I adopted Malcolm from the Eureka Humane Society in August of 1993, when he was about six weeks old. It was a dramatic rescue because I lived in an apartment at the time and they wanted my landlord's permission, so I had a friend of mine pretend to be my landlord. I don't think they really believed me, but I got to take him home.
Most people either think he's really cute or they call him a "rat dog." A lot of people used to ask me if he was name after Malcolm X, probably because the movie had just come out. He has lived in Sacramento, Eureka, and now Colorado. He likes to be under a blanket on the couch, and will stay under until he comes out panting. Then five minutes later he will burrow under again.
