Just so you don't feel tricked later, I'm a dog. A smallish German Shepherd, and a very good one. It has been years since I smelled early morning air or stretched out in front of a fire.
I was whelped in 1971, and before I knew which way was up I was being chased by three small children around a blue linoleum floor in New York City. I lost several of my baby teeth wrestling with the boy, but I never hurt any of them. I prided myself on that.
That family took me everywhere. Short walks around the neighborhood, and longer trips to the park, or way out to the country. My favorite was a romantic trip to Santa Fe. My family brought back rocks and Indian artwork. I brought back puppies. Even if I never knew his name, I have never forgotten.
When I turned 14 (two, to some of you) we moved out west, where I could wander and make my own friends. The children grew up and went away to school, leaving the parents to feed me, brush me and massage my tired body as I faded away.
I miss them all now, but hear they are doing well. I sure am - thanks to MySpace I can wander to more places than ever, and meet folks like you.
By the way, Lancelot Black Cat and I have decided to build a web site to let people find the cutest pet photos. Our MySpace friends told us to name it Daily Paws , so we did. Please send us any ideas about what you want to see there. Great pet photos - a must. Group contests to let you compete with your friends, or pit pugs against pugs, Persians agains Persians - it's there. Adoptions - only right. Places to learn and share information - yes. But what else? Thank you for your help!
Come check me out at Daily Paws !
Mike Davidson - thanks for the template. Dogs love Newsvine, too.
