I am told that I was found in an alley where I had been dumped by some unwashed human, but it's hard to believe that a person would not want such a magnificent fellow as me--Thank goodness I was too young to remember, but that could account for my suspicious manner.

I love my family, but do not allow any intruders into the house. I'm usually over-ruled and confined to the porch until company leaves, but when they are gone and I'm allowed back in I must check out each room, under the beds and peer out the windows to assure myself that there are no strange vehicles outside.

I am unselfish--I shared my yard with Shadow and the Schipperkes. D*gs!! I, of course, wear the robes of royalty, my harness and long leash, while they only wear collars of servitude. I allow them to lie beside me on the patio, looking out over my domain, if they lay 2 paces back from me. I don't know when I get all these d*gs trained. Someday....maybe.

My favorite foods are spaghetti, green peas and hominy, but since they don't appear everyday, I do quite well on my dry and canned cat food.

BUT there is ABUSE!! in this house--I'm forced to sit on the crock pot in the corner of the kitchen cabinet to oversee cooking; I'm not allowed in the bathtub with the human during baths (and that's where I like to get my water!), I'm totally banned from biting since I playfully bit mom's arm to the bone, I'm chided for stealing socks, opening cabinets, and scratching on furniture and door facings. (I like the fuzzy look.)

I do like to drive the car and startle other drivers, run down the hall on my hind legs with my arms stretched out to get someone, and lurk around corners to jump out and attack the ever-dangerous LEGS! I'm 8 years old, in 2002, and plan to be around another 20 years or so--I'm needed!!!