Okay. Here he is. This is Petey. He is our new puppy. He is about 9 weeks old. He is wearing me out! And he has some sort of weird foot fetish. He is constantly after my feet. He can be clear across the room and if I take my shoes off, zoom, he's there. But he is so cute. I didn't really want another dog after Buster died, but Robert did and Petey is his dog. But he and I will co-exist if he can get over the foot thing. Yorkie's are so delicate. The seem to have everything happen to them.