Two wild and crazy guys...

My mom was going through some of her old pictures and found this photo of me and Justin which was taken back in August of 1998! Wow... that was ten years ago which means I was 3 years old and Justin was 14. Boy, those were the good ol' days... no cats to drive me crazy and Taz and I would get to go for car rides everyday when we took Justin to school in the morning. I was always good about riding in the car but Taz was a bad boy. Taz would hunker down in the backseat and as soon as an unsuspecting kid would walk by he would stick his head out the window and "RAR! RAR! RAR!" bark furiously until the kid ran away. Taz actually made a little boy fall off of his bicycle once by doing that. My poor mom felt so bad and tried to reassure the boy (while she was picking him up from the ground) that Taz meant no harm and it was just his way of saying hello. I don't think the little boy was buying it (mainly because Taz was still barking out the window)... all I remember is that the boy jumped on his bike and sped off really fast! There was another time when Taz scared the bejeezus out of a couple of toll road workers but I'll save that story for another day. Hmmm... I think I hear my mom opening up a bag of Pup-Peroni's in the kitchen... gotta go!