At 8 weeks, Doc's new papa came out to get him with a pal, and he had all the way back to Tennessee to bond. When he arrived at his new kingdom, he promptly settled in to taking his duties very seriously; that is, playing as much as possible with his two new boys.
He also proceeded to wrap their mother completely around his little pawsies, which she already knew was a foregone conclusion... so everybody was very happy with the process... and the outcome!
He apparently felt it was important to get the correct pecking order right off the bat, so he set to doing that.
Looks to me like he succeeded.
And also found the best seat in the house.
He discovered and laid claim to his own patch of nice green grass in the yard, and had a ball running off with the ball as the boys threw it for him.
But, he had to grow up and become a responsible protector of... well, everything.
And so he did.
Just look at him.
