Please indulge me while I tell you about my
Little Terrorists. . .
Teddy Roosevelt and Johnny Cash.
Or commonly known as
Teddy and Cash
They are my little fur babies.
They are Characters and they are Terrorists!
Most of the time they are terrorizing ME.
Spoiled as could be
Teddy is the real character and terrorists.
Cash just goes along with Teddy.
Teddy is a funny little feller.
He makes me laugh at his shenanigans.
Cash is shy and more mild.
He is happy to just be on my lap.
Most of the time they are patrolling the neighborhood.
Nothing gets past them. . and I mean nothing.
They will let me know if there is a tumbleweed or a
Plastic sack flying through the air.
Oh, and the kids, they watch for them. .
And beg to go out and play with them.
They honestly think they own the neighborhood.
They love each other. . .they are half brothers.
They have different mothers.
I didn't want a dog. . I didn't want to turn into one of
"Those People" who fuss and dote over their dogs.
Well I am now one of "those people" and proud of it.
They are my buddies, my partners, my babies.
They keep me company and they give me comfort.
They even sleep with me!
Yip, right in the covers. . .I have to remind them every now
and then that it is MY bed!
I truly believe All Dogs Go To Heaven.
And I understand now that they really are mans best friend.
They are loyal, loving, always forgiving.
I believe God placed them on this earth to give us happiness.
And my little Teddy Roosevelt and Johnny Cash
Have given me happiness and beyond. .
They are part of my family.
I thank God for sending them to me.
I have a few things in store for you. .
Please do come back and stay awhile.
I don't dare say terrorists too much I am afraid the CIA or FBI will come knocking on my door
Know what I mean.