Miss M really wanted her own dog, so we went out and adopted Mr. B. They were so excited to meet, that Mr. B pulled his foster mom halfway down her driveway to say hi to Miss M and then the pooches ran together for 30 min around his foster mom's yard and lake. Miss M thought she had found her perfect dog, that was until we brought him home. She quickly learned that Mr. B was not a dog's dog.
She would try everything to get Mr. B to play with him, she would shove toys in his face, nibble on his ear and even bite his legs, but Mr. B would just lay down or walk away. We soon saw he was the same way with all of our foster dogs.
Whenever our fosters were playing with Miss M, we would find Mr. B in the corner of the room, laying nicely with his stuffy. Then when Miss M gets too crazy for our fosters (which was all the time), the fosters would turn their attention to Mr. B.
They would get in his face, jumping around and barking, but they would all leave dejected, because all Mr. B would do was turn his body and lay facing the other way with his stuffy.
We sometimes wonder if Mr. B thinks he is a cat, because he doesn't want to play with other dogs but he is very eager to play with a cat ... and rats.
PS. The post when Miss M got her very own pet dog.