On the topic of biting, Ollie here has developed the awful habit of nipping noses and lips when he gets really excited. The wife and I have learned to hold him far enough away to not lose skin or bleed much (see D's left hand on Ollie's chest) but there's a fine line between allowing him close enough to give a disgusting doggie kiss and getting your face ripped off. I can't wait until he clumsily bites Sabrina, that should be a riot. I sure hope he likes Siberia, because that's where he's going to end up if he hurts my little honeybunch. He's got the right fur for it, anyway.