buddy

my name is buddy. not too original but thats what my humans stuck me with. if it were my choice i would have went with a name like arthur or william. buddy just isn't a dignified name. i'm a 10 lb. yorkshire terrior. fear me. my only real hobbies are digging holes in the yard, trying to catch squirrels, pooping and sniffing other dogs poop on the sidewalk. ya, give me a break. when your a lap dog even the little things like poop are a big deal. i can't sing or dance so its all i have. anyway, this poorly thought out my-space page is my attempt to network, make freinds and contacts, and hopefully begin to build a political and religious cult that will put me in a position of power. in fact, it has been a longtime dream of mine to rule the world. this is only the first step. currently i live with two neurotic humans. their names are mike and maranda. for some reason they insist on being called mommy and daddy. i just put up with that gay-ass crap to keep them happy. i smile and act daft and it makes them think i'm content. those jerks have no idea that i pee on their pillows while they are at work. mike and maranda are both huge fans of mixed martial arts fighting. mike even practices brazillian jiu-jitsu. i don't know much about it but maranda makes a lot of gay jokes. he also likes to box. tell me, what kind of idiot enjoys spending his evenings getting punched in the head? i think he's a prime candidate for the darwin awards if you ask me. maranda likes boxing too but she is a little too "soft" to actually fight. she just chases mike around the house punching him in the neck and kidneys. they always tell each other they love one another but, i'm not really sure about that. well, thats about it. as i think of new stuff to add i will. until then, go lay down. go! GO!