My Mom rescued me from the pound when I was just 8 weeks old. I will be 3 years old in August. My Mom rescued me in October of 2008 and I couldn't be happier. She treats me like I am one of her "human" daughters. She lets me jump on everything and I do mean everything, ie: the kitchen counters, the kitchen table, the bathroom sink, the bathroom cabinet and I even sometimes take a swim in the tub when she gets out. I know she would do anything for me. I even let her put on a harness and leash on me.