Golden Eyed Boy

This post is an introduction to one of my favorite people, people being relative.  Lex has been a part of my life since I was a Junior in High School. My best friend gave him to me for my birthday.  I had no idea, lol, my dad was very opposed to the idea of another dog at the time, so Lex spent his first night at our house hiding in my shower.  However, the truth came out the next day, and Lex was welcomed in as an official member of our family.

He might not be the smartest dog ever: he pretends not to hear you calling his name, he can't "find the ball" when you ask him, and he often runs as fast as he can the wrong direction when you do throw it for him.  But all of these things are okay because Lex does other things really well.  He keeps the back porch warm and greets all of the new visitors.  He comes to meet me every time I pull up (and he used to wait for us to get off the bus, but those days are long since gone).  He races cars down the driveway--literally racing side-by-side, not chasing, he's too fast to chase.    

But more than anything else, Lex is good at just being chill.  This makes him an invaluable companion for late night walks, stargazing, sunbathing, and everything in-between.  

Three tennis balls = happiest boy ever