I didn't say I wasn't bipolar dog... Oops I mean... Well you get the picture...

I woke up today thinking, "Crap! I don't like today". Yeah, yeah, yeah I know... I know! Not the best way to get your day started. Up and down and up and down I go... I have so much to say, but I can't put it into words so if you're reading this (sorry) but I'm just rabbling on about nothing. I started this blog because well I typically have a lot to say and today, I got nothin'. But... I think if I were a dog I would be a mutt... Not just any mutt... A mix of certain breeds. I know for sure I would have Labrador (loyal to those I love), Chihuahua (BIG mouth), Border Collie (my moves... I can dance!), English Mastiff (laziness & size), Chinese Crested (ugly), Jack Russel (random burst of energy), Red Heeler (protective of the ones I love the most) and Rottweiler (tough exterior, with a mushy sensitive inside)..... Not too sure what to call this breed of dog, so I think I'll call it a "Brookhound".