WOW!!! Back one day and already Loomis and Gordon have included me in a game of tag!!!

Here's how it works:

Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Dogs who are tagged need to post the rules of the game and 7 pawsome facts about themselves in their diary. Then once you are tagged, you choose 7 dogs to tag, listing their names in your diary. Don’t forget to bark your friends pmail that they have been tagged and to read your Diary for the rules -- or better yet, send them a fun Rosette announcing they've been tagged!

My 7 things about me.

1) I love to carry toilette paper back from the store for Mum.
2) I have selective hearing.
3) I've learned how to spell "car", "ball", "beach", "walk", "dinner", "dog" and "Frodo".
4) I don't like anyone to watch me poo.
5) I love Mum's new hippie love den (furniture is waaaaaay more accessible).
6) I don't like getting my feet wet in puddles, and I hate the rain, but I love to swim.
7) I live for the scratching of my butt by human slaves.

I am TAGGING:

Pandora
Secret
Kierkegaard
My Sweety Wingnut
my new pal Bear
Scout
and Daisy

Sorry if I've double tagged anyone!

Cheers kids!

I've Missed All of You So Much!!!!

I just wanted to say a quick thankyou to all of my pals who have sent me stars and rosettes while I've been away. Due to some issues that some of my pals are aware of, my Mum isn't able to spend much time updating my page but she's gonna try once in a while!

I miss you all and love ya tons!
El Frodo

IT'S HERE!!! IT'S HERE!!! IT'S HERE!!!

Oh My DOG !!!

MY PRESENT FROM WINGNUT IS HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!

No time to write now....must...(rip)....open....(tear).....presents........(d rooooooooool!)

A Winsome Portrait of ME!!!!!

Just this past summer the Mum and I met this very cool gal by the name of Crystal. She thought I was pretty cool looking and Mum and her got to talking and it turns out she's an artist. Well Miss Crystal said she wanted to do a "Winsome Portrait" of me and Mum emailed her a photo. The Mum got busy and kinda forgot all about it and then, outta da blue, Miss Crystal emailed her so we could see this portrait....OMD...IT'S PAWESOME!!!! Miss Crystal even put me on her web site !!! She calls me "Frodo the Magical Water Dog"...if you click on my picture on her site, you can see a larger picture of me, ME, ME!!!

Thank you sooooooooo much Miss Crystal!!! You are awesome!
Many grateful licks and wags!

Ring-o-Fire

Yup, Mum's a little on the dog-tired side these days! You see I've had the squirty poops for over two weeks now and I have to "go" several times a night.

We just came back from the vet's and he says that I have "colonitis" from eating Nana's turkey for Christmas dinner! Now I have to eat cottage cheese and rice, peptobismal, and antibiotics for the next SEVEN DAYS....DUDES...I'M USED TO BUFFALO AND FRESH VEGGIES!!!

Mum's chanting (with big bags under her eyes!!!) NO MORE SQUIRTY POOPS, NO MORE SQUIRTY POOPS!

Frodoru Haiku

I learned my lesson.
Turkey under the table
gives me squirty poops!

Why I Love this Little Boy! (by Frodo's Mum)

Last night, just after midnight, Frodo jumped out of bed (he sleeps on my bed) and bolted across the floor! He stood at the bedroom door for a moment and then came back to bed. Two minutes later he jumped out of bed and bolted across the floor and stood in front of the door for a moment or two before coming back to bed once again.

THEN I HEARD IT...."EEEEOOOOOOWRRRRAAAANNGGGEEEEOOOORRRRPTHBT"! My poor little dude...it was his TUMMY! But HE didn't know that...all Frodo knew was that something in bed with him was making scary noises!

I turned the light on and rubbed his tummy for a few minutes to calm him down thinking that would be the end of it! As it turned out I had to rub his tummy until 4:30 in the morning to keep him calm! Then...when I turned out the light... he jumped up again and ran across the floor! So no light off until he was sound asleep at 6 am!

So why was this so endearing? Well...it's just so Frodo! My big 90 lb sensitive boy!

First thing in the morning he needs cuddles, so he rolls over and flops his head on my knees and makes Chewbacka noises.

Once he found a vole in the forest and instead of trying to eat it he pushed it out of the path with his nose!

When my Lovebirds land on his head and tease him he just looks at me and patiently waits for me to remove them!

Instead of barking to say "please" he just moves his lips (sometimes you get an almost inaudible "woof").

For many of my friends who have been afraid of dogs, Frodo was their first dog "friend".

He leans up against me if I'm standing and sits in my big chair with me (if he can squeeze himself in) when I'm sitting.

Everybody in the neighbourhood knows his name and he greets them with his standard wolfhound howl! He NEVER forgets a friend!

He kisses older dogs under the chin when he greats them.

He plays wonderfully with puppies!

He is the most ideal, sweet, sensitive, loving, snuggling, caring beast I have ever come to know....

That's why I love this little boy!

Frodoru Christmas Haiku

Under the table,
tasty food scraps are falling!
My bum smells funny!

Must I wear this hat
that makes me look so silly?
Mum has a screw loose!

Christmas means parties.
I put on my jingle bells.
Humans think it’s cute.

I see many gifts.
This one smells like beef jerky!
It must be for me!

The fallen branches
smell like squirrel and birdy poop.
I must pee on them.

I must be patient!
Santy Paws is coming soon,
I’ve been very good!

If You Want a Duck...

So…like I said, it’s been snowing a lot here in Vancouver. So why can’t my Mum just leave well enough alone and let me play in the stuff!

Yesterday she told me we were going to go for a long walk in the snow. I was so excited that my jaw started shaking and I even drooled a little! And then….THEN…SHE PULLED OUT THE BOOTIES…THE BOOTIES! Dude, I’m a dog! I DON’T DO BOOTS! (“yes you do sweet-pea, they protect your pads from the salt”)

So when she is finished cramming my feet into these ridiculous lookin’ flipper things she finally let’s me out the door. And then what does she do? SHE FOLLOWS ME UP THE STREET LAUGHING! I MEAN, THE WOMAN WAS DOUBLED OVER, HOLDING HER GUT AND HEAVING WITH LAUGHTER!
Oh sure, she apologized…but she said she was laughing ‘cause I was walking like a big, four-legged duck.

After a few minutes I kinda started to walk normally but, once again, all of the humans started saying how “cute” my boots were and “what a lucky dog” I was. Yeah, yeah…I get it…you humans aren’t happy unless you are completely humiliating us dogs! You just wait baby…Karma happens!

Frodoru Haiku

Big ugly flippers
I feel humiliated
I am NOT a duck!

BEWARE THE TWINKLING LIGHTS!

It’s always when you least expect it that something goes horribly, HORRIBLY wrong!

Three days ago we got FRESH SNOW!!!! And lots of it! Awesome right?

Sooo … that evening I’m going to Nana and Papa’s for a birthday party; you know, food, adulation and ooohs and aaahs as I perform various tricks and, the best part, a HUGE back yard for me to romp in. Still not sounding too shabby you say!

Sooo …off I go to explore and romp and plow nose first through the snow. It was so much fun UNTIL…..I lifted my leg on one of Papa’s trees and …ZAP from nowhere something bit my pee-pee!!! AND THEN…POOF all of the hundreds of lights of lights blew out! Gonzo!

So cousins, beware the twinkling lights! DON’T PEE ON THEM! THEY BITE!

Frodoru Haiku

The lights that twinkle,
Hide an ominous prospect.
I think I smell smoke!

Enough with the soap already!

So… I just got out of the bath and all I hear is “Oh you handsome boy!”, and “Don’t you smell lovely!” and doesn’t it feel good to be clean and soft and fluffy!”. Is she kiddin’ me? Message to all humans: ENOUGH WITH THE SOAP!

Let me “‘splain Lucy”:

I just rolled in poo. Cousin Rover over there has a stick that I want. I very stealthily sneak up on him. He cocks his head…’What’s that I smell?’ he says. ‘Oh, it’s just poo. No harm ever came from a little poo!’ and VIOLA! I pounce and the stick is MINE!

Not catching on yet? Let me give you another example. Earlier in the day I found a lovely 3-day-old flounder at the beach just ripe for a little chin dive. Fast forward to this afternoon; Brutus, the big dog from next door is sniffing around in MY yard. He cocks his head…’What’s that I smell?’ he says. ‘Oh, it’s just a little rotting flounder. To bad…I was hoping to give that whimp Frodo a little nip in the bum so he knows who’s boss.’ Little does my lunk-headed friend know, I’m hiding in the hedge right behind him!

Get the picture? Now, just imagine that I smell all pina-colada and tootie-fruity. No stick and a nip in the bum! Is that what you want for your “best friend”?

So…the next time you see poo, or dead fish, or even some old rotting garbage, be a pal, call your dog over and invite him for a little roll. He’ll reward you with licks, cuddles and wiggles and will be sure to roll in your bedding so you smell good too!


Frodoru Haiku

All of my hard work
covering my scent again.
Enough with the soap!