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January 8th 2008 8:20 am
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Everyone likes to feel popular, right? I know I sure love it! So, how about you all (or "y'all" as they are fond of saying in Texas) pop on over to my friend Pippin's page and sign his guestbook. He is super duper cute, just like me!


Dog park daze

January 7th 2008 7:40 am
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We went to the dog park two days in a row this weekend!! I was too new to realize exactly what a great deal this really was until Izzy pulled me aside and informed me that this rarely happens and to enjoy it. Boy did I!!! I ran and jumped and romped. I, of course, managed to charm my way into people's hearts. Always being the polite gentleman... at first. I did, at one point, insist that stranger number 5 play tug with me. He foolishly pulled out a towel to wipe his dog's mouth and then tried to put the towel away! Weird, huh?!? So, I let him know that he must play tug with me and the towel, that is, afterall what towels are for, are they not?
By Sunday afternoon I was exhausted from all of the playing. All in all, not such a bad weekend.


I'm it! I'm it!

January 3rd 2008 1:03 pm
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I've been tagged by my friend Cash Bentley!!! He's a super duper cute boxer. His sisters Molly and Squidgy seem to be having as difficult a time getting along as me and Max, so I feel a certain kinship to them :)

Anywho - 7 interesting facts about me:
1. I can fall asleep quicker than anything. Seriously! If I'm awake then you look away and look back again, zzzzzzzz. Sound asleep.

2. I have a real hard time catching treats that are tossed at me. I prefer they be presented to me in a bowl or on the floor, lest I look like an idiot trying to catch them.

3. I have gas. A lot.

4. I walk pretty well on a leash considering I have been incarcerated for so long.

5. As soon as the alarm clock goes off in the mornings, BOOM! I'm wide awake and ready for hugs!

6. It freaks me out when Mom takes a bath. There are bubbles that cover the water, so I can't really see what's underneath it all. Suddenly a leg or a hand comes FLYING out of the water... scares the bejebers outta me.

7. I really hope I get to meet my Uncle Eric someday...

I won't tag anyone in response. Mostly because all my new friends have already been tagged, but also because my secretary is under a bit of a time crunch at this moment :)


Trickery is a two-way street

January 3rd 2008 6:53 am
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I was tricked last night pupsters! Yes! It's true! You see, I enjoy sleeping horizontally on Mom's bed. This allows me to sleep more soundly while still stretching my weary muscles. I assumed that the shear happiness that Mom gets from sharing a bed with yours truly was enough to override any irritation she may have over being relegated to a mere 1/3 of the bed. I assumed wrong. The trickery occurred just before bedtime last night. Mom had both Izzy and I lulled into a false sense of security by rubbing our bellies and ears while we snuggled with her on the couch. We both soon fell asleep - on.the.couch. Well, while we were snoozing on the couch, Mom hurriedly jumped into bed and proceeded to position herself smack dab in the middle - leaving absolutely no room whatsoever for a cute puppy like myself to stretch out. I was had.... Or so she thought. I tried to get Izzy as worked up about the whole situation as I was, but she was content to sleep on the doggie bed on the floor (sheesh!). So, I took matters into my own paws.
Mom had foolishly left her work bag on the floor (I know, when will she learn?), so I nosed around in it until I had found something that would get her outta bed. I jumped onto the bed with my loot, shaking it in front of Mom's face. I had grabbed one of Mom's leather gloves and was clenching it in my teeth. The look said it all: I'll trade you the glove for the bed sweetheart.
Mom gently pried the glove out of my mouth, walked to the living room to put her bag away and came back to the bedroom to find me stretched out horizontally on the bed.
Mmhmm. That's right.


Rules Schmules

December 31st 2007 6:25 am
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I'm learning pretty quickly the do's and don'ts around here. A few examples:
1. Peeing and pooing - apparently this is to be done outside all the time. I thought that relieving oneself outside was something that you do if you just happen to be outside when the urge strikes, not something that always needs to happen. I have learned that regardless of your current location, if the urge strikes to pee or poo, your final destination needs to be somewhere outside... not the dining room or kitchen. Now I know, and as my good friend GI Joe says, "knowing is half the battle".

2. Pecking order - Wow. Mom is going overtime enforcing this one. I guess it goes something like: Mom, Izzy, Max and then me. If The Man is around he fits in there somewhere after Mom (hee hee) but before Max. This rule applies at all times - even during meal times. The meal time pecking order is still something I am working on. The way I figure it I should always be the first one fed, and when I am finished with my allotment of kibble, I should be allowed to eat the remainder to whatever is left in Izzy or Max's bowl, whether they are done or not. Why is this a problem?

3. Counter surfing. I guess this is a no-no as well. I still have yet to be given a good explanation as to why I cannot do this, so until such time occurs, I will continue to surf.

4. My role. Mom has made it clear that I am NOT a replacement for Pongo. Pongo is not replaceable. He will always be Mom's Little Man. No matter what idiosyncracies I may share with the pup, Pongo is Pongo and I am Bodhi. That's okay.


Yup, it's true...

December 27th 2007 11:09 am
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Maxwell hates me. He growls and barks and tries to hide from me. Last night he pouted the entire night. Mom thinks that eventually Max will figure out that I have no desire to overtake his position as "man-dog of the house", I just wanna PLAY! The Man - being the peace keeper that he is- tried to coax max out of the bedroom and get him to calm down. No dice. Eventually The Man allowed Max to eat his dinner IN MOM'S ROOM!!! Wow! What a sucker!
I gotta hand it to Max, he has the pouty-pathetic look down pretty well.

I sure do hope he warms up to me soon.... he seems like he'd be a lot of fun to play with.



December 26th 2007 2:22 pm
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As you start to peruse my dogster page and contemplate whether you want to be pup pals with me (you really should, I'm super cool), allow me to provide you with some facts about me that may help in your decision:

1. I'm quite the snuggle bunny. I love nothing more than to sit by Mom - or on her- and watch the telly. I fell asleep on her feet the other night as she was washing the dishes. True story.

2. I love everyone! When I first came home Izzy was not too happy with me. She growled and snapped at me for the first 2 days. Did that stop me from trying to love on her...? No way Jose! I became even more determined to make her love me. I'm making progress. Maxwell is still being stubborn. Mom says it's just Pongo's way of exacting revenge on Max from the Rainbow Bridge. I guess I am acting the same way towards Max as Max acted towards Pongo... curious.

3. I am a CHOW HOUND! I was only fed once per day at the shelter - despite the fact that my ribs are clearly sticking out - humph. So now I will do the requisite "sit" before Mom gives me food, but I'm still working on "stay". I just get so darn excited when I see food!

4. I like to carry my leash in my mouth when we go for walks, thank you very much. Yeah. For some reason it makes me feel like I am contributing to the walk if I help Mom carry my leash.

5. I really don't care for car rides. Although thus far every time we have hopped in the ol' Mini Cooper it has ended in fun, fun, fun, I still don't care for the whole process.

6. I'm pretty much housebroken. I had a few accidents over the weekend, but in my defense the doggie door can be a little scary. Fortunately I was nice enough to pee on the tile in the kitchen, thus making clean-up easier on the human.

So, now will you be my pup pal?

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