Well his name is Storm but a title that gets somebody to open

the blog folder is half the battle won..

My buddy Storm...He's a champion black labrador...Breeds tri...Black, chocolate, yellow...

Makes him special in the world of dogs..

He don't act special...He just acts like a dog..

He's a good teacher about how to approach life...Got a personality like,...Gandhi...

This dog loves everybody and puts up with everybody...

He's a lover not a fighter...

His desire makes him crazy at times though...

He wants to break out and make love to the world..Twice a day..

I can't let him though.....It's dangerous out there..

Even here in the sticks...

I've lost one dog and three cats over the years to things that go bump in the night..

Sometimes I break down and let him go..

When it gets real bad for him..

After about a month of cabin fever he starts acting,...weird..

Stuff like trying to make it with the cats...

My other dog's name is Buster..He's gay...

It doesn't bother him, so it doesn't bother me..

Sometimes I have to advise him though...

When I turn around and he's trying to screw Storm in the ear, I do have to advise him,..."Buster, you are some kind of freaky"..

Buster's breed is.....bossy....He's one of those tailored breeds they developed to herd cattle...

Smart as anything, well except for, you know...Hey nobody's perfect...

Storm has a three track mind....Food, females, and the door..

He either made a lot of money in a previous life as a fullback, or is doing to in his future...

Only a masochist attempts to put a leash on this dog and 'walk' it...

Walk?...There is no walking...There is flying, there is dragging, there is skinned elbows and knees...But there is no walking this dog...

I've heard that peoples pet's resemble them...Yeah, I can kinda identify with what poor Stormie is going through...

But Buster?...Damn, just the idea of it is givin me a complex...

"Buster, you've got to go!"....

..."Just kiddin Buster".....Bet I know how he'd vote on California's Prop 8 though..

Then there's Violet my girl cat...I got two other cats Dungan Donut and Tiger...Their males...No that's not right, their unisex...

That reminds me...The first time I had one of my dog's neutered...That was "Vader"...He's passed on now..He was a great dog...I made a movie with some of my dogs one time...

Dressed them up in cowboy garb and did a little movie called "The Deputy Hoover Show"...Vader was the star...

He liked to eat so his nickname was 'Hoover' cuz he sucked up food like a vacuum cleaner..

I did a lot of short takes and spliced the stuff together to make the movie...

I gave the individual dogs peanut butter when I wanted them to do a 'talking' scene, cuz they would keep licking the peanut butter off the roof of their mouth so It looked like they were, talkin...

We did the voice overs ourselves playing the parts and voices of the individual characters...

Anyway I had to get Vader neutered...I honestly thought now days vets did like a vasectomy...

When I picked that poor dog up from the vets and realized his nuts were missing!....And that look on his face!

"And to think I sat there for you LooseCanon with that stupid bright blue party cowboy hat on...The little rubber neck band choking the shit out of me...In a fucking over sized cowboy vest, lickin peanut butter for you!...For you, LooseCanon!"

Yeah, Violet my girl cat...She's always up here on the PC desk when I am trying to type...Sittin on the mouse, walkin over the key board, or managing to sit right in front of the monitor...I think she wants to be my 'editor'...She's always doing this: ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllljjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj....like adding to my writing...

Everybody's a critic...