DDP for Moi, Such an Honor.

Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Dogster honored me with a DDP today. Thank you Dogster. Thanks to all you pups that stop by and keep up to date with my life. Thanks for the pawmails and gifts too.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

Escape from Momcatraz.

Hey everypup ~Misty here~

This is our tale of escaping from Momcatraz this weekend. Sure, we have all been recaptured and spent time in solitary confinement with only dry dog food and water. The water, ackkkk, filtered. The food, ackkkk, dry and expensive.

Ms K stayed over on Friday night because puzzlefest and some champagne was had. I think more champagne was had but I was in bed so I can't really vouch for that. Oh, Mom says she can so yes, more champagne was had. Mom got out the magic automatic shamma-lamma blow up bed for Ms K to sleep on and she fell fast asleep.

We sorta of forgot that Ms K was still here in the morning and all 4 of us ran out headed for the backyard but then saw Ms K sleeping on the magic automatic shamma-lamma blow up bed and headed over to give morning kisses. Who knew Ms K did not appreciate dog kisses in the morning. Mom says she doesn't like them either, but really, who can fully trust a person that doesn't like morning dog kisses? Even if it is your own Mom.

After Ms K decided going home to peace and quiet was more appealing than magic automatic shamma-lamma blow up bed, Mom decided to make some breakfast. So she started some bacon on the stove, pulled out some eggs and brought out the toaster. All was good until she dropped the bread into the toaster and walked out to water the window boxes out back.

Mom says she lost track of time. I pawsonally think she was out taking a nap because I saw her laying on the deck bench. I will testify to that if it comes to it.

Then a terrible racket started shrieking in the house and Mom ripped open the back door and some very bad words came out of her mouth. She took the toaster that had black smoke belching and took it out to the backyard. Then all the windows were opened and the shrieking kept going and going. Then another shrieking at the end of the hall started to support the original shrieking.

Then Mom opened the front garage door and the front door forgetting the alarm was still set for the front door. Then louder angrier shrieking and very bad language flowed verbosely. The alarm had to be turned off. Once that goes off, Mom has to answer the phone and that is when we took advantage of her distraction.

We snuck out the garage door and headed out to take over the neighborhood. Scooter and I one way, Pepper and Cutter another. We wandered and sniffed peed and probably pooped without having Mom clean it up. We were free and sniffing and sniffing and sometimes barking.

Mom didn't know any of this because she was on the phone with the alarm company explaining that the door alarm and smoke alarm were all her fault because she can't even make toast. BOL. She had to answer all kinds of questions while she was walking around trying to turn on vents and open windows to make the smoke haze at waist level move a little faster.
Right when she was at her wits end with all the questions about are you sure you are ok, what is your password, what is your address, why did both alarms go off at the same time, and even more stuff she heard Scooter giving us away.

Sure enough he was outside too lazy to go any further from his comfy pillows and couch spot and wanted Mom to let him back in the garage door. Then Mom did a head count (much easier than a paw count fur sure) and came up 3 heads short (not including hers, cuz obviously her head wasn't on to begin with to start the day off).

She cut it short with the alarm company assuring them she wasn't being assaulted, hadn't fallen, house not on fire and headed out with 3 leashes and SNACKS. The first to fall was Cutter because he's really too scared to go very far from the house. He was walked back to the house and left with Scooter.

Pepper was next at the bottom of the hill sniffing around and finally cornered in a neighbors yard. Snapped onto the leash and they both came hunting for me. I was around the corner just strolling along on my normal WALK path. Once Mom spotted me and yelled "Leash" I headed back because that is my key word for going on a WALK.

Then we headed back up to the house where the shrieking noises had stopped finally, but was still very smokey and burned smelling.

Mom lit a bunch of smelly things in glass jars called candles and decided to clean the house since she was up and there was no way she was going to go back to sleep. Something about sweating the champagne out and working through the pain. Either way, all us pups headed back to bed for a mid morning nap.

And that's how we made our escape from Momcatraz.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

Queen of All I Survey!

Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Oh yes, I am the Queen of All I Survey! Mom took Me, the Royal Me out in the front yard with her. I was on my extra long leash and I choose not to discuss the huge rock at end of it. Let's just call it my "albatross".

Mom did that stuff I just don't understand where a bucket is out there and gets filled up with perfectly good greenery she calls weeds. She says she does it so the flowers can grow. *Disclaimer - those of you pups with a weak stomach may want to skip through the rest of this paragraph*. I'm not sure she's doing the flowers much good because she goes out there all the time and cuts them down, brings them in the house and makes "arrangements", takes them to work, gives them away to friends to who knows what demise they meet.

I was out there with Mom the whole time while the OTHERS and Scooter had to watch from the front window. Ok, Scooter didn't really care after he decided watching me lay on the grass was boring and decided to take a nap, but the point is....I am the Queen of All I Survey and Mom's favorite.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

What Mom? NO, you don't need to read this at all, pawing send right now.

Ho Hum

Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Haven't had much to bark about (well the stuff going on outside in the yard doesn't count) lately. It's been pretty Ho Hum around here. Until last Monday it had not rained in 2 weeks in Seattle, which I think must be up there in the record books. Sun was out, human eyeballs were all squinty (fact - more sunglasses are sold in western Washington than any other state - we lose our sunglasses every year), flowers started popping out of the ground, lots of panting happened from the heat (dog and humans) and then Monday.

Monday through today so far has made up for the lack of rain the previous 2 weeks. Delicate flowers are flopped over giving up their will to live under the pounding rain. The Rhododendrons bloomed early in the sunshine and are swamped. Snowball tree is hunched over giving you great access to grab one. Do so wisely because they are loaded with water and if you just snag one off the tree incorrectly, the branch will just swing back up and dump water all over you. If you do it right, certain dogs can get an unexpected flower waterball surprise thrown at them. Let's just not ask how I know ok.

Scooter's in trouble right now because he can't keep his Barkmouth shut. Every time Mom tells him not to bark, he just looks at her and barks again. I'm fairly certain I may have to jump on her at the last minute to distract her from "wringing his neck".

Meanwhile I'm off to see if I can make him bark again. BOL.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

Emergency!!

Hey everypup ~Misty here~

A State of Emergency has been called out. I looked at my page and there was only 1 lonely bone in my stash.

Last I checked I wasn't on a hunger strike. I feel myself wasting away to practically nothing! *Misty swoons dramatically*

Sniff at ya later (if I live) ~Misty~

Do You Mind!!

Hey everypup Misty here~

Every pup needs some alone time don't they? Well I do. I realize I am an above average type doglet so I may be part of the 1% in this luxury, but I do like to spend some time outside all by myself with no other dogs out there with me. I can wander around the yard and sniff stuff all by myself without wondering when another dog nose will be shoved in my face wanting to sniff my sniffs too.

I can flop down on the ground and roll in the smells in the grass that add that certain eau de dogge (dried up dead slugs are Awww-some). I can roll around and let the grass tickle my back or flop over and have it cool my belly. So many things you can do with grass besides just peeing on it. BOL.

I'll spend some time sitting on one of the stepping stones sniffing the breeze. Sometimes you can really smell the lake coming up the hill and feel the cool breeze, very nice in the summer. Even though it is a couple miles away and can't be seen from here during the evening you can feel it help cool off the surrounding land. Plus it brings those Dragonflies that are so fun to try and chase in the summer. I'm getting ahead of myself talking about summer things when we all know spring has only barely arrived in Seattle. Who knows, a week from now we could be talking a freeze or snow.

Eventually I will wander up to the deck and sit by the edge watching my yard grow. Always keeping an eye out for the EVIL NEMESIS SQUIRRELS and newly added to the list are the EVEN MORE EVIL CROWS. In case of a sighting of either I will make sure they know they are not welcome. Very loudly I might add.

Then I will wander back towards the door and wait for Mom to let me in. After all that, I think I deserve a SNACK, don't you?

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

A La Pooh Bear

Hey everypup ~Misty here~

I was humming to myself today and hummed this out for Mom. She was doing the boring inside exercises that don't involve WALK at any time. Boring!!

*sound of Misty clearing throat*

POOH BEAR EXERCISES FOR MOM

Every time she touches her toes
(rum diddleee ump)
We all race to lick her nose
(rum diddleee ump)

Every time she raises her knees to chin
(rum diddleee ump)
We all look over and give a grin
(rum diddleee ump)

Every time she huffs and puffs
(rum diddleee ump)
We all bark out "still not enough"
(rum diddleee ump)

Every time she's flat on the floor
(rum diddleee ump)
We all rush over "give us some more"
(rum diddleee ump)

I know you'll all be humming and rum diddleee ump'in away in your heads for days and days over this brilliant ditty.

Now I think it's time for a little something as Pooh Bear would say.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~
(rum diddleee ump)

Want!!

Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Need I say more?

Kitteh Donuts

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

Ambassadors Ready for Deployment.

Hey everypup ~Misty here~

FROM HER ROYAL HIGHNESS QUEEN MISTY OF ALL I SURVEY:

POSTED: 2 Firm Royal Deployments; 1 Possible Prince Scooter Tour...until the next leap year.

PEPPER POWER: This girl will be sent to a caliente country where the gals are spicy, vocal and can swing their hips with verve. Ole.

MR. CUTTER: Will be sent to the deep south where genteel skills with the local brood (errr, oh he's moving to an undisclosed location). Sorry gals, he really doesn't speak French.

SCOOTER: He can have his pillow on the bed, but I will still growl at him. Even if it was me that moved.

DECREED ON THIS DAY BY HER ROYAL HIGHNESS.

~Queen Misty~

Dear Dogster. A Letter From Misty. Subject: Error 4.

Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Mom, are you ready? I've been waiting days for you to not be "busy" and take my barktation down for entry. Ok, sure you needed a couple days to cool off before taking this task on, but it's been over a month. Get your bodka dwip™ hooch bag out (Zaidie you got that one ™'d yet? BOL) and get ready to let your fingers and those wonderful thumbs fly. I got some things to take up with Dogster.

About 6 weeks ago (Scratch that, on December 16th)Mom got annoyed enough to send Dogster an email about the Error 4 messages she was always getting.


Here is Dogster's response.


-----Original Message-----
From: Dogsters (dogster.com) [mailto:dogsters@dogster.com]
Sent: Friday, December 16, 2011 2:46 PM
To: Laura
Subject: Re: Contact Dogster: Feature Failure : Response Requested

Laura,

The Techno Dogs are working on the Error 4 issue which is related to the
new option for comments. Beta testing is being done on the fix and they
hope to have the problem solved soon.

BTW, the reason you can post on some pups and not others has to do with
how each dog has its page set up to accept and/or approve comments.
That's
the problem the Techno Dogs are working on.

Woofs! & Tail Wags!

-watch dog-
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Mom just about posted that she had a fix for Error 4 as a diary entry and then it of course broke. She thought she had it licked because sometimes it would post if she just changed the dog who was sending stuff. Sometimes taking out any of the !!!'s would make it work. Sometimes making sure there was a space in between each paragraph worked.

Then she noticed she could either post to Coco Rose and not Puff, or the other way around. I didn't take good notes, and Mom is getting so OLD that December might as well be her teenage years long ago. BOL. I swear from across the room we could all see her hackles rise when she caught on to that small issue with Dogster's excuse.

So Mom read bunches of diary entries from our pup pals because she does that and laughs and sometimes cries and will give us scratches when we get gifts or a DDP (So Dogster it would be nice if all 4 of us could get on the loop de loop that Zoe and DFB get on all the time - just suggesting). She comments when she can and then this cat litter box surprise came across from Dogster. All you pups are gonna love this, hang on while we go copy and paste. Sometimes I get Elmer's paste in my paws and have to lick it out - BOL.

**Mom, why you laughing so hard - that wasn't all that BOL, more like YawnOutLoud. Weirdo!**

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From: Dogsters (dogster.com) [mailto:dogsters@dogster.com]
Sent: Sunday, February 19, 2012 11:47 AM
To: Laura
Subject: Dogster Diary Comments

Laura,

While doing my Sunday morning review of our spam filter, I found several of your comments had been trapped as spam:

6 times
Don't run Zaidie - you can ask my weight too. BOL. I will be 7 paws old tomorrow. I believe that is just about the right age to start taking over the world! BOL

45 times
Pepper Power's Paw Walk Forecast was very off base tonight. Thinking loud rain and wind, but yikes, hail, snow and now big fat rain drops. Congrats on DDP Jelly.

3 times
Error 4 is just a figment of Dogster funk,. Pepper Powers Paw Walk Forecast was very off base tonight. Thinking loud rain and wind, but yikes, hail, snow and now big fat rain drops. Conwags on DDP Jelly. You deserve it. Dogster post this now with no more issues please. okay now I am very disappointed in you Dogster. Post this dang thing.

I cleared all of the comments and removed the duplicates with the exception of the Error 4 comments, which were not really so much about the diary as commentary directed to HQ.

When comments don't post, it's usually a matter of the comment being held as possible spam. If you get a "duplicate" or Error 4 message and don't see your comment, it's best to stop trying because the more attempts you make, the more convinced Defensio becomes that you are trying to spam.

Hope this helps explain things. Going forward, if you get an Error 4 or "duplicate" warning and/or don't see your comments, send me a link to the diary or photo you tried to post a comment to, I'll see what else I can find out for you.

Woofs! & Tail Wags!

-watch dog-

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Ok, aside from the BOL 45 attempts to post Pepper's comment (she was really frustrated, and sometimes they will post if you are persistent), Mom is kind of annoyed the last comment they decided not to publish. Because Dogster deemed it didn't need to be published.

Because Mom is devious in her brain, but a typical Seattleite and passive agressive, she thinks all the time about taking "watch dog" up on his offer of emailing him every time Error 4 raises it's head and howls.

So Mom will try and post comments on our pup pals fun stuff in their lives, but if she gets the message too often she stops even attempting.

Ok Mom, you can go make your own dinner now. I'm gonna go hang out on the couch and watch you.

Sniff at you later ~Misty~