They say you can learn a lot about a man by meeting his dog. She's beautiful. She's young at heart. She's trouble. She's loyal. She's eternally optimistic, no matter how many times we say no. She can fetch, but she'd rather not drop it. She eats extremely fast -- and then forgets she ate. She'll hike half a leg up on the couch, even though she knows the rule is NOT ON THE COUCH. She sleeps well, wakes slowly, stretches and yawns often and runs like the wind. And runs fastest when she's being chased.
So what does that say about me?