Duke belonged to my in-laws, and he was a hunting dog, crazy for rabbits. Yesterday he had a fatal encounter with an illegal trap, but at least he never knew what hit him. I wasn't close to him, but he was a decent, simple bloke. When he was a puppy he took a HUGE dump in the middle of all the presents we were unwrapping on Christmas morning. I don't think he ever did anything else that interesting again, but he was sweet. Career beagle, 100%.