At the risk of seeming like one of those pet owners, I think it is time to dedicate a post to the one and only, the original, Snooky. As I spend most of my evenings with the little punk, we have been able to get to know each other so much better, especially considering that I have not been around for the last six years. He is 15 years old, and he acts and smells like he is knocking on death's door. But he is still so cute! He's the only animal I have ever loved, and let's be honest, he's probably the only one I will ever love. I know he can't live forever, but the way he keeps cheating death, I can't help but wonder if he will be the first dog truly to cheat death. I mean, c'mon, who wouldn't want this little guy around forever?
