Taylor was born on January 7, 2001.  We got him in February, during a visit to Jennifer's parents' place in Tucson.  He's a Golden Retriever.  He's also a very bad dog.

Since we brought Taylor home, we've had about 5 minutes of peace.  Here it is.

Ken subduing Taylor, March 2001.

Bad Taylor.  (This is something Amber says frequently.)  Spring, 2001.

Taylor swinging.  He only does this when he isn't chewing on the children.                             

When we first met Taylor, he was too young to get in trouble.  Or maybe he was too cute for us to realize that he was bad.

He even attacks other dogs.  This adversary is Finnegan, his only dog-friend.

Lately, Taylor's been calming down a little as he grows up.   But he still finds the strangest places to nap.

By May, 2002, Taylor had settled down.  So had the kids. 

Well, maybe he hadn't completely settled down.  But he had grown up.