Somewhere between the first leaf he chases and the second, Woody turns around to make sure you're still there. He always does.
You've got a friend in him, and he means it. Named for the sheriff who ran Andy's room in Toy Story, Woody is loyal, steadfast and quietly in charge. He leads the way across the lawn, stops to check that you're keeping up, and when the game is over he's the one who comes back to sit on your feet.
He even has the look of a hero. His lilac fawn coat is the pale cream of a well-worn hat, dusted with soft lilac through his mask and ears, with a pink nose and eyes so light they read blue-grey in the sun. Tall ears, a sturdy little frame and the kind of focus that can turn one fallen leaf into an entire afternoon.
Dependable with his people and curious about everything else, Woody is the puppy who grows into the friend who's always exactly where you left him. He is ready to come home now.