Friday, December 26, 2008

Hi From Arrow

I’ve been spending less time with my bossy brother Deefor.

He’s gone snowboarding while I chill in Denver with Justin. Very peaceful. I have ALL the toys and chews. Anywhere in the house.

I went to the doggie park without Deefor yesterday. He tried to bite (he likes to say “nip”) a few people and he’s banned till they can put a muzzle on him! I love wrestling and playing bitey face with the Deef.
But when I’m alone I make new friends.

I met some great doggies. I know these guys.

And I met them before too. Deefor growls at one of them but I’m Mr. Congeniality.

Tried to impress some of the ladies.

Then a little green car started racing all over the park and we all chased it.

I almost caught it. The man who owned it wouldn’t let us have it. See me trying to get it.

After about 20 minutes of that my mom and Justin rounded me up. I was pretty pooped.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Holiday Wishes

It’s Christmas Eve here in Colorado. I want to share some good things for Christmas. I’m not a religious doggie. But I can be nice for Christmas or whatever holidays you are celebrating. (Or not celebrating.)

Good news about Micheal Vick’s doggies. Thanks to Dogtown and lots of other people folks are learning that doggies are nice if they are treated nice. (I’m not always nice. And I’m treated pretty nice. Except when it comes to grooming.)

For Christmas my humans ordered this calendar for me from the Sula Foundation. I can look at doggies when I want to know what day it is. (Who cares really?) But I like the pictures. What a smile! And my humans get to help some doggies who need help. A woof woof situation if you ask me.

My cards are the best gift. I can look at my doggie friends all year! And make some new friends. Doggies all over the world. Pawsome. Even Arrow knows they are great. He doesn’t even chew them! I will put them up here soon if my mom cooperates.

My mom hasn’t done a lot of visiting bloggies lately. Now most of the Christmas stuff is done. If I don’t visit you before Christmas—specially if you’re in another time zone and a day or two ahead—Fleas Navidad, Furry Christmas, Happy Hanukah, and hope you all get some treats and food from the table!

And from me too. Arrow

Tuesday, December 16, 2008


I didn’t let my mom use the computer till ALL the cards were mailed.

She tried to get us to help lick them. I was too sleepy.

Then she got busy. We had bunches of snow here and in the mountains.

It’s hard to find a good place to pee in snow.

My mom tried to take pictures of us for cards.

Finally she gave up and used an old picture.

We’re not good models. (Especially Arrow. He looks cute but he's a wild man.)

I’ve been getting lots of cards every day! I want to visit everyone soon. All the love from doggies (and kitties) around the world.

Friday, December 5, 2008

Grrrrr Humbug

At times I know I bite the hand that feeds me. But only when there’s a wire brush in it. Or it’s in my mouth pulling out a chicken bone.

Most of the time I am very patient and easy to get along with. Most of the time. I’m not a critical doggie—only when it comes to really bad food. Most of the time I take things as they come.

But doggie cards are very important. My mom has bad habits. Get everything done. Or nothing. Very last minute.

I am getting cards in the mail now. (Thanks so much) And in my email. (That’s fine even though it says no e-cards on the list. SHE must have made a mistake putting my name in!) Thanks Charlie for your fabulous multi-media card!

But do WE have cards to send? No! Finally my mom ordered some. Late! They’re not here yet!!!! Today she made some for our doggie friends in other countries so you won’t get them in April!! And she made an e-card for doggies who prefer that.

This is for all the doggies who may never get a card from me!

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Secretary of Treats

We had a yummy Thanksgiving. Me and Arrow got our own plate with all the stuff on it. And we helped finish off the leftovers.

I was upset by something Obama said. He was on TV talking about what kind of doggie he'll get. Barbara Walters, the TV interviewer has a Havanese doggie named Cha Cha Cha—Cha Cha for short. A few people told me I look like one of those doggies.

I don’t care if I’m a Havanese or a look-alike mystery mix, but when Barbara suggested they get a Havanese, Obama didn't like the idea. He said he didn’t want a “girly dog”! who “sits in your lap”! And yaps!

I’m OK with the lap thing. I bet if I sat in Obama’s lap he wouldn’t mind. (Also I don’t bark much and I never Yap. He’s got me confused with Arrow.)

No offense to Lorenza and Asta and Abby and all the wonderful girlie doggies I know. I love girlie doggies. But I’m not one. I may look furry but I’m no girlie doggie! I put up some very macho pictures of me to prove it. Just ask Arrow if I’m a girlie doggie.

I found a picture of Cha Cha and a strange resemblance. We look different. But we’re both very intelligent.


I wonder if Obama has a place in his cabinet for a smart doggie? I love cabinets. I could be Secretary of Treats.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Happy Thanksgiving!

There’s a giant turkey in our fridge. Arrow saw it first. It's so big some of it must be for us.

I’m discreet. That means I don’t go on the table or in the fridge when anyone’s looking.

There’s more stuff too. I’m Thankful for my family and yummy turkey. I’m even thankful for Arrow.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Good Dogs Bad Dogs

Another weekend without Arrow. Very relaxing. And Swiss cheesy if you know what I mean. (My bearded owner likes to break the don’t put doggies on your lap at the table and feed them rule!)

I was so good. Didn’t go into the garbage. Even if it smelled like chicken. Walked up and down the scary stairs by myself. (Being carried is scarier.)

Meanwhile Arrow was a good boy in Denver with Justin. Arrow played with Justin and walked him and let him sleep in the bed. (Arrow keeps his favorite bones in bed. He is not good about sharing.)

We both slept a lot. Then I came home. Fighting over bones. Toys. Chews.

Wrestling. Making the humans crazy. Are we better separate? Or together?

Sunday, November 16, 2008


Some doggies wondered what the big smelly thing I ate was. Sorry. I don’t know. It was lumpy and pretty flat. And grayish brown. And smelled and tasted good. My mom worried that it was dried wild animal poop—a mountain delicacy like the treats deer leave. Maybe it was some dried food. Like an old hamburger turned to jerky. Maybe a little of both. I’m getting hungry just writing about it.

Another trip to the doggie park.

I get to look around.

Arrow travels in the cage cause he might get carsick. He refused to look at the camera. (He's embarrassed.)

I have been real sociable at the doggie park. I only growl a little bit sometimes. To make sure the doggies don’t pick on me.

Mostly I play with them. It was getting dark and I'm blurry— but what an action shot!

And we do a lot of smelling.

This is a park where my humans go to play.

I don't ski or ride. I stay home and chill.

Friday, November 14, 2008

Arrow's Magazine Reviws

I have been checking out some of the magazines around here. I strongly recommend Bark for the doggie pictures and the tasty cards that fall out of it. These cards make a wonderful mess and can be eaten if you chew them enough. I suggest washing them down with some chilled water.

The New Yorker, on the other paw, has more substance. Hardly any pictures of doggies or even humans. But the pages are very tasty. They are a little slippery and shred nicely. If you are extremely hungry, the cover makes a good snack. But for making confetti to decorate the carpet—it’s my favorite.

We sometimes have newspapers lying around too. They are very shredible in a pinch. But for a truly satisfying experience, I recommend magazines!

Sunday, November 9, 2008

I Don't Like it

I’m afraid to go up and down the stairs. It’s embarrassing. I have to be carried up and down. I don’t like being carried. What if they drop me? Why didn’t my humans get a normal place?

We moved to the mountains for the weekends. Closer to snow-riding. My humans obsession. That and eating.

To make up for the stairs, my humans gave me a treat. I think it's a stuffed hoof.

I hid it. Arrow stayed in Denver with Justin. I don’t think my humans mentioned they had two doggies. They’ll just sneak him in later and hope he doesn’t bark.

Lots of deer were on the lawn when we left.

Arrow ate my treat when we got home. (I didn’t really like it.) Besides, I’m full from eating a big smelly thing on my walkie.