Squirrels

They are everywhere!! Our neighbors cut down all their trees, about 30 trees in all, so what do we have lots of in our yard now? You guessed it--squirrels. I am really close to catching one. I run really fast, now if only I could climb. I did climb once. Dad placed a wooden fence panel leaning next to his shop. He didn't realize at what angle he left it. When I went outside, and one of those creatures decided to jump on top of the shop and then in the tree, I decided to follow it. I got pretty high on the fence panel, then----I looked down. Being such a short dog--I was really scared. Mom helped me out of that predicament, and I don't ever care to do that again. Any tips on catching all those awful animals that are invading my territory?

I am the silent type, but don't underestimate me!!!

I don't bark alot, or give my opinion on everyting like Kirby Joe does. I sit back , look and listen. I've learned a whole lot that way. I usually know when the treat jar is open--way before the other 2 do. I am such a short dog, that if they drop their treat, I know exactly where it will land---very cllose to mouth, or in my mouth before the human knows it was even dropped. I am also pretty keene on knowing who should be in trouble and for what. Watching people is very good--just wish there would be more girls to watch around here. I also do a lot of food watching under the table just in case someone drops a tiny morsel. I think my daddy drops things just for me on purpose, and Ha, Ha--my mom wonders why my diet is not working as fast as it should. Between my quiet personality and good looks, I would be the perfect valentine, for some perfect girl. Any Takers?

I Just Can't win!

My family picks on me. I just can't win! We had our baths tonight. Mom takes me out of the tub and starts towel drying my hair. She always makes it stand out all over making cute remarks, like that she always wanted a red-headed child. She likes to fluff my hair out all over and then she starts laughing and says that it makes me look even fatter. What? A whole month doing without and eating lean food--she ruins it all with just water and shampoo!! I just can't win. What's a red-headed, long-haired, short, long (and a little fat) dog to do?

Serious Stuff

No, I am not going to rant on my Mom's pet peeves, such as dogs on chains, abuse to any animals and things like that. I have my own. My pet peeve (it is mine--all mine, as I am the pet) is this stupid diet they have me on. Thanksgiving came and went--more exercise--no extra food, Christmas--the same darn thing. Now they say New Years is about here, and I can't expect any difference. I guess I can't expect any breaks from these guys--they are so serious. I am a long, short dog, and yes--I did yelp not long ago when I ran so fast trying to keep up with my brother and sister. Some of that is just my nature--I complain a whole lot. I am a little chunky--but I am doing better. I lost a pound so far and about a half more is all I really need. Dog--this is serious stuff. It's a wonder she doesn't make me walk as far as she does Sallie Mae. Do how many steps I take count? Obviously not to her!! I keep showing her my paws. I do keep them ground down--unlike Kirby Joe, and she says-she doesn't think that counts for much, either. She has the gumph to tell me that he prefers the soft grass to walk in, unlike me, as it all tickles my stomach. I can't help that he likes getting his belly dirty, and I don't!! Will someone please sneak me something fattening? Pawlease don't tell anybody, my brother and sister are snitches!! I will have to end this on a good note--I did get plenty of Christmas presents, and yes--even some treats, but jst not enough treats, bol. What's a fat dog like me to do???

I'm always the good dog.

I'm always the good dog, bol. It doesn't take the Christmas season, or any of those tales--I'm always good. Ok, maybe not good---but sneaky. Shhh---don't tell anyway, it's a difficult reputation to keep up. If something gets chewed--Sallie Mae did it. If anything is out of place Kirby Joe did it. Whatever happens, I had no part!! Just ask my daddy--he will tell you, I'm innocent. I can't help looking so guilty, I was born with these good looks. I am red, sure that makes me look partly guilty, but it is really my eyes. Something about those big brown eyes, with such a long nose, and long ears, It's just part of my personality. I promise I am never the one, no matter what---it wasn't me!!

How's your diet going?

Mom say's I am Chili, Chili 4X4, can you imagine? She has cut back on my food. The worst time of the year to do that. I got very little turkey and ham for Thanksgiving. She says she is not super worried cause it is cold and I could use a few pounds until summer. Man, that food smelled good and I couldn't get anybody to snitch me some. I blame Sallie Mae for that. When she came to live with us they installed puppy gates. They wern't foling around, either. They are metal. She just closed them right before I would get in and no one left anything on the floor. She brags that Sallie Mae is getting so big and then she says I am getting fat. I am so surprised she is not trying to get me a treadmill. My, My would some one please send me some food behind Mom's back? This is the hardest thing to do. Have you looked at what size your human's body has gotten these days---I don't think she has any room to talk!!

I'm Fat!!!

Mom said it, she meant it, I think. She said I will have to go on a diet--cause I am getting fat!! My booty is wider these days, so I guess she's right. I guess this means more walks for me, also. I keep looking at her and Dad--how would they feel if I called them fat? Mom would be really mad, I'm sure. I am pretty sneaky, and Mom thinks that I have been talking Kirby Joe out of some of his food. He is a picky eater, you know. This may be fun. Mom used to sit with us when we ate. She feeds Sallie Mae in another room and she stopped sitting with any of us. Kirby Joe gets his spells--he gets in his mind that he will not eat without her. He will stop eating anything, until she takes the time out of her busy schedule to do this. She has to put his bowl under her chair and talk to him. How does diet food taste?? Uh---I've got to say, I am more than a little bit worried!!!

The life of a badger hunter

Ho-hum, Mom is laughing at me again tonight. It's tuff to be the badger hunter of the family. If I had to make "a living" doing that, I would probably starve. You see, I am really the world's greatest sneaky dog. When Dad comes home in the morning, I am the first one to bark and run toward the dog gate in the hall. But as soon as the other dogs start to follow me I stand back and let them get ahead of me. I then double back and run to Mom. You see, I have her all to myself while Kirby Joe and Sallie Mae are welcoming him in the carport door. I make them think it's a challenge when all I really want is a little extra loving from my Mom. I know once the excitement settles he will come and get me anyway. Ah---the best of both worlds!!! I also have a lot of other sneaky habits. I act really scared when a new toy shows up, then I usually get the other dogs involved so no one will find me out. Now if I can get past the I'm guilty look on my face when things happen, I will have it mastered.

Why do I get the blame?

Woof, Woof, I do not understand. Anything that goes wrong in this family, Mom and Dad always looks at me. Is it my pretty brown eyes that make me look guilty? Mom says it's just the way I look at her. Wish someone would teach me how not to look guilty!! I made Sallie Mae take those dead birds and to pretend that she was gonna eat them, I even make Kirby Joe's hair unmanagable, BOL, I just don't understand. I don't even object when Mom dresses me up, but I'm with Kirbie Joe, it's gonna be heck to pay for the pictures. You see, we are all camera shy. All Mom has to do is put it up to her face, and the eldest here--uh my brother, has taught us to run. It's beginning to get harder, though, because Dad has taken up the habit. We will just have to see if they catch us any time soon, so stay tuned----

Lazy Sunday

Hello everyone. I have been quite lazy today. I have enjoyed the cooler weather, but this misty rain is awful! I am so close to the ground, so when I go outside, I get my belly wet. I am sorta blue on Sundays as my Dad goes back to work. He doesn't come home until 3a.m. and its really hard for 3 dogs to snuggle up to Mom. We all want to be in the same place at the same time, BOL. My sister got a new sweater and I say, Really, Mom; what else can you do to make her look more monkey and not dog? She's so silly and still very much unlike us boys. She can step right over Kirby and me and just keep going. I just can't figure her out. Oh, did I tell you thay I like chasing squirrels? Came close to catching one today. Mom says I had better leave them alone, they will have me for their lunch, but I am not afraid. I did corner an opossum last week. Somehow it got inside our fenced backyard and Kirby and I ran him up in a corner of the house. He sat back and hissed at us! Dad caught him in a 5 gallon bucket and he and Mom took a ride to the country. They said that they relocated him, so us dogs would leave him alone. We just didn't like him in our backyard. Cats are also off limits!! They may come in our yard, we chase them, but we always let them win. I am looking around at Mom tonight, waiting for her to run water in the tub. If I hear it, she will never find me!! She often gives our bath when Dad is at work. Lots of times, she sneaks up on me and gets me first, BOL, cause that's the only way she is gonna get me! She has her head in the TV right now, so maybe she isn't thinking about it. It may be safe for me to get a little shut-eye. Good Night Everyone, help me to listen for her, OK?