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I wonder if cats take dognaps?

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Why wear pants if you’re going to poop them?? When it comes to that, we pooches are definitely ahead of the curve.

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Can’t a dog just sit here and watch Frasier without someone sticking a camera in his face. Geez!

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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, I didn’t even know they existed.

I got into my best harness, checked it twice in the mirror and hopped into the car. I had no idea where we were going, but I could sense it was somewhere that had some dogs. And where there’s dogs, there’s usually beef-flavored treats – and you know how I feel about beef-flavored treats. Yup, about the same way I feel about chicken-flavored treats. Or lamb-flavored treats. Ok, the same way I feel about treats – period!

So eventually we got to a pleasant house on a pleasant street and went around back. It looked like any other house; smelled like any other house. So what was the big deal?????

BOSTONS! 

All over the place! So many me-looking dogs that I had to nip myself in the butt to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. I couldn’t believe it. Big Bostons, little Bostons, Bostons with round heads, Bostons with droopy ears, Bostons with tails, Bostons with Southern accents, Bostons with attitude, Bostons with black fingernails, and brown Bostons!

And then the fun started…

 

Lookit all them Bostons!!!!! There's more awesomeness in that pool than in the entire Western seaboard.

Lookit all them Bostons!!!!!

 

I'd never been in a pool that deep before. But once I got in, I couldn't get enough! And I didn't even need goggles.

I'd never been in a pool that deep before. But once I got in, I couldn't get enough! And I didn't even need goggles.

Soon, a foxy little dame called Ruby showed up. And the guys couldn't get enough...

Soon, a foxy little dame called Ruby showed up. And the guys couldn't get enough...

 

I kept my nose to myself and played it cool with Ruby. Struck up a little conversation about how nice her nails looked; does she use a Pedi Paw?? And then...

I kept my nose to myself and played it cool with Ruby. Struck up a little conversation about how nice her nails looked; does she use a Pedi Paw?? And then...

 

We played around!

We played around! I guess being the American Gentleman helps when you're picking up ladies!

 

That big guy is Bowser. It was his yard. I didn't see Mario or Princess Toadstool anywhere, which made me a little suspicious... but he was a great host!

That big guy is Bowser. It was his yard. He looks tough, but he was a great host and a helluva Mario Kart player!

 

Kirby telling me a joke. It was "What's black and white and good? Give up? Bacon that I want to eat!!!!!!" I didn't get it either, but it sounded delicious.

Kirby telling me a joke. It was "What's black and white and good? Give up? Bacon that I want to eat!!!!!!" I didn't get it either, but it sounded delicious.

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Inside my little melon, right beside the part of my brain that makes me salivate over popcorn, is the part of my brain that thinks about cool stuff: the Cool Stuff Oblongata. I’m NOT making this up! Anyways, today I’m going to be lying in my kennel putting my CSO to some serious work.

You see, I’ve been thinking a lot about this blog lately, and I’m ready to change some things up. Add some fun stuff here, some sausage smells there… you know – just make it way more awesome. Of course one look at this picture and you’re probably thinking to yourself: “Well how much more awesome can it get?!?!?!?!” Right??

Hahaha that’s what I thought!

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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 bright star up in the sky – but then it turned out to be an airplane.

Ok, so I made that whole thing up. Except the part where I was born. Today is my birthday! Can you believe it???? I’m 1 year old today. Funny: it seems more like 7 years. Hmmmmmm…

Anyways, I’ve got a pretty damn good life. Two wonderful alphas who love me, a warm kennel whenever I need it, food in the dish, a nice little perch on the couch for window watching and sun bathing, plenty of toys, a yard full of dirt to dig and roll in, washcloth baths every morning, a big hallway to run down, and a clean bill of health. Yup, my life is pretty good. I’m so happy to have been born!

Me when I was born:

 

Sleeping... something you never grow out of!

Sleeping... something you never grow out of

 

And now…

 

I guess you don't grow out of happiness either!

I guess you don't grow out of happiness either!

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I think I’ve got it. I mean, check me out – I’m already showing the symptoms. Rolling around the dirt to cool off and acting like a pig, right? Pretty soon I’ll be making friends with spiders and going “wee wee wee all the way home.” Seriously! This is not good…

 

 

 

 

"It's too late, Sidney... tell me family I love them."

"It's too late for a cure, Sidney... tell me family I love them."

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