After eleven years of trying to unsuccessfully catch the light and shadows, (bite it, eat it, claw it, floor, walls), the little guy is still just as fixated as he has always been. I love his adorable furled brow.. I remember when he used to run away from me at the park or at school when he was a baby, all I would need was a flashlight, I'd shine it on the ground and guide him into the car with it, or over to me, he's just follow it along, obliviously. Megan used to say he saw fairies, which I always appreciated.. it's alot nicer than "dude is your dog retarded?" Hansel still to this day will start barking and shaking with un-controlable excitement when he sees a flashlight or a camera sitting somewhere, as he knows the magic it is capable of producing.
