Guess what I found out? Apparently to live in a house with other dogs and people you have to behave with something my foster mom calls "good manners". That means I need to control myself sometimes when I really don't want to. Like going out the back door to chase squirrels. I really want to jump at the door and push through as soon as its open; after all the squirrels could get away if I'm not fast! My mom doesn't like that at all. She says it's rude. She wants me to wait until she says it's OK to go out, even if the door is open. It's really hard, but I'm learning!