Dear Gentle Readers,
This handsome boy is my 14-year-old miniature dachshund, KC. Since I retired he has been my constant shadow. He's the best dog I ever had and sometimes I wonder how we ever got so lucky. I'm not exactly sure who trained whom, but we manage to live together very well.
KC is an old dog, and not very patient with children, other animals, and noises in the night, but he still brings me his ball to throw down the hall. He attempts to lie down across my laptop if I want to work in bed, and he still perks up when I say "cookie."