This is C.'s dog Buddy. Buddy isn't all that smart and C. is the first person who'll point that out. You see, Buddy likes to chase porcupines. This is the sixth time that Buddy has had a quill facial. You would think that he'd learn after the fourth or fifth time that porcupines = excruciating pain, but not our Buddy. You can't see it in the photo, but he had quills running all down his chest and legs and some in his back, as well. He had to be anesthetized in order to have them removed and is sleeping it off behind the sofa at C.'s house as I type this. C.'s bank account is $400 lighter for the trouble. Oh, Buddy. Stop chasing porcupines. Leave them alone.