Tuesday, December 18, 2007
We dogs had fun at GrandpaDave's in the country, chasing the goats and birds and other dogs and stuff. We all got to go to the airport with him to pick up MomDad but I was the only dog allowed to run around the car while he was driving - the girls had to stay in their kennels while I helped GrandpaDave drive and chew gum.
We got back at home with MomDad and it was nice to be home, napping on my couch, humping my monkey in my own room, sleeping in my own bed next to my own Dad.
A few days later, Mom told us that Ophelia was going to live with GrandpaDave! LUCKY! That's so not fair. I should go there since I am the ManDog. But Mom said that Ophelia wasn't very happy and wasn't fitting in here with me and Scarlett and the kitties and that GrandpaDave would be so very happy if she went to live with him. When she put it that way, I started to understand. Ophelia would just bark and bark all the time and run away from Scarlett and wouldn't play with toys or anything. And then she started doing something even too gross for me! She started eating her poos! YUCK! Mom said it was because she was nervous and unhappy at our house but that doesn't make sense to me...if you're nervous and unhappy, just dig through the trash or shred some kleenexes or whine until you feel better - don't eat your poos! Nasty.
So Ophi's been at GrandpaDave's for a few days now and I hear that she's very happy there. She plays and guards the house with the Great Pyranees dogs, Xena and Bear, and shares GrandpaDave's lap with his kitties. I'm glad she's happy there. I hope I can still visit and play with her sometimes.
You're probably wondering how Scarlett felt about Ophelia moving away? Yeah...she barely even noticed. The only thing she noticed was that half of "her" new toys had disappeared (when Ophelia came to our house she brought her giant basket of toys that Scarlett immediately claimed as her own). Scarlett's too hyper to notice much, really.
We've been working hard on Squirell Patrol in our yard lately. There are three now that taunt us by jumping from the fences to the trees in our yard and flapping their tails at us annoyingly. We just bark and jump and try to figure out how to yank him down so we can catch them.
Well, Mom has started going to her own BabyDoctor to get some medicine put in her every two weeks. She says she might be pretty tired for a long time so I'm going to have to help her out and keep the squirrels away from her a lot. I might not have much time for blogging. But I'll keep checking your blogs and you keep checking back here from time to time. Check out mom's other blog if you want to know what's going on with her.
Sunday, December 9, 2007
I am very busy at GrandpaDave's. There is so much to do! He has 60 acres for us to patrol and lots of birds and goats and stuff. I don't have time to talk about it all because I need to get back to sniffing out this new coyote. Here's GrandpaDave's account (he started calling us the Wild Dogs):
Dobby doesn’t like to eat when he comes to my house. Ophi is a little that way too and all three don’t like eating out the bowls. BUT—I noticed that they are all over me when I am eating and if I drop a crumb or two they are on it like stink on a skunk. So--- we invented a new and very exciting eating technique that everyone (all wild dogs that is) eagerly participate in. I swept my kitchen floor first. Then when it is time for them to eat, I spread two hand full’s of their food across the clean floor and they vacuum it in seconds. They think they are getting a find – it brings out the wild dog hunting instincts and it is fun. Oh – I also get freshly polished floors. As I type this, they are dining on the floor of the deck. Now this is a real wild dog hunt as it is outside and I spread a lot of food in all directions so they have to hunt for it and they do—then they can go down the stairs and hunt for real wild things to put in their mouths and recycle in nature. Happy wild dogs. Xena and Bear usually joins the pack and then they all run around the house a time or two and up and down the hill to the barn and back… Dobby will go to the fence and stare at the goats and when they get irritated at that they charge the fence in a mock attack. Dobby backs off and barks. Scarlett looks on with amazement and Ophi runs to the top of the deck stairs and calls out the game like a sports announcer.
There is a real wild dog, a coyote, that has been hunting mice all day in the hay field and every once in a while Xena or Bear catches his sent and come charging around the house and bark at the coyote. Then the wild dogs come to their support and start barking here in the house. They look a little confused and embarrassed when I ask them if they know why they are barking. Now when they are outside on the deck – they seem to sent the coyote to and actually know why they are barking and they look out across the field and just dare the coyote to come into the yard. You know how tough Dobby thinks he is and especially with Bear and Xena backing him up. Tough guy.
I just asked the pack if they wanted to go with me tomorrow to pick you guys up [at the airport] and IMMEDATELY Ophi barked twice and Dobby headed for the garage door. Scarlett just ran with Dobby running circles around him as they both traversed the house. So it was two votes for and one abstention. The wild pack will be with me when we pick you up.
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Somebody pooped in Dobby’s kennel on the drive from your house to my house. It couldn’t possibly be one of your dogs as they all did DOGS-OUT for quite a while while I was loading dog food and the toy bag in my car. They in fact were out there so long that Ophelia was barking and barking terribly annoyed at my lack of service in letting her back in. Anyway, Dobby got a short bath – from the belly down and the kennel cleaned out and the bed is in the washer as we I type this. Scarlet got slapped right away by Lacy (cat) but there has been a short truce declared. Bob and Kendal (other cats) are now where to be found.
I introduced the troop to Bear and Xena (two Great Pyranees dogs). Xena got a head ache and retreated to Xena Hill. She came down a little later to pee on a spot that Scarlet peed on a few minutes ago. Dobby ran out of pee. He peed his way all the way around the house trying to mark higher than Bear does but to no avail. You know, it just isn’t fair. Bear's belly is higher off the ground than Dobby’s ear tips. But anyway, Dobby tried. After getting over the shock, Bear kept trying to get a game of chase or jump or just anything with Dobby but Dobby was too busy trying to pee higher and higher. Bear is very excited to have play partners.
Right now, there is a small dog in every part of the down stairs as they check out the new territory and all the smells. Dobby IMMEDIATELY went to where the cat bowl usually is but I had outsmarted him and put it up before leaving this afternoon. He dug something out of the wood box by the fireplace to chew on. He coughed a couple of times but by the time I got over there he either swallowed it or spit it our some place. I just heard a tenitive ‘woof’ from Scarlet in the family room. I be she has Bob or Lacy ‘treed’ under one of the coffee or end tables.
This is going to be fun!
And then this morning:
Well the night was uneventful mainly because I had your pack spend the night in their kennels. The cats had all disappeared and the dogs were hyper. Now we are sitting on the deck with the stairs blocked so no one can go down to eat bird poop that seems to be available for the tasty treat that Dobby seems to think it is. We had social time earlier with Bear and Xena. Xena is curious but reserved. Bear wants to get a game going but these little dogs move too fast for him. When he tries to incite a game – suddenly the small dog runs under him and is on his back side. He can’t move that fast and gets confused especially because there are three of them and they are EVERYWHERE! Everyone got a giant (Great Pyrenees size) dog cookie (milk bone) a few minutes ago. Dobby and Scarlet snarfed theirs down but Ophelia is delicately savoring hers. Scarlet keeps volunteering to help her with it but so far she is hording hers and not sharing. We are hanging on the deck, alternately barking at the emu, the goats, other things unseen and wanting to get back in the house. Lacy is inside the door giving the evil eye to all three of our guests and Bob is up on the counter looking very worried. Kendal is holed up in the basement just daring any of them to come down to her liar.
SCARLET JUST POOPED!!!! GOOD SCARLET!
Thursday, November 15, 2007
And now Scarlett is barking and whining at them to get them out. I guess she wants a turn. I don't think she'll get it. Keep tryin', sis!
Speaking of Scarlett, she spent a whole day at the BabyDoctor last week and came home with this satellite on her head. She sort of freaks me out when she comes at me with the dish so I just run the other direction. I wonder if she spent the whole day at the BabyDoctor getting that thing permanently attached to her head? Yuck. We might need to get her a second opinion.
Ophelia is adjusting well at our house. She doesn't like Scarlett much but especially not now that Scarlett has that radar dish on her head. They've been trying to sleep near each other sometimes. Here they are on the couch the other day:
And here's a funny thing! I caught Scarlett winking at me the other day. Who knew she was so talented!
Monday, November 5, 2007
Apparently, there is a party at our house tomorrow afternoon for Grammy so I'll be very busy greeting people, being adored and begging for snacks. I'll try to post more again as soon as I can.
Monday, October 22, 2007
It snowed here yesterday! Yuck! It's so cold and it hurts my footses. But it sure was funny to watch Scarlett with her first encounter with snow! She ran and romped in it like a crazy pup and then barked at a tree for 10 minutes after a clump of snow fell off it and scared her. She's a loon! But today the sun is shining which makes the snow in the yard nice and crusty on the top. That's when I like to go out and explore while trying to stay afloat on top of the snow instead of sinking in deep. It's very hard work and it takes a lot of concentration but I'm pretty good at it. I only fall in every other step or so.
Today is trash day on our street. I hate trash day. Those big trucks sound like Thunderboomers to me. Here comes one now! I have to go hide behind the recliners. See ya!
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
1) How do you feel about this test your parents passed? What do you think their prize will be?
I don't really care much about the tests my parents passed. I mean, I'm proud of them and glad that the "studying" is finally over so I don't get kicked off the bed so much anymore. But nothing has really changed for me. Except, now that you mention it, Mom has been more irritable lately and she doesn't let me walk on top of her anymore. Hmmm. I am not convinced that they will actually get a prize for winning this test, unless it's being shipped and is taking a couple weeks to get here. Everyone knows the best prizes are ones that you get right away, especially in the form of a tasty treat of some kind. Maybe that's what it is...a tasty treat. I hope it's turkey flavored. Yum!
2) You and Scarlett look pretty cozy in some of your pictures. What is it like having a sister? Would you recommend it to a friend?
Welllllllllll....mostly it's kinda cool having a sister now. She's fun to play with and chase around the house and the yard. And since she came here, there are more treats being offered and more toys to horde. She's kind of annoying because when I take her bones away from her, she just stands there and barks at me while I am trying to chew on them. Plus she grabs my ManCollar with her teeths and pulls me around until I submit and play with her (usually resulting in a game of Chase). But she helps me on Squirrel Patrol in the yard and I'm enjoying teaching her when to bark and whine to get what you want from MomDad. I would recommend it to a friend, although be sure to tell your MomDad exactly what kind of sibling you want. For me, I knew I wanted a girl dog that wasn't going to be much bigger than me (so I wouldn't get stepped on) and who would let me remain the AlphaDog (that lasted all of about 2 seconds but 2 out of 3 requirements is good enough for me!). So shop around on the internet at dogs. That's what I did.
3) How would you describe the perfect day? What would you do?
Well, I would wake up and get in the car and go straight to MyLindsay's house to pick her up. Then she'd get in the backseat with me and feed me CheeToes while MomDad drive us to Grandma's house. Grandma would have a full dishwasher with all sorts of freshly-dirtied dishes for me to clean and she'd open it and pull out the drawers of dishes as soon as I arrived. Bailey would not be there. He'd be at his Doggie Day Care while I was visiting. Their pantry door would be left open (again!) so that when I am done cleaning the dishes, I could help myself to Bailey's dog treats and food. I would drink all of his water. I would take all of his toys out of his basket and chew on them for about 10 minutes each. Then we'd all get in the car again (this time, Grandma would come with us) and we'd go to MeatManBill's house. Oh, and it's Thanksgiving day, too. At MeatManBill's house there will be a zillion people all standing around eating lots of food. I would, as usual, make my rounds from room to room, begging turkey, stuffing, and other sorts of foods from everyone I could get my paws on. Then I'd ask MeatManBill's dog Rocky to show me where the trash can is and then have him pull out some tasty bits from it for me to enjoy. Then I would find a soft bed to sleep on for a couple of hours. Eventually, I would have MomDad take me home so I could hump my monkey until it's time to go to bed. Scarlett would not be around all day. It would be heaven. Ahhhhh.
4) What is the weather like where you live? Do you have to wear jackets and stuff? Are you pro- or anti-jacket?
Sometimes it's very nice weather. For a few months now it's been warm and sunny. I like to go plop in the yard and bask in the sun for hours on end (working on my tan). But lately I've felt a nip in the air. I think it's going to get cold again soon. That means I'll be shivering at the door and only pooping on the porch because the snow is too deep for me to walk on in the yard. I do have a ski jacket with pockets on the back but I hate wearing it because it makes it hard to pee. HA! Just wait till Scarlett sees the snow! She is going to FREAK OUT! I can't wait!
5) This one is for Scarlett: How did you learn how to climb over your ex-pen? Are you part monkey?
I teached myself to climb out of jail. I don't do it anymore tho. Just that one time. Now MomDad only put me in there when it's time to eat (it's called FOODJAIL) so that Dobby doesn't steal my yummy foods and I don't steal his either. They do put the jail up to keep me from going upstairs when everyone's downstairs and that's usually alright with me because there is lots to do downstairs anyway. I am not part monkey. Yuck. If I was part monkey, Dobby would hump me and that would be nasty. Yuck. Don't even ask me that.
Friday, October 5, 2007
That is a picture of two lines that means they passed the test.
I am very proud of my MomDad for working so hard at passing this test and now Dad says there will be lots of interesting foods in the house in the coming months. I can't wait to smell and beg for those!
They're both very excited about it but I'm not sure what they won for passing. I don't see any money or trophy or anything. Dad says, "Just wait and see."
Okay. Now I'm waiting...
Thursday, September 27, 2007
1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet & current car)
2. YOUR GANGSTER NAME: (favorite ice cream flavor, favorite cookie)
3. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal)
4. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)
Doodlebug LaGrange (I don't have a middle name so I used my nickname instead. And MomDad say I was born in LaGrange, Wyoming but I know for real I came from Tijuana Mexico)
5. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name)
6. SUPERHERO NAME: (”The” + 2nd favorite color, favorite drink)
Blue Water (yuck)
7. NASCAR NAME: (the first names of your grandfathers)
8. STRIPPER NAME: (the name of your favorite perfume/cologne/scent, favorite candy)
Eau de Blech Greenies
9. WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother’s & father’s middle names )
Ann Franklin (HEY! THAT MAKES ME A GIRL! NO WAY!)
10.TV WEATHER ANCHOR NAME: (Your 5th grade teacher’s last name, a major city that starts with the same letter)
Maria Montgomery (I didn't make it past Preschool so I'm using my Puppy Preschool teacher's name from four years ago instead)
11. SPY NAME: (your favorite season/holiday, flower)
12. CARTOON NAME: (favorite fruit, article of clothing you’re wearing right now + “ie” or “y”)
13. HIPPY NAME: (What you ate for breakfast, your favorite tree)
I am boycotting my food right now because I'm holding out for MomDad to put water on my foods to make it taste better like they do for Scarlett (even though they say they're doing it because her baby teefs are coming out and crunching her foods hurts her teefs...whatever). And I don't even like trees because A) they block out the sun that warms my tummy and B) they allow the squirrels easy escapes from my attacks. Guess I won't have a hippy name then. Harumph.
14. YOUR ROCKSTAR TOUR NAME: (”The” + Your favorite hobby/craft, favorite weather element + “Tour”)
The Humping Monkey Sunshine Tour (YEAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!)
Next, I will tag you if you like monkeys.
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Things have settled down a little bit here at home. Grammy came over for a few days last week and brought her dog and another dog she is fostering with her. Her dog is Ophelia and she's not annoying or anything. Pretty mellow for the most part and leaves my stuff alone. Here is Ophelia, Scarlett and me enjoying some Chill Time on the chair.
But then Grammy also brought this little guy named Spike over and he is a sausage dog! He barks and whines a lot and thinks he's a big tough guy but he's not really. He followed Grammy around like a lost puppy and did not like being left alone with us three other dogs in the backyard for very long. I really enjoyed smelling him. He eats interesting things and has been to interesting places. We all went to the BarkPark together and terrorized some Great Danes that thought they were tougher than us.
Scarlett is still going to Puppy Preschool and learning how to not be so dumb and obnoxious. I guess she's really smart after all. Mom hasn't been able to do their homework together all week so she and Dad were cramming it all in this morning and Scarlett picked up right away. She's getting really good at Sit, then Down and then Sit again. She's having trouble with loose leash walking I guess. She gets lots of treats anyway for doing the other stuff. She's so lucky.
Scarlett and I have been taking very good care of Mom now that Grammy's dogs have gone to their own home. We hold her down on the couch so that she gets good rest like the doctor told her to.
Although sometimes we have to be on patrol and guard the house. This sometimes means we have to bark a lot and I guess Mom doesn't like that when she's trying to take a nap. That's when she makes us go get locked with Dad in another room.
But eventually she wants some fresh air so we take her outside and entertain her by playing Chase and the Plop together in the yard.
We're a pretty good team together, me and Scarlett.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Thursday, September 13, 2007
...Speaking of sickly tummies, Mom is sick right now with a hurt tummy. She has to go to her own vet and have a bunch of tests done. She doesn't feel like helping me blog much this week so I have to take a few days off. Especially I do because I am in charge of Scarlett while Mom is down. I must do things like I am doing in this picture: guarding the toy basket (because Scarlett likes to pull every toy out one by one and then not play with any of them!) and three boxes of cat litter (yum!). I'll be back in a few days.
Saturday, September 8, 2007
A couple weeks ago, Mom got inspired by my friend Poppy to make homemade doggie treats. She did a bunch of research and went shopping where all the hippies shop and made us what she thought were wholesome, natural and fun treats for me and Scarlett. First, she made these:
Frozen Pawgurt TreatsBlended all together and poured into an ice cube tray. Freeze for 24 hours and serve outside (because it's slippery and hard to get a grip on it and Mom doesn't want it all over her new carpet).
16 oz vanilla soy yogurt
2 TB unsweetened natural Peanut Butter
2 TB natural Honey
2 mashed-up bananas
2 peeled, cored and chopped apples
We got one each of these and boy were they GOOD! I boycotted my dinner that night in attempts at getting more of these (it didn't work. I was hungry all night). The next day, I was puking all over the place. It was nasty.
So Mom waited a week and then made us these:
PupciclesMom keeps saying these are to help Scarlett and her baby teeths but I think she just wants to spoil us as we are used to. Anyway, these made Scarlett poop all over the bedroom in the middle of the night (which also taught Mom a valuable lesson that Kennel Training is not finished when puppy sleeps under the covers with you one night). And two days after that, I was puking up carrots still.
1 can organic chicken broth
1 can water
1 peeled, shredded carrot
Blended all together and frozen 24 hours. Again, served outside.
Mom had to give away most of the frozen treats that she made to Cousin Bailey (I hate that). I hope they don't make him sick like we were (or do I?). No more treat foods for us I guess.
The good news is that Mom had to get training treats since Scarlett started preschool today. We searched high and low together at Petsmart and finally found something that says "EASILY DIGESTABLE" on the front of it. I had a couple. Scarlet had about a hundred today while she was trying to learn her name. I'll let you know tomorrow if everything comes out (or doesn't) alright!
- What kind of soap is in your bathtub right now? Oatmeal Dog Shampoo
- Do you have any watermelon in your refrigerator? No but I ated Watermelon one time when MyLindsay's boyfriend's grandpa gave me some. I don't know what his name is so I call him GrandpaWatermelon.
- What would you change about your living room? Get a much smaller coffee table in the middle of the room so that Scarlett and I can play chase more efficiently.
- Are the dishes in your dishwasher clean or dirty? They are dirty but if MomDad would only just open it and let me work on them a bit, I will have them clean in no time!
- What is in your fridge? Food and stuff.
- White or wheat bread? Yes, please!
- What is on top of your refrigerator? A plant. A box of batteries. A cookie jar with candy in it. And, sometimes, a cat.
- What color or design is on your shower curtain? MomDad have a door on their shower. It's like a box.
- How many plants are in your home? Over 12 I think. Dad says Mom has a green thumb but all her thumbs look normal to me.
- Is your bed made right now? I never make our bed. Either does MomDad.
- Comet or Soft Scrub? They both make me sneeze.
- Is your closet organized? Sometimes.
- Do you drink out of glass or plastic most of the time at home? I have a giant self-waterer thingy that is plastic. I have to run away from it when it gurgles loudly because it tries to kill me.
- If you have a garage, is it cluttered? Yes. Always. Mom can't even park in there anymore.
- Curtains or blinds? Some of both.
- How many pillows do you sleep with? My pillow is my Dad. So, one giant one.
- How often do you vacuum? I never ever vacuum because it tries to kill me when Mom takes it out.
- Standard toothbrush or electric? I hate to brush my teeth. I am very good at using my Jedi Powers on MomDad to keep them from trying to brush them again.
- Do you have a welcome mat on your front porch? Yes but it says, "WIPE YOUR PAWS" which means "WELCOME" in DogLanguage.
- Is there anything under your bed? Probably two kitties and a sock.
- Chore you hate doing the most? Taking a bath. Yuck. It tries to kill me.
- Do you have a separate room that you use as an office? Mom has an office but I don't use it very much unless I'm using her computer to blog or I feel like napping on her futon in there.
- What color are your walls? Some are white. Others are tan. A whole room is purple. And the rest are greens.
- What does your home smell like right now? The upstairs smells like Nail Polish Remover that Mom spilled on the floor last night. It makes me sneeze so I'm staying downstairs with Dad.
- Favorite candle scent? PeopleFoodScent. Yum.
- What kind of pickles (if any) are in your refrigerator right now? Pickles are green and I don't eat green things (unless they are Greenies) so I do not care.
- Ever been on your roof? No. IBut Dad goes up there once or twice a year to put sparkly things on the house. Me and Brudder watch him from the window to make sure he does not fall. We are good helpers.
- How many house phones? Five.
- What style do you decorate in? Mom likes Misson style furniture (but not Southwestern decor necessarily) and County/ShabbyChic.
- Do you like solid colors in furniture or prints? Solid. Lines and dots and stuff make me kinda dizzy.
- Is there a smoke detector in your home? There are a lot of them. And sometimes ghosts get in them and they start going off for no particular reason in the middle of the night. Mom freaks out because she thinks they are trying to kill her. Mom is crazy.
- In case of fire, what are the items in your house which you’d grab if you only could make one quick trip? MomDad, Scarlett and my Kitties. Sorry, Bull and Fishface (the two fish), my mouth will already be full of all those people and I can't trust Scarlett or the kitties to not eat you if they carried you out!
Scarlett starts Puppy Preschool at Petsmart today. I'm going with her to supervise since that is my alma mater. Updates to come!
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
First, there's Hide-and-Seek:
And finally, Tug-O-War:
After we play, we need to get a drink and then hack a little bit:
Monday, September 3, 2007
Tinkerbell gave me this award and I am so honored! I have to admit, though, I didn't even know she was reading my blog! That means I am famous and I didn't even know it!
Tink sayz that this award was started by BlogsWeLuv and that I can pass it on to more blogs I love! So I pick:
**Garnet's Place (Mom's blog!)
**Daisy the Curly Cat
**Poppy the Little Blond Chihuahua
**Random Musings of a Denver Dog
I really love lots more blogs but those are the ones I visit almost every day. So go on...Spread the love...Like peanut butter on your hard-to-reach-gums!
Monday, August 27, 2007
This is not my kennel.
Obviously it is Scarlett's because of the yucky pink blanket inside. MomDad keep saying "kennel up!" to Scarlett and since I know what that means, I want to show her like a Good Dog.
I have found that when it is time for bed, this is a very comfy place to be. And, since Scarlett is now sleeping under the covers with Mom, the kennel is fair game.
This is my For Real kennel.
Clearly, it is not as comfortable as Scarlett's (see, I knew she got all the best things!).
This is how MomDad say it's supposed to be (except with Scarlett staying in her's!):
Daisy tagged anyone who wants to do this meme so that means me!
RULES: Use the 1st letter of your name to answer each of the following...they have to be real places, names, things...nothing made-up! Try to use different answers if the person in front of you had the same 1st initial. You CAN'T use your name for the boy/girl name question.
What is your name? Dobby
4 letter word: Dohh! (MomDad say this all the time!)
Vehicle: Dirt bike
TV Show: Dresden Files
City: Denver (this is the same as what Daisy said but I can say it too since I live in Denver!)
Boy Name: Dorian
Girl Name: Danielle
Alcoholic Drink: Diet Coke
Occupation: Door-to-Door Salesman (it gives me something to bark at)
Something you wear: Dingleberries (not very often though)
Celebrity: Darth Vader
Food: Dog treats
Something found in a bathroom: Doors (which get in my way of attaining and shredding the yummy kleenexes! Dohh!)
Reason for being late: Did not have a watch or know how to tell time even if I did.
Cartoon Character: Dexter
Something You Shout: Don't take my Monkey, Scarlett!!!!
And now I will tag...
Deefor and Arrow
Poppy the Little Blonde Chihuahua
Saturday, August 25, 2007
OH MY GOODNESS!
My friend Anastasia over at the Cat Realm has been missing for several days now! This is terrible news! Kitties need to be safe and sound in their homes or own yards, not missing away from home! I am very scared for her and I hope everyone will join me in this event on Sunday that Sheezix threw together.
Come home soon, Anastasia!
Since Mom can't be here with us all day, though, she has to come home at lunchtime to let Scarlett out to pee. She says it's cuz she has a tiny baby bladder but I think it's just cuz she's got Mom wrapped around her little claw.
I think I'm starting to enjoy having Scarlett around more and more every day. I've gotten myself out of my "Grumpy-Old-Man-Saying-Get-Off-My-Lawn" stage pretty well. Now we play chase together at least three times a day. And even sometimes in bed with MomDad! Sometimes we fight over toys. I'll have a toy and then Scarlett will want it and take it from me (I let her have it cuz she's a baby). So I'll just go get another toy. But then she sees me with another toy and then she wants that toy instead so she'll come try to take it from me again. After a while, I am annoyed with this imbicile behavior so I growl and snarl at her, which just makes her bark like a banshee. We have found a small game called Tug-O-War that we sometimes play together. This is a nice compromise.
I've found that there is enough room on Dad's lap for both of us:
Though, sometimes I like to be by myself so MomDad got me a new bed. It's actually a cave. My cave. Like Batman.
Scarlett had to go to the vet today to get tortured. I guess you have to go a lot to get tortured by the vet when you are a puppy. I don't really remember when I was that small. Anyway, I told Scarlett I would go with her to keep her company and offer moral support but mostly I was secretly hoping to catch a glimpse of my beloved girlfriend Kat who is a nurse there. Horray! She was there! She gave Scarlett pretty good care but gave me some especially extra loves because I know she likes me best. She didn't even give me any shots or anything nasty today. Just kisses. Poor Scarlett got a bunch of shots all over. She did not like it.
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Pete & Abbey:
Dobby likes Xena's food. He hasn't touched his food but he has raided
Xena's bowl when he is out for a walk. Scarlett eats and eats and eats
some more. This morning I gave her a handful of food and she wolfed it
down, acted hungry so I gave her some more. She wolfed that down. I gave
her more and she ate that. I gave her more and she wolfed that too. At this
point she had had almost enough to fill Xena up. So I stopped giving her
more food. Then - she proceeded to raid Xena's bowl along with Dobby.
I keep finding tootsie roles around the house. Scarlett has trouble pooping
in my yard as my grass is much higher and there are prickly things out there
like yucca and wild grasses. She saw the peacock and got scared today.
They seem to like Xena's apartment in the garage. It is cool and there is
room to play. I keep the garage door open so they can officiate over what
is going on outside. The deck seems to be OK but it is hot and Dobby keeps
begging to get back inside. I don't leave them in the yard unattended.
Scarlett got slapped by a cat yesterday evening. I think she offended Lacy
in some way. Probably invaded her space. I didn't see the assault but
heard about it.
They like running down to the barn with me. Dobby found the dead fox
(mostly bones and skin now and all dried out) and rolled around in it before
I saw what he was up to and called him off.
More updates later.
Did you guys see dolphins yet?
Friday, August 10, 2007
MomDad are going to the beach in South Carolina until Thursday. There was some talk and frantic preparation to have some strange lady come stay with us but GrandpaDave came home from his vacation early and so he's going to take us to his house!!!! YAY!!! GrandpaDave's is soooooo cool! He has lots of land for me to run on and birds to chase and a goat to torment. Scarlett can't run so much with me though because she hasn't had all her shots (Neeiner neeiner!). But she will like GrandpaDave's because he is lots of fun.
GrandpaDave is actually coming over tonight so he can load us all up in the car and take MomDad to the FlyingAwayPlace. I'd better go pack all my favorite things!
I'll blog when I get home on Friday!
Thursday, August 9, 2007
2. Lays down in Mom's lap.
3. Has a PINK bed.
4. Sleeps in Mom's chair.
5. Sits the wrong way at the back door.
6. Gets a new toy every other day.
7. Steals my toys anyway.
8. Won't stay in jail where she belongs.
9. Watches me hunt for meeces.
10. Runs in my yard.
11. Bothers me when I'm in THE CHEWING ZONE.
12. Smells my kitties' butts.
13. Looks sorta cute.
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Mom has been letting us go outside together without her or Dad to supervise. Usually, she goes to one side of the yard to do her business while I go to the other side to do mine. Eventually, when our businesses are done, we go to check out each others' businesses. This is how we are getting to know each other.
She sleeps in the bed with me sometimes when she's not in her tiny little kennel. It's okay unless she's touching me then I don't like that very much.
MomDad got her a jail cell on Sunday. It was really cool to see her locked up for once!
But I think she might be a smart dog because it only took her 15 minutes to break out of her jail cell!
So much for that idea.
MomDad and GrandpaFrank keep saying stuff about how I'm not going to be the Alpha Dog for very much longer. What's that supposed to mean? Do they think she is going to take over? I know that Dad is the Alpha Dog and then comes Mom and then me. Next come the kitties and then mayyyyyybe Scarlett. I'm pretty sure Dad could take Scarlett if she tried to take over his position as Alpha Dog. I will have to watch to find out.
Oh, and she howls. She must think she's a coyote. Dad says it's cute but I think it's weird.
The best thing about her so far is when she stops moving, barking or crying so much and sleeps. Maybe I could use her for a pillow some day. Hmmmm