Nickname: Holmes, The Inspector, Captain Braveheart, The Great Detective, Old Chum
As an 85 lb German Shepard mix, I have a lot of things to be afraid of and it can be tough keeping a watchful eye on them all. Because things are constantly out to get me, I keep one ear to the ground and am prepared to run away from-uh-I mean stand up to any startling noise or mysterious shadow that crosses my path. Dreams/Aspirations:To write a series of novellas based on my experiences as a fearless detective working under the professional moniker Inspector Reginald Forsythe.
Too awesome for a Nickname
I provide emotional support and protection for Rodney when he is confused or afraid (pretty much a full-time gig). When investigating a mystery, I'm the first to enter an abandoned warehouse/mine shaft/haunted attic (though he will take the credit in his stories). I also possess telepathic powers. Dreams/Aspirations: As an amazingly gorgeous specimen of canine perfection capable of telepathy, the world is already at my paws. Soon I will control a legion of minions who will set forth to destroy all vacuum cleaners. Look, don't tell Rodney about the telepathy or the minions - it will frighten him. Although he will be relieved to hear about the vacuums.
The current (and growing) list:
Nintendo Wii Bowling
Power Tools (they don't even need to be turned on)
Pirates (For sure on TV. Safe to assume real-life)
Lawn Ornaments (everything from tiny garden gnomes to inflatable holiday monstrosities)
Like a Jedi, I will ensnare your mind with my supernatural powers. ~ You will allow me to sit on the couch. ~ You will bring me a hot dog. ~ I can go about my business. Move along. No, wait...you want to stay home from work and play frisbee...