Caturday Bloggie Hop!

It's that time again!

Not much is goin' on. I went to visit Mommy over Labor Day. An' for once, Mommy didn't have to Labor on Labor Day. No doggies needed walking, 'cept me, Carl an' Reese of course.

An' Mommy thinks that long walks are fun, but fer little puppies like me, they're very tiring.

An' Carl wanted to play ALL THE TIME. I was a little stressy when I first got to Mommy's new 'partment, so she kept me separated from Carl and Reese with the baby gate.

Carl didn't unnerstand that I wasn't quite ready to play yet:

But we eventually played and had lots of fun an' we went to a doggie park! Carl loves to go to this park because he can RUN and RUN and RUN until he's almost too tired to walk home again!

Reese was nice to me when we were outsides, but she didn't like me being in "her" apartment. Mommee says that she "guards resources."

An' then on Labor Day, I went back to Gramma's with Daddy.

Wrasslin'

Anudder foster doggie

Did I mention that Mommee getted anudder foster doggie? Yeah. His name is Carl. I haven't met him yet, but Reese seems to like him, an' since she's very picky about the doggies she likes, that mus' mean he's a nice doggie, and isn't going to try an' eat her like Kieran did.

He's a pit bull mix, Mommee sez mebbeh mixed with Dalmatian? He's kinda spotty. He's about a year old, and Mommee sez he's very "puppy-ish." Well, Duh!, Mommee, he's a puppy!

Mommee sez he likes to play an' play an' play, all day long! Sometimes Reese snaps at him an' sez GO AWAY cuz she's older and grumpier and duzn't like to play all day long.





Duzn't it kinda look like his eyes is looking in two different directions?




He's gettin' eated by the cowch!

I iz a party dog!

On Caturday night, Mommee had a party to celebrate being ancient. I tried to be a helper doggie in the morning, cleaning the house, but I mostly just whined when I couldn't be in the kitchen wif Mommee.

Then I tasted the cake balls, to make sure they wasn't poisunus. And I told Mommee I had to test the rolls for the meetball sammiches, but she said No.

Then I supervized the assembly of the table for playing games.

An' would you beleev it? All of Mommee's frends were under the same delusion she was! They said I was HUGE! An' I said, No, I just a little puppeh.

Here's me an' Mommee.



See how little I am?

Happy St. Pitty's Day!

It's St. Pitty's Day! If you live near me (in Phillydelphia), and you want to 'dopt a doggie, the place for homeless doggies is having a sale! Any doggie with an Irish name is $10 off the adoption fee ($65 for adult doggies and $115 for puppies).

Moira:

Patrick:

Keely:

Madigan:

(There's more at the shelter, too!)

And just cuz I'm so cute, here's a picture of me in my Irish bandanna (it's black with green shamrocks on it) with a Leprachaun:

Here's a better picture of my bandanna:

2009 Year in Review Part III

So, here's the last of my pikshurs.

At Howl-o-ween, Mommee immortalized my likeness in a pumpkin! It's a Owen-o-Lantern!



And at Crimmas, Santa Paws brought me presents!



I can opens, right, Mommee?




I helps Reese out wif her present.




Yay! A new toy to tug with!

So, that's my 2009! Hope you all have a great 2010!

2009 Year in Review

I has lots of pikshurs to shares wif you. All of them are from the past year.

So, the year started off with dinner at Gramma's. Nuttin' too exciting.

And . . . . nuttin' happened in Feberary.

Annnnd, in March, Mommee and Daddee took me an' Reese on a CAR RIDE (!). I wanted to give Daddee bunnee eers in this pikshur but Mommee wouldn't let me.

Then, when we got where we were going, we took a REALLY LONG walk with lots of other people (and a few other doggies!). Mommee said we were walkin' becuz too many police ossifers was gettin' killed just fer doin' their jobs.

I told Mommee and Daddee they were sick, sadistic people fer making me walk so far. My poor puppy feets aren't used to walkin' so much!

Then, we got SNOW! In MARCH! (OK, it was still technically wintertime, but SNOW! in MARCH!)

First, we played on the deck.

Then, Mommee and Daddee took me an' Reese to this fenced-in place, with concrete ground, so me and Reese can run off-leash! It's kinda like a doggie park, just fer us. (Note from Mommy: it's an enclosed roller hockey rink. Reese does not enjoy dog parks, but this is a safe way for the two dogs to run off-leash together.)

Daddee maked a snowball fer me!

Where'd it go?

Then, after the snow went away, I had a berfday. I turned two months old! Mommee keeps teasin' me, saying I'm two YEARS old. Silly mommee.

Mommee maked me a cake. Mommee put the recipe in her bloggie, in case any other Mommees wanna make cake fer their puppies.

And I gots to have some. Of course. It was my cake! (Yes, I shared wif Reese)

And I getted presents.

Was a good berfday.



In late March, I went to puppy school. Mommee didn't take any pikshurs of me in doggie school. But I got a certificate that says I passed!

In April, we took a LOOOOOONG car ride. And we took another LOOOOONG walk (sick, sadistic parents). But there were LOTS of other doggies to meet.

I met the guy that invited all the doggies to this park. Mommee said his name is John DeBella, and he talks on the radio.

Then Mommee make me stuck my face in a hole in a piece of plywood. Then, Daddee took my pikshur. I dunno why.

It was also really HOT, so Mommee and Daddee let me an' Reese go swimmin'.

OK, so that's January through April. May through August, comin' up next!

Merry Woofmas!

Hope everybuddy is having a furry Woofmas! Daddee an' I drove back home to see Mommee last nite. Reese was so happy to see me! (So was Mommee, of course) Kieran . . . not so happy to see me.

But Mommee and Daddee took us all for a walk, and then STUCK US IN OUR CRATES! How is THAT to spend Christmas Eve??

They were gone a couple of hours, then they came home and we all went to bedtime.

In the morning, we went for walkies again, and got breakfast noms. Then Mommee told us that Santa Paws left us presents!

That's a gingerbread stuffie! An' I got a nom-dispensing bone, and a bully stick!!

Reese and Kieran each got a stuffie, a nom-dispensing toy, and a bully stick, too. Pretty soon, Daddee an' I are gonna head back to Gramma's, cuz Daddee said Santa Paws left toys for me THERE, too!

Here's ma pikshur!

Oh, yeah, Reese's in it, too.

Sorries!

I is sorries I has been a bad puppeh, updating my bloggy.

Daddee put on my new Santa Paws suit, and took me on a CAR RIDE(!) last nite to dis place called Nesh-a-min-ee Mall, and I saw LOTS of ozzer doggies! I felt a little sillee wearin' dat suit, but most of teh ozzer doggies had on silly costumes, too. And my Mommee was there, with Reese! I was most happiest to see them both!

And we stood in a long line, for a reely long time, like, fur-evers! An' dis little puppee in front of us kept tryin' to chase my tail. Mommee didn't seem to like teh puppee - well, more like, she didn't like teh peepel who brought da puppee. She said dat puppee came from a "puppy mill" like I came from. And dat teh peepel knew it and bought dat puppee anyways. She said it was a pug and beegul mixed togedder, and she doesn't unnerstand why peepels pay so much moneys for mutts.

Anyways, we also saw a English Mastiff, who didn't seem to likes me. I dunno why. An' TWO pibbles! An' a Great Dane. And more pug-beegul mixes, which made Mommee even more mad. And dis yorkie was behind us. And a Westie. And English bulldoggies. And anudder lab, but he was black, not cream-colored like me. An' a poodle.

So, like I sed, we stood in this line, like, fur-evers, and we finally got to meet dis guy sittin' in a green chair. He, uh, kinda needed to lose some weight (I mean, come on, Mommee, you think I'm pudgy?). An' he had a looooong white beard. And I sat on da floor in front of his chair, and Reese hopped up next to him. I wanted to hop up, too, but he has the same delusions Mommee does -- he thought I was a big doggie, but I told him, no, I'm a little doggie, I only 10.5 pounds -- the vet forgot the decimal point, but he said, no, you're too big, you sit on da floor.

Anyways, these ladies squeaked a toy, and called my name, but Mommee said "Stay." And der was dis brite flash of lite, and we had to leave that man. We couldn't stay an' play wis him, cuz der were ozzer doggies waitin' to meets him.

Then one of dose ladies gave Mommee and Daddee each a picshur, and Daddee and me went back to Gramma's, and Mommee took Reese home. Mommee said she's gonna "scan" the picshur at home, so I can put it in my bloggy.

Recap of visit wif Mommee

So, Daddee drived me to the puppie store (not that they sell puppies, but they sell stuff for puppies) and guess who was there! My mommee! I hopped around to tell her that I missed her.

I didn't get to go into the puppie store. Mommee said she already buyed me treats. I got into her car and Daddee put my crate in her car.

Mommee drived me home, put my crate together . . . AND STUCK ME IN IT! AND LEFT! She said she had to take one of the baby kitties to meet its new mommee. She wasn't gone too long, and she let me out of my crate when I came back.

So, I was laying in my favorite spot on the windowsill, and these two people came over! But they didn't come to meet me -- they came to visit that mean older kittie that lives in Mommee's office. They might 'dopt her.

So, after they left, Mommee took me to my most favoritest place on teh Earf. DOGGEE PARK!! There was SO MANY other doggies there! There was labs, and golden retrievers, and pibbles, and my most favoritest . . . a husky! They're just so darn attractive. I wanted to "say hi" but I think she knew what I was up to, and just kept running away from me. And I tried to catch her, but she was faster than me.

AND there was a huge puddle of water! Almost like a little pond! So I splashed around in it. Mommee yelled at me that I was getting dirty, but I didn't care! At least I didn't lay down in it, like that golden retriever did!

Then we went home and had noms for dinner. It was the bestest day ever.

Went for walkies with Reese this morning. Then Mommee kleened up the house. Then she used this weird-looking brush on me. But, boy, did it pull out lots of old, loose fur! She called it a "Furminator." Reese loved getting Furminated. She rolled over to have her belly Furminated!

Then . . . the indignity started. Mommee pulled out this red suit from the closet. And put it on me. And put antlers on Reese. And took out the camera. She sed she was takin' pikshurs fer somethin' called a Crimmas card. She breaked her 'spensive camera lens, so then she started usin' her pikshur-taker on her cell phone.

So, Mommee packed up my stuff, and now I'm jus' waitin' for Daddee to come gets me to go back to Gramma's. Mommee said she can't handle 3 doggies durin' the week by herselfs. Cuz yeah, that Kieran doggie is STILL HERE.