My book is about my first dog I ever raised from a puppy. His name was Tippy, he had many adventures in his 17 years of life. And he lived two years longer than any other beagle we had. The rest lived to about 15 years. He may have made it even longer if he had not met his end by being hit by a car. He was the most beautiful beagle we ever had. And one of the most intelligent. His only draw back was he was a biter. But he never really bit anyone except our one neighbor boy who teased him all the time. So I feel it was well deserved.