Zane

Or, Zane Grey to be fully correct - a noble beast, a fine hound, who also goes by the nicknames of Fuzzy, Fuzzy Butt, Snarfy, Chompy, and many others, depending on how we interpret his moods and actions. Melina raised him from a small pup. I got to know him when he was about a year old, and I love him dearly, too.

In the morning, he stands watch, alerting us with a deep growl  if deer, turkeys, squirrels, birds, or other critters dares violate the sanctity of our property. He doesn't like that at all, no, and he is very diligent!

He wakes Melina by throwing himself against her and rolling around ("Oh" he says, with mischievous, twinkling eyes..."did I wake you?")

and generally acting a little crazed (you do know a crazed eye when you see it?).

Other times, he can be a benign and thoughtful companion...

 Unless you mess with his Kong! DON'T mess with the KONG (pay attention to the flattened ears and the "I mean business" eyes). So don't, just don't... don't even think about it!).

 

Oh, another thing about Zane. His nose is very sensitive to bacon. He loves bacon for breakfast.

 But then, who doesn't?