Somethings Never Change

In case you think my obsession with dogs started recently, here is photographic evidence that it has been going on for a while:

Once a lover of mutts, always a lover of mutts.  I found this picture while cleaning out the office closet last night and had to share.

The above photo also proves two other things:

1.) I've always been dramatic; and

2.) I've never had bird legs.  I have my dad's legs (the dude pictured with the short red shorts)

The dog who looks non-too-thrilled with the four year old all up on her was our dog, Friend.  I'm not sure who was responsible for her naming but I doubt it was me as I preferred the more obvious and inappropriate pet names.  Case in point:  I rescued a baby squirrel in kindergarten and we ended up keeping him for a while.  Talk about disappointment when my mom shut me down half a second after I announced I was naming him Nuts.  But that's a whole separate blog post....