My dog, er... my parent's dog, er.... our family dog (?!?!) complained that there is not a single picture of him appearing in the blog. Ever. Since it started. He went back and checked. All. The. Posts.
So, without further ado, I would like to introduce a Jack Russel Terrier named, Marty:
This is a puppy Marty. He was not very hairy.
This was a former favorite past time of Marty's and my dad: Beer, cheese and crackers.
Marty likes to drive. He's not an angry driver either.
Marty "took" my very first stuffed bunny from my first Easter. Marty still has it now. He would lay on 'Bun-bun' and sleep. Silly.
When Mr. ST and I were in our 'long-distance' phase and saw each other every other weekend, this is where we stayed at my parent's house: blow up mattress in the living room. Marty liked to come down for breakfast, eat, then go back to bed on the air mattress. He is also a cover hog. True story.
This is Marty and I at the Outer Banks. He loves the beach.
Marty is also an avid cyclist. He loves the wind in his face, smelling all those wonderful smells.
This is Marty cheering on daddy at his last race in April. Marty is an excellent cheerleader.
This is the most recent picture of Marty from Father's Day. If you look closely, you will see Marty only has one eye. The cataracts got so bad that it was best to take the eye. Marty is also now blind in the other one. So, Marty needs a seeing eye person all the time. He still goes for his walk every day though and bikes once a week.
Fun Fact: Marty was my senior year of high school research paper subject: People and the emotional connection to pets. I convinced the principal to allow me to have Marty in class. I wanted to surprise my teacher too. My dad brought Marty to school (thank goodness English was 1st period), waited in the hall, I opened the door when it came time for my "visual" and let Marty into the classroom. I got the only A+ of the class. It is still a great memory.
