Three

Three is the oldest dog in the pack.  He is a friendly old man, but very, very shy and timid.  He needs to be approached very slowly or he will take off even though all he wants is some pets.  When he gets excited, he gets the old man shakes.  At some point in his life he was hit by a car and broke a back leg.  We used to find him hiding in the rain forest. For years, he would always run away.  Shortly after the triplets arrived, he decided a roof and daily food were much better than leaves and a night in the rain.  X-rays taken by the vet reveal that he really shouldn't be able to walk....Three somehow RUNS up the mountain road with the pack each and every time we go.  He has a very bad heart murmur, so he will live out his live with his dangly back leg, but he's never let it bother him so we can't let it bother us.