Mom always called me handsome ... and I would give her kisses in return for the kind words. She always wanted to play with my toys ... and I would graciously share them with her. Mom was also neurotic about my grooming to ensure that I smelled really good ... and I always obliged knowing that there was an ice cream treat in my near future. These are just a few examples of why we made such a great team and she was my best friend. In the same token, there were times when I just wanted to be me. I guess you could say I was simply a free-spirit who enjoyed my yard, loved to "go", and sometimes got lost in my own thoughts.