I was pondering on this recently when I was sharing a DVD series of cartoons from my youth with my daughter. The cartoon is called Dynomutt and consisted of about 20 episodes back in the mid-1970s. I remember that this was a fun cartoon that I thought my daughter would enjoy as well. However, viewing it now, the grown-up and mature part of me saw a cute concept, but with a pretty thin plot and cheesy dialog. However, the memories stored in my brain from the point of view of a 10-year-old boy, couldn't help but relish this experience and just savor every bit of the experience.
Flashing through the sky, he's a go-go guy!
Stronger than a train, with a so-so brain!
He's fearless, scareless, ..., a little too careless!
Dynomutt ... he's a go-go dog person!