Trey is the first poodle my family owned (besides the poodle my dad had growing up). Trey is inbred horribly, so he has short stocky legs, but he is BUILT. He's got some muscles to him. He is...we think... 17 years old. We're still not quite sure about that. Growing up, Trey was incredibly intelligent and had an extensive vocabulary. He knew most of the names for his toys and if we told him to get one, he'd root through his toybox and find what we asked. He loves people, but his ONE true love is LIGHT! Don't say that word around him, because he goes nuts, looking for a light (hence the red dot in the pic for the laser light). Given a chance, he'd play and chase the light for HOURS. As Trey has gotten older, he seems to have gone senile. He is certainly blind at this point and has cancer. Worry not. This dog will live forever.