No pictures can do justice to Einstein. He is an assistance dog in training at PAWS Training Center in West Chester, PA, for PTSD, and I just know that he is going to be excellent at his job. My stress levels plummeted as soon as I saw him.
By the way, PAWS seems to be a really great organization, from what I can see. Not exactly convenient to visit from the Bay Area (I ran into Einstein while I was visiting New Jersey) but they might be worth a look, if you’re looking for a worthy charity. They provide assistance dogs to people for free, but they currently have a three-year waiting list.

Not sure how I got this picture. Where’d his back half go??

I have never seen any dog do the puppydog eyes as well as Einstein, aside from a few bulldog puppies.

Look at those huge-mongous paws.

I told you: the puppydog eyes OF DOOM.

Yes, that fur is just as soft as you think it is.

I ran into Einstein twice, actually. Once when he was on-leash, and once in a dog run, where he was enjoying having a ball.

There’s a smile! I knew there was one in there somewhere.

Itch! World must stop.

He kept gazing at the tennis ball and tilting his head, like it was making a weird noise or something. So cute.