Both his lower arms were adorned with exquisitely done Celtic/gothic tattoos. His upper left arm appeared to have no tattoo, but the upper right arm h...d what looked like octopus tentacles cascading down it. Of what I could see of the tattoo was magnificent and almost looked three-dimensional.Griff had an expressive and jolly round face, which could only be likened to the typical depiction of Santa Claus on Christmas cards. Griff was younger, however, and only thirty-five-years-old. The crowning. Still following the printed form she came to 'nature of complaint'. Following the tradition of all medical personnel at the time of calling people seeking help by their first name, she said, "Jeff, how was Mary injured?" We were attacked in the park. Three S.O.B.s attacked us. They were tearing at her before I could do anything."The next block to be filled in says for 'females only followed' by two preprinted questions. "Jeff, is your wife pregnant?" No, not yet at least."The nurse then skipped. I wanted to dance with my brother, like we did on New Years Eve, but knew I wouldn't be able to. Almost all of the other kids were dancing to the music, but the four of us sat at the picnic table. Cindy and Kevin spotted us and started to taunt us to get up and dance."Well," Kathy said. "I guess we'd better go dance." Okay, but keep your hands off my brother's ass," I giggled as I got up."Aw, come on, Jen, he has such a cute butt. Can't I just squeeze it a little?" Kathy teased.We all laughed. He does take commands well, maybe even better than Cumulus, and he's fine on trails, but get him out in the open, and you have to steer him. He's still a little unsure of himself, but that'll come out in time. That was a good idea on Mike's part." What was that?" Taking Ringo out every evening, and giving him obedience school type training. That dog needs more people contact than other dogs, and the sit and heel and stay and commands like that have given Ringo the confidence to follow.