We decided to keep a puppy from Stanze's second litter, and I named this rascally pup Wolfie (after Constanze's name for Mozart, of course). Wolfie was a fun little dog - more active than Stanze and a blast to play with. It was interesting to see the son grow up with his mother - I think dogs reach a point where they forget they are family and just become equals, then play-fight all the time. Alas, Wolfie became a problem when we started taking care of our foster child Chris - he just couldn't handle the harassment and snapped at Chris too much. Of course, it was easy to find a cool Beagle a good home.