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Met a woman today who said she didn’t like dogs. It must be hard to be a robot.

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My female alpha male’s brother-in-law is coming to town this weekend and he’s allergic to dogs. I know – that’s like the worst pox anyone could be cursed with in this world. It’s even worse than an ingrown toenail, or a presidential address right in the middle of the season finale of Scrubs!
Well there’s something [...]

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Now let me make one thing very clear: there is only ONE Bisket. My little Boston Terrier puppy love is enough to circle the world twice, but I ain’t Ol’ St. Nick – I can’t be everywhere at once! That’s why the world needs some other Boston Terriers to spread the lovin’. And until yesterday, [...]

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Exactly one year ago today, in Wisconsin Dells (the self-proclaimed “Water Park Capital of the World”), a little pooch was born. There was no room in the bed, so his mom had to give birth to him in a manger. 3 wise dogs brought him gifts of pepperoni, rawhide, and Wii cords. There was a [...]

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Even fiercely independent pooches like myself have mothers. And I love mine very much. Thanks, mom, for 8 weeks of puppy suckling and little nudges with your cold nose.

 
To all you pooches out there: Don’t forget where you came from. And to all those puppy mothers who haven’t gotten a phone call from their puppies [...]

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For Easter, we packed the Taurus to the moonroof with pizzles, treats, and leashes and hit it for Chi-town. As you can see, I had an awesome time:
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

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Minnesota is the land of 10,000 lakes. It is also the land of 1 Bisket. Those are awesome odds for a dog who loves the outdoors.
So yeah, I went to the lake today and chased my jolly ball all over the park. (Seriously, that’s what it’s called!) It was fantastic. This dog was born to [...]

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Ok pooches and poochettes, here’s the deal… I know I haven’t been the best at keeping up the blog lately. Like I said, I’ve been grounded for putting my little shnoz toe-deep in a skimmer and chewing. (So sue me!) But thousands of you have emailed/called/texted/carrier-pigeoned/burning-bacon-grease-signaled (that’s the best kind!), telling me to get off [...]

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I know that title sounds lame – like some Stuart Smalley mirror-side affirmation. But it’s true. Chances are that one day you find this simply scintillating sketch drawing of my likeness at Sotheby’s. Let the bidding start at 1 MILLION(!!!!!!!!) dollars.
 
 

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