A little about me...
I don't remember much about my first year and a half, (and maybe that's a good thing!). But I DO remember this lady adopting me and taking me home. She introduced me to her best friend's dog, a sleek, muscular, handsome brown fella named Phoenix. The usual sniffing, snuffling and circling occurred and then BAM! we were best friends! Forever friends, for sure! Let me tell ya, there' s nothing like having a best friend to run with, wrestle with, share secrets with, devise plans with, piddle and poop with, and, of course, rest with. Two furry furry guys (I'm a little furrier than him). Two BFFs. Playing hard, resting hard. Together.

I am dreaming about...
Phoenix: Feels soooo good. Rolling in this field entirely made of tennis balls! Lime green for miles, and aaahhhh...that hint of rubber wafting through the air. Wait...what's that? Is it? Can it be?? It's a giant tennis ball chucker, chucking AT LEAST 1000 tennis balls at a time!

Mayhem: Phoenix, look. I got the tennis ball first this time! Phoenix..,.naa, naa, nah boo-boo! Phoenix! Hey Phoenix! (Why is he just staring at me?) Maybe if I do a jig...a jab...a juke...and run around in circles around him. Phoenix! Hey, Phoenix! Hey! Hey! Come get me! Phoenix! Chase me! Phoenix! Hey! You! Phoenix! Hey! Hey! HEYYYYY!