I took this picture on November 29, 2001 - the day we found MacKenzie.
He looks larger in the picture than he actually was.  He slept so soundly that
we were worried he might be sick, but it was probably the first time in a long time
that he'd been able to get a good night's sleep without worrying about being
hungry, being attacked by wild animals, or freezing to death.

Destroying shoes on the front porch with Bobby.

Kissing Finian (he does this on a daily basis).

Not looking at the camera.

Relaxing on his dog bed after a hard day of running around
in the yard and wrestling with Lily and Creedence.