Hi! My name is Morfit, and I have taken it upon myself to tell you all about me. I happen to be a dog. A sheep dog, I might add. Not a hot dog as I have so rudely been referred to in the past. My meager, yet interesting existence is quite often complicated by the fact that I happen to be the mascot of the Westerner. That's the school paper. (If you want to call it that.) The school being Maine Township High School West. Institutions don't come any finer. As mascot I am allowed to roam freely about the building at all times. It's really quite exciting. Especially biology class ‑ just before lunch.

Why I remember the time, Oh well, I won't go into that just yet. First things first as I always say, and that first is me.

But to continue with my tale. I've made many friends here. I'll even get to sit with the lettermen at all the games. I'll tell you about them some other time, but for now, let me enlighten you further in the paths of yours truly. The life of an average dog is rather dull, but let me remind you that I am no ordinary dog. I'm cool. I don't like to do the things that ordinary, mediocre curs do: digging up bones, burying bones, and chewing on bones (gossip). I like to cool it. I guess that's why I chose the job as paper mascot. Although at times it gets a little rough competing with all the other mascots, one in particular ‑ I'm usually. able to stand my ground and they fail miserably. After all, how could one lose with a name like Morfit.

Sorry gang, I have to shag. Here comes the Warrior with his tomahawk and he's heading straight for me!

See ya around...
Morfit.