Zack is twelve years old now. He's really showing his age. But today he's ripping around the backyard while I was grilling. Barking at the rabbits and birds like a dog half his age. I'm glad. He's our first "child" and I don't look forward to the day he's not around anymore. I'll never forget him getting "Most Improved" at his second time at obedience training. Then he bit my next door neighbor. Whoops.