August 8, 2005 Malibu My Daddy Was My Mommas Baby Boy October 8, 2005
My name is Malice. Although, since I'm suuchhh a big preppie perfectionist, my mommy calls me Malibu. I have a biiggg thing with ducks. Plastic. I wouldn't touch those filthy live things. I am a great example of how obvious it is that just the name Rottie brings fear in people. Did that make sense? What I meant to say is that I love everyone. Everyone doesn't love me though...juussttt because I'm a Rottweiler. They never take the time to get to know me. Pah.
I'm a serial charmer and always happy to meet new dog and human pals with a waggin' nub.
Sit, Down, Shake, Ally oop! (up), Skat (into another room) Air freshener cans. I wanna rip 'em to shreds. Inside. In moms lap. I'm not really the "walking" type. Right next to the burning trash cans outside. Makes it easy for disposal. Anything. Especially those little chewie bacon looking things. Oh gawwwddd. Mm. My plastic duck that I found out in the pond once.
