"can you get my squeaky toy for me?"
"OK. where is it?"
"under the couch"
"OK...geez Pancakes...how many toys can you fit under here?"
"i dunno how many are there?"
"Six!"
"well then...six i guess."

And thus began the story of Tall Guy and Zeke Andrew Pancakes.

It started out as a bit of a joke I suppose. I opened a Facebook account and a Twitter account for my dog Zeke. I posted semi-regular interactions between him and I, and much to my surprise everybody played along without even being asked. Everybody treats Zeke as a separate entity and never hints that I may be doing his typing for him.

It's easy to be Zeke. He's a kind hearted innocent who wins every dispute with me. Zeke is my good side, which frees me up to be the skeptical curmudgeon.

Go to Facebook and ask to be his friend, or follow ZAPancakes on Twitter. He loves everybody.