Meet Finn. We picked him up on Saturday from the Humane Society. He's a little bundle of energy, but we're loving getting to know him. He's either 6 months or a year old (depending on who you ask). Finn is a terrier mix, and he loves attention. You can probably guess where his name is from (I'm an English teacher, remember)--and like his namesake he's wild and playful and silly, but with a good heart. He'll play as much as we want, but when we're watching tv he's happy to sit between our legs and go to sleep. I think he's dang cute, myself.