Jack – our Tenterfield terrier. We acquired him from the neighbours a couple of doors down – he kept escaping and coming to visit us and never went home. Slept on the verandah in cat beds. If we drove him home he would beat us back across the paddocks. In the end the neighbours suggested that we could perhaps have him as he seemed to want to stay with us. He picked us, we did not pick him – but we would not be without him.