This is Hexadecimal Thunderpaws, the love of my life. I adopted her after my other rescue died of Leukemia, and the veterinarian asked me to come and look at some others. Hex immediately ran and began nuzzling my beard, so...I was done.
She's only four, and though she has had a great deal of health issues she is now doing fantastic. I've been able to teach her three tricks so far: Stand, Sit, and Stay. She's not terribly motivated to learn anything, and so it took a lot of time, but I'm hoping to at some point train her to Fetch and possibly Shake. The last one is doubtful, as she hates anyone touching her paws.
I'm not sure why I'm posting this, other than the fact that I have a dog that doesn't yet belong to me posted, and she's on my chest right now, which is basically a command, I think.
...I kind of want to get a dog I can name Megabyte, but there are only so many Reboot references one can have living in one's own house.