Scruff is a dude. He wasted no time in letting our dogs know that he was The Man. Once the pecking order was established with Bert and I at the top (depending on who was driving), Hannah second (for services to dog feeding), Scruff next, then Rosie, Paddy (beta or omega male) and last and least Harry de Cat then Scruff was prepared to make some concessions. Look how pleased Paddy is to be allowed to share that special place in front of the fire.
On occasion the Scruff dude was kind enough to allow Harry de Cat a corner of the basket. A very small corner.
But all things come to an end. Tonight Trish came to claim her Scruffy Boy.
I'm going to miss him. But as Bert said, "He's going to a good home."