Fuzzy Friends

What makes the crazy cat lady; psychologically crazy? Is this because she speaks to the cats? She lives with the cats? She obviously loves these cats if she is spending so much time with them- perhaps they would hand me the position of crazy dog lady?

Doesnt have quite the same ring to it, hmm? Not really, yet I would vote myself in- Dyno and Molson. -I dont give my dogs middle names, I find them useless, due to the fact that I only use my dogs names when I am screeching at them to, " DYN----- STO----PUT TH----DOWWWNNN!" No time for Dyno Joseph or Dyno Michael, just a point of confusion to the dog. Dyno already has issues with sharing a room with his yellow brother.

I had a teacher that was completley against the idea of dogs hosting thoughts, an intellectual. I would like that teacher to dog sit for me. Perhaps after Dyno chewing on something off limits, seeing me coming- drops it in molsons paws and runs for cover, while molson understands only too late that he was FRAMED! damn. Curious what his reaction would be when Molson clamps onto Dyno's collar and drags him around as if it was a game of "pull the brother around till he pays attention to me." If this sounds entertaining to you; the reader. Imagine what it is for me. I live this. I wake up in the night scared all my ribs are broken, only to realize my 90 lb, 9 month old puppy is trying his "best" to cuddle.

Theses little dudes are my best friends- They shed like beasts, they eat anything I have ever spent money on (psychology book, kitchen, *yes the ENTIRE kitchen*, Wii) Sure my dogs love to eat money, eat it and tear it apart, yet there is not a price in the world I could put on them.

Steve bought Dyno for me about a year and 1/2 ago because I was begging for a puppy to keep me company when I lived alone- he was exactly what I wanted- and exactly what I did not know I was in for. See, we call Dyno a special dog. ~~Did you see Marley and me? Marley has nothing on Dyno.~~Dyno is too smart for his own good. Dyno could possibly be a mind reader- it is sometimes scary. :) I could go on for days about our excursions with dyno- yet some of those expieriences I have been trying to repress far, far back in my memory. About a year later after dyno had.....mildly calmed down I began to get puppy fever... It is not a proven medical disease but I am convinced. So I made a call on an ad for yellow labs. Steve and I went to take a look at their last puppy available....SOLD.

SO now we have our family. Steve, Alyssa, Dyno the trouble making destructor, and Molson the Moose, the chubbiest floppy puppy ever.