Today is Tanner's 9th birthday along with his 6 litter-mates, ALL boys. I've got a nice fresh marrow bone from our own grass-fed beef waiting for him in the freezer. Tanner is, of course, the pick of the litter but his brothers turned out OK as well. My best friend and I got puppies from the same litter and we both greatly enjoyed watching them grow up together. He still sees his brother Scout at least four days a week as Tanner spends his time over at my friend's place when I am off earning our keep.
Scout may not quite measure up to Tanner's perfection (at least in my totally unbiased and humble opinion) but he does OK too.