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Ms. Winehouse - Snazzy Bluesy Jazzy To You

February 8th 2008 10:35 pm
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Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Happiness is laying in front of the heater vent and watching mom do housework to Amy Winehouse. She grooves to the music and plays with us when the music strikes.

Ahh chore day.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~


Butterfly Kisses - the booth is now OPEN

February 2nd 2008 7:35 pm
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Cover me in Butterfly Kisses all my friends!!

The kissing booth is open for February.

Stop on by - bones, stars, appreciation for all.

Sniff at ya Later ~Misty~


Mom's So Smart!!

February 2nd 2008 7:31 pm
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Hey everypup! ~Misty here~

Mom finally took the time and listened to me and our website is pawsome now. Can you believe all the new stuff we've got going on there! I can't believe how long it took me to train her. I've got a couple more training treats up my collar so who knows where this will take us.

Today the internet website. Tomorrow the whole house. Or is that backwards?

Dooterhead didn't help at all. He thinks support is when Mom has her hand under his fluffybutt - sorry Mom, I know better.

Anysniff - all he did is lay there. Some support.

So we kind of like the new power of knowledge on fixin up the new blog-o-sphere homing page. Hope everyone likes it and wants to throw us a bone.

Only for February, we'll have the kissing booths up - so smooch to your hearts content.

Happy Pappy Days Everypup.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~


Don't try and take my bone!

February 2nd 2008 3:16 pm
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Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Have you ever had a brother that just would NOT leave you alone? Well I have one. I'm here to tell you it is a pain in the ear!! Always after me to give up my Teddy Bear toy, chew sticks, Milkbones, and especially my bones. Now anyone who knows me, knows I love my chew sticks and bones. Especially if I just found it in the backyard and it has all those wonderful backyard smells. That is the best (well ok fresh off the grill marrow bones are best, but this isn't summer). Little bit soggy, little bit dirty, little bit cold - BLISS!

So I come back in the house after uncovering a bone I stashed in the backyard. You have to be careful retrieving these morsels. Must not let your brother find out where you stash them, so keep an eye on him. If he's looking - find a squirrel he can bark at to distract him. Works everytime - what a thick skull, short eared, fluffy butted -- oh sorry Mom.

Now once you have said morsel back in the house - make sure to find a blanket to make a good doggy bed out of. Hunker down for a good little bone chewing and perhaps a nap after that. What a great Saturday afternoon. Well, I THOUGHT it was going to be...

That brat Scooter just had to get all up in my face barking and whining like he was starving to death. Let me tell you - that boy is not even close to "wasting away to practically nothing" so don't listen to him. I'm the svelte and trim one - he's a fatbutt, so he should appreciate me volunteering to take the bone calories into my system. But NOOOO - he's all barky and whiny up in my face. Thinks sticking his butt in the air means we should play - well we are not sharing this morsel.

What does the PEST do next? All up in my face wasn't working - so he jumped on me. Well off come the pawgloves and we are not putting up w/ that kind of in your face disrespect. After the brief shock of amazement I'm up and all in his face. There - how do you like that - not so cool being barked at is it - how do you like the growl in your face too - I can lunge at you too, you're not so tough. After a little reminder of who is the Queen of this house I figure I can go back to my bone and enjoy it.

Of course not! Back in my face is my brother all - give me a taste - I'm gonna tell mom you aren't sharing - it's my turn to hang on to it, and much more. Enough Already!! Who can stand such a pain? I keep telling mom to ship him back home to the rock he crawled out from under but she's not buying any of that.

Well that is certainly more than I want to take thinking I was going to get a good bone chewing in. Scooter has runied my happy spot and he has to pay!! Our arguement was very vocal and we did get testy, that's for sure. Mom was mad at us that she had to step in, telling us to work it out another way.

Then she reached down.

Picked up my bone.

Walked to the kitchen.

Threw it away!!


I need to go cry in my dog bowl.

Sniff at ya later~Misty~

PS - Scooter you are so going to get it!!!


Snow is really like a melted ice cube

January 29th 2008 10:28 pm
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Hey eveypup

Misty here.

Snow really is just like a semi melted ice cube. Fun to run in but not too skiddey..Fun to sniff at but not too dribbley..Fun to run across when not too deep..Fun to hide in when you are mostly white..Fun to ambush your brother when he is not too much white..Fun to sniff animal tracks left in the snow when they aren't too BIG..Fun, Fun, Fun, Run, Run, Run...

Best of all snow is bestest when you eat it!!!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~


Pale Rain is really Snow to the rest of us.

January 29th 2008 12:05 am
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Hey everypup ~ Misty here~

Mom hates the pale rain. I love that stuff. Nothing like waking up and finding out there is white fluffy stuff all over the ground. So fun to sniff the clean fresh air from way up high in the sky. Zoomies to see how fast you can zoom across the clouds that landed on the backyard. Chase the snowballs mom throws, they are almost as good as ice cubes in the summer. Zooooom over to Scooter and fly past him. Up to the top of the hill. Bark for the enjoyment of winter weather and fun, fun, fun. I see you mom - here I come. Run, run, run. I see you Scooter. Zoom, zoom, zommrrrmmmrrrppphhhhh. What the heck? I snout stumbled over my own feet!! They sure are slow on this white winter rain. I'm an Abominal Snow Puppy. Time to go inside and de-pawrost.

Sniff at ya when my nose stops running. ~Misty~


Teddy Bears and how to treat your best friend

January 22nd 2008 8:11 pm
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Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Ok everypup - here's what the proper way to behave when you find your favorite filthy Teddy Bear squeaky toy outside frozen. I left it out last night even though mom asked me to pick it up when I left it and this morning.

Run in house - squeek toy.
Squeek toy again while looking at mom out of the corner of your eyes.
Run over to Indy kitty and squeek toy in her face.
Squeek. Squeek. Squ----eeeeeek toy again.
Run to mom. Squeek toy.
Give Teddy up for mom to throw into kitchen.
Run into kitchen - skid on floor and pick up Teddy. Squeek toy.
Squeek. Squeek. Squ---eeeeeek.
Run to mom like you really know how to fetch. Give slobbery Teddy up and look expectantly for mom to throw.
Mom squeeks toy. Throws toy back into kitchen.
Run into kitchen - skid on floor and pick up Teddy. Squeek toy.
Throw hinney up into air and squeek toy. Squeek. Squeek. Squeek, squeek, squeek. (Mom it isn't my paws fault you just had to go back and take all the "a"s you put in squeak and turn them all into "e"s)
Run back to mom. Squeek. Once again pretend you know how to really fetch. Squeek once - drop Teddy.
Mom squeeks toy and throws back into kitchen.
Run into kitchen - skid on floor grab Teddy. Hinney in air - squeek. Squeek. Squeeeeeek.
Look at mom - Squeek... and again squeek.
Run over to brother Scooter - squeek and head to mom. Wag tail. Squeek. Squeek, squeeeeeeeeek, squeeeeeek.
Look at mom - squeek. And yes again, squeeeeeeeeek.
Give even more slobbery Teddy to mom and look excited when she throws it.
Mom throws Teddy into kitchen. Grabs camera to show filthy dirty favorite dog toy in the world Teddy Bear and me in action.
Run to Teddy - sniff and walk away.
Ignore mom when she squeeks and throws Teddy again.

**Time Out while mom throws potatoes in oven**Sometimes exciting stuff happens on the kitchen floor - stuff FALLS...

Get pissed at brother when he walks by Teddy and kick his ass.
Discover he wasn't close to slobbery filthy just out of the freezing elements cold, but other favorite filthy Teddy and decide to go for Teddy of the moment.
Run Teddy over to favorite blanket. Squeek. Squeek. Squeek. Squeek, etc, etc, etc.
Look at mom when she says "Enough Misty". Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek. Squeek, squeek, squeek.
Hide Teddy under blanket - spend 2 minutes roughing blanket up for kidnapping Teddy.
Rescue Teddy. Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeekkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.
Squeek, squeeek, squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek and wag the tail.

Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeekkkkkkkkkkkk at ya later ~Misty~

PS. Mom - why did you tell me to take Teddy outside and have a sleepover? It's very cold out there. I was rescuing Teddy and just doing CPR. Or should I be doing freezebite rescue and just snuggling up to Teddy like I am now?


Scooter Peed on Himself

January 21st 2008 8:06 pm
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Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Scooter Peed on Himself!!! And not because he was sick like I was. No - stubborn boy didn't want to go out in the morning because it was raining. PRINCEss!! Then around mid afternoon he was whining but there was the EVIL NEMESIS SQUIRREL on the fence. Mom said hush up, knowing we couldn't but waited out the moment for when the EVIL NEMISIS SQUIRREL had left the fence.

We look over and Scooter is so excited - he peed on himself, the rug, HIMSELF, need I say more? Okay I have to - he peed on himself while lying down to have his belly scratched. And.....then... he peed on himself BOL. BOL. BOL.

His Lazy Butt got sent outside while mom mopped up the mess. I did not however get a SNACK - even though in the circumstances - it was called for.

The good thing was we got to go for a WALK even though mom said it was way earlier than she wanted to do this cat-ass-trophy. I think that sounds kind of along the lines of Kiss-the-Kitty so I'm up for that. WALKs are good - except Scooter really needs to put a wiggle on it. Well maybe not - his fluffy butt has quite a shimmy. He needs to pick up the pace and stop worrying that he has to make sure we can make it home on his pee alone. For dogs sake - He's mostly out by the first mile. Except for the ultimate dog trick - the double bagger - BOL. Sometimes he goes for the record in the summer by pulling off a Triple bagger!! Gotta give paws down to that - oh yea.

We got a bath after that - something about smelling like dog - which I really don't mind. Not sure why mom is picky about this - we do our best to make the bed smell just like all 3 of us and then wham - smells like some clean smell.

Well for now -

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~


Brrrific Cold

January 21st 2008 7:42 pm
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Hey everypup ~Misty here~

Happy Dog Days!! Mom came home early. Something about a Mr. MLK birthday. Whoofs out to him!!

WALK - oh yea we went on one. Scooter the full of Piss (I'm the Vinegar) had to stop on every stick higher than 2" off the ground. Hello - grass here is that high in case you haven't noticed when you walk in the yard. Oh right, Scoots barely gets his paws wet if he goes outside. What a PRINCEss. I mean Priceless - or so mom tells me.

Still he's still the one that peed on himself lying down. BOL. Which is why mom vowed to make his lazy butt work for more than sitting up and begging. I'm all for that. Need I say it again?? He peed on himself BOL. And now mom says we have to move away from that topic...for tonight....hee hee

It is brrific cold out there tonight. Below the freezing level and for us in the NW - holy paws Dogman!! Brrr. Snow is one thing - ice and cold, cold mud is another. Did you know your paws will actually stick to ice? I know because I've stuck my tongue to an ice cube before. Okay - and the ice the other week. And yes, my paws last week too.

So we're all tired and ready to head to bed and sleep until Lou Ann picks up for the dog walk tomorrow. Maybe we can talk her into pictures to post of our fun times!!

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~


Snow on my paws

January 14th 2008 9:18 pm
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Hey everypup ~Misty here.

Snow again here tonight. Starting to not believe Mom when she says that it really never snows in Seattle. Last year - up to our elbows - not once, not twice - oh yeah three times is the charm. This year - not once to the elbows - but we've seen knee action going on. Well I have. Mr. Prince(ss) Scooter doesn't really dally in the white winter fun like I do. He suffers the trip for nature.

So snow in the yard and Mom is tossing frozen snow/ice/rain/stuff and Scoots grabs one and it sticks to his tongue!!! BOL - in fact do that again BOL. Scoots looks crosseyed and shakes his tongue and yips. You'd have thought the Enemy Squirrel Brigade was decending - he took off. Mom had to chase him down but he had shaken the snowball but was not a happy Scooter. Like it was Moms fault or something.

At least he didn't have snowballs on his paws like I did. A bath yesterday and defrost on the mud rug for all 4 paws. 4 paws sounds way worse than 1 frozen tongue! To top it off - who is so wounded they get to sit on Mom's lap all night long??? Not Misty!!! What a Scooter he is BOL.

Sniff at ya later ~Misty~

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