What's crackalackin' everyone! I've been sitting here watching some news and getting depressed because it seems like the world is falling apart. Bombs going off, tempers flaring, snowstorms hitting Hawaii, and people hunting cougars (I'm a vegetarian / lazy vegan... more on that later).
So there I was, getting all sad in the face, when I look over and see my best bud, who always knows how to brighten my mood. This is my dog Helo named after the Battlestar Galactica character .
So without further ado:
LAAAAAADIIIIIIIIES AAAAAAAAAND GENTLEMEN!!! INTRODUCINNNNNG! IN THE SEAFOAM BLUE CORNER, WEARING THE LIGHT BROWN FUUUUUUR!
SOME PEOPLE CALL HIM GEORGE CLOONEY BECAUSE OF HIS SALT AND PEPPER FACE AND DASHING GOOD LOOKS!
SOME PEOPLE THINK HE EXISTS ONLY IN THEIR DREAMS, AND THEY'RE HALF RIGHT!
EVERY NOW AND THEN HE BITES LITTLE GIRLS THAT SNEAK UP ON HIM AND GRAB HIS TAIL, BUT THEY SHOULD KNOW BETTERRRR!
A nine year old half Pug / half Fox Terrier, one of a kind dog with a heart of gold and a look that can melt Melania Trumps ice cold stare.
IT'S HELO!
Helo was plunked into my life 9 years ago as a birthday present from my partner Caitlyn (who will be ghost writing some blog posts on here with me), when I was the ripe age of 21 years old. We've been through a lot together, and lived in about 5 different cities -- but always bringing home with us.
I hope those of you at home with a doggo buddy of your own give them a nice friendly scratch from myself and Helo, and I wish you well. Stay happy, and stay healthy!