Poop In A Bag

This morning dad and I went to see Quinn's game. We were late cuz dad didn't wake me up early. Anyways we got to the game and I was able to coach Quinn and give him some tips. They worked too cuz he went four for five! Dad and I also helped this lady wiff her taco cart. I was interested in helping cuz them tacos smelled good and I thought she was going to give me some but she didn't. I should have written out a citation on her but dad says that she has a small profit margin and for me to just look the other way.

Soooooo here's the big TELL. SO I come home and mom is all happy to see me and I'm wiggling and running around the house and there is excitement in the house and we are all having a fun time when all of a sudden we see banners doing the squat walk and she's starting to have a peek a boo!!!! Right in the house!!! Mom ran and opened the back door and banners didn't go want to go outside so she squat walked herself back in. Then big daddy actually thought fast and pulled out a poop bag that he had in his pocket and being that he once was a catcher in baseball, he was able to catch her peek a boo right in the bag!!!

Boy banners was a buzz killed. I can't even enjoy a little play time wiff my mom wiff out her pooping in the bag. Geeze!

I Chewed My Mom's Pants (again)

:r
my mom always drapes her jeans over a chair in the bedroom and I don't know why...but...yesterday when she came home and changed her clothes for us to go on our walk....some pup chewed the hem of her jeans...and also her vest. :r:r

Mom was very upset and was complaining and stuff and I kept trying to distract her wiff my JOY of seeing her after a long day of her being gone at work! I wiggled and jumped on and off the bed but she just wasn't paying any attention to my charms. Instead she said they were her favorite jeans (I think any pair of jeans that mom can get into are her favorite) and she had to show my dad the evidence.

I try to keep the mood calm and make her focus on getting my leash so we could go on our walk. We finally made it outside and mom felt better. Dad thought the tattered look on the hem look cool.

:)

What We Saw On Our Walk Yesterday

yesterday on our walk we saw one of these:

Peruvian Inca Orchid

mom had seen the lady walking this pup before and now we came face to face wiff the pup. She was six months old and jumping and bouncing all over the place. Mom made me sit and I did cuz she had treats and so I focused on the treat, but that pup was wild and the lady could barely control the pup. he kept coming at me all happy but you know me and how I have trouble wiff meeting new pups and especially when it's really excited. Anyways, that was interesting. Big Daddy touched her and said she was indeed hairless. Banners grrrrrrr at her because she was sniffing too close to her stroller and banners didn't want her to dent her ride.

But the good news is that mom was very proud at my behavior. Of course there's no telling how I would have been if we didn't have those treats.

Talker of the Neighborhood

this evening mom and dad took us to a neighborhood block party! There were lots of people there and firemen and women and there were police personnel there too. I was really excited to meet them since I'm always on neighborhood watch. I wanted to let them know that I'm always on double doo doo I mean duty.

We stood in line for kabobs and lots of people came up to me and introduced themselves to me. Banners was there too but she's always to scare to mingle to I handle all questions and answers. Lots of them asked me questions and told me how pretty and handsome I was. There were other dogs around but I was really good and didn't snark at them. I'm always on my best behavior around cops and the fire departments personnel.

One lady officer talked to me for a long time. She loves pups and we talked about doggie energy and behavior. Big daddy told her that i went to see the dog whisperer and she was really impress. Dad always thinks it was a waste of money and he wants to embarrass me but it never works. People are always impress with my behavior (unless another dog comes too close to me).

I had a good time and wanted to stay but banners wanted to leave and well frankly I was anxious to eat my chicken kabob too. So we left.

Mom said I was the Talker of the Neighborhood!

happy fourth of july 2011

me on the 4th of July

please ignore that huge tongue on the side. it wasn't even hot. banners was just nervous. I wore my old navy flag teeshirt. Mom forgot to trim it up and when we left the house, I peed on it. Mom had to go back and cut it up for me to leave me some extra room to pee. i was really ashamed of myself. I didn't really like wearing the tee shirt because it said Old Navy on it. I felt like I was commercializing the fourth of July.

Hope everyone has a wonderful 4th of July and Thank you America Home of the Free!

Escape!

NEWS FLASH!!! BANNERS AND I ESCAPED THIS MORNING!!!

Big Daddy had the plumber over at our house this morning. Big Daddy left the door to the garage open and also the garage door open. I got out and Banners followed me. We were outside for awhile before the plumber (Adrian) yelled at dad and told on us. I was across the street. Banners went back to dad when he ran outside.

Big Daddy picked up banners and gave her to Adrian to put her inside and she got scared and started biting him and then she pooped!

So he handed her back to dad. Dad ran her inside and grabbed the leash and the treats and called out to me. I was at the neighbor's house. He's a Professor and I wanted to ask him if he had any theories on why the moon would be closest to us tomorrow night. Anways, before I could knock on the door, I heard "TREAT TREAT TREAT!!!" and that interrupted my purpose for being across the street at the Professor's house. I ran back to dad and dad leashed me up and took me inside where I got my treat.

What an exciting morning. I heard Dad telling mom while she was at work. She didn't sound too upset because she said she was having a meeting at her desk and when she heard my dad's panicked voice, she just listened to him. She couldn't get upset wiff people around her. I think she'll be okay when she gets home but she might be mad at Big Daddy.

;)

End of the Day

Dear Diary, I had a wonderful day. It was filled wiff good and new friends. I also found out that it's okay to love something bad some of the times (like q-tips) cuz that's the animal in me and that's alright. Good night Diary.

My Diary was Picked Today!

Can you believe it??!!! My diary was one of today's picks on Dogster!!! Thank you! I promise I'll write more in my diary to hold up this honor! My niece, the bad banners! is mighty upset cuz she's never been picked for anything here on Dogster. I chalk it up to her being a bad girl! Being good pays off! Thank you all!!!

Just Yodeling

How was your weekend and what did you go?

I helped Big Daddy work on the computer room again! I told him not to apply the clear coat on the cement floor because the temperature in the room was just too cold, BUTTT he didn't listen to me and now we have a bunch more of those blotches. There's so many coats of paint on that floor that I know it's against city code.

Mom says he'll have to repaint and recoat in the summer. Silly dad.

I was suppose to go to the game to see my unkle Quinn but that got canceled.

Then I was suppose to go to the Hot Dawgs stand wiff mom and dad but dad didn't come pick me up.

All and all I had a very disappointing weekend.

Interview in Plus Fun by Raja Babu

The Basenji Yodels!

Talker and Banners are uncle and niece Basenjis. They live in Pasadena, California. Everyone on Plus Fun knows them from their posts on The Biggest Post Ever!


RB: How did you Talker and Banners come to your furever home?



Talker: I was born in Joshua Tree from a breeder. Mom and Dad were recently married and wanted a pup. Mom never had a pup and boy did she pick a difficult breed. She found my breeder who said she had a beautiful boy who was 6 months old and still puppy enough for her. Mom and Dad came up to see me and it was love at first yodel.


Banners: Talker and I are two years apart. His sister is my mom. Mom wanted to give Talker a playmate and she wanted another basenji. Daddy said he didn’t want to go thru the same trouble he had with Talker (snicker snicker). Mom was having a basenji play date and she invited a fellow basenji owner who had my brother “Taj”. She told my mom that Taj’s sister was still available (me). When Dad saw Talker and Taj playing, he said, “Ma, go get our little girl”. Well…he didn’t quite say it like that, but he did say, “go get our girl”, and here I am!!



RB: How did you get your names?

Talker: My breeder named me Talker because I was the most talkative in the pack. Mom and Dad tried changing it when I got home. They called me “Striker”. They called me Striker for two weeks and I didn’t respond to them. One day they were talking about my name and mentioned that I didn’t seem very responsive so mom called, “Talker!” and I turned around and came over to her. It’s been Talker ever since.

Banners: My real name is Savannah. Banners! is my nickname. You have to say Banners! with an exclamation point at the end so I’ll know you’re talking to me. Anyways, Mom named me after the savannah plains of the Kongo. She also is a big Gone with the Wind fan and named me after Savannah, Georgia cuz she says “I’m her little southern belle”. Okay, well not really cuz she knows there’s nothing lady like about me…but still, she does love Savannah; therefore she loves me.

RB: You are uncle and niece. How well do you get along?

Talker: We don’t fight. We get along well. Savannah is pretty mellow except when she growls at me when I try to squeeze next to my mom and she’s there. She also is pretty boring. She doesn’t play or anything. Frankly, I wish I had another basenji to play with. She’s also a Daddy’s Girl and gets a lot of attention from my dad but I don’t mind because I’m a mommy’s boy. There! I said it! I said it in front of all of Dogster! I’m a Mamma’s boy and I’m proud of it!

Banners: Talker only bothers me when he’s disrupting my sleep. I don’t like it when he comes to bed late and steps on me while I’m sleeping under the covers. He makes me “grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr” very loudly.

RB: Talker, your Dad did not want another Basenji after he got you. Why was that? Have you calmed down now?

Talker: Well I gave my pawrents a ruff two years. We lived in a condo when I first arrived and I didn’t like to be left alone. Basenjis don’t bark but we do scream and I screamed and screamed and screamed when they left me alone and in the crate. They didn’t want to get kicked out of their condo or have to give me up, so for four days out of the week I went to doggy day care and played all day. On weekends, they spent all day and all night with me. I went every where with them. It was great! I’m okay now and I can be left alone. My last big bad boy act was in May 2005 when I tore out the arm of the couch. Don’t tell the other basenjis about me being a good boy now because they’ll take away my Bad Boy Basenji Club Card.

RB: Tell us about your breed the Basenji. What should a potential Basenji owner know?

Talker: Well basenjis are an ancient breed. We’re one of the oldest and therefore we’ve been around the block and know a trick a two. We can be very difficult to train but we can be trained. We’re pack dogs and do not like being alone. Like I said we display our displeasure by our blood curdling scream. We can bark but usually don’t. We like to yodel to express our happiness. We can be very aloof with strangers (like Banners is aloof) but we’re loyal and loveable. We’re sight hounds and must always be kept on a leash or we will take off at the sight of something yummy—like squirrels, rabbits, cat, etc.

RB: What do you two do for fun and games?

Talker: I usually have to run outside and play by myself cuz Banners doesn’t play. I play outside with my mom and I chase her around. Sometimes mom will throw the tennis ball and I’ll chase it but I have trouble bringing it back to her so that game doesn’t usually last that long.

RB: Are you friendly with other dogs? Do you visit dog parks?

Banners: I’m the friendliest! I don’t have problems meeting other dogs. Mom has taken me to the dog park but it’s not my favorite thing to do. I like meeting other dogs one at a time. Talker has trouble meeting other dogs face to face. He needs a slow introduction. He usually snarks a few times which can really mess up my social life. Mom works with Talker on his introduction and I must say he is getting better.

RB: Talker, you recently had a tangle with two raccoons. How did that occur?

Talker: Well…I was awaken from my sleep from the sound of stranger critters entering our backyard. Now I don’t live in a rural area. I live in a small city near the foothills so it’s not often we get critters passing thru. Well I shot out the doggy door so fast and ran to the side of the house where the sound was coming from. Boy was I surprise to find one raccoon on the ground and another one on the wall above me. Mom and Dad heard the commotion and ran out after me. One raccoon was a male and he was protecting his Honey girlfriend. We tangled a bit and I ran for reinforcements but Banners was no where to be found. That raccoon came after me and he wouldn’t back down. Dad got the broom and mom was trying to pull me away but I smelled victory and wanted to go back at him. That raccoon actually jumped up on our tree and snarled his ugly teeth at me. Mom finally grabbed me and Banners and got us back inside the house and slammed the doggy door shut! Those two raccoons never came back after our tangle. I had a few scratches but nothing serious. That was one exciting night!

RB: You both miss your pal Vinny. Anything you would like to share about him with our readers?

Talker: Vinny is one special little Dude. He was and is my best friend. He was small but boy that guy had the charms. He came to my house when we had a Basenji Play Date and all us basenjis made him an honorary Basenji. There will never be another pup like Vinny. I miss him and I know there are a lot of Dogster pups who miss him too. *wipes tears from his eyes*

Banners: I love Vinny!!! He was my good friend and we had sooo many happy fun time especially in our Paradise group where we all played on Paradise Island. Vinny had a magic man purse that he wore all the time. Whenever we got into a bind, Vinny would pull something out of his man purse and he would save the day. Vinny was sick for a long time and for the first time he couldn’t pull out his magic from his man purse to make himself better. He fought hard and strong to stay alive for his family and for us. I’ll never forget him. He knows that I secretly loved him but I knew he wasn’t a one woman pup and to not share Vinny, would just be an injustice to everyone.

RB: How did you come up with the idea of the Biggest Post Ever in the Plus Forums?

Banners: Reesee started the Biggest Post Ever!. One day I just found it and I found my friend Sandy just sitting there. She likes to play there and I like playing with my friend Sandy. She’s really good at sitting on the Biggest Post EVER! I’ve met lots of fun friends there while sitting on the Biggest Post EVER! Hi Post Sitters!!! Our goal is to make sure it never drops to the second page and that it becomes The Biggest Post EVER! EVER!

RB: Anything else you would like to add for our readers that I may have missed.

Banners pushing Talker aside: We just want to say that we really love Dogster and we think it’s a great place to be. It’s a great place to find hoomans and pups who have one thing in common and that’s the love they have for their PUP.

Talker: Thank you Raja Babu for giving us this great opportunity to share our stories. *gives big kiss to Raja Babu*
Sorry, I got carried away.