Oh yeah

And there's more where THAT came from!!!! That's what I told him.

Apolo-what???

Last night I was dining with grandma, grandpa's homemade chicken noodle soup to be exact. That stinkin' little brat brother of mine came up and thought he should bark to get my attention. It seems precious thought he should have some chicken too. I let it go once, but when he barked and did a little lungey thing I let him have it!!!! A snarl, a bark, and a snap on his little ear. No blood or anything, just a nip. He stood in stunned silence for a second while he processed the fact that his little ear hurt, then he started crying like a baby and ran out of the room. Do I feel bad, you ask? Uhhhhhhhhhhh, let me think about it, mmmmmmmmm, feel bad, you say? Hmmmm. I guess that would be a big fat NO!!!!!!! Gotta go, PEACE!!

Mini tacos-The Yack Arena, Wyandotte, Michigan

The mini tacos at the Yack Arena are exactly what you would expect, they are very small taco-looking things that are deep fried and served with sour cream and salsa. They really are the perfect bar snack, crunchy on the outside and hot and meaty on the inside!!! Little known mini taco fact: the meat on the inside is actually chicken, not beef. Therefore it is also a healthy snack!! When my mom brought them to me she did not bring any sour cream, so she is only getting 2 out of 4 paws, a little sour cream goes a long way sister!!

In other news, as you all know, I have a new brother. Brady. Mom promises to get him a dogster page as soon as she can. I told her no, I don't want him embarassing me in front of my friends. Little brothers can be that way, you know. Anyways, let me tell you something that he does: he goes peepee on his stupid little peepee pad and then guess what he does???? He tries to lick it!!!!!!!! EEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWW!!! I don't know how much longer my gag reflex can hold out. PEACE!!!!

UN-FLIPPIN'-BELIEVABLE!!!!!!!!

My mother...............the woman I have worshipped for years.......................has committed the unholy of unholies. Please refer to the new photo I have added to see what I am talkin' about!!! This is ABSOLUTELY unacceptable!!! I am not taking care of some stupid baby. Mom says "Louie, is that your baby?" And I say "No, mother, remember?? I'm nuetered!!" He better not think he's climbing on my chaisse lounge or laying on grandma's lap! Ain't gonna happen!!

I don't see what's so funny about torturing a little dog

So Madame President takes me to Petsmart last night. I needed some dog food and she thought I could look around. You know, socialize a little. So we walk in and the first thing I see is this girl at the door in a Petsmart shirt, she bends down and says "HI YOU!!!" and asks mom if she can pet me. Mom thinks to herself "Well, I'm sure you CAN, but is it the best idea?? Probably not." Mom says she can pet me, the girl rubs my little chin and neck and then offers me a treat. You would think that the food hound I am, I would snatch that right up. But no, I refuse to take food from strangers. I've heard the stories, I'll wake up in some foriegn country married to some guy I've never met. No thank you, stranger, keep your "treats." Anyways, we do our shopping and head for the door. Just then mom says "What's this, Lou?" and points at something right next to me. I turn my head, it's like I'm dreaming; there are about 20 parakeets just sitting there waiting for a guy like me to dine on them!!!! My ears go straight up, I let out a small warning growl and then I went for it!!! Dinner time!!! All of the sudden my face smushes up against something hard, GLASS!!!! What kind of craziness is this?? Then it hits me, it's like the lobster tank at Red Lobster. The waitress comes and you show her which lobster you want and then they fish it out and cook it for you. OK, I get it now. I wait patiently, staring at my selection, waiting for my waitress. Who's tip is dwindling quickly because she is taking FOR-EVER!! She finally comes, she says "How are you today?" I say, "Fine, thank you. I will have the blue one cowering in the corner over there." She pets my head and says "Thanks for coming to see us honey." And she walks away. Mom says, "OK Lou, lets go." I say "Moooooooooom, what about my parakeet? I think the girl is going to come back with a net and then take it in the back and grill it for me! We have to wait." Mom says, "Nobody's cooking you anything fool, let's go" Laughing at me the whole way. That's a pretty dirty trick they play on you at Petsmart, if you ask me. PEACE!!!

Chocolate Peanut Butter Fudge-Village Chocolatier, East- Tawas, Michigan

I assume all of you dogs out there have heard that chocolate is toxic to our kind? Let me tell you who came up with that one: HUMANS!!! And let me tell you why. They don't want to share. So they scare us into thinking that one drop of chocolate will cause us to drop dead right on the spot. Very clever, very clever indeed.

So, my mom brought home the Chocolate Peanut Butter Fudge from the Village Chocolatier in East Tawas for my grandma and Uncle Dave to enjoy. After smelling it as it wafted past me the first time I decided to take my chances. Grandma cut herself a piece, as she sat down on the couch to enjoy it I unceremoniously removed it from her hand. "Ow, Louie!!!! That's my finger!!!" she whined. "What's your finger doing in my mouth??? Get it out, eeeewwwwww." I replied. You have to divert their attention from the fact that you removed the Chocolate Peanut Butter Fudge from their hand, so I made grandma think that I found her finger in my mouth to be the most disgusting thing ever. She cried a little, yes, but let me tell you; it was totally worth it. I have never had anything like it!!!! It was smooth, creamy, melted in my mouth. It was slightly remeniscent of Sander's Hot Fudge with a peanut butter kicker. 4 out of 4 paws! I said to grandma, "You poor thing, it seems your fudge accidentally landed right in my mouth, before I knew what was happening I swallowed it. Why don't you go cut yourself another piece, my dear sweet grammy?" She did, and she kept her hand real high until she was seated. She's crafty, that grandma. PEACE

Sausage Pesto Quiche-Something Crafty & Sweet, East Tawas,- Michigan

So, my mom abandoned me this past weekend. Went to spend time up north with the kids she loves. She says I would be rotten up there but I think she's just trying to ruin my life, because she brought home something that makes me think I BELONG up north. A Sausage Pesto Quiche from a little shop in East Tawas called Something Crafty & Sweet. Mom cooked it for me when she came strolling in Monday night, we were going to share it. We were both a little nervous about the pesto in the title because we're kind of iffy about most pesto's. So we took our first bite at the same time. We chewed, then stopped and looked at each other. We both exclaimed "OH MY GOD!!" at the same time. Deeeeeeelicous!!!! The pesto was present but not overbearing, the sausage was evenly distributed throughout the quiche and they used cheddar, yes cheddar, cheese throughout!!!! It was light, fluffy and let me tell ya, PERFECT!! 4 out of 4 paws!! I don't care if it's 4 hours away, she's going back and getting me more!!

Another thing she got up north was a special gift for my special girl. In the car on the way home it got broken. She showed me it and I said "What the heck!!??? It's broken! I can't send it to her like this!! Mom!!!!! You ARE out to ruin me!!" She says "Lou, it's food, I'm sure she's not going to mind. As it will get broken up anyways when it's time for her to eat it." I said "We watch Top Chef EVERY week, mother. Don't you realize by now that presentation is half the battle?" Mean.

And speaking of Top Chef, my early picks are Michael V. or Jennifer. Gotta go now, grandpa's cooking ham and I believe he needs my help. PEACE!!

Long time no talk & Chicken Quesidilla, Solero Cafe,- Wyandotte, Michigan

Finally!!! That woman lets me use the computer to update all of you!!! Geez! She's like "I DO work Louie" and I say " I didn't ask what you do, I said get out of the way so I can talk to my friends!!" Mean, heartless, woman. Anyways, what's up guys? I missed all of you. Let me tell you what's been going on, and then I will give you a review. Last weekend was the Our Lady of Mt. Carmel annual church festival. We live less than one block away from this church. Everybody parked on our street and walked to the festival. Let me tell ya, I had a lot of work to do. I stood at the door for 3 days straight screaming my fool head off at EVERY person that walked by. I had to let them know that taking my mother's parking spot was quite unappreciated, and by the way, could they get me a polish sausage or an order of peirogi while they were there. Nobody did. Rude. After the weekend my throat was scratchy and I slept for like 24 hours straight!!

In other news, grandpa let me out the other day and this little girl that lives next door went by on her bike and was squealing! Can you believe the nerve?? A bike? Past my house? Just to taunt me, I'm sure. So I chased her barking, across the lawn, back to her own property, where she belongs! Mom heard me barking out in front and came out to get me. When she got out there I was standing toe to toe with that little brat's 15 year old cousin. He was saying "GO HOME". Clearly he was unfamiliar with the Fists of Fury. I stood my ground. I told him, " I AM home, see this line right here? That's the property line, it seems to me YOU should be the one going home. And keep that little brat on her own lawn." It was at this time that I felt a hand grab me by the neck and drag me up the stairs and back in to the house. Mom, out to ruin me. AND she blamed me!!! Can you believe it???For god's sake woman, I have a rep to protect!!! I can't have people knowing that anyone can just snatch me up by the neck and make me listen! Mean.

And now get this! Mom, Jeffy and Jared are going up north to grandpa's place in Oscoda this weekend! I was not even invited. Mom says it's because I can't be trusted in the Huron National Forest. Apparently she thinks I would chase an animal and she would never see me again. Or I would try to take on a bear. Because as we all know, I back down from NO ONE!!! She does, however, promise to bring me back some goodies from the 2 art fairs that are going on up there. Along with a little something for my special lady:)

And now here goes: Chicken Quesidilla, Solero Cafe, Wyandotte, Michigan. The Chicken Quesidilla at Solero Cafe can be found on their appetizer menu. It is an extra large flour tortilla filled with chicken, cheese, black beans, onions and peppers. Served with it are guacamole and salsa. Folks, the mix is perfect. The chicken is seasoned just so, then grilled. When combined with the black beans and guacamole it becomes a dish you won't soon forget. It takes me back to my childhood, when mom would make fajita's with guacamole. 4 out of 4 paws. OK folks, gotta go, PEACE!!!

The Big Buford-Checkers, Wyandotte, Michigan

OK, so yesterday, grandma put on her shoes to leave. Before she left she had to go to the potty. When she came down the exchange went a little something like this:

Louie (blocking the front door): Uh uh sister, you're not leaving this house without me again!

Grandma: Louie, I'm just running to Taylor to pay my bill, you can stay here with grandpa.

Louie: NO, it's been 5 days, count 'em, 5 DAYS, since I've gone for a nice little ride.

Grandma: I don't feel like listening to your barking in my ear today Lou. Just stay here.

Louie: I promise I'll behave. Look, my leash is right here next to the door, put it around my little neck and let's go.

Grandma: No

Louie: Yes

Grandma: No

Louie: Yes

Fast forward 30 minutes, I'm sitting in the back seat of the van. Being a good boy, I might add. I did not bark at one person. Forget that I didn't see any bike riders or other dogs, the point is I was being good.
Grandma agreed, she says it's amazing how when I think there's something in it for me I can behave. No sh##, lady. It's lunch time and I'm not risking having to go straight home without some beefy goodness. Duh. So she pulls in to Checkers, planning on getting me a hamburger, your run of the mill Checkerburger. Then she sees the sign, it says "Buy one Big Buford get one FREE". Score!!! So let me tell you about it. The Big Buford is a double hamburger with cheese, lettuce and special sauce. The special sauce is reminiscent of Thousand Island Dressing. The cheese is melted to exactly the right consistency, not melting all over the place but still warm. And the lettuce, it satisfies the need for vegetables with your meal. Let me tell ya folks, that thing was HUGE!! My belly was so full from lunch that I could only eat one piece of barbecued chicken at dinner time! So all in all, the Big Buford is about as perfect as a hamburger gets!! 4 out of 4 paws. Perfect for a little dogs dietary needs!!! PEACE!!

A conundrum

Lately I have had mixed feelings about a certain situation around here. You see, we have this neighbor cat, his name is Smokey. Smokey is an indoor cat. Smokey's folks have 3 small children that CONSTANTLY leave the door open and Smokey gets out. Here's the part I have mixed feelings about: Smokey has fallen in love with my mother. He sits on the porch and waits for her to come home, when she does he follows her EVERYWHERE. She usually says "C'mon Smokey" and he follows her back to his house, where my mom will knock on the door and his mom will let him back in. Sometimes she will stay out there and visit with him for a while. He rubs against her and lays on his back and purrs. He loves her, I tell you. Here's my problem, first of all, she's MY mother. Nobody else should be getting ANY of her attention. Second, why can't I come outside and see Smokey too? Give him a chance to love me? I know, she's afraid Smokey will like me better and he'll dump her alltogether. Mom says it's because she thinks I will scare him, I say she's a liar!!!