Life is a Movie Starring ME!

Vote for me!

Gunther is showing off as a dock diver so Mom felt bad for me and entered my favorite photo of myself in a contest.

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Vote for me so that Gunther remembers who the real superstar is!

I'd be much better at dock diving if I wanted to throw myself into a freezing body of water. I mean, seriously. Boys will be boys...

Vote for me!

Gunther is showing off as a dock diver so Mom felt bad for me and entered my favorite photo of myself in a contest.



Vote for me so that Gunther remembers who the real superstar is!

I'd be much better at dock diving if I wanted to throw myself into a freezing body of water. I mean, seriously. Boys will be boys...

Ode to a friend

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My bizarro twin isn't here anymore. They tell me that he died in a freak accident, but I don't quite understand what that means. I keep thinking he's going to come around and play with me, but he's nowhere to be found. He's not even at the Paco Collars studio, and that's his place of business!

Usually when I get to visit Ana I have Paco to hang out with. This time it's just me, the people, and some crazy mutant puppy that everyone (including Mom!) thinks is cute and I think looks and acts like she's part cat or something. Plus, nobody seems to have noticed that she doesn't have any FUR. Not to be judgemental, but that's just kind of weird and everyone is acting like it's normal.

OK, OK. I like the puppy. I even play with her and she smells like grape candy. But still, she's not Paco.

Usually I think I'm pretty smart about people. But right now I'm not quite sure what's going on - everyone's sad, Paco's not here, and usually Ana vacation is a big party (for me of course). But everyone seems happy that I'm here (and that puppy really needs to learn that I am the Queen of the Universe, so it's good that I'm teaching her young), so I guess things will be OK.

Ana even let me in the bed. I love being in the bed.

Anyway, people are telling me that Paco is gone, so I guess that means I don't get to see him anymore. I'll miss Paco. He was my first real pit bull pal (besides Gunther of course - but he doesn't count, he's my brother), and he was a good pal. He was smart (smart enough to keep up with me!) and he had a funny sense of humor. He also talked. A LOT. I don't mean silent dog-dog talking, I mean lots of crazy noises that made the humans laugh a lot.

Paco also knew a lot of neat tricks. He even did tricks that I didn't do, like balancing things on his nose. I told him that I was too dignified to do these kinds of circus acts, but Paco really loved doing that stuff. And I have to admit that I liked watching him - he was a funny guy, that Paco. We just had a lot of fun together at the studio especially, and when there were lots of people to charm I of course would go be the social butterfly so that Paco could retain his own dignity. We all have to be dignified in our own ways of course.

I have a thing for dark boys, especially the ones with underbites. At least Pester's around to serve as the resident smart small troublemaking dark dog. But I'll still miss Paco. Pester talks a lot too and he has an underbite (a sign of intelligence and wit) but he doesn't know the nose trick. And I don't think he knows "bang bang!" trick either. Paco taught me that trick.

Sigh.

I'm famous again!

And on Dogster!

A very smart Dogster blogger posted about Paco Collars, my favorite collar place.

http://dogblog.dogster.com/2008/11/18/paco-collars -rockspecial-discount-for-dogsters/

And of course he ordered THE PANDORA. Which is me. Pandora. That collar is named after me!

I'm a little sad that I'm not in the picture from the link, but that's OK I guess. I'm not for sale anyway.

Dogs beat Obama!

Wow. Mom told me this and I thought it was pretty cool:

http://blog.cafepress.com/?p=1959

I hope the Obamas take note. And adopt one of my pals.

Palin Halloween costume

OK. I know that people are tired of talking about this lady, but there's a few things everyone should know:

1) The difference between Sarah Palin and me is NOT lipstick. And it's not Labrador, either. It's her entire worldview, people. Seriously.

2) Dressing up in Halloween costumes is fun. Mom has a Palin costume idea for the people, and I figure I can be part of it with this t-shirt.

Or if you like her, you could wear this t-shirt instead.

At times like this I wish I could vote... on the other hand, that would mean I'd have to pay taxes and I hear the economy is in a handbasket or some such - whatever that means. It sounds bad.

Anyway, I like costumes so I'm glad Halloween is coming up! Dunno what Mom will make me and Gunther, but hopefully it'll involve feathers.

Mom's in a t-shirt throwdown video!

My mom has been so busy that she never blogs for me anymore, but I figured I'd hijack her machine and show you guys what she's been doing:

McCain vs. Obama t-shirt throwdown

She's the one at the end.

I don't know why she didn't put me in the video though. We all know who the real star is.

Vote for Mom's blog!

My Mom has a blog. It's her company blog, and that's why she never has time to help me keep up my own blog.

Anyway, her blog is up for an award. So if everyone could help her win that award, Gunther and I would be pretty happy because it means job security. Which means that I can keep myself looking fly in new collars and such.

blogger's choice award

You have to register to vote, making it harder for those of us without opposable thumbs.

While you're at it, please vote for the Bad Rap blog over the PETA blog. Because PETA doesn't like me much, and that's just not very cool. (It's in "Charity" blog.)

Maybe one day my blog will be nominated for an award. Who knows? I think I deserve it. We all know that life is a movie starring ME!

I'm in a Smile contest!

Now that my reign as World's Coolest Dog is over, I figured it was time to enter another contest.

So I entered the
Best Smile Contest. I think I have a pretty good smile.

We'll see what the judges think. I wonder if Ellen herself is voting... hmm.

Gunther didn't get to enter this contest because this family is only big enough for one superstar, and I'm her!

Naked is as naked does

So there's some buzz around this Naked Pit Bull Calendar that Bad Rap did to raise money for all the dogs.

I don't see what the big deal is. I'm naked all the time. In the calendar I'm wearing my favorite collar, though...

Gunther is also in the calendar, but I'm the star of the shot. My mom is in the picture too - and she's not wearing any clothes or a collar of any kind. I didn't really notice until the people started noticing, but I was having too much fun playing Frisbee in the waves to care much about people staring at us. I just figured they recognized me from Dogster!

Anyway, please buy a calendar and help support all my dog pals in the Bad Rap program that don't have homes yet.

Gunther is also in a Kids & Pit Bulls calendar that will be out soon - and he's on the cover! I wasn't even asked to be in that one; I guess Mom doesn't want me getting overexposed.

So I suppose I'll be happy for Gunther. But I'm making sure that he remembers who the real star in this family is; we can't possibly have two superstars. I am Matt Dillon and Mark Wahlberg and Julia Roberts and Ben Affleck, people! Gunther can be Kevin and Donny and Eric and Casey. (Well, Casey Affleck is actually cuter and arguably more talented than Ben Affleck - so let's scratch that one.)

Tag! I'm it.

Mom is woefully inept at keeping up with my Dogster profile. She just noticed this tag game and hasn't been very good at accepting friend requests, either. Sheesh!

If I had opposable thumbs I'd do this myself, but alas. It's so hard to find good help these days...

Anyway, I guess there's a game of tag going along, and my pal Frodo tagged me. This is from Frodo's diary on the rules:

"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!"

OK, so 7 random factoids about me, Pandora, WCD 2007 and ever-s0-much-more deserving of attention than dear, dim Gunther:

1) I figured out as a puppy that the morning potty break was followed by Mom leaving the house, and went through a phase of hemming and hawing and overall stalling and/or refusing to honor my morning constitutional in order to delay her leaving me and going off to boring work.
2) I figured out how to climb an X-pen at 10 weeks old, the first day we had it.
3) I'm not supposed to do the daredevil leaps like I used to, because it's bad for my joints and sometimes I limp afterwards if I play too hard (boo).
4) My favorite lay-spot (other than Mom's bed) is an old decorative orange pillow that used to be on The Human Bed. Since I love it so much, Mom turned it into a dog bed for me.
5) I like chasing squirrels with Gunther, but I've never caught one.
6) I hate the rain. Hate. The. Rain. A. Lot.
7) I have a Labrador-like coat and shed constantly, driving Mom Up The Wall and necessitating a Roomba purchase. (Note: 7a - the Roomba doesn't really bother me unless it's coming straight at me, in which case I move away from the strange, moving robotic disc vacuum.)

Dunno who I'm tagging yet. I'll post after I do, I'm not terribly proficient at HTML and figuring out how to link to people is kinda hard for me.

OK, here's who I tagged:

Hooter
P.F. Chesterfield
Kato
Betty
Trixie
Kozmo
Chibi

Rave: Paco collars

Mom just got me a new collar. I like it.

Thing is, I may like my old collar better, because it's named after me. Who else has a custom dog collar named after them?

(Well, OK - Gunther does too.)

Gunther also got a new collar, but mine is better. It has heart-shaped decorations with pink bling and flowers in them, and it's a reddish-brown leather. Gunth's has horseshoes with blue on black leather.

Mine is ever-so-much more girlish.

Anyway, what I love even more than my new and old collar is Ana, who runs Paco collars. Auntie Ana lets me come over and cruise around the studio while all her minions work away to make handmade dog collars for lots of happy pooches.

Ana also donates a lot of collars to the pit bull rescue that saved me, so that the foster dogs and the dogs at Pit Bull Hall can all look fancy.

They of course don't look quite as fancy as I do, and they don't have collars named after them or anything, but they're still looking pretty good in nice thick leather collars, which is better than old stinky nylon any day.

Anyway, that's my rave of the day. I love Paco collars, my new collar, and Ana. I even like Paco a lot, but don't tell him I told you so or he'll get a swelled head.

I'm the World's Coolest!

Mom has finally gotten around to telling me that I'm the world's coolest dog, as voted upon by all my Dogster pals! Thanks Dogster pals!

Gunther is pretending not to be jealous. Silly boy, of course he wouldn't stand a chance in any contest against *me. Sheesh.

Anyway, I would like to thank everyone again for their votes. That picture of me is not really the most flattering pic of me (you can't even see my girlish figure), but I was very happy when it was taken. Dribbling soccer balls with my head is my favorite pasttime; it's ever so much more fun when Gunther's not around to interfere with the game and turn it into "chase," but you know how boys are. Sigh.

Mom would like everyone to note the blade of grass sticking sideways off my left eye, because apparently she finds that very funny. Whatever floats your boat, Mom.

I hear that I get a Target gift certificate, and you can be sure that Mom will be spending that in the Pets section! Otherwise I'll pout (not that you can tell, with my stylish underbite and all - I kind of pout all the time, it's my look), and I shall tattle on her via my blog.

Thanks to Dogster, all my pals, and even Gunther, for making me look so fabbo in comparison. (Sorry Gunther, but we all know who the superstar is.)

Wags and many many many licks,

Pandora, CGC, WCD (World's Coolest Dog)

Hey, I'm a finalist!

Yay! Mom tells me that I've made the finals in the World's Coolest Dog and Cat Contest!

Gunther was not so lucky. I tried to manage his expectations by letting him know that the family can only have one superstar, but he never listens. Boys...

Anyway, I'm in the Best Smile and Best Jumper categories, but of course I'm more interested in Best in Show.

Dogster doesn't aggregate the votes, so if you want to vote for me (and who doesn't?) you should vote for the "Smile" pic, which I think is really a more flattering photo of me than the "Jumper" pic anyway.

Thanks everyone for all the support! Power to the pitties and all the other mutts out there!

Vote for me!

I had to bug mom to enter me in the World's Coolest Dog contest.

I don't know what took her so long. Hellooooooo - live is a movie starring me, people!

Anyway, I'm entered in Best Smile, Best Jump and Best Friends. Though I think the Best Friends pic is entered for Gunther - whatever, if Gunther needs help with my picture, well, I suppose that's fine. We all know who the superstar in the family is...

Here's ME!

And here's Gunther, but be sure not to vote for the smile pic, since that's ME! I dunno what happened, but we have got to get that down. Seriously people, work with me.

Here's Gunther

Yes, I'm a slacker

Mom has been out of town foreeeeever and she took the computer, so I've been unable to communicate with all my Dogster pals. (She hogs that thing like crazy when she's home anyway. What does a dog have to do to get in some blog time?) Turns out Mom was busy cavorting around Germany and Amsterdam, where apparently I am not allowed due to my breed. Harumph. Who wants to live in Europe anyway? I can't bark in German or Dutch. Though I bet blondes have more fun there - especially blondes with sassy sweaters and boas to make it through the cold winters.

Rain, rain, go away

It's raining, and I'm torn. I'm bored, but I hate the rain. Gunther hates the rain too. So do I beg Mom to take us out and play Frisbee - which will surely get us wet and likely result in a Horrible Hose Off at the end of it - or be content with napping and playing with my toys today?

Gunther wants to go out, because Gunther is fairly short-sighted and always forgets about the Horrible Hose Off that always results after rainy day play sessions. Good thing I'm here to remind him about these things.

Risk:reward ratios must always be weighed when it's raining.

Oh yeah, apparently we're going to be in Weekend Magazine at some point this month. My only complaint is that the staff photographer at the office seems to favor Gunther, for no reason whatsoever. Harumph! But, I think that I got my fair share of airtime this time around.

OK, I think I'm going to have a pow wow with Gunth and discuss the play situation. Maybe if we don't get too muddy we can avoid the hose...

Who needs opposable thumbs?

Well, Mom didn't tell Gunther and me that we had mail and diary capabilities on Dogster these days! I knew she was holding back on us.

Anyhoo, I'd like to give a shout-out to all the other dawgs out there on Dogster, and apologize for our tardiness in answering messages. Now that I know people are clamoring for my attention (who can blame them?), I'll be happy to answer any and all inquiries, accept any pals that stroll my way, and of course accept any admiration folks want to heap on me.

I also want to lick your face. Yes, I'm talking to you! ;)