A sad day

It seems as though my beloved Flashy Ball has met it's end. It has a split down the center and it's innards are visible. Pawsonally, I could care less. Mom, however thinks small parts could dislodge and choke her handsome Dober Boy. She has promised to stop at Petsmart on the way home to get a replacement. If not, bring on the duct tape, baby. I'll never go without my favoritist toy ever....

Sunny's Fun Game

Ten Ways my Mom knows I am Me - Jarvis Davis.


1. I fart. Loudly. If there are SBDs, it's not me.

2. If I'm not giving you an unnerving stare when I need to go out, it's not me.

3. If I go willingly out into the rain, it's not me.

4. If I don't greet you with a head butt in the center of your thighs, it's not me.

5. If I don't spend the better part of my day lying by the sliding glass door, it's not me.

6. If I don't carry Chuck the Duck around in my mouth, it's not me.

7. If I don't whine piteously at Chuck the Duck, it's not me.

8. If I don't sit and crunch on my Flashy Ball, it's not me.

9. If I'm not trying to put my entire Dober-self in your lap, it's not me.

10. If I stop checking in on my Dogster pals, then my Mom is a lazy-butt!

What a day!!

Two of my favorite girls are diary picks today!

Pepper and Sunny

Go and check them out. Go ahead, I'll wait........

New name

Another nickname. This one's the worst....

Sir Fartacus.

Don't worry, Ella. She's already been loading me up with pumpkin!

Dog of the Day

No, no. Not me.

However, if I could get a suit like this guy, I'm sure I'd be Top Dog.

Really.

Please explain

I just don't get this present thing. Where are mine? Mom has been dangling fun stuff in front of me for weeks.

Choo Hooves for Jango

Toys for my kitteh cousins (I opened that gift while it was under the tree. Not the actual toys. I just opened the gift wrap part)

Kosher bone and dreidle for Mom's friends Qunicy and Gremlin

WHERE ARE MINE?!?!

Hello All!

I haven't written in my diary for awhile. I blame Mom.

I'm very disappointed in her by the way. For the past two Sundays her and Dad have blown me off for Harley rides. They keep saying that it's going to get too cold to ride soon. Whatever, jerks. Last night Mom flounced in reeking of Greta the Rottweiler. I wished I could've picked up the phone to discuss this with Maxwell. Seems my Mom also likes to cheat......

We are very happy though that Sweet Pepper is cancer free!!! So good to have positive news!!!

Mom has been reading about lots of my Pupper Pals planning their Christmas cards. She thinks she can make up her poor treatment of me by getting cards out to you guys. Send us a pawmail with your addresses. Of course, she didn't keep any from last year. Slacker.

Happy Thanksgiving Everypup!!

Free. Not always good.

The (jail) boarding facility that I stayed in (incarceration!) when Mom and Dad went to Hawaii a few years ago now has grooming. We went this morning because Mom found out they trim toenails for FREE!!!

She was delighted. Me, not so much. Oh well, at least there was no bath involved.......yet.

sigh

So, last year we took a fabulous trip to the Mutt March. In fact, I am in the photo album along with my pal Nimbus Miguel. Check us out here. (I think you have to click on 2008 Mutt March and look at the album. For whatever reason it wouldn't link straight to me. Nimbus is the husky mix dressed as Batman)

Alas.....this year we missed the Mutt March. We think it was this past Sunday. Poor advertising and a lazy Momma are to blame (she coulda called someone, ya know!) *sigh*

Oh well. At least I didn't know about it on Sunday. We had a house full of Daddy's friends watchin' the Bengals game and eatin' chili!!! WHO DEY and yummers!

Update

She squirted me again.

After I quit barking she gave me some Wavy Lay's Potato Chips.