My first experience with Entles was rather a warm one.
My first Entlebutcher was shipped to us from a breeder in Maine. The flight must have been a long one, but Frisco, 12 weeks old at the time, managed not to soil his cage during the trip. When the dog kennel was brought to the desk, everyone gathered and wanted to know what kind of dog he was. My only thought was to get the dog outside so he could relieve himself. I quickly opened the kennel and picked him up. He was so happy to be free he immediatly relieved himself... on me! I guess he also marked me at the same time becuse he has grown into a wonderful companion and definetly claimed me as his own. I am happy to report that this was the one and only time he has felt the urge.
