This is a picture of my Barney Brinkley.  He was very very special.  The groomers took this picture the day before he died.  He lived on the golf course which I walk each morning.  I took food and he was waiting for me.  He would come closer if I had hot dogs.  After a couple of months he started following me hope as I dropped treats.  Finally, almost a year, on Christmas Eve 1998 he let me pet him and pick him up.  He did not smell to good.  He spent a lot of time at Elliot Bay Animal Hospital and at the groomers for special medicated baths.  Every dime spent was worth it.  He was very sweet and gave so much love to me.