those dumb on-line quizzes are dumb

I took the "What dog breed are you?" quiz and I came out "golden retriever". When I am getting a bath I sing! Do you know any golden retrievers who sing in the bath? If I could be more insulted I would tell you.

then I took the "What European capital are you?" quiz and I came out "Amsterdam" then I took the "What Disney hero are you?" and I came out "Woody the cowboy doll" and then I took the "What little lizard are you" and I came out "the little anoles that live in the back steps" and then I took the "What breakfast cereal are you?" quiz and I came out Grape Nuts and then I took the "What Star Trek Movie are you?" and I came out "The Whale Movie" and then I took the "What world cuisine are you?" and I came out "Eukanuba" so you can see it is time for all you people to stop writing and taking those dumb quizzes

svelte that's me

I weighed 75 pounds once and the vet said Bobo is fat! Dad hates when bad drivers are fat, so I guess he didn't like me fat either, and started to feed us less. Well, Otto doesn't eat right away, so now they watch to see who is eating Otto's food and it was usually me. That's why Otto is only 52 pounds. No don't worry about Otto he eats what he wants to eat and leaves the rest for me! Except now Mom and Dad take away the stuff Otto doesn't eat, and I got skinnier. I am down to 70 now and you can see my abs and I am much more handsome.

we are professional dogs

because now mom doesn't make us stay in the sun room during the day. Nope three days in a row she has let us have the whole house when she goes off to her college. well she does shut the bedroom cuz otherwise I would tear apart my bed during the day. I can't help it I love my bed and we destroy what we love. it's the same with Otto and toilet paper tubes when they are empty. but what i want to say is that we are real security dogs now. we take care of the house, if ennything tries to walk by or come in through the mail slot we are on the job barking our fool heads off. We are available to do advertising for poodles as watchdogs. Call our agent, that is, Mom, at 555-555-5555

i do a new trick that Mom loves

mom learned this trick from Maximillian the trickster (he is a dogster dog who does LOTS of good tricks) and she knew I was just the right huge poodle to learn the trick (Max is a little poodle, or a something-poo, or maybe a bichapoo) and it is called SuperTen!!!! well first I have to do Paw, which I LOVE to do, I'll do Paw for free, and then she says SuperTen!!! and it is time for me to give her the other foot too. and then she tells me how great I am and gives me 17 hugs and 21 rubs. And guess what Otto that brainbox can't even do Paw, much less SuperTen!!!

so

guess i should let everyone know what is up here, but really not much is up here. Mom and Dad both live here now and so do Otto and me. We all sleep in the same room and we try not to bark at night. We are still getting used to it that neighbors walk by all the time and we can watch them from the window but we are not supposed to say hi to them.

The front yard has about 7 squirrels but we are not supposed to talk to them either. Or the pigeons or the redbirds or the blackbirds either. nope poodles are supposed to bark only at bad guys but we don't know what a bad guy looks like or smells like. except for mr Smallweed and we don't see or smell him anymore

new titles!

Did you see my new title? I am not a travellin' dog no more no more. Now Dad and I live here in the new shiny house with Mom and Otto. So no more San Marcos, Bastrop, Caldwell, and College Station! It's Fiesta City for us!

Our new morning walk goes through a new college---not the one Mom teaches at and not the one Dad teaches at. Nope, it is called Tripiny and it is a multi-level college with stairs and ridges and bridges and fountains.

Last week we met a poodle girl named Chantelle and she is beautiful so we barked our brains out when we saw her today. She is a big poodle like us, but she's an older woman (she's 4). She is that pretty brown color like the inside of a Milky Way bar, which we would love to get but Mom thinks chocolate is bad for dogs

I have a strategy and it works quite well

I like to get people to love me, so I just ask and ask and ask. It works. Duh, Otto, when you sit aside and sulk while Mom is rubbing my muzzle it doesn't do you any good. Just get over here and ask Mom to rub your muzzle and she will do it. Your mistake is you wait until she is at the computer and then you try whacking her elbow with your nose. That is not conducive to getting love. Here is my strategy. Follow her around, quietly and faithfully, and whenever she turns around let her find you watching her with an adoring look on your face. It will Work Every Time. She may not pet you for more than a couple minutes, but she will pet you, and then when she moves you can do it again.

it is very confoosing to doggies

Yeah Otto is right, we don't get it but then I never really get it so nothing is different there. What I do get is that it's OK that almost everything is different because the thing things that are the same are Mom and Dad and there are two things that never change with them: 1) they always tell me to hush when I bark at stuff, and 2) they always love me and rub my ears. Oh, then 3) they remember to wash my ears

mom just doesn't understand

why oh why do people not get it that there is no point in having a bed if you can't tear it up?

condo car house dog sitter truck house condo work car house

on monday we got to move into the new house in SA. we were nervous. we met our new dogwalker who kept us away from the condo while it was being packed up and the new house while it was being filled with boxes. She runs with us. her name is Sharyl. So we LIKE her and she LIKES us, but things are weird. I mean, really---on Sunday we meet a new person and then on Monday and Tuesday she takes us for walks and to her house for the day? i want you all to know that this is almost too weird for me. well the new house has 2 squirrels, that is GREAT, and a huge big back yard with a nifty hiding place in the back where our yard goes behind the yard of the lady next door. And we were surprised to see that our beds are in the new house, how did they get there?

But then on Wednesday Dad got up early and he left. I cried because he didn't take me with him. I didn't know that Mom was going to take me to see Dad later in the day. Yup later in the day (first we went back to the condo to meet a new guy, a plummer, and then we went to Mom's work and got to meet her friends Ray and Kristin) we jumped in the car and drove to CS to see Dad. I guess it was Mom's fault, she didn't want Otto to be at the new house all alone and get the idea that it belongs to him.So it was Mom's fault I didn't go with Dad but I didn't know that then and I was mad at Dad and wouldn't talk to him at all.