A Tale According To A Southern Belle.

Dog Quotes..

"He is my other eyes that can see above the clouds; my other ears that hear above the winds. He is the part of me that can reach out into the sea. He has told me a thousand times over that I am his reason for being; by the way he rests against my leg; by the way he thumps his tail at my smallest smile; by the way he shows his hurt when I leave without taking him. (I think it makes him sick with worry when he is not along to care for me.) When I am wrong, he is delighted to forgive. When I am angry, he clowns to make me smile. When I am happy, he is joy unbounded. When I am a fool, he ignores it. When I succeed, he brags. Without him, I am only another man. With him, I am all-powerful. He is loyalty itself. He has taught me the meaning of devotion. With him, I know a secret comfort and a private peace. He has brought me understanding where before I was ignorant. His head on my knee can heal my human hurts. His presence by my side is protection against my fears of dark and unknown things. He has promised to wait for me... whenever... wherever - in case I need him. And I expect I will - as I always have. He is just my dog."

~~~Gene Hill~~~

AN 11TH WOOFDAY POEM ESPECIALLY FOR YOU, NED! RexMiAmor and- DogParkUSA!

AN 11TH WOOFDAY POEM ESPECIALLY FOR YOU, NED!
by: Rex Mi Amor.


Now, wouldn't you know it, that daddy named her Ned before he checked out her gender...
But, Ned is the name and Ned it will remain for her!
Now, Ned loves when people come and play in her kennel...
But, she hates cats, Sweet Caroline, frozen snails, thunder, and fireworks that make her mental!
She's a sweet basset hound/border collie...
And, she's just as happy as happy can be!
It's Ned's day to celebrate her woofday...
So, let's all woof her Happy Birthday!
And, send her many best wishes too...
From the PlayGround and Pawty Place, Ned, these are just for you!


Thank you so much Rex Mi Amor and all of DogParkUSA!

The Day After.

Tis the day after Thanksgiving and all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The puppies were snuggled all tired in their bed.
With visions of turkey still dancing in their head.

And Mom with her Rolaids and Dad with a pain,
Had just settled their tummies, no TURKEY AGAIN!
When out in the kitchen there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter!

Away to the fridge I flew like a flash,
There Caroline was eating Turkey, then I heard a big CRASH!
She had pulled the shelf down, to the floor below,
The glass was all broken, it looked like it snowed.

When what to my wondering eyes should appear?
Mom in her nightgown, all covered in tears.
Dad was right behind her, so fast and so quick,
I knew in a moment, Sweet Caroline was sick!

She ate all the turkey, she ate all the pies.
She ate and she ate, til the food filled her eyes.

Go Caroline, Go Neddy, go fast to your bed,
I must clean this up now, run fast, FAST I said!
To the top of the bed, to the bed by the door,
Now dash away, dash away, I must clean the floor!

She spoke not a word, but went straight to her work,
And cleaning the floor, she turned with a jerk!
She filled up the dustpan, and garbage can too,
She swept, and she mopped, til the mess was all through!

Then she sprang back to bed, with her mind in a fog,
Restraining the urge to spank such a dog.
And I heard her soft whisper as she fell back in bed.
No Turkey next year!
We will just eat the BREAD!

I've Been Tagged By TallulahBarkhead!!

TallulaBarkhead tagged me, now I've tagged you! Here's a fun way to get better acquainted with your Dogster friends. Here’s how we play: Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Dogs who are Tagged need to post in their Diary the rules and their 7 random facts. Then choose 7 pups to tag and list their names. Then let them know by pmail or a rosette that they have been Tagged and to read your Diary for instructions on how to play.

Here are my 7 random facts:

1. I was a rescue when my Dad and Nana lived in Arkasas. We came on a caravan..BOL! all the way back home to their home in California.

2. I love to have "tea parties". It is simply pawsome when someone plays in my kennel, even with the gate open.

3.I hate frogs and snakes.... really bad. I would bite frogs in Arkansas and they would make my mouth foamy.

4. I really am afraid of snails. I never saw one before we got to California. BOL!

5.I can speak on command. WOOF!WOOF!

6.I love my next door neighbor Nipper. He is a pit bull and we are bestest furryfriends. We howl together for every siren. Arrrrooooooo!!!!

7. When effuryone leaves here, Sweet Caroline and I sing the song of the hounds.

Ok here are the friends I am tagging:
1. Lobo-Because he is such a handsome boy.
http://www.dogster.com/dogs/539750

2. Golda-Cuz she is my lovely cousin. Isn't she pretty?
http://www.dogster.com/dogs/631597

3. Hoss-A cute little pom from Arizona that makes a pawsome cowpup!!
http://www.dogster.com/dogs/497018

4. Fancy-A lovely Labrador Retriever/Golden Retriever from Kentucky. HI GIRL!!
http://www.dogster.com/dogs/316376

5. Silva's Lord Aragon-Beautiful pup from Kennesaw, GA
http://www.dogster.com/dogs/252817

6.Humpy-A beautiful white Pomeranian from Nueva Rosita, Coahuila, Mexico.
http://www.dogster.com/dogs/566525

7. Tank- Just the cutest little guy from Hudson,Florida.
http://www.dogster.com/dogs/435729

If you've recieved this already, considered yourself pupular! Hee hee!!

What the HECK IS IT?

I was born and raised for seven years in Arkansas. Oh how I hated the storms. Those whoooooo whoooooo things that go off when a tornado was on the way....I can remember the panick I felt everytime and I wanted to run, I don't know where........just run. I hunted frogs all the time in my kennel. We had a creek behind the house and from that would come frogs, and all sorts of creatures. One time my human cousin was feeding Twister and me. She was going to get Twister's ball and she innocently reached under the dog house to get it. Well, she screamed so loud that I wanted to run. I thought another tornado......but it wasn't. There was a mama moccasin that had mde a nest under my house......and that is what Twister was Woofing about, not his "baby" that he always loses. Well, my Nana and my human Auntie came running out to see.....and grabbed us so fast out of the kennel to safety. My Daddy came home shortly after that and he was so brave....he was able to grab those snakes and get them out of the yard. Arroooooo and high paws for my brave Daddy, and WOOFS to my Nana and human Auntie for taking us to safety even if they had to come close to where the mama snake was.
Well, that is the sort of thing that we had in Arkansas.....but since I was born and raised there, even if I were afraid, I still was kinda used to it.
We moved here to California. My kennel is right by the back door of the house. I started barking and barking one evening in terror.... Nana came out to see what was wrong and couldn't see anything. She went back into the house and I started up HOWLING again.....well, she came out again and found what terrified me.........a snail.....I wsa so totally afraid. I have never seen one before....at least with a shell. So I barked and Woofed at it over and over. My Nana started to laugh so hard she had to hang on to something. Then she went and got my Daddy and Papa. They sure had a good laugh at MY expense.