J-boy and I had to have Bandit put to sleep at the beginning of August. Beau came to stay at the end of September. It was a very long eight weeks in between dogs. Beau is probably mostly terrier, some beagle, and many, many other things. I doubt there has been a purebred in his lineage in a very long time. And that's the way I like it. I've been telling people he's a Tennessee Brat Terrier. Some get the joke, some don't. He's about a year old, and around 30 pounds. Both the youngest dog I've ever owned, and the smallest. He's a lot of company, very much a little scamp, very bright, and he keeps me laughing. He and the cat are working things out. He tries to stay out of her way, she reminds him every so often with a hiss and a slap that she's the queen of the castle, thank you very much. I have caught them snuggling several times, though, so I think they'll eventually get along fine.