Could a person have a better little companion to share her life with? I think not! This is Errol, my Maltese I have had for eleven years. He has to be in the middle of everything I do and be everywhere I am, especially if it's outdoors and in the garden. I spend most of my time removing him from the dirt and mud in my flowerbeds where he manages to be right in the spot where I am planting or trying to remove weeds. It's a special talent of his. Errol and I have never been separated for more than a few hours at a time over the years, when he has had to have some surgeries. I'm not sure which of us had the worst separation anxiety....him or me. I'm pretty sure it was me.

He tries to keep the bunnies and squirrels out of the yard and gives them a merry chase. They will sit still and wait until he is almost on top of them before they run. I haven't got the heart to tell him that they aren't in the least frightened. He has his job of keeping the beasties out of the gardens, but his most important duty by far is being my little buddy. A job at which he most certainly excels.