Merlin was adopted from the Humane Society by my hubby, long before I met him. Their first major adventure was Merlin getting out of his carrier, and making a mad dash for it and, in the process, getting a little piece of his ear snagged on a fence. Despite his snarky personality, he would be the first to cuddle up on the sofa with you when you were sick. He loved ice cream and fried chicken, and always asserted himself as the alpha male, even with our Miniature Schnauzer. Although he suffered from diabetes, he stayed strong for eleven years, enjoying lots of treats and love along the way.