Being a man I don't like Fru fru dogs. You know cute little things but not very strong or manly. We went into a pet store and I saw a little black poodle that was in a pen with some bigger dogs and you could see he was being bitten. My wife wanted another dog and this was before we were smart enough to adopt. The 16 year clerk asked if they should clean him up or take him the way he was. The wife said we need to think about and I said we will take him the way he is. I was bullied in school so I needed to protect this little guy. He was going to be the wife's dog anyway. George decided he was going to be my dog. Understand he can walk if he needs to but I do spoil him a lot. He is always by my side and usually sitting on my chest. He has seizures and I am still protecting him and he gives me all the love I could ever want. We let Mom think he is still her dog as he was a birthday present but deep down inside we both know that he is mine and I am his. George is coming down to TV in April and I hope you all get to meet him. He is small and barks a lot but he is a lover through and through. He has never met anyone he doesn't like. My new golf cart will be black too so he blends right in. He teaches unconditional love.
