Random Musings of a Denver Dog

Taking Time to Smell the Flowers-- And pee on them!

2011-07-29T10:29:00.009-06:00

Some places we hike have lots of smelly wild flowers this time of year. And we water them.

They keep us on the leashes like slaves. It's cause of Arrow. Only the more normal doggies walk free and don't go crazy. (I hate you labs and goldens and especially the really sane border collies-- not always, just hiking.)

Arrow would run off if he could. And I'd follow him. He wants to run to the lake. NOW!

This is a special path that's good for doggies with no bikes and lots of flowers.

A picture for all of the sweating doggies in the dogosphere. Sometimes we still find snow but it's melting fast.

Summer Days

2011-07-05T18:08:00.009-06:00

We've been hiking. And swimming.

The humans decided to take us with them. They thought we were too little to hike. But we're tough. We hiked up Loveland Pass where we rolled in snow.

We hiked to a lake with lizards in it.

We saw July 4th skiers and riders at A Basin. If you bigify the picture you can see them too. (They kinda look like ants but they're really humans)

Kibble Helper

2011-06-07T10:34:00.009-06:00

It's time to eat. We're ready. I think my breakfast is more important than your chai tea.

It's with a tear and a smile that I remember Joe Stains and celebrate his amazing life with hamburger. Sorry Joe, Arrow can't have cheese (guess why-- it has to do with poop) and my humans have this sick idea of fairness.

I was gone from bloggydom all winter cause my mom worked in the mountains and only saw me on weekends. I stayed in Denver. My bearded owner felt sorry for me and Arrow eating our dry food. He started mixing stuff in. Stuff he likes. Like pieces of ham or hot dogs. (Not made from doggies.)

But mostly hamburger! He cooks it and keeps it in the magic box. For me! This is how it starts. (Notice that Arrow always gets more.)

The he breaks it up into little pieces. (Still looks like Arrow has more)

And mixes it with kibble.

It's not McDonald's. It's not a cheeseyburger. But it's a yummy breakfast.

Even if he does get more.

Doggy Day Afternoon

2011-05-31T10:52:00.015-06:00

We go to the desert dog park a lot. Mostly early. But sometimes it's still cool in the afternoon. It's my rehab-- group therapy.

I am very nice most of the time. Arrow's the problem.

Arrow has such bad manners. Some of the doggies signed a petition to bar Arrow but then one peed on it.

Our photographer Justin! I'm in his shadow.

Here's the gate. Time to get a treat.

P.S. I saw this and I thought Deefor had been cloned!!! Three Deefors!! But they smelled better.

Arrow

Chasing Arrow (alias Houdini)

2011-05-24T08:12:00.006-06:00

On my morning walkie today, Arrow escaped! No pictures of his adventure cause my mom was busy going crazy trying to get him-- holding out mega treats and calling him a Good Boy in baby talk! It started with a cat. We both barked a lot and suddenly my mom was just holding his leash. His harness was open and he was gone!!!

Who me?

He squeezed under a fence and had the cat cornered in a cellar window! The cat sprang up and ran, but Arrow was after it. Back under the fence, across the street and up on someone's porch.

Then a man with a little doggie was walking down the street. My mom asked him to grab Arrow when he came over to his doggie and it worked. Arrow can't resist smelling a new tail. Back on his leash.

Arrow's harness looks OK but he opened it when he saw the cat. He won't tell me how he did it. Wish he could teach me how to open the nose leash.

Steamboat

2010-08-09T11:31:00.006-06:00

I went camping with Zoren and Zelda (his mom). Zoren's my humans' grandson! He was very nice and even took me for walkies!

Here he is with a camera and I'm showing off my ace bandage.

And swimming with his mom.

I took my bearded owner (Grampa!) for a walkie too. We were a little sad cause lots of trees are gone. These bad beetles killed them and now the park cut them all down so they don't fall on campers. This used to be a really shady place. They are planting tiny new ones. It's still a really pretty.

p.s. I am all better now. No stitches. No bandage. Thanks again for all the good wags and crossed paws. I know they helped a lot.

Lump Update

2010-07-31T08:01:00.006-06:00

Thanks to everydog and especially DWB for all the crossed paws and good vibes and doggy power. One lump was fat and that was easy. (No more whipped cream on my white chocolate mocha lattes!) The other was different and I have lots of stitches.

They wrap me up so I can't scratch them and chew on them. The lab report (guess those labs are everywhere-- even working for the vet!) said I have an infection and I am getting medicine. Hope it's all gone soon.

Arrow has been looking out for me. Not a really good nurse like Asta, but he lets me sit in his favorite chair. I feel fine except for the itchy stitchies.

Lots of love and thanks.

p.s. Don't tell Arrow but I'm going camping! He's going to City Bark Denver the place for dogs who bark too much and drive everyone crazy. You can check on him. Just go to the web-cam for Denver.

Lumpy

2010-07-22T06:57:00.005-06:00

When I was getting my special scratchies a last week, my bearded owner found some lumps. Not the usual I-hate-the-brush lumps of fur. One is big and flat, and the vet said it could be a fat lump. Fat lump!!! I am not fat! The other one is small and she's not sure what it is. I think it's those really old treats I couldn't chew up.

The vet is going to take them off Monday.

My personal trainer Arrow is still working me hard as ever. I'm giving him sleeping lessons.

Camping Without Arrow

2010-07-06T07:20:00.011-06:00

I managed to get away for a little R & R. That stands for Roaming and Real Food. Or Camping!

Time away from my Personal Torturer. Arrow can't go cause he barks a lot. I just curl up in the sleeping bag and keep quiet. I saw a deer. I got to eat hot dogs (what a name! not made with real doggies) and breakfast mix-ins. Not counting all the stuff that "falls" on the ground.

There was a lot of napping.

Do you have to always disturb me with the camera?

Cooling off on a hike.

And waiting

. . .and waiting to get going.

Finally home to rest up.

Personal Trainer

2010-06-28T22:12:00.017-06:00

It's me. Arrow. If I don't do this Nobody will! Everyone is lazy. Specially Deefor.

Taken over MY chair.

Sleeps his life away.

Lays around-- Even at the doggy park!

Deefor is turning into an old man. I have appointed myself his personal trainer.

I make sure he gets off his tail.

And gets a little exercise.

I'll see if I can wake him up to visit all the doggy blogs. (I'm available for other lazy doggies too.)

It's Over!

2010-05-04T07:45:00.005-06:00

At Last! Snowboard season is over!! When Loveland closes, my humans quit for a few months. It was a snowy ending.

Bye snowboards! Hello weekends!

Trips to giant doggy parks filled with mud! Swimming and growling! Running wild! Hiking and barking!

Wordy Wednesday

2010-04-13T23:18:00.007-06:00

It's been a long time. I blame the humans. Then there was a time when me and Arrow were playing chase and knocked the laptop off the table. . . Very bad place for a laptop. (Now we got a doggy proof one with a magnet plug.)

Some before pictures. A little knotty. My reggae look.

I can't be wordless but I sure am hairless.

My mom decided I would look better as a schnauzer. Works for me. No brushing.

Dancing Deefor

2010-02-07T20:32:00.004-07:00

I missed Mangominster. (sniff) I voted but my blogmaster mom didn't send any pictures of me! Ditto the Train Your Human Contest. (sniff sniff) So I'm sharing a video of my bearded owner's latest trick. He's giving me and Arrow treats at the same time!

(Almost) Wordless Wednesday

2010-02-03T14:54:00.002-07:00

Arrow's ready to shred more than socks!

Sorting Socks

2010-01-30T19:15:00.006-07:00

My humans are too busy to blog lately. Hmph. Not too busy to snowboard! Or go to work all day! Or watch stupid stuff on TV! Here I help them with that. Change the channel. I don't like Leno. I wanna watch Dogtown.

Me and Arrow have been real busy too. They leave us home and go shredding and we sort the socks.

It's really MY job and I am in charge of it.

Try to tell that to Arrow.

But he is really good at finding the socks with really big holes. I wonder how he does it.

Crochet String Bag (and stuff)

2010-01-05T11:40:00.013-07:00

Our snowy park....

We have been very lazy about blogging. My mom says now that the holidays are over, she will help me do a better job. (sigh)

She went to visit our human sister and nephew who is very cute. And she was busy with work and snowboarding. And our walkies and stuff.

My mom has a new camera. It can't take pictures of me! Here's half of me. (And all of you-know-who)

Arrow has been busy. My mom was fooling around with some yarn when she saw this on the floor. Arrow likes to pre-chew the napkins before they get washed. Tasty.

Arrow tried to look innocent. Who me? I'm just staring out the window.

Now my mom is going to invade my blog and post a crochet pattern for a grocery bag. So all of you crocheting doggies can have something to do. (Hope you have really good eyes or can bigify it)

Stealing Stuff and Presents!

2009-12-16T06:03:00.011-07:00

I stole this award from Deefor. Thought the world would like to know more about me.

Five things that I like to do (not in any special order)

1. Chew tissues

2. Run around in the doggy park

3. Pee on stuff

4. Take whatever toy or bone Deefor's chewing

5. Check out the table

Yesterday my mom was eating some chicken for lunch. I peed on the rug right in front of her. She jumped up from the table and started cleaning it. (And said lots of mean stuff to me) She ran upstairs for some cleaner and-- FORGOT ABOUT HER CHICKEN!!!

My mom was very upset. She has this thing about me not eating yummy lemon pepper rotisserie chicken with the skin and bones on the table. And she doesn't like pee on the rug. Deefor was mad at me too. Mom took so much time being mad that our walkie was real short. And he didn't get any chicken. He slept through the whole chicken stealing part.

This was not a plan. I just looked at the big leather thing and decided to pee on it. I'm kinda short so it only went on the rug. But I seized the opportunity. It could be a plan. . . . next time.

We got this beautiful present from LeLe and Trish-- the Airechicks! Nice doggy box.

A book by a doggy named Max and lots of other nice stuff and yellow papers to chew up.

And this neckerchief. How did they know? Red is my color!

Me and The Deef want to wish all our blogging buddies a Merry Christmas, Happy Kwanzaa, Wonderful Holiday, and Happy New Year. And hope Chanukah was great too! I hope you all get lots of yummy treats from the table and lots of belly rubs.

Hi From Denver

2009-12-10T10:42:00.007-07:00

Here's Arrow chewing a chew chew and a tissue at the same time! Very talented.

I got an award from Chewy!

Here are the terms of this award:

1. Publish a post on your blog referring to who awarded you

2. Share 5 things you like to do.

3. Share or pass this award to 10 friends

Five Things I like to do

1. Sleep under the bed.

2. Growl at Arrow

3. Eat Zukes treats

4. Growl at Arrow-- oops said that already-- Wrestle with Arrow

5. Lick my bearded owner

Please help yourself to this award.

It's been cold and snowy in Denver so me and Arrow wore our coats.

Me in my hoodie.

Arrow in his fleece coat.

Recipe: Eggs Deefor

2009-11-18T07:45:00.007-07:00

Our own bearded Martha Stewart will show you how to prepare this delicacy.

It starts out as breakfast for the humans.

Mix up what the humans don't eat. Mmmmm. Sausage!

Add kibble to the leftovers.

Blend.

Make sure you're not giving more to Arrow!

Enjoy!

Exclusive Interview

2009-11-10T21:00:00.004-07:00

Arrow complains a lot about not being on MY blog very much. Here's his chance. I interviewed him:

Deefor: Why are you such a pain in the butt?

Arrow: I'm just not a sleep-my-life away type doggy. I need a little fun. I get antsy.

Deefor: What's with the barking?

Arrow: I bark for a reason. When I want more treats in the ball. When I want my bone back. When I want someone to get the treat ball out from under the couch. When I want some more treats in the ball. When I want the humans to go up to bed so I can too. When I want more treats in the ball----

Deefor: I get the picture. You sure have them trained. How do you do it?

Arrow: Two ways. First I use my cuteness. Not every doggy could get away with it. Second I don't do stuff without treats. It's called no free sits in human training terms. I even get a treat when I poop outside.

Deefor: True. I get a lot more treats since you moved in. What about the peeing on the rug?

Arrow: This is a very negative interview. Some things are personal. I thought you were going to be pawfessional.

Deefor: OK. OK. What's your favorite toy?

Arrow: I love my sqeaky bird. I can hold the whole thing in my mouth. Then it gets crazy squeaking. You can throw it like a ball too. Next to that-- the toilet paper. It doesn't squeak but it makes cool noises when you beat it up.

Deefor: Favorite chew?

Arrow: Hard question. I like the cowboy boots a lot. But now they're always on top of the closet. They sprayed sour stuff on the magazine rack. What's left of it! I guess it's whichever bone you have.

Deefor: Favorite treats?

Arrow: Whatever is stuffed in one of my treat balls. And hot dogs for poop treats.

Deefor: Thanks for sharing.

Paw It Forward! From Mango!

2009-11-05T23:00:00.002-07:00

We found a present on our deck! From Mango! His picture was on it! And a great card!

Arrow smelled treats!

He sent us antlers! We always see deer. I always wanted to taste the horns! Very good.

I like to take my favorite stuff (and Arrow's too) to my stash upstairs.

Some of our favorite fishy treats. The smelly ones are the best.

Toys! A very squeaky lamb and a new blue cuz! I counted the sheep and got sleepy.

He doubles as a pillow!

Thanks again Mango! If you want to Paw it Forward email me with your snail mail address at Deefordog@gmail.com and I'll send you a surprise. When you tell about it on your blog, ask for doggies who want to play and paw it forward.

(Arrow says thanks too. I'm sharing)

Bunches of Snow

2009-10-29T17:51:00.009-06:00

My mom lost her internet for a few days (and got really lazy for a few more).

Winter is in a hurry this year. It got cold fast and lots of leaves turned brown and fell. Some are covered with snow now!

Getting first tracks in the park!

He thinks he looks cute. Arrow loves to stick his nose in it and smell stuff.

I think he found pee mail from Pica! Haven't seen her in ages.

Had to leave some pee mail of my own!

He also jumps in it and rolls in it. He thinks he's a husky like Kyra! Maybe I can get a little sled and let him pull me around.

W***less Wednesday

2009-10-21T07:25:00.001-06:00

Almost a Yard

2009-10-18T07:31:00.003-06:00

On weekends we have a pretty big jail to go out on. (It has a gate so no escaping.)

Arrow loves to put his head through the bars. I stop at the nose. Too scary looking down.

Arrow is also likes to bark his head off.

This is what he's barking at.

Wordless Wednesday

2009-10-13T22:40:00.002-06:00

Dreaming

2009-10-09T06:57:00.007-06:00

My Wednesday picture was from camping. My bearded owner was making Eggs Deefor-- kibble and eggs. (Almost as good as Eggs Bone-addict!) I dreamed about camping last night. Camping is when Arrow stays home and the humans share their food.

All the yummy food. Even watermelon!

And shakes.

Snow season is starting and that means a lot of food too. When we aren't in our regular house, they almost forget we're doggies.

Wordless Wednesday

2009-10-07T14:32:00.002-06:00

Fall

2009-10-04T14:12:00.009-06:00

Me and Arrow were playing at the doggie park and someone took some very nice pictures of us and our friends. (You can tell it's not my mom) Really captures the spirit of the doggie park.

Running

Playing Bitey Ear

Arrow-- playing with the labs. They love to play.

Quebec, showing off her tongue. She was found wandering Quebec Street. When no one wanted her she got a new forever home-- and a classy collar.

Tally. Named for Metallica. Arrow's in love with her but she plays the park.

My good pal Oscar. I growled at him the first time I smelled him, but now we're friends.

My humans had to check out the snow situation in the mountains. There was a little and some places are making more snow!

The mountains have aspen trees and the leaves turn yellow-- aspen gold. Here are a few that were left.

Wordless Walkie Wednesday (dog's eye view)

2009-09-30T14:08:00.003-06:00

A Tale of Two Doggie Parks

2009-09-27T21:21:00.009-06:00

Last week we went to Cherry Creek State Park. It has a doggie area we like. We love running down the paths from the parking lot to the creek.

Then we chase each other in and out of the creek. Playing bitey mouth and dancing.

My bearded owner likes to walk in the creek while we run around. Arrow sometimes disappears hunting stuff. But he comes back for treatsies.

This weekend we went to Chatfield State Park doggie section. It’s mostly two ponds that you can run around and jump in and out of.

We both got wet.

And ran around.

Arrow thought this cat tail (not a real cat-- just a plant) was a corn dog (not a real dog-- just food) and chewed it apart.

In the end we love both places.

Daily Life

2009-09-19T09:30:00.009-06:00

Me and Arrow go to the desert doggy park almost every morning! It’s almost all sand and we like it that way.

We don’t have good pictures because we run around a lot and my mom forgets to take the camera most days. I am trying to train her by giving her chai tea when she brings the camera (and actually remembers to take it out of her pocket.) She loves chai tea almost as much as I love Zukes treats and pieces of hot dog.

And we take walkies in the hood. Here I am looking dorky in my nose leash. No wonder the ladies ignore me.

And there’s the free spirit on his stretchy leash. What a show-off! I hate him! He says he trained mom to use it by walking behind her. I tried but I couldn’t do it. Whenever I’m on that leash, I have to see how far I can go.

This is one of the classier places to pee in Denver.

Wordless Wednesday

2009-09-16T00:30:00.000-06:00

Peeing-Eye Dog

2009-09-11T12:17:00.008-06:00

Revisiting a disgusting subject—Arrow.

The Arrow never understood about only peeing outside. Finally he mostly peed upstairs on a rug. At first when we tried pee pads, he only ate them. Little by little my mom put pee pads over the disgusting rug till he started using them. Then she threw away the rug and put down tons of pee pads. First 8. Then 6. Now 4.

Yesterday, I was just sitting upstairs minding my bones when Arrow came up and missed the pee pads again! It’s still a giant area but Arrow misses a lot. Sometimes he’s half on the pad. Adding a little Eau d’Arrow to the rug. Something that really upsets my mom.

She starts thinking about getting new carpeting. But Arrow peeing on new carpeting makes her more upset. And thinking about life in some distant future without Arrow but with new carpeting makes her even more upset. (That will never happen because my humans are pretty old so Arrow and me will redecorate when they’re gone. Now I’m getting upset.)

While my mom was crying over carpets and pee pads, I came up with a solution. I have NO trouble figuring out where to pee. (OUTSIDE!) And IF I used the pee pads I would never miss.

Arrow needs a Peeing-Eye Dog and I could do the job! I’d just grab him and lead him to the middle of a pee pad. Maybe there’s a need for Peeing-Eye Doggies in other smelly houses. I bet I could train them all!

Pee S. Censorship!! I had more graphic pictures of the Arrow's misses but my mom refused to post them!

Wordless Wednesday

2009-09-09T07:35:00.000-06:00

Pretty Yummy Being Green

2009-09-07T10:48:00.007-06:00

My mom visited our little nephew again. Here he is in his art studio showing his mom his technique.

Being green. Arrow and me are saving energy. No need to vacuum the rug in the kitchen. We are quieter and do a much better job.

Especially after the messy baker mom makes pie crust! I have the crevice tool thing down.

We rested up after all that hard work.

Here's Arrow frying his brain.

P.S. To answer some questions about Arrow and the butter. He didn't get sick at all! He just had a buttery smell and a really shiny nose. Amazing since normal doggy food gives him the poops. Guess he needs to go on the butter diet.

Yummy Award

2009-09-03T13:06:00.005-06:00

Here are the Rules...

When accepting this award, you must blog about the food you have stolen when your humans were not watching...If you have never stolen any food, you must be a really good pup!! You can accept this yummy tray of cookies as your reward! Next add the logo of this award to your Blog (optional), then nominate at least 5 other furry blogs and let them know by leaving a message on their Blogs...

I have to thank Lorenza and Yoshi and Cody for giving me this great award.

I am a “cat” burglar... slow and subtle. I don’t jump on the table when humans are looking. I wait for the right moment. I only jump on the table when no one is around.

There’s the time I found a TV dinner (you can read the full story) right on the floor one night cause my mom forgot to put away a bag of groceries! They really don’t need to be cooked. I always find stuff on the street. Chicken bones and even some sausages! And we lick cone crumbs and spilled ice cream at Lik's down the street.

IArrow will steal anything and eat it. (even socks) He ate a stick of butter left on the table after some corn last week. He didn"t get caught till he was licking the paper. And he grabbed a roll right out of a bag and ran upstairs with it. He's very good at tearing open packages. Look at that guilty face!

I'll nominate Murphy, Mona, and Sally. And of course you can help yourself-- just steal it off here!

(Almost) Wordless Wednesday

2009-09-02T00:04:00.002-06:00

My mom was away for a few days. She owns the computer. Now I'm back!

Arrow Tuesday

2009-08-25T08:05:00.014-06:00

Some Colorado pools invite doggies for a special pool party when they close. And Colorado doggies really know how to party!

I met Fergie, the famous pawlympic swimmer and Colorado blogger! Go visit her. (She even has pictures of me!)

Fergie was there with her own special swim coach.

I was so jealous!

My bearded owner felt bad so he took the cigarettes out of his pocket and went in with me. That’s love.

This talented little dog was catching splashes.

I checked out everything.

Made lots of new friends. (I got under the fence once but I ran back under-- why leave the pool party for the parking lot?)

Let's do this every Sunday.

Working Hard to be Green

2009-08-24T07:00:00.000-06:00

I think we could save a lot of energy if we didn’t use our dishwasher. Me and Arrow could take care of all the dishes. Cups and glasses too. Even forks and stuff like those yummy spatulas from the grill.

We work hard. We don’t take breaks.

We do a very thorough job.

Here’s the proof. Can you tell which plate we cleaned and which one was in the dishwasher? Thought so.

No Free Lunch by Arrow The People Whisperer

2009-08-20T08:58:00.001-06:00

Taken from "Arrow's Illustrated Guide to Training Your Humans to Always Carry Treats and Give Them to You Constantly". (Not available from Amazon.)

If you want to train your humans properly NEVER do anything without a treat.
If they call you over just stare.
If they try to tell you what to do—SIT, STAY, ETC.
Wait for the treat.

Even in the house I almost NEVER come when called unless I smell something yummy.

My mom says, “Arrow Come.” "Arrow sit."
I check for the treat. No treat. I just ignore her. Arrow? Arrow who? I don’t know any Arrow.

When the treat is in her hand, I’m such a good doggy.

Some dogs (like the lick-ass I live with) will do ANYTHING for nothing. He rarely gets treats. Why bother. Before I moved in and trained them, the humans didn't even buy a lot of treats.

Deefor would walk around in a sit if he could figure out how to do it without wearing out his bum.

Follow my advice and wait for the treat. Your humans will become Happy Treat Feeding Machines. They will think THEY are training YOU. That’s the best part. They’re happy. You’re happy.

Wordless Wednesday

2009-08-19T06:32:00.000-06:00

Dogapoolooza by Arrow

2009-08-16T13:12:00.011-06:00

The best day of my life and my humans forgot the camera!!! This is a picture from that day but I can't find myself in it!

Today two Denver city pools were open for doggies. I was at Cook's Pool at 9:00 am. They let in 100 dogs at a time!! My mom went online and found some pictures. They really don’t show how many dogs were there today. (And they don't show moi)

We waited on line and then they opened the gate! I ran around. I was the first one in the little pool. I went in the big pool too! I met tons of dogs. We all ran around in and out of the pool.

I confess. I ran out the gate when this coon hound was coming in. The gate was almost closed but I’m fast. Then I let myself be caught by a belly-rubbing stranger. Brother Deefy was waiting in a nearby (fenced) dog park. (He doesn't swim and he's not always good with mobs of wet dogs.)

He was lonely and I was hyper. We ran around like crazy dogs. A border collie thought I was a little lamb. She tried to follow me out the gate but my humans weren't having it.

It was me and all the labs and doodles. Kenny Be says it best in Westword:

Kenny Be's Worst-Case Scenario: DogaPOOLooza 50-meter freestyle dog racing

By Kenny Be in Kenny Be/Comics

Thursday, Aug. 13 2009 @ 11:56AM

Most Denver dog owners fear that DogaPOOLooza, the annual public-pool dog swim, is a ploy by the city of Denver to get all dogs off their leashes so animal control staff can issue numerous off-leash tickets. Hopefully, the puppy pool party will be so much more....

A Walk On The Wild Side

2009-08-14T11:50:00.000-06:00

We went for a walk in the park by our house.

It was so hot that all the other doggies were napping.

Even the flowers looked tired and hot.

Other animals were using the park.

This strange thing was getting some sun.

This is the rock everyone pees on so we like to check our pee mail. My friend Pica was here!

A tiger was playing with his ball.

I always try to get my nose leash off. I pretend I’m just roaching and work on the nose.

More animals but no doggies!

Arrow got so tired he refused to move. But my mom dragged him home. (Looks like he's turning into a rabbit)

Wordless Wednesday

2009-08-12T11:43:00.002-06:00

Lyrics

2009-08-11T00:11:00.005-06:00

I was reading about Charlie's animal song lyric contest and I wanted to post a song I wrote a few years ago. To the tune of The Big Rock Candy Mountain .

I was dreaming of the perfect dog park. A place with nice mud to roll in. Lots of dogs everywhere. No horses. No cars. Shady grass to rest in. Lots of water. Shallow places to sit around in and splash through, deeper spots for swimming. Then a big field to play chase and ball in. Lots of water and treats. Reminds me of a song I’ve heard.

In the big Dog Candy Mountain they never clip your nails
And yummy treats and water are set out in big pails
You never have to “sit” or “stay” or do anything at all
You can growl and run and have lots of fun
Where the dogs are free to chew and pee
In the big Dog Candy Mountain

In the big Dog Candy Mountain the rocks are made of bones
The trees are made of rawhide and the bushes are ice cream cones
The humans don’t have leashes and they love to play all day
There are shady trees and a nice cool breeze
You can come and go and you never hear “NO!”
In the big Dog Candy Mountain.

What's your dream dog park?

Birthdays

2009-08-07T18:37:00.007-06:00

The humans gave us some birthday treats. They don't know when we were born cause we're adopted. And they don't remember exactly when they adopted me or Arrow. So they decided to celebrate our birthdays around the beginning of August. Those are the pictures of me and Arrow online that my mom saw. I was very tangled. I think I look like an old man.

Now I am 4 and Arrow is 3 officially. They got us a giant water dish. We like the little one better but it's the thought that counts.

We got treats. Arrow loves toys with food in them. This green ball is his favorite. He rolls it and throws it down the stairs and the treats fall out.

We got some new balls and they stuffed jerky treats in them. (They will never come out of the ball with all the colors unless we can get a big dog to rip it open-- can anyone help us?)

How to drive a crazy dog crazy. Arrow rolled this around for hours wondering why the treat didn't fall out. Finally he figured out that he had to chew it.

We had a fun day with new stuff that's still rolling around under the couch.

Social Butterfly Doggies

2009-08-02T11:15:00.008-06:00

Finally my mom took some pictures of us at the doggie parks. We go to the desert dog park almost every morning!!!

Some humans think it's too dirty. But all that sand smells like doggie stuff and we love it. And when it rains there are mud puddles! Here we are saying hi to some poodle-ish doggies.

Arrow figured out that if he goes up to humans and turns over they think he's cute and give him a belly rub!! He made this doggie jealous cause his mom was scratching Arrow so much. (He's up on the seat with her.)

This is Cherry Creek State Doggie Park. Now Arrow stays with us! (most of the time)

He told me about all the good spots for finding smelly things.

I am the lifeguard when Arrow is swimming.

Sometimes there are frogs and snakes. Arrow found something there and ran in the bushes to eat it. Or maybe he ran into the bushes to eat grass. I'm not always sure what he's doing.

Lookalikes

2009-07-29T01:06:00.011-06:00

I was tagged by Murphy. This is what I have to do

1) open the folder that has your pet pics in it 
2) choose one you haven’t posted before 
3) tell its story 
4) tag 5 friends

My 5 friends-- Khyra, Mango, The 4 Bs, Abby, and Deetz

This picture is of me sleeping in my favorite place. Under the blue thing. (Which they painted pink.) Can you find me? It’s my own little dog house. With it's own relaxing aroma therapy-- smelly shoes and dirty socks.

I was looking for a picture and I noticed something. You know how sometimes doggies start looking like their humans?

I think I am turning into my bearded owner. Same nose. Same eyes. Same mouth. I think I'm even growing a beard like his. Scary. Soon I’ll be walking on two legs and going to work. And he’ll be sleeping all day.

No Action Shots

2009-07-27T13:20:00.004-06:00

I'm just under the desk while my mom's on the computer.

Arrow too.

Me and Arrow go to the doggie park almost every morning! Early. But my mom always forgets to take pictures. I have been pretty good. (This is the place where I bit someone a long time ago but no one remembers that now so SSHHH)

Last week we went to another doggie park and ran around so much that Arrow was like a normal doggie for almost 24 hours! My bearded owner wanted to call the vet cause Arrow was so peaceful!!

This is a picture of our rear ends coming home this morning. I'll make my mom get some pictures of all our new doggie friends. (and enemies)

Arrow Monday

2009-07-20T10:49:00.009-06:00

Today I went swimming. Alone. Without my bossy bro Deefor.

My humans took me to a pool for doggies. That's a picture of my mom's tail.

Because I’m small, I paid less. The big doggies didn’t think that was fair.

I never went in a pool before (Except the fountains in the park. Don’t tell.) At first I didn't know where to get in.

But I figured it out.

There were a lot of nice doggies swimming and playing. They chased toys and played tug-o-war.

I really liked this brown and white doggie. I chased him a lot. Here I am giving a humping lesson to the big guys.

You probably wonder why Deefor didn’t come.
1. He doesn’t swim. Just sits at the edge.
2. He growls at big doggies sometimes
3. Not worth paying for a doggie that won’t swim and might get thrown out.
4. I need my space.

Doggie Days

2009-07-18T14:14:00.008-06:00

A few weeks ago me and Arrow and my mom were driving home from the desert doggie park. She stopped for a red light and, while we were sitting there, a truck hit the back of the car!!!! I got scared. Arrow thought it was exciting. We were all OK except for the car.

RIP Mazda. That's what it looked like before. (I'm in the back refusing to get out.) I liked Mom's car cause it was messy. Very messy. So messy that she didn’t worry too much about sand and mud and other stuff like eating and getting yummy crumbs all over the place.

We got a different (cleaner) car. The first day we went to the doggie park in it, Arrow threw up on the front seat! I thought he stopped that. My mom cleaned it a lot and put towels and a blanket on the seats. Now she’s got them down and he’s traveling in his crate.

We've been going to the desert doggie park early in the morning when it's cool. It's mostly sand. I have some friends there. And a few enemies.

And we've been going to other parks. Good smells for roaching.

I managed to roach right out of that stupid harness thing they had me on. Feeling feisty.

Camping

2009-07-14T09:42:00.008-06:00

I went camping! The thing about camping is Arrow doesn't go!! He barks a lot when he hears stuff outside and tries to knock down the tent if someone goes out without him. It's good for me. I get more special camping food. The humans like to recycle all their leftovers so a bear doesn't attack them at night. I am really very important at the camp site. We have NEVER been attacked by a bear.

A long ride in the car. (My humans found the window lock so I can only hang out sometimes.)

We got to the camp place and got the tent all up. Then we went for a little walk to check out a trail near our campsite. My humans are the only campers in Colorado who don't fish but they like to get wet. They just don't wear waders.

We were ready to go to a lake and swim but it started raining. Nap time in the tent. Very cuddly.

I learned how to open the zippers on the tent door with my nose.

I have my own doggie door!

Sunday I took my humans on a few pretty long hikes. I was sorry Arrow didn’t come. He would have liked to swim in the stream and jump around on the trails. I almost missed him.

My humans said maybe we can bring Arrow next time. The campsites are so far apart maybe no one will know who has the annoying barking doggie.

July 4th Weekend

2009-07-09T13:47:00.010-06:00

I’m so behind. Just getting around to July 4th. We were in the mountains and we could see fireworks from our deck.

Arrow thought that was great. Arrow stayed on the lap outside. he is such a kiss-nose.

I decided to go inside and get through it on the couch. It wasn't too long.

Don't tell! I learned how to open the power windows. I like to see what’s going on.

And feel the wind in my ears.

On the way home, we stopped at a big doggie park with lots of trees and trails. The picture is about the only place without trees but my mom was so busy wondering where Arrow was that she forgot to take pictures. We met some nice doggies and ran around a lot.

2009-07-04T09:06:00.005-06:00

My mom was visiting some family in Seattle. I missed her a lot. She gives more treats on walkies. The bearded one forgets. (But he’s shares his people food) Now she’s back.

This is who she was visiting. Cute. My mom's his grandma.

Arrow got something wrong with his eye. Yesterday he went to the vet in our ambulance. He likes going to the vet cause he can say hello to lots of doggie butts there. He got some medicine and his eye is looking better already.

HUMANS WITH BLOGS

These are some blogs my mom likes even if they aren’t written by doggies. She really likes the pictures of dogs best.

Ken Foster wrote The Dogs Who Found Me and Dogs I Have Met. Both books my mom likes. He and his friends help lots of doggies. Especially pit bulls.
We have his calendar in our kitchen! That’s from The Sula Foundation which helps pit bulls find forever homes.

Jon Katz writes books about dogs too. He lives on a farm in Vermont with sheep and donkeys and other animals. And some really smart doggies. My mom likes his books too. (And Arrow ate one.) He has lots of pictures on his blog.

Some doggie books my mom likes. Warning: A lot of these books are more about humans than dogs.

Merle’s Door by Ted Kerasote
Pack of Two by Caroline Knapp
Dog Years: A Memoir by Mark Doty
A Dog Year by Jon Katz
Puppy Chow is Better than Prozac by Bruce Goldstein

If your humans have some websites or books to add-- I'll make sure my mom adds them.

Swim

2009-06-28T19:21:00.005-06:00

Today we went for a swim. I love running around in the park. It’s the Witness Protection Doggie Park. We got in trouble in some of the others, but they don’t know us here.

Arrow said hello to a nice brown doggie.

And I did too.

Arrow introduced me to a cute little shih-tzu named Max.

Arrow can be very annoying. Max was too polite to tell Arrow off.

And in the end. Failure. Growlure. Shame. Back on the leash while Arrow frolicked with the big guy.

Arrow the Sun Worshipper

2009-06-27T10:23:00.006-06:00

I decided to blog for Deefor. He just sleeps all day. That's the real reason he doesn't blog much.

I love to sit in the sun. Even inside.

We have no yard. I’ve escaped a few times so the humans fenced in the balcony. Nothing like a little chicken wire to spruce up the place.

And a baby gate blocking the stairs. I think I could get over it. If I really wanted to.

I like to relax and work on my tan out here. I listen to the birds. Sometimes I bark at stuff.

And when it gets too hot, I cool off my chin on the step.

Issues

2009-06-23T21:58:00.004-06:00

I always wanted to be a therapy doggie. I could cheer people up by licking them. And I wouldn’t bite them unless they have wire brushes. (Arrow's smirking cause he doesn't get pulled around by the nose.)

Instead I’m in therapy. For growling and biting people with wire brushes, and other things like attacking nice big doggies and nipping at a little boy. (I’m sorry)

I have group therapy early in the morning at the dessert doggie park. It’s mostly sand and it smells delicious. We drive there almost every day. Most of the time I am charming and cordial to all the doggies I meet. A real gentledog. Some are my friends now.

Arrow comes along. I even let him sit with me—sometimes. Maybe I’m being TOO nice.

Hi

2009-06-22T13:18:00.002-06:00

Now that my humans have (finally) put away their snowboards, maybe I can some computer time. This break wasn't my idea. I was mostly sleeping the winter away. Or wrestling with Arrow.

In spring (maybe year round) a young dog's fancy turns to thoughts of what else he can destroy.

He tried recycling and got tangled up in a bag.

He's got a new chew toy that he thinks is delicious.

And he told me wicker is very tasty. My mom got really mad about her shoe situation. Sandals are his favorite. I can't even show you what he did. She buried them in the dumpster and bought new ones. (After crying.)

Not much news. I go for walkies with a nose leash now cause I pulled my mom down on the ice. There's no more ice but the sadists I live with are addicted to pulling me around by the nose.

I'm gonna try to get back to visiting all my doggie bloggie friends. I missed you so much.

Keeping Busy

2009-02-13T19:06:00.006-07:00

My mom felt bad that my life was so boring. Now my humans are taking me with them more. And letting me run around free sometimes.

I can run down the scary stairs now.

On weekends the humans are using this big pot to make the house smell yummy. It has stuff for me in it!

Bones make my eyes light up.

Arrow came to the mountains with us this weekend and my mom gave him some of this. (You notice there's a picture of a terriorist on it-- no offense to all my sane terrier friends. )

I think it’s working. He is so calm, he disappeared into the couch. Like a throw pillow.

Deefor's Depressed

2009-02-06T16:26:00.006-07:00

Chewie gave me a very nice award. Thanks Chewie. I love the lady bugs. They remind me of Arrow at the doggie park! (Maybe I love him-- but not THAT way)

I have had a very boring time. My mom is very bad. She took Arrow to the doggie park and left me home!!

He came back tired and smelling like lots of doggie friends. Very unfair.

Me? I sleep a lot. I watch my fur grow back. I chew on old bones.

Sometimes I watch people fishing while my humans run around in the snow!

I put away groceries. But do you think my humans appreciate my help? HA! I need to put some excitement in my life. Any suggestions?

The New Me

2009-01-13T10:19:00.007-07:00

WARNING: Gross graphic descriptions of doggie stuff

We were all sick. First my bearded owner got a bad cold. Then I started pooping a lot. The squirts. And throwing up. Then my mom got the cold. Next Arrow started throwing up.

The vet gave me three shots and lots of pills. Now I feel better. Arrow had some Pepto-Bismol in his food! I don’t think he liked it. Poor Arrow. I have a pill mashed up in my food. I can taste it a little.

We haven’t had a lot of treats either. The vet said it could be something I ate. (Tasty dried up poop jerky in the mountains? I doubt it.) She said I had a fever too. Maybe I gave it to Arrow. Poor guy. (I don’t like to give him anything. Especially bones and chews.) Now we're all doing better.

I was taking a nap when my mom brought me to a new groomer. My old one was too busy and I was full of big knots.

The new groomer wasn't bad. This is the new me. I think I like it. I wasn't sure at first. No brushing for a while.

Here I am waiting patiently as my bearded owner mixes sausage into my doggie food. My friend Alexander barked at me yesterday. He didn’t recognize me.

Shows off my figure. I look like a lion now. I hope that doesn't scare the humans in Denver.

The Secret Life of Arrow

2009-01-01T11:48:00.005-07:00

I asked Justin to spy on Arrow so I could see what he does when I’m not around. Arrow stays in Denver when I go to the mountains. Some of the shots are blurry because Arrow is fast and Justin had to be sneaky to get these candid shots.

Arrow helps with the laundry when he’s alone.

He sorts the underwear and he has a thing for socks.

Arrow takes stuff out and arrange it on the rug. He’s very artistic.

He reads! And he made this pretty paper thing—a bandarita I think. Maybe Lorenza knows. Then he ate some of it.

My mom came home and put his cage by the door. He knew something was up.

She brought him up to the mountains! An experiment cause the landlord lives in the same house and thinks we only have one quiet doggie—ME! The pack is reunited.

Here he is waiting for me to come in from my walkie and checking out the traffic on Route 70. That was my New Year Surprise! And Arrow's too! (Maybe the landlord's too!)

Hi From Arrow

2008-12-26T11:02:00.012-07:00

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.

Holiday Wishes

2008-12-24T15:32:00.003-07:00

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

Cards

2008-12-16T23:37:00.007-07:00

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.

Grrrrr Humbug

2008-12-05T14:02:00.004-07:00

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!

Secretary of Treats

2008-11-30T07:08:00.006-07:00

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.

Amazing.

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

Happy Thanksgiving!

2008-11-26T12:16:00.001-07:00

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!

Good Dogs Bad Dogs

2008-11-23T21:29:00.004-07:00

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?

Socializing

2008-11-16T18:49:00.007-07:00

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.

Arrow's Magazine Reviws

2008-11-14T20:43:00.004-07:00

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!

I Don't Like it

2008-11-09T19:20:00.005-07:00

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.

First Dog

2008-11-07T23:33:00.006-07:00

New President-elect Obama is talking a lot about getting a puppy. I wagged my tail for that one.

He might adopt a doggie! What a great president! Some puppy could go from being homeless and lonely to being the First Doggie!

Obama said he wants a doggie his daughter won’t be allergic to. Maybe one who doesn’t shed. Like me and Arrow.

It's my patriotic duty to warn the Obama family about doggies like Arrow. (Not you, Rusty.) We don't need a terriorist in the White House. He might stain the first rugs. Or run out on Pennsylvania Avenue.

Poor Barney. President Bushie’s doggie must be jealous. He has to go soon. Barney bit a reporter. I can understand. He must feel like a pit-bull without lipstick. A lame duckie doggie.

Weekend Update-- Finally!

2008-11-02T11:33:00.005-07:00

Finally!! I’m back on my bloggie! Politics has taken over my house. (And stupid jobs) I can’t wait for this election to be over!!! Nuff said.

I am doing much better at the doggie park. Finally my mom brought the camera to prove it.

Sometimes I give a little tiny growl—but I get along with all the doggies now.

Sometimes I chase a doggie a little—but then I let them make friends with my bum.

Yesterday we played with Rusty a lot. He and Arrow are perverts.

And I got a new hoodie for winter.

I have to go visit all my doggie friends now—I missed you all.

Arrow Speaks: Why Me?

2008-10-20T22:31:00.004-06:00

Why do I get blamed for everything?

It's not fair!

Autumn Walkie

2008-10-19T14:31:00.003-06:00

We have no yard so we go for three walkies a day. Sometimes more. Sometimes long ones. Sometimes short ones.

This is a walkie we took yesterday.

Getting ready.

Waiting at the gate. (The jail we have so Arrow doesn't escape.)

Fall. Leaves everywhere.

And still some flowers.

But no snow yet. Only in the mountains where it belongs.

Rehab

2008-10-13T21:54:00.004-06:00

I’m not a Therapy Doggie. I’m in doggie therapy. My humans have been taking me to the doggie park to help me get used to being with other doggies-- without growling and fighting. I’m getting better.

Sometimes I growl a little but I stop. Today there were a lot of doggies there. Some of the bigger ones were attacking my mom cause she had treats in her pockets. (She won’t do that again.) She always forgets to bring the camera.

Mostly Arrow runs around. Sometimes he humps and barks. Makes me look like the good doggie.

Arrow likes helping with chores at home.

His favorite. Tasting the garbage and licking stuff.

Photo Funia

2008-10-10T10:16:00.009-06:00

Arrow read Lorenza's blog and he saw her great photos.

He went to visit Photofunia.com and made some of his own.

Now he thinks he's famous. Try it.

Kissing Wars

2008-10-07T19:19:00.004-06:00

I've always been the Kisser-in-Chief at my house. My bearded owner says, “Gimme kisses,” and I’m right there. He tastes pretty good. And he lets me bite his nose. Gently.

Arrow likes to lick the bearded one’s pillow. Now Arrow started licking his hair. He says, the hair tastes even better than the pillow. (He puts smelly stuff on his hair.)

I don’t like it. One bit. Licking is my job. Bad enough fighting over bones. Sharing my bed and my stuff.

Here’s a picture of Arrow after a walk in the rain. He’s drying his giant ears and head on the couch.

P.S. I liked reading all the comments about names on my last post. I was surprised how many of my doggie friends had different names before. Guess we’re all lucky that we found our forever homes. And forever names.

Names

2008-10-05T21:07:00.010-06:00

Please click the Shelter Challenge button and vote for Sula Foundation in New Orleans LA. They help lots of doggies who have no homes. Even if they're sick.

I just read about how Pippa got his name. Very good story.

Tony a.k.a. Deefor

When I adopted my family I had a different name. I was Tony in the shelter that took me in when I was lost.

My mom changed my name. That was OK. I didn’t feel like a Tony. She named me Deefor as in D for Dog. Maybe it should be Deefer cause that’s how you say it. Not DeeFOR like at the bath and torture place. When they call me that, I always look around for another doggie with a really weird name.

I have other names at home. Deefie. The Deef. Deefker.

Rufus a.k.a. Arrow

Arrow came from the same place I did. Someone found him running around on the highway. Trying to hitch a ride but he was too short. He has 9 or 10 lives at least. They called him Rufus.

My mom wanted to call him Woody and my bearded owner wanted to call him Pad Foot. Arrow didn’t like those names and ignored them. The only name they agreed on was Arrow. Now I think it fits him.

Oblio & Arrow

There was a famous cartoon doggie named Arrow and he had giant pointy ears. Just like Arrow. Only the cartoon doggie was smarter. (Sorry about the nudity)

Sometimes the bearded one calls him Arrows. But mostly he’s Arrow.

Bone Wars

2008-10-03T12:18:00.006-06:00

Thank you!!! I got lots of awards from my bloggie friend. They are very sweet. And I haven't been very good about passing them around. (But I will. Promise)

Thanks Rusty

Thanks Abby

Thanks Asta

While my humans have been way too busy, Arrow and me have been home alone. Fighting the bone wars.

We got two new giant bones. (Giant for us-- not for someone like Mango or some of my big doggie friends) Naturally we both want the same one. All the time.

I am the boss. But Arrow is sneaky. If I leave a bone, he grabs it. Sometimes he barks when I take it back.

I like to take it into his cage. Just to show him Deefor's in charge. Even if I don't want to chew it.

The Pirates of Penver

2008-09-28T16:26:00.007-06:00

Toffee started blog like a pirate weekend. He's got some grrreat pirate jokes too.

Ahoy Pals! Me and me mate Arrow will show you how to sleep like a pirate.

I think we're a little too clean to be pirates and need a good roll in the horsey poop. Arrrr! Or Yuk as me pirate mom would say.

Hi

2008-09-26T00:41:00.003-06:00

I haven’t been visiting doggie (and hammie) bloggies for a while! No computer time. I miss all my friends and I will visit everyone. I bet you guys were doing lots of stuff.
My mom works a lot and wastes time reading about politics and other boring stuff.

Arrow's giant ears got infected. Yuk. He was scratching a lot. The vet gave him lots of medicine. Pills he had to take with giant pieces of hot dog and stuff to put in his ears. Now he has to dry them with a giant towel when he goes swimming.

My bearded owner took me to the doggie park 2 times. The fenced one. Usually only Arrow goes cause sometimes, on rare occasions, I growl at giant scary doggies there. And once I tasted a human’s sweat pants, accidentally biting her leg.

My humans don’t trust me. Very unfair. That’s what doggies do sometimes. Growl. And bite things. I’m really very friendly. I’m trying to control myself. I was the good one today.

These are some corgis who said hello when we took a walk.

Jail

2008-09-12T08:42:00.011-06:00

A late thanks to Chef for the really nice award. Just to the left there. I love it and I will pass it on. I missed my regular groomer time so my mom used the do-it-yourself tubs. I had to be good cause I was tied up.

Hate the vacuum snake drier. Can live without the brushing too.

Arrow is crazy but smart. Alway scheming. Can't be trusted.

Last Sunday my mom forgot about Arrow and stood with the door opened for a few seconds. Out he ran. To the park. The humans went after him. He always goes to the park. He runs up the ally. Across the street. Then he runs around in the park. Which has a road with cars through it. It is very scary.

The bearded one said we should give him away cause he could get killed living here. Maybe Arrow needs a house with a fenced yard. Or a balcony without stairs. Or a house with a hallway.

My bearded owner decided to build a jail so Arrow can’t run out. It’s around our little balcony which has stairs to the street. The jail has a gate. I hope the humans remember to close it.

We tried just a gate before. He ran behind the grill and down our neighbor's stairs. I told you Arrow is smart.

Here he is checking out the cartoons in the New Yorker.

Pit Bull Politics as Usual

2008-09-06T08:30:00.016-06:00

DefoorDisclaimer: The opinions expressed here are not meant to upset any doggies. Or humans.

A few days ago I wrote about a Denver law that doesn't allow doggies who look like pit bulls to live in Denver. Very unfair cause those doggies can be very nice. Probably nicer than me.

Then the vice president for John McCain said she was like "a pit bull with lipstick"! That is a scary image.

I think she meant that she is like a mean doggie. Maybe a doggie who fights with other doggies. Very unfair to pit bulls. Saying they are mean and fight. When it's the humans who make them do it.

There is a show on National Geographic channel now about a doggie rescue called Best Friends in Utah that is helping some of Michael Vick's doggies (and many others) so they can find forever homes.

Maybe the vice president candidate is really George Bush with lipstick. Now that is really scary.

Some messages from Obama Dog:

Labor Day

2008-09-04T07:03:00.011-06:00

Labor Day. Last Monday. Went back to the Witness Protection doggie park! Me and Arrow haven't been to doggie parks on weekends in a long time. Because sometimes we're bad and there's more doggies.

But we were very good. I only attacked one giant doggie. Only a little. And I stopped.

Arrow met a pal and they swam together.

His humans had his DNA checked and he has lots of different kinds of doggies in his family.

Here we are playing bitey face.

After our morning walk we like to play and run around the house.

Hurricanes and BS (Breed Specific) Bans

2008-09-01T11:05:00.008-06:00

My mom likes to read books about doggies. One favorite doggie author is Ken Foster. He wrote The Dogs Who Found Me and Dogs I Have Met.

He helps lots of homeless doggies especially pit bulls.

Arrow didn’t think the book tasted too good.

Poor Ken. He lived in New York City during 911. And in New Orleans when Katrina hit. He lives in New Orleans now. Arrow and me and my mom are hoping he and his doggies are all safe. You can read his blog here and find out how he is doing. And maybe say hello.

Mostly I learned about doggies that are called pit bulls from Ken. Here in Denver humans love doggies. All except pit bulls. They don’t let pit bulls live here. They are not sure what pit bulls are, so they have to look at the doggie and decide if he’s a pit bull. I’m sure glad I don’t look like a pit bull.

Forrest

Recently a very nice doggie named Forrest got out of his yard. (He says his brother dug a hole under the fence.) He came to Denver for the second time and the doggie police were going to kill him!! Just for looking like a doggie they don’t like. People who love doggies got very upset.

Finally the doggie police sent Forrest to a shelter in another state. Utah! They didn’t kill him but they didn’t let him go home. Here he is, saying goodbye.

They should punish the people who hurt doggies. Not the doggies and the people who love them.

Friday Fun

2008-08-29T16:31:00.008-06:00

The Democratic Convention was here in Denver this week. The park was very quiet. I think the homeless humans were all at the convention. Too bad. They drop a lot of chicken bones and goodies. All my mom did this week is watch the Democratic Convention on CSPAN and work. Short walkies. Off to work. Back to TV. What a couch potato!
There was a lot of new pee mail in the neighborhood. Most of it smelled like Democratic doggies. Here's my friend Pica checking out some doggies.

Today me and Arrow went back to the Witness Protection Doggie Park. We can’t go to some places—especially together. But we never did anything really bad here (like bite someone or go under the fence with the horses). Nobody knows us.

We chased each other and Arrow swam a lot.

See how skinny I am when I'm wet. My mom thinks I'm getting fat so I like her to see me wet. No diets. It's all fur.

We met this pretty smiling doggie who was with a foster mom. She needs a forever home.

Arrow likes the Witness Protection park so much that he refuses to leave. Today my mom was sneaky and grabbed him when we were playing. We went back to the car on leashes. He was so tired from running around and swimming and wrestling that he didn’t even care.

Camping 101- F

2008-08-25T12:00:00.009-06:00

The experiment: To see if Arrow could go camping and not drive everybody crazy.

I’m happy to report the experiment was a failure. Not all of it but enough.

Arrow had a good time. He liked camping. He was even good in the tent at night. Only barked once or twice. I joined him so he wouldn’t feel lonely. But we shut up as soon as our humans work up.

He loved eating leftover human food.

He passed hole digging too. And he liked hiking in the woods.

He swam in the freezing water in a mountain creek.

Then he excelled at roaching.

Arrow did climb on the table. Got a bag of cookies off the picnic table. My mom spotted us before we could share them.

The bad part was his barking and squealing. If my mom left the tent early in the morning, he yapped and cried until she came back. Very bad.

Then he squealed and barked (a lot) when he saw other doggies. It was the 6:00 A.M. really loud, high pitched yapping that did him in.

Here he is refusing to get back in the car. But he didn’t even barf in his cage all the way home. Still, I prefer being the only doggie and having him spend the weekend in City Bark.

Experiment

2008-08-21T09:52:00.005-06:00

Quick! Call PETA! My humans are doing experiments on an animal!

All summer I went away on weekends and Arrow went to City Park. Where he seems perfectly happy. But this week the humans are going to experiment and Arrow’s the guinea pig—no offense to all the wonderful guinea pigs in the world.

They're taking Arrow camping with me! He’s very excited. (He’s always very excited so it’s hard to tell if it’s about camping.)

First my mom bought him a new crate. He has a chewed up one that he uses in the car. (Cause he barfs a lot in the car.)

We have a giant one at home. When we go camping I use it as my cabin when I need some privacy. It was my friend Pica’s puppy crate so it has that good doggie smell. I sleep in it. At home sometimes me and Arrow play in it. Arrow goes in it in the morning to wait for his walkie.

My mom bought this one for Arrow. Too small. She forgot how much room Arrow’s ears take up.

The chewed up car crate is a good size. My mom brought it in and I started sleeping in it. At first she couldn’t find me.

Then she took Arrow with her to return the small one. They found one that was just right. High enough for his ears and long enough for a barf section.

Sometimes doggies ask me why Arrow goes to City Bark when I go camping. Many reasons.

I am not always the friendlier dog, but I am the civilized dog. I don’t pee in the tent. Or on the outside of it. I don’t climb on the picnic table. I don’t yap and cry if I am left alone for a second. Even in the crate. I don’t run away. I don’t bark at every doggie I see. I don’t chew up human’s stuff like their underwear and shoes. I don’t howl and bark and scratch at the tent if I hear animal sounds outside at night. (OK, once I did) And I don’t barf in the car.

The grand experiment will begin Friday night. The humans are prepared to leave if Arrow gets them thrown out of the campground. My mom thinks we should just camp in the woods somewhere. Maybe we’ll have to.

Dog is the Co-Pilot

2008-08-18T21:44:00.012-06:00

Went away this past weekend. We put Arrow in doggie daycare and took off.

It was raining hard. A place called Allenspark.

When we got there a little birdie was sitting on the step. My bearded owner picked it up and put it in a box with soft paper towels. He covered the birdie up a little and it went to sleep in a ball.

In the morning it flew around. Then it flew out when we opened the door. Was sick the night before? Or cold?

It was on the step next to a statue of a man holding a birdie. Maybe that's why the birdie was there.

And there was a statue of little doggie holding a bone.

The cabin when it stopped raining

The humans were pretty messy inside.

My mom didn't like the bathroom cause the roof leaked. Humans get upset about pooping outside. I don’t know why.

When the rain stopped I checked out the flowers.

And the doggie across the road. Who checked me out.

They left me and went to hear some music. But I just relaxed.

Maybe we'll go there again.

Unpleasant Surprise

2008-08-15T10:40:00.003-06:00

I knew something was up this morning. Every day it’s early walkie. Them some bitey face with Arrow in the house. Then breakfast. Then sleep all day.

I was just settling down for sleep all day when my mom put a leash on me. It’s raining so it didn’t look like we were going to the doggie park. Oh no! It hit me! Groomer! Bath and all the rest! I got on the couch. Acted like I was sleeping and refused to move. Didn’t work. And she took Arrow too!

ATTENTION! X-RATED Section ahead: Arrow has been peeing on pee pee pads upstairs. He has this peeing problem. But his pee pee is kind of shaggy so there are all these drip spots on the rug near to the pads. My mom wanted Deidre (my dominatrix and torturer groomer) to trim Arrow’s hairy pee pee. Deidre is kind of kinky and she likes doing stuff like that.

Here's Arrow after his bath. No close-ups of his you-know-what. But he does look kind of happy. I think he had a good time with Deidre.

Two clean doggies.

I'm a nervous wreck. At least it's over for a few weeks.

Walking Our Fish

2008-08-12T16:59:00.004-06:00

Sometimes we take our fish for a walk. We take him to Washington Park here in Denver. He doesn’t go in the big lake.

There’s a little stream that runs through the park. He’s on his stretchy leash and my mom has to run along the edge while he swims. They both look pretty silly.

He comes out looking very tiny. And happy.

Also a little smelly and muddy. But ready for more.

Before we go home, we walk a little and get some treats. Then it's time to take the fish home.

Belated NOMS

2008-08-10T10:14:00.006-06:00

I am late. I missed NOMS (Not of My Species) Day. I couldn’t think of anyone or anything that was not my species. I have never gotten close to a cat or a squirrel. I try but they are fast. I can’t say anything nice about mosquitoes. I don’t think Great Danes are my species. But I don’t know any, except to bite them on the leg once or twice.

Then I thought of Arrow. Right under my nose. He looks like a doggie. But he doesn’t act like one. He won’t jump on the couch for pets when humans call him. He only jumps on laps with a bone or a chew in his mouth.

He attacks fake animals

He’s hard to scare and boss around. Even when I make a real mean face. He eats strange things like big chunks of hair from the wire brush! And outside he’ll drop a chicken bone for a treat when my mom says Drop It! (She wouldn’t even try that with me.)

He LIKES baths. Anything with water. He looks a lot like a penguin.

He likes to jump in the fountains in the park. If he gets loose, he won’t come back till you catch him.

What is he? I decided he is an alien from Outer Space disguised as a doggie. That’s why he’s so confused about being a real dog. He’s like from Third Rock from the Sun. Here to infiltrate the doggies—and do what???? Take us back to his Planet of the Strange Doggies??? Good thing my mom had his things cut off. What if he mated with an Earth doggie?? Too scary to think about!!!

Arrow-- trying to eat like a real doggie.

Dear Deefor and Awards

2008-08-06T16:20:00.011-06:00

Dear Deefor,
Our girl works too many hours and we don't get to visit our friends' blogs as often as we'd like. What can we do?

Comet and BLU

Dear Comet and BLU
I have that problem too. Maybe you noticed. I don’t get to visit you as much as I want to. My humans works a lot. But if they didn’t work I might not get good stuff to eat. And do fun stuff.

Just visit when you can. I think other doggies understand. I’m just glad to see my bloggie friends when they can visit. Wish I had a better solution.

Deefor

And now I want to thank my friends Twister and Furby for giving me some really wonderful awards.

This one

And this friendship award

And this Red Puffy Heart

The rule is to pass them on to 7 other blogs. I want to pass them to

Charlie Daniels
Rocky & Bear & Lacylulu
River
Gus
Lady Kaos
Huskee Boy
Poppy
The 4 B's

Sorry I counted wrong. Anyway. There are so many brilliant, friendly blogs that deserve big hearts.....

Camping

2008-08-03T21:08:00.007-06:00

I was good this weekend.

Went camping near a place called Leadville. My humans were happy cause they had showers and real toilets. Personally, I don’t mind if they smell bad. And I never flush.

Good camp site. I had my own personal squirrel. Kept an eye on him.

We crossed a mountain pass and stopped. I got to cool off in a mountain puddle.

We looked around at the scenery. My bearded owner was scared but I let him hold me till he calmed down.

Went on a train ride. Squeaky tracks. Put me to sleep.

Back to the station.

Two Bad Denver Dogs

2008-08-01T13:55:00.007-06:00

We'd be in the dog house if we had one!

This morning my mom brought Arrow in from his walkie and was getting ready to take me. Sometimes she does 2 separate walkies. She was thinking of having some tea first cause I'm not in a hurry. But she forgot the door was opened and out ran Arrow.

It was very early. Not tooo many cars yet. He always runs to the park. Up the ally. Around the corner and across the street.

He chased squirrels. And ran away from mom and the bearded who were trying to catch him. There is a road through the park and he runs back and forth. My mom stands in the road waving the leash and trying to tell the cars to go slow.

After a long time Arrow ran around with a doggie in the middle of the park and the owner got Arrow to come over for a pet.

He hasn't run out for a long time. The humans have been very careful with the door. But thinking about chai tea is distracting.

My mom had tea and took me out. She was so upset with Arrow (the BAD dog) that it made her feel lovey to me (the GOOD dog). She took me in the middle of the park and let me run around loose, thinking how GOOD I was.

I tried to be GOOD. But a guy on a bike rode through the park and I chased him and tried to bite his feet. For a while. When he finally got away, she put me on the leash to go home.

Two BAD doggies.