Dear people of the Mid-Atlantic area, this is MAGSR’s lovable house-wolf, Gunner. Okay, I am not a wolf, I just play one on TV. I am actually an ENORMOUS puppy. You should see my paws, humongous. I have been living the good life with my foster family. They have middle school aged kids and two other shepherds. I really like to play with my fellow dogs and I am not happy when they play right outside my crate and I cannot join in. I don’t mind being in the crate when other people are not around. I am in there all time right now, unless I am being walked, because I am not to be trusted yet. Or so they say. Like most Belgian Malinois, I am extremely smart and quite handsome. My foster sister cannot keep her paws off of me. I will require training from an experienced trainer and a household of people who are all capable of teaching me that I am not the boss. Otherwise, I will be happy to establish myself as the boss and that does not ever go well. (You should let me order as many pizzas as I want to, though). I like my resident children and will warm up to strangers after a careful introduction. I am driven to protect the ones that I love and I will require a lot of guidance to make good choices about how to conduct myself. That is why I can only be adopted by people with experience with dogs like me and I would not be a good fit for a family where one person is committed to training me and the other person wants a couch potato. Otherwise, when my leader is away I might be tempted to turn your couch into an origami potato. I very much like walks and I went for a hike near the Gun Powder River. I REALLY wanted to jump in and swim. I love balls and I caught a bird in my mouth while it was flying by. I dropped it when I was told to; but my foster mom said that it didn’t do the bird any favors. I would definitely like to live with a family that has other dogs and birds. But maybe your birds would not like me. I am housebroken and walk nicely on a leash when someone is consistent in requiring that I do so. My biggest challenge is that nobody ever taught me not to use my mouth as a tool on people. When my foster family tries to put a leash on me, I try to grab their hands and help. I do this too when they are adjusting my collar. They don’t like this at all but I think it is a fun game. It is important for me to be crated while collars and leashes are being put on me that way if I get too excited and start with my malligator routine the door gets shut and I have to settle down. Then they try again. I have not been snappy about food or toys in my foster home and don’t seem concerned about sharing a water bowl. But that is never a promise that I wouldn’t act differently elsewhere. If you are looking for a stunningly handsome puppy who is going to be quite large and even more handsome when I grow into my ears, then you should ask to meet me. Taking me to an experienced trainer is extremely important as are setting limits and following them 100% of the time. I am a very smart boy and if you show me a loophole in your rules, I will jump through it. But if you are consistent and positive in training me, we could live our best lives together. Seriously, I’m not kidding about the pizza.