My first and only dog, Kip
At the ripe old age of 15, my Jack Russell Terrier has been in our lives since he was 10 weeks old. I was 11 years old at that time, so we have truly grown-up together.
He was a very independent dog through-out his adulthood, but has turned into a soppy lapdog in his twilight years. He now spends his day lounging on whatever soft surface he can get to (and my bed when I lift him up on to it) in between slightly shorter walks than he used to enjoy.