Another Day, Another Dollar....

If I had a dollar for every Greenie Jak has eaten....well, I'd have alot of dollars. He LOVES the things. Its like doggy crack to him. If it were up to him, his total diet would consist of Greenies and cheese. Its a good thing he has me to moderate. My little million dollar dog eats prescription food, of course. Why wouldn't he? It'd be to easy for him to eat something normal.

"What is she doing? Does she think I'm a lap cat? If only I had thumbs....."

Day One, Blog One

This is Jak.

I got Jak when he was only 12 weeks old. That was 4 years ago and today we have a bond that is indescribable. He is always there in the good times and the bad, through thick and thin. Jak is a smart boy, sometimes too smart for his own good and has more personality than he knows what to do with. He is what many call a Velcro-dog, always stuck to my side. He is my heart-dog. He is my soul.

This is Oliver.

He fell into my life by happenstance. I happened to be at the animal shelter one day 3 years ago and saw a tiny, orange kitten huddled in the back of a cold metal cage. I ask the woman how long he'd been there and she said 7 days. He was slated for euthanasia if he wasn't adopted soon. I scooped up the tiny, dirty, flea-ridden mongrel and took him home. He has been plotting my demise every day since then.