Calvin and Charlie are a pair of sweet guys I walk five times a week. Calvin is a personable Dachshund who rarely causes big trouble. Charlie, on the other hand, is often nicknamed L.B. for Little Bast--d! Once, Charlie ate part of his "mom's" stockings, and had to go to the vet for the surgical removal of the said stockings. When seeing another dog during walks, he squeals as if hit by a car. I'm always saying to him, "It's a good thing you're cute!"