Boo cried all the way home when we first brought him home in February of '91. He was about six weeks old at that time. His original name was supposed to be "Bo", but since he kept getting called "Boo" by mistake the name got changed. "Boo" kinda fits him better anyway. He never seemed to grow out of puppyhood. Often over-excited and getting into trouble, you can never turn your back on him. He's been known to jump on the hoods of moving cars, bite moving tractor wheels, and even picked up a lit firecracker once! Thank God, he somehow managed to never get hurt. And of course there's the time he helped himself to a frozen bowl of butterbeans. They were everywhere (including the ceiling!). Oh, what a wild dog! He is good dog however, even though he never seems to run out of energy (or trouble).