It's hard to believe that we've had our Magnus for almost a year. I remember the first day we brought him home, he was so crazy we thought it would not work out. After couple of weeks of runs and patience, we decided he was home to stay. Where did the name fom from you wonder? Steve named Magnus after a professional Swedish Cyclist Magnus Backstedt. We lovingly refer to him as the bisc or biscuit, just look at his nose, he's the bisc!

We got our Christmas tree, came home, flipped on the holiday tunes, and could not resist having the bisc participate in the merry making. As you can see, he wasn't too stoked on the antlers. He was a good boy, and did not mark the tree as his own. We thought he might after this picture.