He was a good dog. He loved to chase the ball, loved french fries and pig's tails, and he liked to talk. A lot. Dog talk, mumbling and grumbling, squeaking when he yawned. He loved cold more than heat. His favorites were Fatcat, and Papa, but he didn't like it when the cat tried to lick his ears-- too ticklish! He stole all of our spots in bed whenever he could, and he stole our hearts.