Mattie… Sorta Like a Boy Named Sue

My daddy left home when I was three, he didn’t leave much to ma & me. Just this old guitar & an empty bottle of boose.Now I don’t blame him cause he run & hid.But the meanest thing he ever didwas before he left, he went & named me “Sue.” My name is Mattie and yes, I’m a boy dog. This is the story of how I met my momma and dadz. In short, momma and dadz found me at a local animal shelter and the staff there gave me the name “Mattie” because my fur was long and all tangled in mats….. Momma and dadz had grown tired of going to various shelters looking for a friendly little dog to share their life with. They had been spending nearly every weekend for a year stopping at animal shelters looking for a little dog. After every shelter visit, when they left empty handed, they were sad and emotionally tired. Momma said, “no more.” But one rainy Sunday in January, 2001 dadz said, “come on, lets stop to see if there are any dogs.” They sat outside the shelter deciding if they should go in, finally they opened the door. For momma it was hard, the smells were the same, the yipping and meowing, the animal voicing their desires to be loved. Beautiful, pleading eyes. Paws reaching out through the shelter gates, seeking human touch. But I was happy in my little area, titled cell #4, of the shelter. I was a little, dirty, matted mess sharing cell #4 with a fine female Chihuahua roommate; and both of us were...
Dude, Dude, Dude Looks Like a Lady

Dude, Dude, Dude Looks Like a Lady

I often get mistaken for a “she.” This never bothers me. I’m beautiful, that’s for sure, so being mistaken for a female is the least of my worries. “Oh, she’s so pretty” never elicits a correction from my momma, she figures if people ever get close enough to my privates to determine my sex…well, then she might have something to say. My name “Mattie” does have a story associated with it though. This holiday season my momma is going to regale my hoards (okay maybe 4) of blog readers with my history. So, stay tuned and in the mean time, enjoy life: love honestly, give willingly, laugh openly and hug often! Each second of every day is a gift worth more than any other present you will ever be given. As momma says, “Get out on that stage and dance babe, this IS the show!” Share Some...
Lexi-Lou June 13, 2000 – December 4, 2009

Lexi-Lou June 13, 2000 – December 4, 2009

My dear, sweet friend Lexi-Lou, I will miss your tweets & bloggies. You touched my heart with your giggles, kind words and happy soul. Now that your little spirit is on a new journey please remember to visit me often, and share with me the things you feel I need to learn. I lub you my sweet, sweet friend – and I will play your song at every #pawty! Share Some...

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