He was indeed sent. in order that some might live a more complete and fulfilled life. There has never been, or probably never will be another four-legged creature to walk these hallowed floors (floors that need cleaning again) of this house that shall be held in any higher esteem. This very moment, he is whining for his supper. I prepare it with the utmost care, for this is his sustenance, served twice daily. Food that is precisely soaked in very warm water - no other food of any type passes his hanging, spotted mouth. Still crated at times due to the fact that he insists upon looking for anything to put in his royal mouth. Friends, I give you His Royal "Hine"ness - Apollo. Sixty-five pounds of majestic mischief.