Overnight at the Relatives

Mom took me to stay with her homeschooling sister's family because it was going to be too cold to stay in the barn while she went to work.

That night I let my niece sleep in her bed a little. She was very assertive and wanted to sleep on her own pillow. I usually sleep in a king sized bed with Mom and get a pillow and spread out a bit. Well, this niece tried twice to move me off her pillow and over on her single bed. I gave her a good growl. But you know what! She tricked me and pretended to leave the room and while I got up to see where we were going, she ran back and reclaimed her bed and pillow! Sniff.

In the morning, excitement of excitements, the doorbell rang! The Mom tried to hold my collar so I wouldn't run outside and ....... I felled her like a tree. Of course I didn't notice in my excitement to get to the door but she was determined to tell everyone how I pulled her over so she pitched to the floor landing totally flat. Hmmmm. Maybe she should just let ME get the door.

Caught!

Mom is trying to get my page looking nicer with photos. She got some good ones of the birds, horses, and cats ....but then found I that I (OF COURSE) had to be in each picture to put it on the page. Soooooo here we go again with the borrowed camera.

This morning Mom was trying to catch the "greeting of the cats" that I do every morning. I don't think she realized how fast that all happens and it is nearly impossible to catch with a digital camera. Right when the camera is stuck to her face and she is watching me like a hawk (or like I like to watch for deer) I peed on the hay in the barn. Wow .... she sure was angry! How was I to know that I couldn't mark some nice yellow grass...it was ALREADY yellow.

Evil Hot Sauce

I LOVE to lick off the excess ketchup that Mom sometimes puts on her plate. Last night she tried a new frozen food. It was Delimex Fajitas Grilled Chicken. Evidently she supposed that it would be too mild and loaded her plate with hot sauce to dip the fajitas. She ate up those fajitas without giving me a taste but left that big ole pile of ketchup looking stuff on her plate. I dove right and and ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I gave her the injured puppy look and walked away from her. I THOUGHT she loved me....evidently not!

Navel Investigations

A group Mom is in on this site started talking about dog belly buttons. Someone googled it and found that all dogs have navels. Another person posted a picture of their dog's outie belly button. Thus the great search began. It was like an all cavity search at an airport. A guy couldn't even lay down without Mom visually looking me up and down. Then running her hands on my belly. I like a belly rub as much as any dog but this was getting ridiculous. Mom was too shy to rub very low and obviously my belly button was not in the middle of my stomach like hers. She finally found it the other night and it is an inny. And so very low that there will be no postings of pictures of the above mentioned inny. Thank God that is over. I can hardly wait for what the group writes about next.

The Iditarod and POINTERS

My Mom is in a group of teachers helping each other study the Iditarod with their classes. Today she read in a news release that Rick Swenson, the ONLY five time champion, is hoping to win again. Here is the exciting bit.



"Swenson has spent the past 10 years or so mixing short-haired
pointers into his kennel, adding speed."

from http://www.cabelasiditarod.com/coverage_2007/cov07_mar01_01. html


enough said......Pointers Rule the speed world

Mud Season

Joy of joys....mud season is here. When Mom tried to open my dog yard gate to the field, she ALMOST had her knee high boots sucked off her feet. There is standing water in the field and mud so wonderfully thick and gooey. Heaven. Today we went for our first horseback ride since Christmas. Mom has been sick A LOT this Winter. I have been doing a good job snuggling and following her from couch to bed to hammock for months. Finally, today I got to run, run, and run some more. I was so fast. I kept up with Gabe, the fast horse. But I guess to be fair, Mom did keep Gabe to a trot for the hour. But I DID keep up after all that Winter sloth.Good Dawg.

Fun Dawg of the Week was ME! (March 18 to 25, 2007)

This was my speech after hosting my first pawty.


*****clearing throat and standing on stump******

Now, at the horse rides Mom goes to....when the last rider gets back to camp there are always awards. So here are the awards for this weekend.

The best travelin' to Ahia story is a shared award...Keeko (page 17) and Flecken (pages 19 & 20)

The scariest pawty game suggested is also a shared award.....Scamp (pages 9 & 22) and Snozzle (page 22). And if the Moms are reading this....we DIDN'T do it!

The best get-away from their parent goes to.....Cosmo. He made it past his Mom after she found a gold lame thong in the wash from the last weekend!

Duewayne Dawson wins a double award .... best outfit and Mr. Congeniality (made friends with neighbors, page 35)

The first interspecies proposal award goes to ........Kody Bear. We first heard about it on page 56 then on page 63 it is all out in the open.

The lamest jokes award goes to .......Lily Pad (see pages 48 and 49)

The best disguise award also goes to ....... Lily Pad (be sure to look at the book in the background)

The tiredest dawg and the dawg who tried the hardest to go to the pawty........Trixie (goes to sleep on page 27 and 28 due to Dogster not working right then wakes up on page 52!)

And our last award....for taking the Fun Dawgs on a hayride....and pulling it WITH farty horse.....Kiko (page 57, she offers and page 48...changed into a zebra, thus making pulling the hay wagon possible.


This was the addendum.

*****clearing throat and standing on stump AGAIN******

I already presented the awards, thinking that the last pawty goer was here....but now one final award.

*****clearing throat and standing on stump******

The Award for Best Late for the Pawty Excuse goes to ..........................Flecken (see the page you are on)

It came from the Earth and bit me!

Mom and I went out to feed the horses and barn cats when we saw Sammy Sue (mouse hunter extraordinaire) with her head WAY down into the grass. In the front yard there is a hole that goes and goes like Alice in Wonderland for mice, so Mom thought this might be another one like that in the back yard. Mom and I both went over to see the hole. I nudged Sammy Sue aside and next thing I knew there was a screaming mad mouse as big as Ralph S. Mouse yelling at me. It was big enough for Mom to see it's wet bed head fur standing up and one really angry expression on it's big ole mousey face. Evidently it was willing to die for Sammy Sue but I had no such luck. It BIT me on the nose. I yelped. And Mom laughed for at least ten minutes. The indignity of it all.

Yes, the mouse got away and Sammy Sue just went calmly to the barn for breakfast.

Tagged!

I have have been tagged by some great buds : Bella, Harper, Domino, and Casey

Here are the rules:

Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Dogs who are tagged, need to post in their Diary The rules & their 7 pawsome facts. Then choose 7 dogs to tag and list their names. Don’t forget to bark them a pmail that they have been tagged and to read your Diary, or, send them a fun Rosette announcing they've been Tagged!

1) I sleep with Mom but I only cuddle if we are napping.
2) I hate her new lazy boy so I body slam it from the back.
3)I love to run with the horses and swim in the ponds.
4)I love to chase the cats and run from them.
5) I was adopted from a no kill shelter
6) My parrot, Oscar, sometimes runs down his cage and bites me!
7) I love to eat baked beans and fart the night away.

I am going to tag:
Daisy, Spike, Cosmo, Biloxi Violet, Hannah, Olley, and Chase.

The Bed Making Game

Every morning that I can get away with it, I crawl or roll over to the part of the bed that Mom is making. It is a great time because she laughs and rubs my belly. I was so James Bondish that she thought I was doing it by accident at first. Does anypup out there do this game too?