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Two-walk day!

March 20th 2012 6:24 pm
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Today was going pretty much like evfurry day. We got up early, sent daddy off to work, then mommy did some laundry, and Winkie and I napped until it was time fur our brush-and-walk. The walk was fine, it's kind of cold out. Not too may other doggies around. We came back home and went back to our naps.

But then, someone knock-knock-knocked on the door! I ran up the stairs to get mommy, and down the stairs to bark, and up again and down again and then around in circles until mommy opened the door and there was Auntie Myrna! OMD! OMD!!

She came in and of course she had to pet Winkie, but as soon as she sat down I was all ovfur her lap! She and mommy talktalktalked fur a while, but then I decided it was time fur a walk! So off we went, Auntie Myrna with my leash and mommy with Winkie's. It was almost like old times! Except, Auntie Myrna didn't have any treats. What???!

I'm sure it was just an oversight. She'll be back next week.


Second childhood?

March 13th 2012 9:37 pm
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Lots of things have changed since Winkie came to our house. Fur one thing, we have a big blankie that my pal Lexi sent, and all our toys are piled on it. That will be important later, so remember.

My walks are different, because Winkie comes along. And Winkie is like a little whirlwind on a leash, darting around this way and that way and pulling and getting our leashes all crissy-crossy. When we get home he's so wound up that he heads straight fur the toys and starts squeak-squeak-squeaking whatevfur he can get his mouth around.

I like toys. That is, I like them when they're brand new. I play with them fur an hour or a day or something, and then I'm done. That's how I roll.

But Winkie, he just loves all the toys! And I have to admit, he has me re-thinking my whole toy philosophy. I remember, I used to love to squeak things, too.

So tonight it was raining. In fact it rained all day, and mommy was working and it was a furry long, boring day. When daddy finally got home he took us out one at a time, me furst, so he could dry us off easier. After me, Winkie went out, and when he got back he took a dive into the toy pile and came out with a squeakie bear. And I'm telling you, he was just having so much fun, I couldn't help myself! Befure I knew what I was doing, I was jumping all ovfur him and wagging my tail and he chased me and I chased him and we bonked and rolled and OMD it was FUN! Mommy and daddy were furry happy and kept telling me what a good boy I am! Just fur playing? Pawrents are funny!

Maybe we can do that again!



March 11th 2012 9:23 am
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Don't get me wrong, I'm honored to be a DDP today! Thank you, Dogster!! But the joke is on my brofur Winkie! He wrote a new diary entry yesfurday, and I haven't written one fur a week! I guess we know where the writing talent resides in THIS fambly! BOL, BOL, BOL!!!


Good times!

March 4th 2012 9:39 pm
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This new brofur business is a pretty good deal! Yesfurday we went on lots of adventures in the car! Furst we introduced Winkie to my vet. He got stuck some, and then I got stuck some, but it didn't hurt. Dr. R said we are both Good Boys. Winkie got a new tag fur his collar.

Next we went to the other vet. We didn't see him, we just went to the desk and daddy talktalktalked and gave them a bunch of papers. And they all said Hi Winkie, Hi Hershey!

Next we went to the Wag, and I thought we were gonna stay and I got all excited, but all that happened was daddy went to the desk and talktalktalked and filled out some papers, while Winkie and I got petted and loved on.

Next we went to the office where daddy pays our rent. We had to sit and wait, and then daddy filled out more papers and talktalktalked, and Winkie got his picture taken and got another new tag fur his collar. Now he jingles as much as I do, and he won't sneak up on mommy so much, BOL!!

After that we went to the big meadow doggie park. It was a furry warm day, and lots of doggies were there. Daddy took our leashes off and Winkie TOOK OFF! OMD that little doggie loves to run!! He followed evfurry doggie and evfurry mommy and daddy and nevfur looked back! Mommy and daddy and I had to walk and run and chase him down, and then he had to have his leash put back on! BOL!! It will have to be a lot smaller place when he goes leashless again!

Today we all went to Fort Fun! Winkie will always be on leash there, because he could disappear in...well, in a wink! BOL!! But I'm good at staying by daddy, so my leash came off and we had a furry nice walk. It was another warm day. We don't really get many of those! There were about a bazillion doggies, and Winkie wanted to sniff evfurry one of them! He's not a bit shy, that one! BOL!!

I think we'll both sleep fur about the next decade!


Winkie is home!

February 26th 2012 3:45 pm
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Yesfurday we all got up furry early, even mommy! I knew something was up, because I got my brushing right after mommy ate her brekkie. Next thing I knew we were in the car and crossing the long bridge. Soon we were in the country, but not the wine country. We stopped at a house and went inside, and there was the fambly we met last week, and there was Winkie!

The people had to talktalktalk, so I ran around sniffing Winkie's house. It was furry nice and evfurrything, but I finally felt like we'd been there long enough, so I decided to poop in their entryway. Mommy scooped me right up and stopped me ALMOST in time, BOL!! She was NOT happy.

So then we got back in the car, and Winkie got in with us! I sat on my side and he sat on his side. He's pretty quiet.

When we got home we took Winkie on a walk around the block, and then we came inside to let him sniff my house. He wasn't sure how to go up the stairs, so I showed him. He moves kinda slow. We played with mommy and daddy on the floor and took pictures and all that stuff, and then he pooped in our kitchen, so now we're even, BOL!!

He has his own supper dish, across the room from mine. He eats slow. And mommy made him a bed ovfur by the couch but he didn't go into it. He can't jump up on the couch by himself, but he likes it up there. So do I! He snores.

Daddy fell asleep with the two of us on the couch last night, and when he woke up this morning he couldn't find Winkie! He looked all ovfur, and then realized Winkie was in his new bed! Mommy thinks he's pretty smart. How smart do you have to be to find a comfy place to sleep?

This morning mommy gave us each a brushing, but she was kinda kidding with Winkie because he's almost bald, BOL! Then we went on a long walk ovfur to the doggie run, where we can take our leashes off. Mommy threw a tennis ball and I was chasing it, while Winkie went around sniffing. But then he started eating grass, so we left. He eats grass.

He has a lot to learn--how to sit when he's told, and how to wait fur mommy to go out the door furst, and how not to pull on his leash--but I think he has potential. I guess it's okay if he stays.


Guess what? Guess what??!

February 19th 2012 9:42 pm
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I have a new brofur!! His name is Winkie. Well, really it's Van Winkle, but we're gonna call him Winkie. You can go to his page to read his story and all that stuff. Mommy took some photos. They're all on his page, too. We'll pick out one fur my page, mommy says.

He isn't acfurrily here at our house yet. We only met him today. I sniffed him some, and he sniffed me some. But he came with a lot of people, and they really liked me so I mainly hung out with them, BOL!!! I wonder if they're all gonna be living here?


Funday Monday

February 13th 2012 6:36 pm
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I hardly evfur go to the Wag Hotel on a Monday. Why would I go on a Monday? But I went today, and I found out that at the Wag, Monday is Funday! Some doggies go there evfurry day, and I could tell they were kind of excited. Apparently you nevfur know what a Monday will bring. Today, it brought a giant sandbox fur us to play in! I'm not a digger, but some of my playmates started digging around and guess what! There was buried treasure! Tennis balls, and things that went *Squeak!*, and ropeys! OMD we had so much fun! Here's my report card:

"Hershey had a blast today exploring the play area, digging in the sandbox and hanging with his buddy, Molly." (She's a golden retriever!)

I hope I get to go to a Funday Monday again!



February 10th 2012 8:24 am
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Today is my pal Lennox' barkday. He will not have a happy day. He may not even get to see his fambly. He won't get any treats or toys, or snuggles. You see, Lennox is in prison. He lives in Belfast, Northern Ireland. The authorities stole him from his fambly because they don't like his breed. You can go to his page to read about him, and he also has websites and stuff. If you want to help, there are things you can do. But will you at least say a pawrayer fur Lennox today?



Tag, You're It!

February 9th 2012 10:10 pm
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My pal Coco Rose posted this in her diary and challenged everyfur to copy it! It's a good way to get to know each other!

1. WHAT COLOR COLLAR ARE YOU WEARING? – chocolate, like me!


3. WHAT’S WORSE? An EVIL NEMESIS SQUIRREL bouncing around in the trees or across the fence, a Crow strutting around in your yard or Neighbor People outside talking? – We don't have squirrels around here. When I see crows I try to chase them, but it's hard because I'm always on leash. People making noise outside when I'm inside are the worst! BARK!BARK!BARK!

4. DO YOU HAVE A FAVORITE SNACK? – carrot sticks! No, bullies! No, popcorn! No, Zukes! No, hot dog bits! No, ...

5. WHERE WAS YOUR LAST CAR RIDE? – We went up to the wine country fur mommy's birthday!

6. DO YOU STICK YOUR HEAD OUT THE WINDOW ON CAR RIDES? – No, I have a harness and the window only goes part way down.

7. DO YOU HAVE A FAVORITE TOY? My stuffless raccoon! No, my light-up ball! No, my Hershey Kiss stuffie! No, my squeaky lamb! No, my tug rope! No, ...

8. DO YOU HAVE A BOYFURIEND OR GIRLFURIEND? No, I'm a confirmed bachelor!

9. DO YOU HAVE A FAVORITE WALK? Fort Funston, where there are lots of other doggies, and trails up above the beach!

10. DO YOU GO TO DOG PARKS? Yes, Fort Fun is kind of like a dog park without fences, and there are other parks here and in towns around here.

11. WHERE DO YOU SLEEP AT NIGHT? Either on the couch or mommy and daddy's bed. Wherever daddy falls asleep, BOL!!

12. DO YOU SNORE? I do! Daddy and I compete!

13. DO YOU SLEEP UNDER THE COVERS? No, but I rearrange them if they're too neat.

14. DO YOU HAVE TO WEAR CLOTHES? No, daddy won't allow it. I do wear bandanas.


16. WHERE IS YOUR FAVORITE SPOT TO SLEEP IN THE HOUSE? On the couch or the water bed.


18. DO YOU GO TO A DOG GROOMER? Yes, every six weeks!

19. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF BATHS? That's a secret. Only my groomer bathes me. What happens at the groomer stays at the groomer.

20. WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN YOU ARE BORED? I paw at a pawrent leg, or I scratch at the door, or I pace. As a last resort I growl under my breath.

Have fun, everyfur!


National Parks Against Doggies

February 2nd 2012 7:12 pm
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I wrote in my diary awhile back about the threat to our off-leash dog areas here in San Francisco by the National Park Service, who are taking over management of the Golden Gate National Recreation Area (GGNRA). If you live in California (or even if you don't), you can help us protest their most recent abuse of power:

Take Action: Protest the Use of a Taser Against a Dog Walker Join the call-in day on Friday, Feb. 3!

This week, a Montara resident who was peacefully walking his dogs at Rancho Corral de Tierra open space was shot in the back with a taser gun by a GGNRA ranger. Eyewitnesses have reported that the Ranger was not being physically threatened in any manner by the unarmed person who was being detained and issued a ticket (see eyewitness account below). He was walking two 11-lb. terriers, one off leash.

Please call GGNRA Superintendent Frank Dean as well as U.S. Senator Dianne Feinstein and Congresswoman Jackie Speier to protest this use of excessive, unwarranted force!


* GGNRA Superintendent Frank Dean
Tel. (415) 561-4720. Email:

*U.S. Senator Dianne Feinstein

Tel. (415) 393-0707. Web email form:

*Congresswoman Jackie Speier
Tel. (650) 342-0300. Web email form:

Want to call more public officials about this incident? Click here ( for contacts for local, state and federal elected officials TALKING POINTS

I insist GGNRA management initiate a full investigation by an independent group with complete transparency about the events and circumstances of this incident, and to:
▪ Conduct formal interviews with all witnesses and others who were at Rancho Corral de Tierra at the time.
▪ Immediately cease all ticketing of people walking dogs at Rancho Corral de Tierra.
▪ Allocate reasonable space for off leash dog walking at Rancho Corral de Tierra, where it has been allowed for decades.
▪ Disclose guidelines for use of force and how Rangers are trained to handle dog walking violations.
▪ Disavow any harassing, hostile or abusive behavior by GGNRA personnel toward people walking their dogs at any GGNRA park unit.


DogPAC of San Francisco, Ft. Funston Dog Walkers, ProDOG, Save Off Leash Dog Walking in the SF Bay Area, SFDOG and others


Below is an eyewitness account of the incident that was circulated by the Montara Dog Group:

Yesterday my husband and I walked our two border collies on the cement trail of Ranch Corral de Tierra. On our way home a woman walking her dog told us to leash our dogs because a park ranger was handing our citations. So we leashed our dogs and we encountered a man in his late forties with his two little dogs (no bigger than the size of a beagle) being cited by a park ranger for not having them on a leash. Since we had never seen a park ranger during our 7 years of walking our dogs there, we asked her why she was patrolling the area. She quickly responded that the area was now under GGNRA control. The man she was citing had already leashed his dogs and provided her all his personal information. He asked her if he could go home and she said No. He than asked her to provide him a ticket or tell him why he couldn't leave. The park ranger was very rude and told him he could not leave until she heard by from her base but didn't tell him what she needed to hear from them or why he was being detained. After ten minutes the man asked her again to let him know why he could not leave or just cite him but she gave him no answer. My husband even asked her why she was not letting the man go on his way and she told him to stay out of it. Eventually, the man just started walking in our direction so he could go home. This really upset the park ranger and she told him to stop and that he could not leave. Once again the man asked why and just told her to give him a ticket or let him know if he was being arrested. Note that he had already leashed his two small dogs and was puzzled at the fact that he could not leave. Since she did not respond as to why he was being detained nor tell him the type of jurisdiction she had over him, he started to walk away and she told him that she would tase him if he walked another step. The man replied that he had a heart condition and to not taser him as it could be life threatening. He gave her his back to look at me and my husband in disbelief to what was going on and the park ranger fired her taser at him. The poor man fell to floor and you could see that he was in a lot a pain. An elderly man was walking right by the man when he got tasered and luckily the passerby was not hurt. It was completely incredulous to see what was going on over two small dogs that were not leashed. About ten minutes later the sheriff came and hand cuffed the man. He asked us to take his dogs home and tell his wife what just happened. We heard ambulances on their way and believe that instead of going to jail (for doing nothing) was taken to a local hospital.

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