Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Sunday, July 27, 2008
These are some pictures of last weekend. We went camping in this super sunny place. Good thing we always bring a beach umbrella.
A little doggie like Lorenza (but a boy) came over and slept in the shadow of our tent while his dad was fishing. Can you see him?
I saw a pelican pretty close up in the lake. And a donkey. Cattle. We took some walks and went for a kayak ride. They didn't take any pictures. I helped row and steer.
Friday, July 25, 2008
Hey, I've put on weight. What can I do?
Solid Gold Dancer
Dear Solid Gold,
The way your mom cooks and gives you restaurant food—who wouldn’t put on weight? I’d love
to get fat that way! (If you have any doggie bags—ha, ha,--send them to me!) I think you look cute.
I have got a question, can you help me with it if you don't mind?
Can you tell me how I can escape from my weekly baths?
Poor Huskee Boy (or should I call you Bathtub Boy)
Weekly Baths!!!??? I never heard of anything so bad. That’s torture. Tell your mom I think that’s been outlawed by the Geneva Convention along with water-boarding.
I have to thank Kodak and Abby for giving me this wonderful and beautiful award.
Here is the rules....
1. You have to pick FIVE blogs that you consider deserve this award for creativity, design, interesting material and also contribute to the blogger community regardless of language.
2. Each award has to have the name of the author and a link to his/her blog to be visited.
3. Each award winner has to show the award and put the name and link to the blog that has given him/her the award itself.
4. Award winners and the one who has given the prize have to show the link of the "Arte-y-Pico" blog so everyone will know the origin of the award.
5. In compliance with said RULES, the award winner must show the RULES.
I would like to pass it to Charlie Comet and Blu Poppy and Rusty
I’ve been tagged by Furby and Twister to think of something my parents could do to make me a happy dog....
I’m a pretty happy dog so this took some thinking.
Bones make me happy. I like riding in the car. (Except to the vet and the groomer) Playing with other doggie friends like Avalanche is good. Running around loose is good.
Maybe my humans could move to a place with a yard. But if we had a yard maybe they’d never take me for walkies. My humans are lazy like that.
Maybe getting rid of Arrow would make me a happier doggie.
Pros: Doing more stuff with the humans
Getting all the belly rubs and smooches
Not having to be so bossy all the time
Cons: Not getting yummy treats for pooping and stuff
Not eating canned food sometimes—Arrow poops a lot so we get special stuff
Not having anyone to boss around
That’s about even pro and con. Guess we’ll keep him.
I think I'd be really happy if my humans never went anywhere without taking me. They shouldn’t work. Whenever they go out, they should take me to a fun place. Then I’d be happy all the time.
I'm passing this to Lorenza to see what she wishes for.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Some doggies don’t think Blogal Warming is real. Maybe they live in the North Pole with Santa. Doggies in Pennsylvania, Arizona, New York, Mexico, and lots of places I forget, are way too hot.
What can we do? I like to go away to a cool place in the mountains.
Or get wet. But the humans don’t always listen to me. And sometimes they work. Then I just sleep a lot. Blogal Warming makes me lazy.
Maybe I'm always lazy but it's worse when I'm hot. How hot is it where you are?
Thursday, July 17, 2008
One year since Arrow started occupying our home-- his one year adoption anniversary. We don’t know our barkdays cause when we were adopted the vet said we were about 1. Me, 2 years ago, and Arrow last year.
Arrow came from the same place I did-- Colorado Animal Rescue Effort. They take in animals and keep them till they find homes. It’s out in the country.
My mom found me there. She saw my picture on the internet.
Then last year she saw Arrow’s picture. She thought he would be good company for me.
I really didn’t need any company. I was fine going to the park and playing and then coming home to MY house and MY bones and MY toys. Sorry. This is supposed to be about Arrow.
Arrow is cute. That helps him when he does very bad things. Like run away or eat expensive shoes and throw up. Or pee on things.
A year of Arrow in pictures-- Chewing stuff. Having fun. Wrestling and playing bitey face.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
WHATSSSSSSSSSSSUUPP?! Its me TANNER. I have one question, ok? Mom and Dad took away my HBO channel because like they say it makes me learn words that are SO bad. WTF does that MEAN?! How do I get my HBO back?! I need to watch my shows like Sopranos and my movies like Rocky and Rambo!!!
Sorry I took so long. Blame my mom for not letting me near the computer. And I had to think hard.
We don’t have HBO so I never heard bad words on TV. Must be the weird quiet times on regular stations. You can catch up on your bad words on Murphy Dogg’s blog-- another Boston Terriorist who likes to swear. But I don’t know how you’ll get HBO back. Maybe Netflix can help with movies. Ours are pretty boring.
My pawrents often push me to the bottom of the bed because they say that I snore too loudly and it keeps them awake. I don't understand why I have to sleep by their stinky feet when I have ALLOWED them to sleep in MY bed! What do I do?
I can’t imagine a doggie snoring louder than the humans in my bed! I sleep UNDER the bed to get some peace and quiet.
Maybe you should make them sleep on the floor until they wash their feet.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
The humans dropped Arrow off at City Bark and took me camping. In a town called Rife. I don’t like guns. Scary.
I guarded our campsite.
No outlaws. Just a hungry chipmunk. I showed him who's the boss. Lots of wild animals in Colorado.
I ate human food—eggs and sausages and hamburger! Only camping. I was good and waited under the table. Don’t tell Arrow.
I went on some hikes. Cooled off in the water a few times. Naturally I had to catch up on my sleep.
No shooting. Just boats and fishing and a beach that didn’t allow doggies. I found my own places on the lake to get wet. I don’t need no stinkin’ beaches.
Now I have to catch up on all the doggies bloggies.