He looked bloodthirsty but inside he was quivering jello. Every ten pound puppy he was sure was going to go for his throat. Poor little fella, while other pups were making friends and playing he was playing brutal. First we were ask to leave the rink, to help calm him down and keep the others happy than we were ask to step back further and further until we were ask to put him in the car... OH My Gooddness.
He was ask back in thank goodness after the instructor got a collar for him. What a difference that collar made. in a few short minutes he was ok. Still terrified but not so much trying to terrify the other pups. So there is hope.
We got home. He reigned supreme again on the couch fluffy and innocent as the big marshmallow he is.