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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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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 about Jason’s feet that I can’t get enough of. If he’s sitting there, I get this weird urge to walk up to him and roll around all over his metatarsals. I don’t know what it is! But I just can’t get enough! I love it!

Then after a few rolls, I get told to get off Jason’s feet. It’s like something you really want but know you’ll never have. A shame, really: Me and those feet could have some fun together!

 

Possessed by feet!

Possessed by feet!

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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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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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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:

 

There will be children?? And a yard?? I couldn't be happier! Unless meat is involved, of course.

Ridin' in the front, pizzle in the back. Yup, life is good!!!

 

"Hello, baby. How about I try out that swing once??"

"Hello, baby. How about I try out that swing once??"

 

 

Whoever invented the big backyard deserves a raise

Whoever invented the big backyard deserves a raise

 

 

The Shoe Closet: your one-stop shop for interesting shoe smells

The Shoe Closet: your one-stop shop for interesting shoe smells

 

 

Mmmmmmm... bunny

Mmmmmmm... bunny

 

 

This is how you tell someone you're ready to go home.

This is how you tell someone you're ready to go home.

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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 run!!!!!! And poop sometimes. But mostly to run!!!!!

 

Me and my Jolly Ball

Me and my Jolly Ball

 

After I stretched out my four little wheels, we went lakeside for some snooping around in the tall grass. All I found was a bunch of old Phillie blunts and dry leaves. Man – I was hoping for at least a half-full bag of Chex mix or something!

 

 

In the rough...

In the rough...

 

Finally, it was time to venture down to mighty Lake Nokomis. I took a few sniffs… I stepped in the mud of its storied banks… I watched a Seagull fly high above in the cool Minnesota sky… and then went back to the long grass to look for Chex mix.

 

 

Me. Lake. Awesome.

Me. Lake. Awesome.

 

All in all, it was an awesome time! Got to bond with my male alpha male, run around like a nut, and sniff some new smells. What more could I ask for???

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