I adopted "Dude" on my birthday in March, 2002. I renamed him Leroy DeShawn. He was what I needed in my life. I needed a focus, he needed a home. However, he was (and is) a challenge. He had never been domesticated, trained himself to be food aggressive, and was approximately sixty pounds underweight.
Here is it 2007 and he was recently diagnosed with cancer. So, Leroy is still with me. And he's going to be for a while - especially if I have anything to say about it. Leroy is a huge improvement in my life (and I in his) and when he decides to leave this life, I'll believe that he was happy.