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Tommy and Maddie obviously do not get along, but he has become quite my buddy the past several months despite the hatred my favorite girl shares with him.

Whenever I go to Mike's house, I will walk through the courtyard and Tommy will be on the porch howling that I have arrived. He runs inside and waits for me at the door and then continues his excitement by doing his typical "superdog" (a.k.a. him running back and forth barking). We play together and I will typically throw his stuffing-free piggy and squirrel as many times as he wants. He did break my Tiffany ball bracelet the other day by catching his tooth on it, but for the most part he is a gentle giant and keeps my personal belongings completely intact. We take walks, go to the beach and play catch. Of course, most of the time we are with our other family member and the three of us make quite the happy family. We just have to remember we have a little gal back home that can't come as her brother would definitely eat her.

To the left is a picture of me and my favorite pooch on my 25th birthday. He was a good sport and let us tie the Pasquale's balloon to his neck for the duration of my tiny family party!