October 26th 2012 7:38 am
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I'm beginnin to think I'm a barkin failure.
Ok, so I do bark at Lots of stuff. The boys take my lead and start barkin with me.
It gets loud 'round here. And you pups know that I have good stuff to bark at what with all the farmin that goes on 'round here.
But it is the slow time for farmin now. All's I got to bark at is school buses, pick-up trucks, cars, joggers, walkers, bike riders, Walmart bags blowin, vehicles way over there, trash trucks, electricity worker guys, stuff out there in the dark, the mailman, the brown truck when it goes by and things that Mommy has no idea what I am barkin at (like now).
But I am a failure. Sure I bark a lot. A lot more than Drover or Tux. Probly a lot more than sum of you.
But not Whitley. She's tops me in her barkin.
She barks at the TV. I don't pay 'ttention to that borin stuff. She barks when peepoles walk in the room. Not me, I only Arrrooo when Daddy get home from work. She barks when Finley is playin with a toy. I only do that to get My toy away from Drover or Tux. She barks at Evfurrything!
I think Whitley should give barkin lessons. To all of us.
Wouldn't our furmilies be so proud of us barkin at anything or nuthin at all?
October 25th 2012 2:31 pm
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First off, I just gotta give a big bark out to Angel Izzy for being the Dog of the Week in this here Dogster land.
And a couple of my pals have Diary Picks today. Cleo over there in the Ireland place and Duncan Fife are in the spotlight today. Congrats to you both.
But other than that, it's blah 'round my place. Yeserday, I got to bark at the electricity worker guys over 'cross the road. They were up in the air doin sumfin. Once our electricity went off for awhile. At least they fixed it and made it come back on.
Today was trash pickup day. I do love to bark at the big trash truck that stops and takes away our junk. A bonus today: a piece of green plastic was in the road. Me and Tux really barked it up good. Mommy walked over to pick it up 'cause it was sum of our trash anyways. It musta falled outta the trash truck.
Now, there is Nuthin to bark at.
Yawn. Hope it picks up sumtime soon.
October 23rd 2012 8:04 am
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So it was My birthday yeserday. I am now Seven. I don't feel a day over 6. Whatever.
It was rainy and wet and Mommy had just washed her Escapay or else she *said* she woulda taken me to Petco and let me pick out whatever I wanted, up to a thousand bucks.
Of course, I didn't get nuthin from Sissor or Brother. *sigh*
I got a purple snake toy. You can kinda see it in a couple of my pics. I woulda got more stuff but Mommy spends all the monies on tea and yarn.
I wanted the really long green snake Mommy saw at Petco but she said it woulda been dang-er-rous to fwap that thing around in the house. Plus it costed a lot of dollars.
My pal Jelly sent me sum cool stuff. A fun gecko guy and a dino. And sum dried beef snacks. Hunnerd percent beef. Hunnerd percent Yummy! Thank you Jelly!
But you pups! You outdid yourselves sending me nicies.
I got messages from Emmy and Abbie
Lots of you left comments on my diary entry
And did you see how fancy my page is lookin? It is jam-packed with gifties!
*black cats from Whitley, Sophie Claire and Harley D.
*acorns from Ebony and Finley
*a bat and my birthday picture from Redford and crew
*witch hat from Bella, Louie and Miller
*steaks from Sabrina, Hammy and Duncan
*a rose from Tessa and Fitzcairn
*pumpkins from Angel Abby, Buddy, Petey and Charlie, Abbie, Teddy,
Maggie and more
*forever hearts from Hershey, Little Man Mickey, Sophie and Sammie
*forever crown from the Morris pack
*fall leaf from Little Women
*golden bone from Sophie and Pennie
*butterfly from Zubee and the 4 Pack
*bouncin ball from Krickette
*emerald from Pepper
*cupcakes from Fizzy, The Barking Machines, Anya, Scarlett, Elise, and Zaidie
*party hats from Austin and Doo, Bella, Four Snarky Schnauzers, Lil Bear and Milton
Wow! I hope I didn't furget to mention anypup! But Thank you all!
And yes, I opened all the gifties and saw my cakes, smilies, silly poem (Z) and all the other fun things you pals stuffed in there.
Thank you all so much for my birthday special!
October 22nd 2012 4:25 am
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Today is my birthday! A day for celebration! A day for eatin good stuff! A day for gettin new toys, all for Me!
Yeserday, Mommy told Daddy today is my birthday. I am 7 today. They both said that makes me old. A Senior dog. Told me I should grow up and be all mature an junk. Read: Stop Barkin.
I may grow up but I will never grow old!
You are only as old as you feel!
It's My birthday and I'll bark if I want to!
A true friend remembers your birthday but not your age!
So there, I am Not a senior pup. I will have a great birthday, in spite of my pawrents.
And a bunch of you great Pals have sent me rosettes and gifties.
Thank you already!
October 20th 2012 8:13 am
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Double dippin barkin!
Lemme tell ya 'bout it.
Not much goin on 'round here this mornin. Quiet. Not many cars or trucks goin by.
Then a vehicle pulled into My driveway.
A kid came up to My front steps.
He took a plastic bag from My front steps!
He headed back to the vehicle.
As the vehicle was startin to pull out 2 ladies went walkin by!
You get the idea? One series of Barks moved into a whole new reason to Bark.
A smooth transition, heh?
October 17th 2012 7:49 am
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Yeserday I was holdin my lil stub tail down over my bottom. Bein the bright bulb that she is, Mommy realized sumfin was wrong. She remembered Not pickin up much, if any, of My cute lil poopies outside. Or inside for that matter.
So last night, I kicked it into high gear to let Daddy see me bein pitiful. I held my tail down. I couldn't get comfy anyplace. Daddy wondered what was wrong with his lil precious pup.
He sat on the floor and had me come over to him. First he brushed me a lil bit. Then he kinda poked and prodded at me. He asked Mommy 'bout that squeezin of the stinky glands. Thankfully, Mommy told him to not try it on the livin room floor. So he just gave up that idea anyways.
I started doin better after Daddy fussed over me. I slept fine. This mornin, I am not holdin my lil tail down.
Mommy thinks I am constertooterpated.
She will add sum pupkin to my foods.
October 16th 2012 7:02 am
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Sum of my pals have been barkin that their weather is gettin windy, cold and wet. The same thing is goin on 'round My place. I mean, it's usually windy here. A pup just learns to deal with havin yur pawrents laugh 'cause yur ears or various body hairs are all blowin evfurry which a-way.
But let me remind those chucklin pawrents to be on the look-out for the naughty Notme. With the bad weather also comes Notme.
You should stock up now on paper towels and anti-stink n'stain spray.
And don't be shocked if Notme makes a surprise visit to your house.
I'm just sayin.
October 13th 2012 2:18 pm
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The other pets are gettin in my way. Or sumfin. Lemme 'splain.
Last night, havin popcorn, I had to 'tack Tux. He was in my way gettin to a piece of popcorn he dropped. I didn't really hurt him but he did his girlie high-pitched squeal.
I got hollered at.
Today, we was all messin 'round in the bathroom with Mommy. Drover looked at me wrong or sumfin. Had to 'tack him. Mommy had to get up and make me stop 'tackin him.
Got hollered at again.
Then later, I jumped up on Brother's bed. Georgiecat was already up there. She has those goofy crossed eyes. She looked at me funny or else she was purrin too loud or sumfin. I kinda 'tacked her. Mommy told me I better not do that again. She has Very Sharp claws. Lucky for her, she didn't try to use them. It woulda been all out war!
Got hollered at again when Mommy was sure Georgiecat wasn't gonna 'tack me.
Those other pets just better stop gettin in my way and buggin me.
October 11th 2012 9:49 am
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How could we got spoiled at the Pet Prison? I barked 'bout what went on there, how we got treated.
But Mommy thinks different.
Afore goin to the Pet Lodge, we would all go outside and mess around in our yard. Mommy would go out with us and scoop poop and go check for chicken eggies and other stuff. We would be sniffin and lookin for bugs and junk.
Now when we all go outside all's we wanna do is play. We head out and go for the outside toys. And wait for Mommy to play with us.
Mommy thinks that when we went out 5 times a day at the Pet Lodge, peepoles would play with us. She doesn't believe that we just walked round the prison yard.
You pups know I bark the truth.
It's amazin that my own Mommy doesn't believe me.
October 9th 2012 8:51 am
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It is good to be home. Home sweet home. There's no place like home.
Ok, so the Pet Lodge Looks like a nice place. Happy, happy, fun, fun.
But that's what they want the folks to think so's they bring their birds and turdles and fishies and kitty cats and pups to stay there. They are in it for the muney, that's all.
Let me tell ya the truth 'bout the joint.
They handed Mommy our Report Card when she came to spring us out.
The report card has stuff like
Diet: ate well.
This means we ate the scrap of gruel they slopped into our tiny, dark, damp cell.
Behavior: well-mannered and friendly
Only cause we was threatened and we was skeered to act any other way
Friends: Eddie, Lane, Myki and Maki
Sure, they was on our same chain gang.
Staff comments: Loved goin outside to play with their new buds.
See above comment 'bout the chain gang.
Lounging: meanin we was too weak to get up on account a because we didn't have much to eat
Mingling: this was where we went out into the prison yard 5 times a day and walked round and round.
Exploring: findin big rocks to dig outta the ditches they forced us to dig.
Fetching: that was mainly for Tux, they would throw rocks that looked like tennis balls for sum of the retriever type pups. Then they would laugh man-i-ack-ally when they pups would try to pick them up.
They took sum pictures of us "havin fun". I wish I could post mine on here. I fur real have a tear in my eye. They claim it was eye googie stuff but it was a tear. Really.
I sure am glad I am home. It may take me a really long time to re-coop-r-ate. But I managed to do sentry duty this mornin from my Love-Seat-Look-Out.
It's gonna be hard to un-remember all those memories of the Pet Lodge though.