This FanFic has been modificated… The name "Bruno" has been changed to "Hank" I still can't believe they named that dog, they did cost me a lot of trouble :0S

WARNING: I have a pretty twisted mind (which some of you may already know), so you are about to read some stuff that you may never even think about… And I'm not talking about dirty stuff, this goes beyond there… After all, the dog is the one telling the story.

A/N: First of all I want to give a special thanks to HighRoadS2, you rock! And I hope that you will never get tired of my crazy ideas, cuz there are a lot to come…

Second, I also want to have a special dedication to my dog,Phillip, I love you! And God knows that some of the stuff (if not all) I will write in here are inspired on you!

Third, a special dedication to every GSR that also goes nuts for Bruno, God knows that he has seen and poor thing even heard it all, lucky bastard!

With anything else to say, here it is; the geeks' life through Bruno's eyes…

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Some people call me the luckiest dog on Earth… I may be pretty lucky, but I'm not near the luckiest. What I see and hear inside the walls of my house is private, but I am willing to share it with you, since I think you've earned the right. This is my story...

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"If you want to be picked among the other dogs, you have to act cute and adorable." I told myself when I heard the door bell announcing that a costumer was coming in. It was a couple holding hands, so I decided to give it a try.

"Oh my God, Griss!" The lady said, pulling the gray-haired man toward my cage. "Look at he, he's adorable." she finished, smiling.

"This is it." I thought, and gave her a couple of short barks while shaking my tail.

She couldn't resist petting me, and I took the chance to lick her arm while she did. She just smiled at me, and begged the man to buy me for her.

"I don't know…" The man said, which sounded to me like trouble, I barked a few more times and the man just cocked his eyebrow, so I decided to change my strategy - I rolled over the cage a few times. "If that doesn't work with him, at least it would make her beg more."

"Man that lady is a genius." I thought, looking how she got closer toward him and wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him softly on the lips a couple of times… disgusting… but apparently it worked, because the next thing I knew, Bob was taking me out of the cage and handing me to the lady. Boy I was happy. The lady seemed nice.

Don't get me wrong, though, the man seemed nice as well… after all he didn't let the lady buy me some dog outfits, what a relief. I owe my life to the old man for that. Those outfits are disgusting, more disgusting than two humans kissing.

After buying me food and dog toys and such, my new family and I left for home.

The ride back to my new home was fun. The lady opened the window for me, so I could enjoy the wind on my face. Man that felt good. The only bad part about the ride was watching the man run his hand up and down the woman's leg the whole way back. Gross.

Then I fell asleep in the lady's lap, and the next thing I noticed, we were already home. The lady put me back on the floor, while both of them took my belongings out of the car. I took this opportunity to go and make some inspections around the place.

There were not many interesting things to sniff. They live in an apartment building, but I don't complain, anything is better than that cold cage.

I went back to the car just to find them talking about me being "potty trained", which didn't sound good at all. I then followed them toward the apartment. They live in a high floor, so I got pretty tired after climbing all those stairs.

The man placed a huge basket with a pillow next to their bed, and then he picked me up and placed me on it. "This is where you are going to sleep" he told me. I just wag my tail at him, but then I saw the size of their bed. For what do they need all that space? There must be plenty of room for the two of them and a cute boxer like me, right?

The lady came into the room, and they started to discuss a name for this "handsome boxer", as they called me. I don't want to lose my precious time giving you the list of the horrible names they came up with, so as a recap my name is "Hank", now I wonder, when I will hear theirs?