Molly, the "biter dog" (as our little grandson called her). I know, it's a little soft. Molly never sat still for a second, so when she plopped down at my feet I grabbed my camera off the desk and fired without setting any controls. Not a bad pic, but not enough shutter speed. She was my son's Beagle and died shortly after this shot from cancer. We miss this energetic and photogenic little girl.