Dobby's Socks

A ManDog Movie

2008-09-22T09:41:00.000-07:00

The other night, MomDad came home from their Date Night and told me about this Giant TV Show (mom sez: it's actually a movie) that's coming out that's all about Chihuahuas like me! There's like millions of Chi's in this show and the hero even looks like me. See:

Now, clearly, my tail is much handsomer than that guy's (Mom calls it my curly-que-piggy-tail!) and I'm a little lighter in color but mostly we look kinda alike, don't you think?

I want to watch this show but it's only going to be showing at the Giant TV Show Store or something (mom sez: movie theater!). I don't like to go there because they don't have sofas and I only like to watch TV while on a sofa. So that's out. MomDad say that they'll bring home the show for me to watch in a year or so when it comes out on DeeVeeDee or something. Here's what it looks like when I'm getting ready to watch a show:
I'm waiting for some popcorn. I like that. It's my favorite. Nobody can watch a show without popcorn. I'm still waiting...

On the "Go"

2008-09-19T19:12:00.000-07:00

Well.

I pretty much Go all the time now. Going is one of my favorite things to do. Here is how to properly Go in my house:

1. Watch MomDad very closely through one eye as you rest with the other eye closed. See if they start moving more quickly and gathering things like jackets, purses, water bottles and especially those jingly thingies by the garage door. OH! When they grab those jinglies that's when you know that Going is soon to follow!

2. If you see all that, wake your other eye up (the one that was closed and resting), jump off the couch (or sleeping place of your choice), run to the edge of the carpet just in front of the garage door and sit like a Very Good Boy.

3. Use your very best MomDad Can I Go Stare with your eyes and try to look Pathetic with the rest of your body. (I can't tell you how. It just comes naturally to me.)

4. If MomDad start talking to you in a friendly way be very careful. It could be a trick. They could be saying you're a Good Boy just for Sitting there like that but they may still not let you Go with them. That's pretty bad trickery and they think they're being Nice must mostly it's Cruel and Mean to do that.

5. Now this is when you should watch Mom very carefully. When Mom cocks her head just so and bats her eyelashes at Dad saying things that sound like begging (listen hard for something that starts with P and ends in Lease), that's a Very Good Sign! Keep it up. Maybe throw in a little Prance in a circle and then Sit back down like a Good Boy again! Or saunter over to Dad and nudge him lovingly, reminding him that you are his Favorite ManDog and then go back to that Sitting thing again.

6. At this point, they will probably be heading towards the door, cramming their bodies in the small "hallway" in front of the door. When you hear or see one of their hands on the handle, THAT'S THE TIME! STAY PUT! DO NOT BE A BADBOY! Stay Sitting and do not be a BadBoy! Just wait. It's out of your paws now...

7. If MomDad say something like, "Okay!" or "Let's Go!" or whatever your MomDad say to release you from your VeryGoodBoy Sitting pose (I have good schooling), then take off like a bat out of hell and race under their feet and into the garage. Be Very Fast in case they change their minds at the last minute.

8. Throughout all of this, if you have an Annoying Little Sister bouncing and trouncing around you the whole time, ignore her. Just pretend she doesn't exist. Tell her to back off if she is crowding you but don't be too Mean as to make MomDad get Mad and make you stay at home to work it out with your Little Sister. Ignore. Best advice I can give you.

So, like I said, I pretty much Go all the time now. Like for instance I Go'ed twice this week. It never really matters where you're Going To, as long as you get to Go. Staying in the car is OK but usually it is best is there are Snacks (aka "That" - I'll post more about That another time) to scavenge from the Front Seat. MomDad put a big barrier between the Front and Back Seats of our car and I don't care much for jumping cause of my sensative armpits so I don't even try to get past it. But Scarlett does. I saw her do it just the other day when we Go'ed. First she sneaked her little sneaker body over by Mom's seatbelt and got to her over her shoulder. Did that to Dad too while he was hanging out with us once in the parking lot (that was the OTHER time I Go'ed last week). But then as we were driving home, Scarlett just jumped right into that barrier thingie and climbed over it (after looking pathetically at Mom for help) and into Mom's lap! I couldn't believe it! The nerve of that crazy dog!

Speaking of HER, do you want to know what she's doing right this minute? Well. She has this HAUUUGE basket full of all her stupid toys in the living room where MomDad removed the coffee table just so she (and maybe me too) could have more room to Play. Well, right now she is climbing into that basket and pulling ALL of her stupid toys out one by one. She pulls one out, takes it a little ways away, shakes it then drops it and trollops back to the basket to repeat the whole shenannigin. How lame. I am lying here on the couch as Mom types up my dictation watching Scarlett Very Closely to see if she gets out any toys that I might want to play with or steal from her or whatever. Oooo! Look!! She's got BigBird! Gotta Go!!!!.......

At GrandpaDave's Farm and Resort

2008-07-03T19:35:00.002-07:00

Scarlett and I are spending a couple weeks at GrandpaDave's while MomDad are on a much-needed vacation. GrandpaDave helped me write this blog post:

I’m Top Dog — at least in the house. Xena and Bear are way taller than me and G-Pa Dave says something about them weighing over 100 pounds each — BUT in the house I think I am the Alfredo Dog. G-Pa Dave calls me that —- I think —- he says it really fast and I don’t understand it real good. It is something like Alfabet Dog, Alfred Dog, Alfredo Dog, Alfa Dog — I don’t know but I like the sound of Alf redo Dog. That is kinda like being a hero all the time I think with all other dogs having to take orders from me. Real Cool! I wish I could be Alfredo Dog at home but mom says dad is the Alfredo Dog there.
Here at G-Pa Daves I have to break up fights. One of the cats is always picking a fight with Scarlet. She is innocent of all these incidents of course. She is just walking along most of the time real fast and a cat just gets in her way and then the cat cusses/spits at her and sometimes slaps her so she needs to defend herself. She carry’s her teeth concealed so she show them her teeth and cusses back at them real loud (that is when I wake up and realize my help is needed). Then the cat tries to get away and we have to chase it all over the house to punish it for cussing at Scarlet or touching her or what ever. I saw Lacy run faster than I thought any cat could run the first night we were here. It had to do something about who was top of the Foo Chair or Chain, or something like that: cats or dogs and Lacy slapped Scarlet because Scarlet thought it was dogs. Then Lacy tried to run away because she didn’t want to hear the truth and Scarlet had to chase her. I caught up with them in the bathroom where Lacy and Bob were held up in what G-Pa Dave calls ‘Bobs Fort’. Scarlet and Me could only cuss at them and they cussed/spit back — you know how cats do.
It is so much fun exploring G-Pa Daves yard — it is so BIG. Something like 3 acers or akers or something but it has all this really cool things to discover like turkey poo, old bones that Xena and Bear have hidden, bird feathers (kinda taste like furry chicken), and and —- the wild dogs!! There are these wild dogs that G-Pa Dave keeps telling us about. I must scare them off because we don’t ever see them. G-Pa Dave says they live outside the yard fence and if we (Scarlet, not me) go outside the fence they will kill and eat us. I don’t think so — not me of course– I can scare squirrels and cats and other dogs so these so called wild dogs wouldn’t be a match for me — I am a sophisticated city dog and have seen karate on TV when Dad is watching Super Ninja Competition or some. Anyway we all scared these so called wild dogs the other night. G-Pa Dave, Carol, Scarlet, Ophelia and me went out on the deck after dark and all 5 of us howled. We really scared those wild coyote dogs I guess because I still haven’t seen one — maybe they recognized my voice and ran.
Did I mention there is bird poop in the yard just laying there FREE for the tasting– turkey, guinea, and peacock. Scarlet and I tasted a lot of it the first evening we were here. We got sick and threw up.
I get to patrol the yard with the big dogs and bark and back them up when they bark at something. It is so much fun.
The squirrels in Highlands Ranch must have told the squirrels out here that I was coming because they all must have ran away. I can’t find any to discipline. There is something called a skun or skunk that G-Pa Dave talks about sometime. I think it is like a squirrel but it can’t climb trees or fences— it should be easier to catch. I can’t wait to chase one.
Well I gotta go — it is time to bark at the peacock — he likes to stand at the glass door and admire himself in the reflection. I don’t think he should do that.

Later,

Alfredo Dog — DOBBY

---------------a little while later--------------

I AM SO EMBARRESED! It is ALPHA DOG, NOT alfredo dog.
Geeze—

Dobby

I'm a HERO

2008-06-17T11:10:00.000-07:00

Since I last posted, both Scarlett and I and the girls and Brudder had birfdays. I turned 5. Scarlett turned 1. The girls are now 12 and Brudder is 4. Whew.

Mom planted something called Catnip outside and every once in a while brings in these green leaves that smell awful to me but the kitties seem to like to sniff, roll around and eat them. It makes them crazy though. Makes them run around and play with their toys and look and act all goofy and stuff. Then they get all lovey-dovey with Mom and rub up on her and mew and stuff. It's weird. I think it's drugs. I just say no to that kind of stuff.

Every two weeks some people come to my house with rags and a scary SuckyMonster (vacuum) and then Mom takes me and Scarlett and keeps us locked up with her in the purple bedroom while these people roam around our house and talk and laugh and stuff. Then an hour or so later we get to come out and sniff around and everything's clean and sparkly and we're not allowed to mess stuff up and Scarlett's not allowed to take all of her toys out again until Mom forgets all about it later in the night or the next day. I'm telling you this because right now these people are here and I'm used to it. I just lie on the bed and half sleep/half stay alert to what's happening on the other side of the door. Scarlett runs around the room whining and carrying on, especially when those people are out there talking nice and sweet to Brudder then she gets jealous and really wants out there because she thinks she's cuter than Brudder and probably they would like to pet her and talk to her that way instead. Silly Scarlett.

Last weekend we got to go to GrandpaDave's house and explore and run around on his property. He has many acres and birds and a giant bird called an Emu and three goats. Mom took Scarlett and me to see the goats but they looked kind of skiddish to me so I stayed far away from them. Scarlett wanted to be close to Mom (always!) so she risked it and was closer to the goats. THey were fine though. Didn't hurt either one of them. Then we went back inside where GrandpaDave has kitties of his own in there and we're not allowed in the basement unless MomDad take us down there because there's yummy cat food which I love and tootsie rolls in sand down there too. Scarlett was exploring one of the kitties and I guess got too close like I did one time...that kitty scratched Scarlett on her eyelid and even made her bleed! I ran up when I heard the commotion and separated the two of them because that's my job and she's my little sister, even though she's super annoying most of the time. I made that kitty run off and then made sure Mom came to care of Scarlett's bleeding. I was a HERO. I do that a lot at home when our own kitties get into fights and stuff. HERO. That's me!

I'm Famous!

2008-04-27T19:14:00.001-07:00

Check me out! I don't know how she found me but she did and now I have my very own limerick!!!
Thank you, Karen Jo and kitties all around!

I hurted my back recently. I don't remember how but I've been wobbling around with my tail tucked under for several days and MomDad took me to the ManDogDoctor yesterday. She poked on my back and it hurt in one place and made me yelp in pain. So she sent me home with medicine that mom sneaks into cheese and I pretend not to notice. It just makes me sleepy. I'm supposed to take it for four more days and then see how I feel. RIght now I feel crummy (except for the exciting news up above!) so mostly I just lay around and sleep. MomDad are taking great care of me. Scarlett doesn't understand why I won't play with her right now. I did try to play Tug with her earlier today to save Mom from getting her arm ripped off (she was playing with Scarlett on my behalf) but it hurted my back too much so I went back to sleep in my cave bed.

I'll let you know how I'm doing in a couple more days. Thanks for the limerick!

Confession

2008-04-10T13:04:00.000-07:00

Hi.

Sorry it's been so terribly long since I last posted here. I have a confession to make that might help you understand why I haven't been blogging.

As you know, my Mom is real sick. I guess it's not the kind of sickness that goes away after you take some nasty medicines from the babydoctor either because she's been sick for many months. And she goes and gets medicines every week or so and then comes home and feels crummy for a long time. She doesn't have a lot of energy most of the time so she can't take me to the dog park or for walks or very much of anything most days. Usually, we just lay around together and I try to guard the front door from intruders that might want to come in.

So my confession is this...Mom types my blog entries for me. Because...well...truth be told...I cannot type. I don't know how. My fingers don't spread apart enough to press the buttons right. So I have my mom type while I dictate what I want her to say on my behalf. And we all just pretend that it came from me anyway. It's always been a nice arrangement until lately when Mom just doesn't feel good enough to type for me. I can understand that. It's not like she doesn't get out at all. She's not bedridden all the time or anything. Sometimes she and Dad go out to dinner or shopping. In fact, a couple weeks ago, MomDad loaded me and Scarlett in the car and we drove all the way to Santa Fe for a few days! That was so much fun! And then MomDad had to stay at the hospital overnight one night so we got to stay at the Dog Hotel at Petsmart! That was fun!

Anyway, since Mom has to maintain her own blog on an almost daily basis, she doesn't have a lot of energy left to take pictures and help me type my own blog. We'll try very hard to do it more often though...maybe Dad could help out, too. I can't believe it has been so long since I last posted here! Jeeesh! Sorry about that.

So keep checking back. Eventually I can tell you all about my adventures chasing squirrels in the back yard and stuff. Take care!

Diaries

2008-01-22T18:48:00.000-08:00

I'm not ashamed to admit it: I do keep a diary. But it's not sappy or stupid. It's a totally ManDogly account of my daily life and my favorite things that happen in it. Check out one of my most recent entires:

8:00 a.m.--Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 a.m.-- A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am.-- A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 a.m.--got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 p.m.--Lunch ! My favorite thing!
1:00 p.m.-- Played in the Yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 p.m.-- Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 p.m.-- Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 p.m.--got to play ball ! My favorite thing!
8:00 p.m.-- Wow!! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!

11:00 p.m. Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

Well today as I was rummaging through some stuff that I found, I discovered a page from another diary. It looks like a cat wrote it. I think it's Brudder's handwriting! Looksee:

Day 983 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am. Bastards!! there was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage. today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow---but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released-- and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. the bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now......

P.S. These are not really from my house. I gotted them from a email I gotted today from a friend. Sorry but I thought it would be funny to put on my blog today.

Rating my Humans

2008-01-19T11:56:00.001-08:00

Hi! My buddy Deefor read a book about how to rate some things about other dogs. He decided to apply it to his MomDad which I thought was pretty cool. Then he asked us readers how we would rate our peoples. That sounds like fun. I'm going to rate my MomDad and Scarlett too.

Mom's a Herding dog, I think. She's always making sure everyone's where they should be and what they should be doing on time. She's a lil bossy.
Dominance- High. Like I said, she's kinda bossy. But she is NOT the boss of me. Sometimes I choose to not listen to her commands.
Intelligence- High. She reads a lot and has lots of opinions.
Emotions- High! Mad, happy, crying...I can't keep up but I'm always there to help out (unless she's mad, then you can find me in another room)
Sociability- Very friendly. She's always having friends over who let me lick and jump on them. She chooses good friends.
Energy- Variable. Usually higher in the mornings. Likes mid-afternoon naps like we dogs do.

Dad's a Retriever. Always going to get stuff for me or mom or Scarlett. Kind of Sporting, too. He plays a lot of video games.
Dominance- High. He's the boss of me. My AlphaDog. What Dad says GOES. But I don't think this applies to Mom so much.
Intelligence- High. He's the smartest dad I know! A great problem solver.
Emotions- Moderate. He's mostly tough like me who is a ManDog but sometimes he gets soft and sweet with Mom. Yuck.
Sociability- High. He also has lots of friends and is very friendly with strangers even.
Energy- Variable. Dad works hard at his job so when he's home he's usually tired and likes to rest or do restfully fun things like watch movies or play videogames. Which is alright with me since he's the best lap ever to sleep on!

And now for Scarlett. They say she's a Terrier but I think that's just the french way of saying "Terror."
Dominance- High. She doesn't always listen to MomDad. Sometimes she will listen to Mom more than Dad though. And when we play Smackdown she's usually pretty dominant over me by climbing over my body and whacking me sideways with her whole butt.
Intelligence- High. She finds things in the yard that I guess have always been there but I never knew it before! And she's very selective in who she will listen to and when.
Emotions- Low. Well, she's hyper most of the time but sometimes she likes to stop and cuddle with Mom a lot. Sort of like a split personality. Does that mean high or low on this emotional scale?
Sociability- High. Like me, she loves other people. But she hasn't had much exposure to other dogs since she graduated from Puppy Preschool so when she hears or sees other dogs or strangers while on walks, she barks like a loco dog. I don't know what's wrong with her.
Energy- HIGH HIGH HIGH! She's almost ALWAYS going and for someone with just a little stump of a tail, she's always wagging it and going crazy!

Thanks, Deefor! That was fun!

I Been a Busy Boy

2007-12-18T08:57:00.000-08:00

Whew. I have been really busy lately. So much is going on in my life and there's not been a lot of time to take and upload pictures. So, you'll just have to settle for the written description instead.

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.

See ya!

Busy Vacation

2007-12-09T15:47:00.000-08:00

*pant pant* *pant pant* *pant pant*
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.

Here We Are!

2007-12-05T20:21:00.001-08:00

Check us out! Chillin' at GrandpaDave's...

On Vacation

2007-12-05T09:17:00.000-08:00

MomDad had to leave town to go to some fancy hospital to help Mom get not-so-sick. So we packed me, Scarlett and Ophelia up and headed out to GrandpaDave's! Here's an update from Grandpa Dave after our ride to his house:

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!

New Stuff

2007-11-15T08:44:00.001-08:00

Mom got us dogs a new bed last night. It looks really comfy and cozy. But Nala and Ariel have hogged the bed from me already! I got about three minutes in there this morning and then Ariel came by and bullied me out! They've been like this ever since:
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!

Grammy

2007-11-05T07:55:00.000-08:00

My Grammy went away forever last week. MomDad are really really sad and Mom's crying all the time. Lots of new people have been coming and going and Ophelia has come to live with us. I'm not sure where my Grammy went yet but Ophelia says she's in a good place where there is lots of puppy treats. That's good. Grammy always loved giving us puppy treats.
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.

Revoked the Prize

2007-10-22T12:16:00.000-07:00

Bad news. I guess the place where MomDad were getting their prize from decided not to give it to them after all. Dad says they are called the Stork Company and they reneged on their deal. That sucks. Mom's really sad right now but she's giving me and Scarlett lots of kisses and loves because it makes her feel better. She's a good Mom.

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!

An Interview from Poppy!

2007-10-10T12:21:00.001-07:00

My pal Poppy asked me some interview questions the other day and, after giving them a lot of thinking, here are my answers!

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.

She Passed!

2007-10-05T15:44:00.001-07:00

Well, after a few months of studying and taking mini-tests, MomDad finally passed their Baby Test!
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...

A Game For You

2007-09-27T17:19:00.001-07:00

My friend Poppy tagged everyone who's name ends with a "Y" to play this game with her so here I go:

1. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (first pet & current car)
Monkey Toyota
2. YOUR GANGSTER NAME: (favorite ice cream flavor, favorite cookie)
Soygurt AllCookies
3. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color, favorite animal)
Black Monkey
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)
Kel Do
6. SUPERHERO NAME: (”The” + 2nd favorite color, favorite drink)
Blue Water (yuck)
7. NASCAR NAME: (the first names of your grandfathers)
Dave Frank
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)
Thanksgiving Uhh-Flowers-Make-Me-Sneeze
12. CARTOON NAME: (favorite fruit, article of clothing you’re wearing right now + “ie” or “y”)
Kumquat Collary
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.

What's been Goin' On

2007-09-22T11:27:00.001-07:00

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.

Mom is really sick

2007-09-20T09:34:00.001-07:00

Mom is really sick. I guess it's not just a matter of eating too many treats. Go give her lots of licks with me, please. I'm really worried about her.

Now it's Mom's turn!

2007-09-13T16:15:00.001-07:00

...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.

Sensative Stomachs

2007-09-08T20:30:00.001-07:00

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 Treats
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

Blended 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).

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:

Pupcicles
1 can organic chicken broth
1 can water
1 peeled, shredded carrot

Blended all together and frozen 24 hours. Again, served outside.

Mom 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.

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!

A House Meme

2007-09-08T10:40:00.000-07:00

Daisy always has fun Memes for me to do. Here's the newest one about my house:

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!

If you want to do this meme, take it from me!

Scarlett starts Puppy Preschool at Petsmart today. I'm going with her to supervise since that is my alma mater. Updates to come!

Some Things We Do Together

2007-09-04T19:19:00.000-07:00

In my attempts at learning to live with Scarlett, I've decided to put her to good use. I've always wanted to play chase but the kitties never chase me. Mostly, they just run and hide from me. But I've gotten Scarlett (Mom says that Scarlett has gotten me) to play some fun games with me. Here they are...

First, there's Hide-and-Seek:

Then You-Chase-Me-I-Chase-You:

Then SmackDown:

And finally, Tug-O-War:

After we play, we need to get a drink and then hack a little bit:

Somebody (else) Loves Me!

2007-09-03T13:53:00.000-07:00

LOOK! I won a award!

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!

All About Kennels

2007-08-27T12:48:00.000-07:00

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!).

*Sigh*
This is how MomDad say it's supposed to be (except with Scarlett staying in her's!):

Scattergories Meme!

2007-08-27T12:31:00.000-07:00

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...

Scruffybutt

Deefor and Arrow

Poppy the Little Blonde Chihuahua

OH NO!! Missing!!!

2007-08-25T21:42:00.001-07:00

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!

I Think We're Bonding

2007-08-25T18:19:00.000-07:00

It's been a busy week around here! Mom started back at work full time so she can't stay home and play with us anymore. At least she's not taking Scarlett to work anymore. That was making me so jealous hearing her talk all about all the kids that would pet and play with her there. I've only been there twice and even then only briefly. I guess Scarlett was spending WHOLE DAYS there with Mom! How obnoxious!

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.

We have returned to the Blogosphere

2007-08-18T12:23:00.000-07:00

We are back home now from our vacation at GrandpaDave's. But Scarlett gave Mom the BIG bitey on her middle finger this morning so she can't help me type much right now because she says it hurts. She can click on the mousey though so we're going to put Scarlett away for a nap and then go visit everyone I missed in BlogLand! More later...

A Letter Sent from GrandpaDave to MomDad

2007-08-14T12:57:00.000-07:00

(FYI: Xena is GrandpaDave's Great Pyrannees)

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?

Dad

Going on Vacation!

2007-08-10T18:30:00.001-07:00

HORRAY!!!!!! I'm We're going on vacation!!!

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!

Thirteen Things Scarlett Does to Annoy Me

2007-08-09T20:22:00.000-07:00

1. Follows me around like a puppy.

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.

The thing about Scarlett...

2007-08-07T07:55:00.001-07:00

I am beginning to think Scarlett is a weirdo. But she's not as bad as she was when she first moved in last week. In fact, she might be kinda smart.

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

IDYA2 NOMSS Friends

2007-08-06T19:11:00.000-07:00

That title is code that tells you that I am participating in the "I Dare You All #2 Not Of My Species Special Friends" game that Karl and Anastasia made up.

I searcheded all over the interwebs for some new and interesting bloggers that are NOMS. First I wanted to choose Scarlett for this game but Mom told me that, despite what I think, Scarlett is of my species since she is a dog. Whatever.

Then, I was looking for a monkey. But I did not find one that knew how to blog.

So I went to the couch and thought long and hard about it. Then it came to me: DAISY! Daisy is a curly cat who I like to visit on the interwebs every single day! Everyone knows that I am an Equal-Opportunity-Cat-Liker so it really made sense that I choose her to be my "Special Friend" (even though she said she likes Scarlett and she likes pink a lot). She always has something interesting and funny to say and great pictures for looking at! She is very friendly to me and helps me when I email her for interwebs help. She does the coolest science experiments like testings on lizards, teaching herself how to operate, and her newest and coolest one is all about sea MONKEYS!!!!

Sooooooo....without further poopoo, here she is! DAISY!!

Invasion at my house!!!

2007-08-04T20:35:00.000-07:00

I'm very sorry that I have not blogged lately. I've been very distracted, somewhat depressed and extremely annoyed by something that invaded my house on Wednesday. THIS is what has me all wonky:

It's a puppy.

And it's a girl.

And MomDad keep trying to tell me she is now my sister.

And they're also trying to make me be nice to her and not snap at her and they're even forcing me to SHARE with her! Can you believe it?!?! She even has a pink bed! PINK IS GROSS!!!!

I didn't even know what was happening. All I remember is Dad came home from work early on Wednesday and we taked a nap together. Then Mom came home and ran around the house all a-twitter. Then she and me and Dad loaded up in the car and went on a trip. I thought we were going to GrandmaGrandpa's but instead we ended up at some peoples' house I've never been to before. They had some other dogs there. Some were my size. Most of them were small like that girl up there. They all followed me around while I inspected and marked up their yard. I was all cool with this new place we were visiting because they had new and tasty dog food out for me to snack on. The next thing I knew, I was whisked away to the car and when MomDad finally joined me and took me home, that little puppy was in the car with us!!!!

It was horrible. She pooped on Mom first thing. What a dumb girl. Doesn't she know you're not supposed to poop on Mom? That's bad news.

That girl dog spent the night! I was shocked!

Mom kept bringing more and more pink girlie toys in the house which was okay since I really like toys and can always use new stuff to play with. But all of a sudden, she was yelling at me to NOT play with those toys! What the heck?!

I started to lay down the law with that little pipsqueak right away. I said to her, "This is my house. These are my toys. This is my MomDad. Don't touch any of them."
I don't think her hearing is so good.That girl dog is still here. I guess she's supposed to be living with us now. I've started to keep track of things about her so I can figure out how to lure her far far away from us. Here is what I know so far:

1. They call her Scarlett, or Miss Scarlett, or Little Bit, or Scarlett O'Hara. I have yet to figure out what any of those names mean.

2. She has ADHD. I swear to Dog, her thought processes are like this: "OMG! TOYS! FROGGIE! CHEW CHEW CHEW! OMG! WHAT'S OVER THERE!? Ooooo! WATER TO DRINK! OMG! RUN OVER THERE! NOW RUN OVER THERE! OMG! SCRATCH!! CAN I EAT THAT?! WHAT'S THAT OVER THERE?! I'M GONNA EAT IT! CHEW CHEW CHEW!"

3. Just as quickly as she thinks and does all that, she collapses and falls asleep.

4. She really likes pink.

5. She thinks she is big like me and can play with my toys. She is very very wrong.

6. She likes to watch me in the yard a lot.

7. She poops like a ZILLION TIMES A DAY!

I am not sure yet what I am going to do with this thing called Scarlett. First, I must consult with Deefor who also recently experienced a similar home invasion. If anyone else has any advice for me, please leave a comment! I need help here!

My Blog is Back with More Questions

2007-07-31T19:47:00.000-07:00

Oh my goodness! Brudder is outta control! I think he had too much catnip before he decided to take over my blog while I was out in the yard sniffing stuff. Actually, I was very busy this past weekend helping my MomDad and GrandpaFrank build some bookshelves in our house. See:
Anyway, that's another story for some other day.

My pal Deefor tagged me with some questions that I will now answer. Thank you Deefor:

1. Where is your favorite place to sleep? On the back of the couch, or anywhere in the sunshine or next to my dad or on my big bed:

2. Is there a specific trick your humans make you do to get treats? They make me keep track of the calender and every month when the day is number 1, I tell them and they give me a treat which I think has heartworms in it but I'm not sure. And then every night at dinnertime, I whine at my food bowl and they give me a "Beast Pill" which tastes like beef but Mom says it has something called GLUE and TITANS in it. Yum. (Mom here. It's glucosamine chondriton for his joints. NOT GLUE!)

3. If you could spend an entire day doing anything at all with anyone what would do and with whom? I would spend the whole day walking with Dad at the outdoor mall where I can meet lots of peoples and some nice small dogs.

4. What is your favorite toy? My Monkey and my Harley and my Buffalo and my Beesh and my LongDog and my puppy nubby ball and my cat toys. All of them are my favorites.

5. If you could change one thing in your life, what would it be? I would like to change my kitchen like give it a makeover for better accessibility. I'd first make the kitchen countertops lower to the ground by, oh, say, 4 feet or so. Then I'd take the doors and drawer cover things off of the fridge for easier access. Knock out all the shelves and doors to the pantry and just pile all the foods there in the middle. And sell the dining table so MomDad could just eat on the floor with me. That would be perfect. I'll go get the phone book if you tell me how to spell contractors.

BRUDDER HAS DA BLOG!!!!!

2007-07-29T10:32:00.001-07:00

I AM BRUDDER AND I HAVE CAPTURED DOBBY'S BLOG! MUWAHAHAHAHAH!

I AM A SERIOUS MANCAT WHO KILLS AND HUNTS ALL THE TIME. MOM SAYS I LIVE IN MY OWN LITTLE FANTASY WORLD LIKE THIS BUT I KNOW SHE IS LYING AND LATER I WILL KILL HER FOR SAYING SO.

I AM A PIXIE BOB WHICH MEANS I AM PART BOBCAT WHICH MEANS I AM NOT AT ALL A PIXIE-FROO-FROO-GIRLIE MAN. I DO NOT HAVE A TAIL. MY SISTERS BOTH HAVE TAILS SO I THINK THAT TAILS ARE FOR GIRLS AND FOR DOGS ONLY.

I LOOK OUT AT ALL THE MICES AND BIRDIES THAT I CAN KILL ALL THE TIME.

I GET "VIOLENT MAN RUBS" FROM DAD ALMOST EVERY NIGHT BEFORE BED AND SOMETIMES I GIVE HIM THE BITEY IN THE MIDDLE OF IT.

YESTERDAY COUSIN BAILEY CAME OVER TO MY HOUSE AND SCAIRT THE BEJEEBUSES OUT OF ME. I MEAN I WAS NOT ACTUALLY SCARED, JUST CAUGHT OFF GUARD AND SO I PUT MY HAIRS UP AND HISSED AT HIM LIKE THIS:

LATER, I KILLED HIM AND MADE HIM GO HOME.

I LIKE CATNIP VERY MUCH AND LAST NIGHT WHILE MOM WAS MIXING SOMETHING HERBALY UP, NALA MEOWED AND TOLD ME THAT SHE HAD SOME NIP OUT. NORMALLY, I ONLY LIKE TO CHASE AND ANTAGONIZE AND TORMENT NALA BUT LAST NIGHT SHE REALLY MADE ME HAPPY BY TELLING ME ABOUT THE NIP. SHE EVEN SHARED SOME OF IT WITH ME WHICH MADE ME HIGH AND HAPPIER. I EVEN WAITED A LITTLE LONGER THAN USUAL TO CHASE HER AROUND THE HOUSE. I AM A NICE BRUDDER SOMETIMES.

THIS BLOG IS KIND OF BORNING TO WRITE ON. I THINK I NEED TO GO FIND A BUG TO EAT OR SOMETHING.

GOODBYE.

A Friendly Meme

2007-07-26T21:50:00.001-07:00

My new and pretty friend Poppy tagged me for this Meme to get to know me better. I hope she (and all of you) like my answers!

1. Your age? On June 4th I turned 4. On June 5th I turned 4 and a half. I am still 4 and a half until June 4th next time. That's when I'll be 5.

2. Your age when came to live with your people?
I was tiny. Like 4 months old. Here I am on my dad's hand just a couple weeks before he bringed me to his home.

3. What color is the collar you’re wearing right now? Black and Blue because it's a ManCollar.

4. Who is your favorite person other than the people you live with? MyLindsay, MyGrandma, GrandpaFrank, GrandpaDave, Grammy, Kat, John, MeatManBill, GrandpaWatermelon.

5. How much do you weigh? 14 pounds

6. Most expensive thing you’ve ever chewed up? I was never much of a destroyer-of-things kind of chewer so I don't really remember if I chewed up anything really expensive. But last week I chewed and swallowed a whole bunch of CousinBailey's foods and some meats that Grandma gave to me and that's what made me sick and Mom says it costed her like 6 Million Dollars to make me all better. (This is Mom here, now. It was more like $600. Dobby likes to exaggerate everything!)

7. Do you like other Dogs? Only if they are my size or smaller and if they are bigger than me and girl dogs who are full-grown and not wild puppies and who are nice and gentle.

8. Who is your best non-human friend? Brudder!!!!! YAY!!!

9. Squeaky Toys or Tennis Balls? Squeaky toys for sure because MomDad love to hear me squeak them so much they tear right into my toys and take the squeaky parts out for them to keep for themselves. They're so silly!

10. Do you like to be brushed? No it drives me crazyloco!

11. Peanut Butter or Cheese? Yes, please!!!!

12. Do your people cut your toenails? Mostly, Dad tries to KILL ME by rip my heart out through my toenails with the clippers!

13. Any formal education? Why yes, indeed, I am. I am a solid B graduate from the Petsmart Puppy Preschool. While in school, I learned Sit, Stay, Down, Leave It, and Okay. Here I am with Dad as we neared Graduation Day 3 years ago:

14. Couch potato or Energizer Bunny? Hmmm. That's a tough one. Let me think...so you're saying the couch is made of potatoes...is the bunny made of the energizer called chocolate??

15. Five nicknames your people call you: Hims, Little Prince, Doobie, DoodleBug, BadBoy (this one only sometimes).

16. What is your best trick? I can single-nosedly rearrange the sheets on the bed to my personal preference of comfort.

17. Do you like kitties? I love kitties! Especially my own kitties Nala, Ariel and Merlyn (aka Brudder). Outside kitties are fun to chase and bark at, too.

18. What did you have for breakfast? Mostly, I don't like to eat breakfast.

19. Can you hunt (aka have you ever killed anything living)? If so, what? Almost every night, when I've burrowed deep in the covers on the bed, and my eyes are closed and my paws are twitching and I'm squeaking a lot like I'm crazyloco...that's when I am killing things. So all the time.

20. When & why was the last time you went to the V.E.T.? OH NO! Don't remind me! I went last Sunday and you already know why!!! :(

21. Where do you sleep at night? Under the covers tucked tightly in next to Dad's left side.

22. Do you like to swim? I think I hate it but MomDad keep taking me to the lake in the boat and making me swim with my swimming clothes on like this:

23. Can you make puppies? Sorry, I don't know how to do magic.

24. Your favorite place to visit? Grandma's house, GrandpaDave's house (so I can chase his Emu and his Goats), the grassy park near my house so I can run and run, and anywhere else MomsDad's car will take me.

25. Do you give kisses? I like to french Mom when she's not paying attention and, like Poppy, I'm very good at frenching noses. But my favorite kinds of kisses to give are the sneak attack kind where I invade someone's face and chew on their earlobes! HA! That's pawesome!

26. Can you potty on command? Yes but don't tell everyone.

27. To Cuz or not to Cuz? Blue! No! GREEN! Wait. What was the question???

All Better Now

2007-07-25T16:51:00.001-07:00

I am feeling much better now! Thank you for all your well-wishes while I was sick and frowing up. You are all very nice friends to me. I had lots of rest and medicine that I hate and some that I don't mind as much, and very special food that all made me better. Today I got to go in the car again for the first time in a week and we didn't even go to the doctor! Instead, Dad took me to Chili's to pick up foods! YUM!
Doh! Mom just reminded me that I don't get any people foods anymore since they made me so sick last time. Hey, what does the word "Spensive" mean anyway?
And I don't even know how I did it while I was sick but look...I made a new friend! Her name is Poppy and she is cute like me! :)

Still Sickly

2007-07-22T20:12:00.000-07:00

To tell the truth, I feel rotten. I frowed up some more this morning and so MomDad took me back to the doctor. I spent all day there being shaved and poked on the arm and I even had to wear a satellite around my head. That was awful. MomDad didn't even come get me until, like, 5:00 PM and I was really tired and ready to go home.
When they finally brought me home they wouldn't even feed me any foods. Instead, they gave me some more nasty medicines and made me wait a whole long time before finally giving me food. AND THEN they gave me MORE medicine after that!
Mom is taking Monday off from work to stay home with me and watch me. She says she's doing it because I am her kid and that's what Peoples do when their kids are sick like I am.
I'm going to bed early now with Dad. I really don't feel like doing much else.

Note from Mom: Hi there. The vet says Dobby has something called Pancreatitis. We're thinking he developed it after eating shish-kabobs at his Grandma and Grandpa's house last Monday night: when a dog eats lots of food that is high in fat, sometimes his pancreas can't process all of that fat quickly enough and so things get messy on the inside. The vets gave him IV fluids and kept a close eye on him all day. They say he didn't vomit all day and he's been home, medicated and fed since 5 and so far he's keeping it down. He's extremely lethargic, though, and the vets left a catheter in his arm in case they need to give him more fluids tomorrow. Thursday night I just thought pancreatitis was a fancy word for "stomach ache." Today I learned that it can be fatal if not properly treated. The vet said it can last 3-10 days and she thinks Dobby is at the tail end of it. I am staying home to watch him closely to make sure he doesn't chew on the bandage covering the catheter and also if he vomits again, he's going straight back to the vet's. He's doing fine and being spoiled (although medicated!) by both myself and his favorite Dad. He'll be back to blogging in no time! I'll keep you posted, too.

Eight Things About Mom

2007-07-21T11:13:00.000-07:00

Daisy the Curly Cat has this meme up on her blog and it's all about her Mommie. I thought that was cute so I decided to play along. Here is how it goes:

Each person links to the person who tagged them. Then each person posts the rules before their list, then they list 8 things about themselves. At the end of the post, that person tags and links to 8 other people and then visits those peoples’ sites and comments letting them know that they have been tagged, and to come read the post, so they know what they have to do.

Here are eight things about Mom:

1. Mom has been wanting something called a "baby" for a couple years now. She's always talking about it to Dad but I think he's like me: he doesn't understand why Mom wants a "baby" when she's already got me. What does that mean? I do not know. But it seems she was successful in brainwashing Dad and now they are trying to make one. She said to me this morning that she has to, like, study for a whole week or maybe two and then she will take a BIG TEST and it will tell her if she wins a "baby" or not. I say, "whatever, play my toys with me!"

2. Mom does crafts while she and Dad watch TV at night. She was doing something with big wooden needles and thick balls of yarn but now she's working on stuff with teenie tiny pokey needles and different colors of thread. One time, she made this for me:
Of course, I'm not a PRINCESS because I'm not a girl. So she changed it to PRINCE because that's what I am. Her Little Prince.

3. Mom has a green thumb! For real! I've seen it! Well, not really for real. That's just what Dad says about her. He says that means that she likes to grow lots of plants and she's really good at keeping them alive. Dad? Not so much. His thumbs are both skin-colored.

4. Mom has no brothers or sisters. Maybe that's why she likes MyLindsay (Dad's sister) so much!

5. Mom rides a motorcycle like Dad does. Hers used to be Dad's until Dad got a newer, bigger, and louder motorcycle. She took his quieter black one and put some Tinkerbell stickers on it and then called it hers. She rides all the time. GrandpaDave says it's "in her blood." I've seen her cut her finger and bleed sometimes and I've never seen any motorcycles in her blood so I think he's making that up. He rides a loud motorcycle, too, so I guess he can make stuff like that up.

6. When Mom was younger and got her first apartment all by herself, she went to the Dumb Friends League to get a cat. She visited with one kitty but then the Dumb Friends League had to call to make sure her landlord would let her really have kitties so she put the kitty on hold for a couple hours. When she went back to pick the kitty up they gave her a completely different kitty than the one she had visited with earlier in the day! Mom was so sad! She and my Grammy got mad at the people there and they ended up with what Mom likes to call "Buy One Get One Free" kitties! That's how I got my older sisters Nala and Ariel. It turns out that Ariel was the first kitty she wanted but they tried to send her home with Nala. In the end she got them both and good thing too because they are Sisters-And-Twins!

7. Mom's dad (GrandpaDave) is the one who gave Merlyn (Brudder) to live with us. GrandpaDave had some kitties of his own and two of them were Pixie-Bobs named Lacy and Harley and he made them take a test and have their own babies. Merlyn was one of those babies. GrandpaDave called him Buster and he was his favorite of the whole bunch but he couldn't keep him at his house because he had too many kitties already. So he begged MomDad to take Buster in to our house. Mom really wanted to but Dad was afraid Buster (aka Merlyn) would pee all over things. Mom and GrandpaDave promised Dad that he wouldn't but after he came to live with us, he did pee all over everything. It was nasty! I didn't like the smell at all and I generally like things that smell gross! Eventually Merlyn stopped peeing on things and fighting with the Girls and now we all live happy together without peeing inside (most of the time)!
8. Mom took a fun internet quiz that Candace showed her and the result was this:

Possessing a rare combination of wisdom and humility, while serenely dominating your environment you selflessly use your powers to care for others.
Even the smallest person can change the course of the future.

Galadriel is a character in the Middle-Earth universe. You can read more about her at the Galadriel Worshippers Army.

Here are eight friends that I tag to do this meme about themselves or their MomDad's:
ScruffyButt
Kimo & Sabi (unless you guys did it already then you don't have to do it again)
Anastasia and Karl
Claire at TurtleHeart's Cove
Sorry, I only know these four friends. If you're not on this list but you want to do this, go ahead! Just please let me know here so I can come see your answers!

It's All About ME

2007-07-20T10:17:00.000-07:00

Well, Mom made it home just fine on Tuesday and I missed her just a little bit. Dad took me to my Grandma and Grandpa's house where they fed me lots of beefs and vegetables and Grandma let me clean her dishes in the dishwasher thing. I even sneaked into the pantry and helped myself to the bucket of dog food that they always have on hand for me to eat. They have a big dog Bailey who is crazy loco and bounces and barks a lot at me. Dad says Bailey wants to play with me but he is so annoying by moving around so much and so fast. The way I deal with his obnoxiousness is this: I convert into one of my secret identities Senior Snarls. Here is sort of what Senior Snarls looks like:
When I snarl at Bailey, he usually goes away but everyone laughs. They are probably laughing at what a fraidycat Bailey is of me. That's awesome!

So yesterday I had to go to the doctor. Dad came home from work and found me frowing up all over the house. I was very thirsty but every time I drank some water, it would come back out of my tummy. It was very yucky and it made me very sad so I cried a lot. He put me in the car and took me to my BabyDoctor. I am very embarassed to tell you this next part but I frew up a little bit in his car even. I was really sick and I couldn't even help it. I'm sorry, Dad.
The doctor was mean to me by poking me with stuff and putting that thing in my you-know-where. But my girlfriend Kat the Nurse protected me. She loves me very much so she cuddled and kissed me and talked a lot about how sweet I am. I wish that doctor would listen to her and stop hurting me. Later they took me away from MomDad and poked me with things - they took some red stuff out of me and put some clear stuff into me. The whole thing was very nasty. The doctor told MomDad that I have a bad stomach ache and they made me go home to sleep and not eat. This morning Mom gave me some medicine which I did not know was coming and had I known it was coming I would have doctor who told her to give it to me! The medicine tasted very yucky but on the plus side, I did get to have some special food that they have been hiding in the pantry from me! Horray!
I am feeling much better today and I am very distracted by some mices I've seen scattering in the rocks in my back yard! I really need to go out and get those mices but Mom won't even let me do it! AUGH! It's my JOB since the cats don't know how! After I finish this post I will continue to rouse Mom into thinking I am just casually lounging and sleeping on the couch but when she gets in the shower, I will attempt to dig my way out of the house to go get those mices.
Wish me luck!

Bye, Mom

2007-07-15T11:12:00.001-07:00

I am very sad right now. MomDad just told me that Mom will be out of town tonight through Tuesday. Dad has gone out of town lots of times leaving me to protect Mom and my kitties, too. When he's gone I get really nervous and I have to sit by the garage door and whine for him to come home. It doesn't always work though. Sometimes I even have to have two whole nights of sweeps in bed with Mom until he comes home again. I don't know what I will do while Mom is gone. I guess it'll just be me and Dad having bachelor Man Time together. We will order chicken wings and watch exploding movies on TV. That will be fun. Bye, Mom!

Friday's Feast

2007-07-13T09:15:00.000-07:00

Appetizer
What is your favorite fruit?

Meat.

Soup
Who is someone you consider as a great role model?

Mostly, my Dad. He is the Alpha Dog of me and so I do (almost) everything he tells me to do. He is very manly and so I try to be just as manly as he is. He rides a motorcycle and lights things on fire sometimes and he's not even afraid of thunderboomers. He is my hero.

Salad
If you were to spend one night anywhere within an hour of your home, where would you choose?

I would like to spend the night at MeatManBill's house. Every time I go to his house for family holidays, he feeds me lots of meats! Usually, he stands in the kitchen next to the counter full of food, pulls a big bite out with his fingers, and tears it in three pieces. He gives me and his own dog Rocky each a big piece and then he eats the last piece. He repeats this over and over and over until my tummy hurts and I have to go crawl to the corner to burp and digest in private. Plus, Rocky is a big fat sausage dog who shows me where all the extra treats are and how to sneakily eat them when the house is full of many family members - too busy to notice the Sausage Dog and ManDog eating from the trash in the garage or sneaking all of the bits of turkey that had been left out for the cats. I think if I could spend the night at MeatManBill's house I would get to eat at the dinner table I bet!

Main Course
Name something you do too often.

Chew on my ChickenLegs. I have these spindly little legs that are always itchy so I have to chew on them. MomDad call them chicken legs and I like to kick MomDad with them when we are asleep in bed at night. Sometimes I get so engrossed in the chewing of my ChickenLegs that I think I get into a trance and forget what I am doing. It is fun.

Dessert
Fill in the blank: I really like __MeatManBill____ because __he feeds me real food so I don't have to survive solely on my spindly chicken legs_.

A MANLY (pink) Wig

2007-07-11T16:56:00.000-07:00

My friend over at the Cat Realm dared everyone to try on a pink wig. I didn't want to because it's pink and I'm a ManDog and everyone knows that men don't like pink. But then Mom forced me to try it on. Fortunately, she didn't have the right tools on her computer to put it on me but then Daisy stepped in and was kind enough to do it for her! DANGIT!

So here I am with a pink wig on. And if you tell anybody about this, I will find you and I will pee on your leg. I mean it.

Mom says: Thank you, Daisy and Daisy's mom for making the picture for us! We are looking into buying that program you told us about! :)

Pictures to Share

2007-07-09T16:17:00.000-07:00

Dad sends me and mom some funny pictures of other dogs like me. I thought you might like to see some of them:

That one puppy is about to hit the other puppy. That is not nice. But they are kind of cute about it, aren't they?

Ooooo! I would love to ride another dog when I go to the lake on the boat! Look, he doesn't even have to get his feet wet! But I don't like big dogs so I'm not sure who I could get to carry me like this.

This dog loves his kitty very much. I love my kitties very much but I do not think they will let me hug them like this.

This is what I would look like if I was a space dog and had a goldfish bowl on my head and a water gun in my paw.

I do not think I would want to be a chicken dog like this guy. But he is wee.

I am S-M-R-T!

2007-07-07T09:28:00.000-07:00

I can't believe it! I won something!!!!

I was playing at Kimo & Sabi's blog yesterday, and they had this contest for their one year blogaversary (whatever that means...I'll ask Mom later) and they put up a picture of a weird rocket ship thing and we all had to guess what it was. So I walked around my house looking and sniffing at things that might make me think of what it was and then I guessed it and I was right! It's a air blower thingy that my Dad uses on his camera! Dad's doesn't look like a cool rocket ship though. His is only gray and boring. But anyway I guessed it right and I WON!!!! TwentyFIVE whole moneys!!!!

At first I wanted to have those moneys spent to buy me a whole bunch of my favorite large size Greenies to chew on! But then Ariel told me that was very selfish and so I talked it over with all of my kitties and we decided to have that moneys donated to the Colorado Humane Society because my Mom is always talking about how she wants to bring home more puppies and kitties from there to live with us but Dad says we don't have enough room. So we thought that moneys would help those puppies and kitties live happy at the shelter until they find good peoples to take them to their homes. If you want to give them moneys too, you should because it's nice there and they need help.

Thank you, Kimo and Sabi for your excellent contest! That was fun to win something!

2007-07-06T11:21:00.000-07:00

Mom told me about this cool website that asks questions for you to answer on your blog so that the people who read your blog can get to know you better. It's called Friday's Feast and she emailed me the link. So here is my answers for today:

Appetizer
How many pieces of jewelry do you wear most days?

Well, my favorite piece of jewelry is my ManDog Collar. It's called a ManDog Collar because it's really big and I think you're supposed to put it on sort of bigger dogs like German Shepherds and Malamutes. But Dad got it for me for Christmas when I was only two-and-a-half years old because he knows that I really am a ManDog.

Anyway, the ManDog collar that I always have on has two medals on it: One that proves that I am tough enough to have Rabies and the other medal has my name and my address and phone number on it in case I run away and some other people find me. Mom is right now telling me that my Rabies medal does not prove that I have Rabies but that I am protected from getting Rabies. I did not believe her until she reminded me of that nasty shot that my BabyDoctor gave me last year. Now I think she may be right.

Soup
What is your favorite instrumental song?

Well, I don't really listen to very much instrumental music because I don't really know what that means. But my favorite song right now is "Brass Monkey" because it reminds me of my sexy girlfriend named Monkey.

Salad
Who has a last name that you like?

There are last names? What are those for? I thought there were just titles and regular names. Like GrandpaDave or GrandpaWatermelon (he fed me watermelon last year) and MeatManBill (he feeds me meat whenever I see him) or MyLindsay.

Main Course
Name a popular movie you’ve never seen.

I've never seen All Dogs Go to Heaven. I don't know what it's about but it sounds like a travel documentary and since I like to go in the car to lots of places, it sounds like Heaven is the place to be. And, since I am a Dog, I want to go there.

Dessert
Fill in the blank: Nothing makes me __sleepy-er_____ like ___plopping on the porch in the sunshine all day___.

Thirteen Things I Like to Eat

2007-06-28T08:48:00.000-07:00

1. The feathery bits on the kitties' toys

2. My very special dog food.

3. The tootsie rolls that the kitties leave for me in their sandboxes in the basement.

4. Chocolate

5. Anything my Grammas give me (which is EVERYTHING! YAY!)

6. Cheetos from MyLindsay.

7. Things that are not green (ie. no pickles, lettuce, granny smith apples, spinach or olives).

8. My very special "Beast Pills"

9. Anything I want.

10. Wolf Sized Greenies, Rawhide sticks and Dental chews.

11. People's earlobes

12. Random stringy mystery bits I find in places like the backyard, the living room or the floor.

13. Other dogs' and kitties' foods.

New Toys For Everyone!

2007-06-27T16:13:00.000-07:00

A couple of nights ago, MomDad took me to the babydoctor for just a regular checkup. He said I was good boy and way better than I was last year when I was being bi-polar and giving MomDad the bitey and I even gave Dr. babydoctor the bitey too. He said I only had a little bit of tartar sauce on my teefs but that's okay because Dad doesn't want to brush them for me.

The best part about the Babydoctor is that his office is right INSIDE my favorite store in the whole world: PETSMART! There are toys in every aisle and even other dogs to visit with and growl at if I want to. And after making the babydoctor do nasty things to my potty and stuff, MomDad always feel guilty enough to buy me some new toys on the way out! Horray for Dobby!!!!!

They buyed me a new man bowl for my foods and a dental chewy bone and they buyed Brudder a harness of his very own and they also buyed me a cat toy that looks like a carrot and they put catnip inside of it. Mmmmmm. I loved chewing up that carrot toy! I chewed all the feathers off first and then tried to open it up to see why it didn't squeak for me. But then Mom caughted me and told me I was a bad boy. Then Dad tried to kill me by tying the carrot around my neck for an hour! I couldn't believe it! Look with your own eyes:
How was I supposed to chew it up when it was attached to my neck on the side of my head even?!!?!? I was so embarassed. I couldn't believe Mom took a picture of it. I don't think I was a bad boy since we were at the Petsmart for me only anyway and not for the kitties. Jeesh.

I'm thinking about running away since MomDad obviously don't love me and aren't even nice to me ever.

Look at This

2007-06-25T20:11:00.000-07:00

Ooooooo Look at the pretty plant! It's so green and it's weeves are so swoopy and long and healthy. And look, there! Mom's vitamins. Yum.

That's all.

There is nothing else in this picture.

Except maybe a lamp or two. And a couple of bells. But that's all.

Nothing else.

Nothing at all.

...or is there?!?!

Stinky Dog

2007-06-16T09:23:00.000-07:00

Today, while I was outside "plopping" in the sun, I found a new perfume for myself! It was a musky scent reminiscent of zombie death and poop. Dad called it Eau de BLECH. I brought it inside to share it with MomDad and they whisked me away to the bathtub, calling me Stinky Dog.

First, Dad tried to kill me by give me a bath with my oatmeal shampoo. But I guess he didn't get all the perfume off because right after I was dried and happy to be out of the Tub O' Death, Mom grabbed me and put me back in! I couldn't believe it! TWO BATHS IN ONE DAY! I really am lucky to have escaped alive.

The bad news is I don't smell like Eau de BLECH anymore. The good news is I still remember where in the yard I found it! >:)

Thirteen Songs That I Like

2007-06-14T08:13:00.000-07:00

1. Wonderboy - Tenacious D

2. Fever Dog - Stillwater

3. Brass Monkey - Beastie Boys

4. Ape Man - The Kinks

5. Proudest Monkey - Dave Matthews Band

6. Track #69 on the Undertow album - Tool

7. Get Down, Make Love - Nine Inch Nails

8 Sir Psycho Sexy - Red Hot Chili Peppers

9. Shock the Monkey - Peter Gabriel

10. Birdhouse in Your Soul - They Might Be Giants

11. Dum Diddy - Black Eyed Peas (on the Monkey Business album)

12. Everybody's Got Something to Hide Except Me and My Monkey - The Beatles

13. Tweeter and the Monkey Man - Travelling Wullburys

A Question Answered

2007-05-30T17:31:00.000-07:00

Once upon a time, amanda j said..."Welcome to the blogs Dobby. My question is - can you knit socks, or do you prefer to watch?!"

Yuck. Knitting is for girls like my mom and my sister Nala. Mom does the knitting while fat cat Nala sits on her lap and attacks the ball as it rolls by sometimes.

I do, however, like to chew on Mom's bamboo knitting needles. Especially when they are brand new and not even removed from the package yet. I like to wait until she and Dad are either gone or in bed and then I sneak down and chew away. They taste sort of like my bone but not really. Mostly they taste like me being a Bad Boy.

Thanks for asking!

My MomDad are leaving on vacation so I'm going to have my own vacation at my GrandpaDave's house. He is great fun. He has a lot of land that I can run around on. And a Great Pyranees named Xena who is very big but very gentle and even though she growls at me I know that she secretly likes me as much as I like her! And GrandpaDave also has lots of kitties in his house and if I'm fast enough I get to eat all of their food and go the basement and eat all of their tootsie rolls! And also outside there are birds like turkeys and peacocks and ducks and stuff. GrandpaDave puts me in charge of chasing the Emu around the field. And then he lets his girlfriend, my AuntKat take me to her house for a couple days and that's another big ball of fun!
I'm so excited for my vacation! I'll be back in a couple weeks! Bye!

Welcome

2007-05-25T21:08:00.000-07:00

So now I have a blog like MomDad. I can't believe it's taken so long. They are so mean to me they made me wait three years to get my own blog. Jeeesh.
On my blog I will talk about anything interesting that happens to me on a regular basis. This includes, but is not limited to the adventures that MomDad take me on -- inna car, on walks, out of town, visiting family, those sorts of things that I love to do. I'll also be telling you about what it's like to live with three prissy cats and some very boring fish. Dad sends Mom lots of funny pictures of puppies and kitties so sometime I'll steal them and share them with you, too. Dad says I'll get my own email address even.
To get this party started, how bout you leave me a comment and ask me anything you'd like to know about me. I'm full of lots of beans stuff.