I saw Santa's Reindeer

I was up on my loveseat lookout. It wasn't quite dark. I could see something in the field next to our yard. It was reindeer. A whole lot of them. Must have been backups for the regular team. I sounded the alarm and all 3 of us dogs rushed outside for a better look. Yep, a whole herd of reindeer. We were trying to count their legs and divide by 4 but they moved on. Even though we were barking up a storm, they weren't even afraid of us. They were just a moseying along. Santa's reindeer must be used to getting barked at.

Ok, Mommy says they were Mule deer, not reindeer. It was kinda hard to see them in the dark.

A pretty good haul this Christmas

I wish I could have gotten more but I did get quite a few goodies. Let me see, I got a little Dr. Noys snake toy and a little red Kong Wubba Wubba and a yummy bone. I actually got 3 bones, but I let Cindy and Drover chew on a couple of them. And I actually got a Dr. Noys bear and a bigger yellow Wubba Wubba. Drover claims those had his name on them. Yeah, right. All my stuff was wrapped and in a box under the tree. Wow, that box smelled good!
Now a good thing happened today. The human grandma sent a check in the mail. It is supposed to be for all four of the human family. But it is hard to divide a check so I will claim all of it and then someone can take me shopping and I can get whatever I want. I want more toys and I want to go on the Petco treat bar buffet.
And we took our Christmas tree down today. Something about the kitties having a party at night time under the tree.
But I think I will leave my tree up on my Dogster page. I got a ton of cool stuff! Thanks pups! So if anypup wants to leave me anything else, there's my tree! Just like some houses have their Christmas lights up all year long.
Can you believe it though? We didn't get even a taste of Christmas dinner? We were busy with the bones. And the family did a triple feature of all the Spiderman movies and we didn't even have popcorn!

Now it's time to start barking out Happy New Year to all my great Dogster pals!

Happy New Year, Everypup!

Mommy says we "shot our wad" before Christmas as far as our zealie allowance. We have to save the few we have for emergencies. I want to go around to all my Dogster pals and leave rosettes and special treats. No one will tell me their pin for their debit cards so I can't even buy more zealies. *insert frowny face here* The best I can do is toss a bunch of bones to my pals. That's what I've been doing today, well, I am having Mommy leave a bunch of bones when we visit pages.
I've been having fun playing with all my Christmas goodies. And we had some snow so when Drover and I go outside to play with our Jolly balls, Drover pushes me and makes me do face plants. That makes me mad so I bite his legs and rear.
One of my New Year's resolutions is to have brother play with me all the time. He hasn't had school so he has been playing with us a lot! Cool, huh? Sister even played with us some, but she doesn't know how to do it right. And Daddy played with Drover. A goofy fetch game that Daddy wouldn't let me play. That made me mad, too.
The family, except Mommy, went X-country skiing yesterday. So they were all tired out and our New Year's Eve was real boring. They can't use any cool noise makers because they scare Cindy and Drover. Yawn, I went to bed at my usual time about 8pm. We did help Mommy fix some special treats. She made some crackers that were a lot like the dog cookies she makes for us! So of course, I had to sample those! I found out I like cauliflower and we sampled some yummy kinds of cheese.

Pups, I hope you have a super great 2008. Dogster pals are the best!

I may be banished to the Outside!

Well, Mommy just put my box out on the woodpile. I really don't want to be an outside pup!
Last night after I went to bed in my box I whimpered quite a bit. Usually I am very quiet after I go to bed. Mommy let me out and I went tinkle outside. Then she made me go back in my box. Daddy has been gone a couple of days and when he got home late last night, Drover and I got to get out to greet him. That's when Mommy discovered I had barfed in my box. That's what I was trying to tell her!
She sprayed some stuff in my box and removed my pillow and replaced it with a rug. This morning she washed my pillow again but it still smells like barf. It's now hanging outside on the clothesline to air. And my box is outside.
Here's the worst part, they are talking about giving me a bath! They say I smell like barf! I have never had a bath here at home. Sister has a blow dryer thing and the clothes dryer is in the basement. Or will they hang me out on the clothesline to dry? It's cold out there!
I will try to write in my diary pups, but I am just not sure how this deal may turn out.

Now I am naked but fluffy

This is so embarrassing! I am naked and they've posted a picture on my page! heehee. At least they've blacked out my naked place.
I survived my bath! Mommy and sister washed me in the bathtub. They said I did a good job. They started laughing because for some reason, they could style my ears! However Mommy would put them, they would stay that way. Up, bent over, back. I don't know why they were doing that.
After the bath, they used sister's blow dryer thingie and now I am nice and fluffy. But since my collar smelled bad too Mommy washed it. It is still too wet to wear so I am snoozing naked!
I survived my first at home bath! I just hope I won't have to be an outside dog. My box is still out there.

I won't sleep on a rag rug

Ok, so my box got aired out and brought back inside. My fluffy green pillow bed has been washed a couple of times but it still smells like barf. So all I get in my box is a rag rug. It's an ugly gray brown color. I guess Mommy doesn't care if I mess it up. I slept in my box last night with the ugly rug and I didn't like it. It is not comfy. Tonight at bedtime I went in my box like a good pup. But I started whimpering. Finally Mommy took the hint and brought a little fuzzy pillow for me. She still wrapped the rag rug around the fuzzy pillow. It is much more comfy in my box now. I want my nice smooshy pillow back for tomorrow night. Mommy just needs to wash it again.

The saga continues

So my nice, soft, comfy green pillow is still barfy smelling. I could probably live with it, but Mommy is being way too smell sensitive. I for sure don't want to have to sleep on an ugly rag rug. I could tear it up pretty easy.
So Mommy tells me since she has to go to town for brother's eye exam, she will maybe look at Wallyworld for a new pillow for me. I mean, this is an emergency. It should be a shopping priority to find me a new bed! And if Wally world doesn't have one, she should drive the hunerd miles to Petco. I am worth it, and I need a soft, nice smelling pillow in my box. My pal Jelly reminded me that I am a Diva dog. I sure need to keep reminding people about that.
Well, I did get a new pillow! No, I didn't get the cute pink or purple one, they said I would tear it up. Ok, so I can live with the fact that it is a people bed pillow. I did get a nice soft flannel pillowcase. It fits in my box and it is smooshy the way I like my box to be.
They even had the nerve to tell me not to throw up in the box anymore or it's back to the ugly rag rug.

The Secret Codes of Barking

Hey everypup! I'm here today to tell you a little bit about a complex system of barks that we have here at the house, designed to alert each other of intruders. While the humans only hear the barking we hear something quite different.
I have three possible scenarios that happen fairly often, translated from our barking.
Scenario #1
Zoe: "This is BarkBox 1 requesting backup! We have a renegade jogger out here! All units respond, over!"
Drover: "This is MomWatcher 1, on my way, over!"
Cindy: "This is CatGazer 1, we're coming BarkBox, over."
At this point, the other units rush outside and we join together at the fence to give our standard barking chant.
All: "Attention! You have breached the premises of this household! Withdraw at once!"
We then continue this until the target is far out of sight.
The target may vary, ranging from joggers to the mailman, but the threat is very real.

Scenario #2
Zoe: "This is BarkBox 1, threat level currently unknown, standby for further instructions! Over."
This is one of those times when one of us goes outside and barks, but does not rouse the rest of the units.

Scenario #3
Zoe: "This is BarkBox 1, requesting backup! We have a situation out here... I think. All units report, over!"
The other units proceed to burst out of the house barking out warnings. We rush to the fence and find that it was all a false alarm. To be on the safe side, we issue a couple more warnings, then continue with our daily lives.

Just trying to do my job

There are about a gazillion Canada geese in the field across from my house. They are over there milling around and it is just not right. I can see them from my loveseat lookout. I gotta bark at them! Somepup has got to do something about this.
I keep getting hollered at to "be quiet" and "Zoe, that's enough" and they even squirt me with a water bottle.
Cindy and Drover aren't getting too involved. I am the only one who sees this deal as a threat.
Gotta go outside to bark more.

Enough already

Yikes, Drover is acting all noble and humble and junk. "Oh, no, don't give me anymore rosettes, pups. I am much better today."
Oh, pul-eese. I say go for it. Bark it out! Get those goodies!
I did my fair share to help Mommy yesterday. I am not usually a very kissy face pup, I would rather bite Drover. But I knew Mommy was upset. She sat down on the couch and I just decided to cheer her up, the Zoe way. I hopped into her lap and wiggled around and kissed her, over and over again until she started laughing. I didn't even use my teeth.
I mean, Drover isn't the only sensitive one around here.