My crazy GuyGuy..still hunting..

Their natural instinct prevails, regardless. He falls, I help him up and he knows I will. I helped his mother Thelma whelp him..why would I do anything else, but help him feel good until the end of his life? He’s my GuyGuy like all my dogs that I love and enjoy every day, in sickness and in health til death do us part?

(In the video, I am out of breath because I had to run after him..)