Aww.

 My Strider-puppy is so good. Some days I just have to stop and hug him because he's such a sweetie. 

Take tonight. Ella the Trouble-Making Kitty decided that it'd be fun to jump up on the kitchen counter when no one was watching and tear open a bag of bread rolls. She then proceeded to knock one to the floor in the course of her playing. 

Now Strider likes bread. Really, really likes it. So it stands to reason he'd take advantage of the situation, right? Scarf down that roll while no one's watching - who's gonna know the difference? 

But no.

What did he do? He picked up the roll, came downstairs to where we were watching a movie, went straight over to Dad, and gave it to him. Didn't take a bite, didn't even grip it in his teeth tight enough to tear it. Nope, Mister Good Conscience decided he needed permission first. 

And yes, of course he got to eat a good part of the roll (it was a big one, didn't want to make him sick with the whole thing). Plus plenty of praise. He's still prancing around looking terribly pleased with himself. ;D