Mr. Muggs a.k.a. "The Good Boy"

"No man can be condemned for owning a dog. As long as he has a dog, he has a friend; and the poorer he gets, the better friend he has."

I love those words by Will Rogers! Some twenty plus years ago I called Lost Pet hoping to adopt a dog or is it the other way around? We got to the house he lived in literally moments before he was going to be brought to the pound. He was the last of a mixed breed litter. He was 6 months old and he didn't even have a name.

It was meant to be...we had the same birthday! "He" finally got a real name...Mr. Muggs and we spent the next 16 years together. Not a day goes by I don't think of him. I have his picture on my desk and now on my blog. You can see it in the left column. It really shows his sweetness and his fun loving personality! He just got finished rolling in the leaves! Muggs was the best friend I ever had. He was also randomly called, "the good boy" and that he was. Other than the springs he had for back legs, which made him jump a bit too much, he never did a thing wrong and even if he did I wouldn't tell.