We went up to Penhold near Red Dear for our first meeting with the then unnamed Riker. We had a choice between him and his sister but she seemed a little too pushy and dominant while Riker was the perfect little goofball that was just romping around and being silly. That’s the dog I wanted! I made the final choice after I surprised him from behind and he went all squirmy and his tail was going a mile a minute. I’d say he picked me at that moment too.