This was my dog Taz. He was with me for most of my adult life. He died at 15 1/2 years old on April 1, 2008. I had to have him put to sleep as he was suffering from a seizure. I held him as he gracefully passed on. He was what his name said...Taz! Very energetic, very protective and very much a one person dog. He didn't like anyone getting between us and sometimes got a bit carried away with his teeth. OK...I'll say it...HE BIT A LOT OF PEOPLE...LOL! He was totally devoted to me as was I to him.