August 13th 2007 9:08 pm
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Oh, ok....
Here are the rules of the game!
Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves.
Dogs who are tagged, need to post in their diary the rules & their 7 pawsome facts.
Then choose 7 dogs to tag and list their names.
Don’t forget to bark them a pmail that they have been tagged and to read your Diary.
So, here are some more super pawsome facts bout ME... Kysthadiah
1. I came in 3rd place at the "My dog will eat that" contest.... I would have won, but I didn't know I wasn't supposed to chew the broccali.
2. I scare people when the door bell rings
3. I go kayaking with Themommy
4. I miss bear - where are you bear? Are you out there?
5. I love to sit on Themommys lap and snuggle when she watches tv at night
6. I totally fool Thedaddy into thinking Themommy didn't feed me.
7. I love to got to San Francisco and see all the Corgis at the park.
Now I am tagging:
Yoshi
Guinnes Ale
Ziggy
Wednesday
Trunks
Tally
Skye
Have fun
October 6th 2006 9:19 pm
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Tuesday night I went to class with Themommy like we do. We got there early and Themommy made me do a lot of the things we were going to do (we do every week). I was happy cuz' I get treats!
So, class starts and we all go in. But there's several gates up and Themommy sits in a chair first. The lady tells us we have 10 tests tonight. I can tell Themommy is nervous, but I don't know why. We're jsut going to play like we always do aren't we? So, Themommy gets up and walks over to one of the gates and tells me to "walking" and I follow her... but there's a new dog and I have to see it! She's not happy.
Anyhow, I passed a couple of the tests and then Themommy tells me I failed one. But If I pass all 9 others, I can retake it. I realize I gotta' concentrate real hard or Themommy is going to be sad. She tells me I can fail, but I want to make her happy. I concentrate real hard and pass the other tests. I wait with the strange lady, I walk beside Themommy and turn left and about and stop and sit, I stay sitting, I stay laying down, I walk through the "crowd" without caring, I walk by the strange doggie and don't even car that the lady walks by with a strange contraption and drops her bag that makes noise. So, back we go the the one I failed. The lady pets me and I stay real still and then she brushes me (I don't like it but I don't move) she puts her hand down and I give her my paw and then she reaches over for my other one. I'm like "Hey I already gave you the other one, stop touching me!" but I don't move and she says "Great that'll work" and guess what?
Themommys is so happy, she said "YOU PASSED!" YIPPY!!!!
I'm a C.G.C.
September 12th 2006 9:55 pm
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Look at those toes
In them yummy socks
A cure to all woes
In them yummy socks
They wiggle
All tickly soft
I giggle
All tickly soft
White or striped or red
With toes inside
On the floor or bed
With toes inside
I simply must bite
And she giggles too
Ever so carefully lite
And she giggles too
Before they go into the shoes
A morning ritual
We play – we two
A morning ritual
Of toes and socks
July 24th 2006 9:05 am
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Wow, I'm one tired corgi! We just got back from kayaking.
Themommy, Thedaddy and I got up early and Themommy's kayak was already on the car. I got to go too! We took a long ride and I got to sniff all kinds of differnt car air. It was great. Then we stopped at a new place.
Themommy said we were at the Aquatic Park. There were lots of people. They were with a group called Team In Training. They all had black skins on and waved at Themommy. She put her kayak in the water.
It was weird water, it kept chasing me and then running away. I don't know... Themommy put me in the back and she got in and we were on the water!
Wow, it was fun. But the boat kept moving a lot more than normal. She said they were "waves", but waves are what people do when they know you and are saying 'Hi".
Then the people with the black skin (Themommy said that the black skin is called a wet suit - whatever!) Like I need to know all these words, I'm a corgi. Anyhow, they got in the water and swam around us and over and back around us. Themommy said we were making sure they were safe in the water. I was safe because I had on my water-vest, but Themommy said that sometimes people get tired and scared, we were there to be support and chear them on. I cheared a lot.
For all you other doggies out there, Team In Training is really great for a lot of reasons, but two formost. 1. The teach the average person how to do a Triathalon (anybody) and 2. They raise money for cancer research through the Leukemia Foundation.
I fell in once and boy was the water cold, but Themommy got me back on board and I cheared some more. Then we got out and I got to sniff the Streats Of San Francisco. I even got a bite of French Bread when Themommy and Thedaddy stopped for a snack of soup.
It was a good day!
June 9th 2006 4:22 pm
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I sigh
.
Many years now I've watched you
tinkering away in peeved despair
your fingers blistered
eyes hard
and nothing for me.
But here I lie
my orange coat faded
as neglected as
the patient daisies
that grow in your once palatial garden.
I hear you curse of thieveries
but I have protected your garden and you.
Don't you know the love I would lavish-
wash away our despair
if you would let me -
if you would tinker with me
with your blistered fingers.
March 30th 2006 4:38 pm
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Wednesday Inn
It was a sleepy town
when Shadow and I had run
of the streets – safe
even for a kid and her dog.
No one paid much attention
to the barefoot, anima
with the her black dog.
Sitting in the cemetery
on the hill or
slipping though the fence
into the fairgrounds.
Leaving class 'cuz I'd
had enough of the other kids
or sneak over to the place
I knew Doug would be working.
Down to the Smoke Shop
with all my saved coins
for the latest DC issue
after another afternoon
in the principal’s office.
That child is long gone, but as
I walk once familiar streets,
I can’t help the impish smile.
It's dark, my favorite time, and I walk into
the mud shop and meet the girls from Colorado.
-- Zima is a must greet --
Down a little further, I slip into
the crowded, corner Inn for
its weekly open mic, and watch people
warmly welcomed as they enter.
Laughter is pressed against conversations
as familiar and personal musical pieces
elbows their way through the room.
Randy announces the next talent.
I am suddenly that girl of seven and remember
how wonderful it was to live in Calistoga.
March 21st 2006 12:46 pm
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A breath of star jasmine waifts.
Is it life that blooms or merely a flower?
Delicately dancing aromatic memories.
. . . so long ago . . .
she was my first as
a breath of star jasmine waifts.
Kisses from a furry, black bundle,
wet nose and wonderful puppy breath,
delicately dancing aromatic memories.
We pant under the Sol,
swimming to cool firey play.
A breath of star jasmine waifts.
Together - such a bond formed.
Summer rain and a wet coat,
delicately dancing aromatic memories.
My best friend and I.
Never alone, night or day.
A breath of star jasmine waifts.
Delicately dancing aromatic memories.
March 9th 2006 2:21 pm
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Dog Philosophy . . .
The reason a dog has so many friends is that he wags his tail instead of his tongue.
-Anonymous
Don't accept your dog's admiration as conclusive evidence that you are wonderful.
-Ann Landers
If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went.
-Will Rogers
There is no psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face.
-Ben Williams
A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than he loves himself.
-Josh Billing
The average dog is a nicer person than the average person.
-Andy Rooney
We give dogs time we can spare, space we can spare and love we can spare. And in return, dogs give us their all. It's the best deal man has ever made.
-M. Acklam
Dogs love their friends and bite their enemies, quite unlike people, who are incapable of pure love and always have to mix love and hate.
-Sigmund Freud
I wonder if other dogs think poodles are members of a weird religious cult.
-Rita Rudner
A dog teaches a boy fidelity, perseverance, and to turn around three times before lying down.
-Robert Benchley
Anybody who doesn't know what soap tastes like never washed a dog.
-Franklin P. Jones
If your dog is fat, you aren't getting enough exercise.
-Unknown
Ever consider what our dogs must think of us? I mean, here we come back from a grocery store with the most amazing haul -- chicken, pork, half a cow. They must think we're the greatest hunters on earth!
-Anne Tyler
Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea.
-Robert A. Heinlein
If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you; that is the principal difference between a dog and a man.
-Mark Twain
Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.
-Roger Caras
If you think dogs can't count, try putting three dog biscuits in your pocket and then give him only two of them.
-Phil Pastoret
God, help me be the person my dog thinks I am.
-Bumper sticker quoted by Lynn Schooler
February 23rd 2006 2:05 pm
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She and I walk out into the back yard to greet the day
and there they float above in their balloon
looking down their noses at us.
Judging me in my panties and her with her red bangs.
Who the hell do they think they are,
imposing their conventions on us in our own back yard?
My panties are not fancy, but they’re mine.
I have panties that make me feel pretty,
but she loves all of my panties,
parading them around the house, doing her best girly walk.
She makes me feel pretty everyday.
Just to be with her
with her mostly black hair and big, brown eyes,
and her kisses - oh her kisses!
As though anything that belongs to me is precious to her,
and every part of me is her favorite toy.
No matter who’s seen my panties
January 30th 2006 3:59 pm
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I got a couple comments about my latest picture. I sit on this couch a lot. I wait for themommy to come home, or I just watch the world go by.
But she's a little mad at me rightnow. You see, I get reall borred when she's not home and I have to find thing to do. The other day I noticed that this chair in the back yard had a tag, so I pulled it and pulled it and the chair's seat got a tiny rip and then it got a little bigger and pretty soon I was having fun. I tore the seat cover up and pulled out all the padding all over the back yard and ran around with it in my mouth and shook it and tore it up some more. It was a lot fun for a while. Then Themommy came home and saw the "mess" - I didn't think there was any mess - and said "What is this?!?" I knew I was in trouble.
I gave her my best sad look and she just shook her head and picked up chair stuffing for a long while.
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