Number one thing to know about my human is she cannot get enough of me.  I can do no wrong. 

Plus, the human likes the same things I do.  Driving with the windows off the jeep so the wind blows through our hair, dining alfresco (that means on the patio with me), and long walks through the neighborhood, walking slowly and stopping often to make sure that we do not miss anything.

The first picture is of my human and me, looking sophisticated in black and white on the porch of our old house.

The second picture was taken at the San Diego St. Patrick's Day race in March 2004 with my human's friends, (from left to right) Jessica Speciale, Susan Olson, Hildy Fentin, and Cheree Elliott.  My human is the short one with the very white legs on the far right.  I can recognize those white legs from a great distance even in my old age. 

I was not allowed to cheer the finish line because of a "no dogs rule" at Mission Bay.  However, the locket the human wears around her neck has a pinch of my hair so it was kind of like I was there.  More pictures of me and the human.