Let us introduce you to **Danny**, a dog so smart he's probably Googling how to adopt *you* as we speak. He's got energy for days, opinions on everything, and a deep, personal vendetta against squirrels. **Loves to play ball.** Loves *you* even more. Until, of course, a squirrel shows up-and then you are nothing. You are merely a human-shaped blur in his periphery as he launches into his full-blown "must defend the homeland" mode. **Choosy with other dogs.** Think of him as the bouncer at a very exclusive dog club. Some get in. Most don't. It's not personal... unless it is. **Absolutely no cats.** None. Zip. Zilch. Danny has reviewed the feline resume and has some *very strong objections.* **Very smart** and *dangerously* trainable. Today's trick? Hopping around on his back two legs like some kind of caffeinated kangaroo. Next week? Probably learning how to open your fridge and critique your meal prep. **Needs an active home** that can keep up with his hound/hound/hound/terrier combo-yes, that's three helpings of hound with a side of stubborn terrier spice. He's part athlete, part detective, part drama student, and 100% ridiculous. Danny is adoptable, hilarious, and not for the faint of heart. But if you want a brilliant, ball-obsessed sidekick who may or may not moonlight as a squirrel security officer, **he's your guy.** Apply now before he trains himself to drive.