Tyson loved rubbing his back on the rug. He loved every person. He was a gentle Pitbull. So friendly, quiet, and chill. He loved going on walks and going for car rides with John. We would open the front door and he’d just sit watching. The door was open one day and he suddenly had one bark. I was so surprised cause he doesn’t bark. Turns out he was letting us know the mail person dropped off items. Miss you Tyson.