Bo was like that too, didn't know his own strength. The minute he would see my daughter he would come charging across the yard and jump on her puttin his paws on her shoulder and knock her flat on her bottom. Idon't have any pictures unfortunatley because he lived at my ex husbands house. When my ex moved my mother who owns a horse ranch ageed to take him in because my daughter was devestated at the thought of losing her Bobo. Long story short all he ever wanted to do was play, well the horses were not fond of this great big white fluff ball trying to play with them. The 2nd day he was at my mother's he broke his pen(
) and tried to play one of the horses kicked him. Apparently he ran off to hide and didn't make it
. We searched for 3 long days straight(80 acres) before I had to force my daughter to come home. She was 8 or 9 at the time and was so heartbroken. We thought he had just escaped and ran off but a few days later my dad found him. My poor girl was so heartbroken.