Apparently I have been remiss in properly introducing myself. Lets start over. My name is Bonnie MacKinnon Love of Maitlands Kennel. I will be 2 years old in December. I live in Apollo Beach FL, on the bay south of Tampa. With Puffy the snitch. Wait. That's not his real name. You won't beleive what his real name is....it's WOLVERINE. That's what happens when you let an 8 year old boy name you. How embarrasing. His name evolved from Pupster, to Poopster, to Pooper (which is also on his name tag.....snicker) to Puff. At least I get called Princess by the Mr. SHE calls me Thunder Butt. And I don't think she means it in a nice kind of way.
Now, about the bloggie name. It's one SHE had that she wasn't using. She would send emails to friends about once a month regaling them with what she called Bonnie Tales. One of her friends suggested she blog them. Since this bloggie already existed and was dormant, she just started using it and did not change the name as there are links on various spacey places and it was just too complicated to change. You'll notice at first she did the blogging from her point of view, but then noticed most everyone else blogged from their point of view, so now I gets to do the blogging.
So, Lacie, my middle name isn't Scrappy, although that is a good name for me as I am always scrapping her stuff into itty bitty bits. And I did add a bit of info to the profile for Max. He's so cute. It's a shame he's taken. And so far away.
Now for the Puffalump.....
This is Puffy the Ancient. He is 16.5 years old. Mostly blind, mostly deaf, mostly teefless, mostly grumpy all the time. He is a metrosexual guy. Bit HER once when he was young and lost his....well, you know, THAT part. He has resented me since my sweet little self showed up on the doorstep almost 2 years ago. He is a Malti-Poo. I'd put the emphasis on the poo part. Every now and then I try to drop kick him over the rainbow bridge, but he must have 9 lives or something. He was a bit unkind to me when I was a baby, and I haven't forgotten it yet. The only time I tolerate him in my space is when it's that special girly time, and then I'm just not picky. Any male will do as long as he's breathing.
I do apologize for not introducing myself properly all around. It's all HER fault. She wouldn't know how to do a proper butt sniffy if her life depended on it. Anyways, thanks for letting me be your friend. I've met so many interesting dogs here and really enjoy leaving notes for everyone.
Butt sniffies all around,
Bonnie, the wee Scottie