Ernest, the dog I call kin
I write about him plenty.
I spend most all of my time with him.
He goes most everywhere I go (or, rather I go most everywhere he goes).
So, it makes sense to devote a special spot to this special being.
He's Ernest (with too many nicknames to count).
He's big. He's fluffy. He's funny. He sometimes howls. He sometimes smiles.
He loves kids. He does not like balloons.
He is likely not part wolf but we really don't know (and enjoy the mystery of it all).
His mama was found pregnant roaming the streets of West Seattle. She's a Malamute Husky mix.
Things shouted out of open car windows....
"What a beautiful dog that issssssssssss!!!"
"What kind of dog is heeeeeeee?"
"OH MY GOSH I'VE NEVER SEEN A DOG THAT BEAUTIFUL."
If you'd like to say hello to Ernest, email email@example.com.
He might send you another glamor shot back.