This was taken Christmas morning. I’ve had him 16 months now. He was nine months when I acquired him from the shelter. He had been living on his on God knows how long–grew up on the streets. It took the shelter six weeks to fatten him up and treat his several afflictions. Even after I brought him home, it took a long while and more than one hospital stay before he finally stopped scavenging impulsively. But, can you see it in his eyes? He knows that I’m the crazy one.