sweet love and monkey madness

i would like my name to be Big Wild Dog Monkey. 

good name, yeah?

i am getting bigger every day and i think i think bigger is important.  elise has to squeeze to feel my hip bones now and she can give me big ruff scruffle pets because i actually have filled out enough that she's doesn't feel like it hurts to pet me.  so that's the Big part.

wild? well, let's just say i have a bit of the jungle in me.  i take very little notice of things like furniture and glasses of water sitting on a coffee table or other such silliness.  i jump, bound, leap, fling, and fly.  c'mon, folks, this is the good life.  i looooooove it.  i love the times to go outside and then the times to come back in and eat yummies.  so many times to love, no reason not to rush to each one. 

elise is making me sit and give eye contact for everything though. which really puts a damper on my Wild routine.  geez oh weez. 

monkey.  well, i am just a gangly creature and maybe i remind myself of a Monkey.  in a GOOD way!

so, my first family named me Mac.  not sure where that came from.  my foster family named me Halcyon.  really, a pretty name, a noble attempt at deep thoughts and definition but a name for me?  nah.....

Big Wild Dog Monkey?  that's my vote. 

what's your vote?  maybe i have a forever family out there that can come up with a better name??

elise says:  Puhhh-LEASE!!!!!!