Baby Riley

A few weeks old.

Back then he was known as boy number 4.

Tomorrow . . .

is my birthday!!

I’m going to be 3 years old. Dad has promised me that we’re going to get up early and take a walk in the fields. When he gets home from work he also promises to have a few surprises for me.

Dad has been busy and distant the last few days. When he gets home, I snuggle up against him, but . . .

I can’t help but feel “A tremor in the Force. The last time I felt it was in the presence of my old master.”

The Hunt

Hey pals,

Happy Easter to everyone.

On Friday, my Mom and Dad took me for an Easter Egg hunt. Because there were going to be a lot of dogs taking part, poor Rosie had to stay home. Too bad, I could have used the help. She gets very grumpy towards female dogs so the folks thought it would be best for her to stay home.

Let me tell you, we had to cover a lot of ground to find two cartons worth of eggs. I was too busy sniffing in the bushes to see the eggs right in front of my face. After almost two hours we managed to fill our cartons. When we cracked the eggs open they were filled with dog treats. We also got a great doggie bag (BOL) when it was over. Inside the doggie bag were two packages of bacon treats. Rosie really loved those when we got home. I also saved her a few of the treats from inside the eggs.

Dad took a lot of photos, including a few action shots of me jumping a fence. The camera doesn't seem to want to play and he can't transfer them to his computer. He'll keep trying and hopefully I'll have a few new shots for the page.

Last night Rosie and I had a great dinner of leftovers. The Rosinator really loves veggies so she got a lot of that. Slices of prime rib filled our bowls. Rosie capped it off with carrots, potatoes and asparagus (Roses pee smelled like something awful this morning BOL). I hope there's more where that came from later tonight . . . the prime rib that is, not the smelly pee.

Enjoy your day, pals.

My Great Day

Hey pup pals,

Thanks for the diary of the day wishes. I have great pals.

My day started off with Dad bringing me treats in bed. I love to sleep in and it was a great surprise when he did that for me.

I then took Dad to the train. When I got back, Rosie had opened the garbage and spread it out everywhere for me. Mom wasn't impressed. Needless to say I didn't get any of it. Rosie did manage a few morsels.

I then had a great sleep in front of the fire while Mom worked. But before I enjoyed the fire, I had myself a huge pig's ear. Rosie wasn't even jealous. She let me have it all to myself.

In the afternoon I went for a car ride with Mom and then picked Dad up at the train station. Tonight I think I'll enjoy some meat with my dinner and cuddle with Dad on the couch while we watch a movie.

A great day indeed.

Bark at you later, pals!

We've got the power!

And we don't even know it.

Today I was hangin' with my Mom. Together we went to a small plaza to pick up some essentials, which I must say has a different meaning for her than for me.

While we were parked in the lot, as is so often the case, Mom opened the sun roof and I stood on the centre console with my head out through the top of the car. Lucky for me I'm a tall boy. It's a very funny sight to see.

As Mom made her way from shopping back to the car, a lady approached her.

"Is that your dog?" she asked.

"Yes", Mom said not sure if she should openly admit to it in fear of what the lady would say to her.

"I'm having a very bad day," the lady continued. "I was just in the doctor's office having my blood pressure taken, and I have to say it's very high and I'm not feeling very well. When I turned and looked out the window I saw your dog with his head peaking out of the top of the car looking around for you. It brought the biggest smile to my face. Instantly all my troubles faded away as I watched him. He looked so cute and it made me feel so happy watching him."

"Oh, that's wonderful that he was able to do that for you," my Mom replied.

The lady walked over to the car and reached out and stroked my head.

"His name is Riley," my Mom said.

"He's a very handsome boy. Thank you Riley for turning my day around."

Cruise on down to Sammy Boulevard . . .

It's a street worth visiting.

My pal, Sammy is turning 1 this Friday. His wish, aside from a street named after him, is to increase his pup pals.

Let me just say, Sammy is one fun loving, story telling, highly entertaining dog. To take a ride on his road is one always filled with a good time.

So come on pup pals. If you're not a pal of Sammy--get on it!

Did you know?

Welcome to the new edition of 2009 get to know your pals.... Copy this diary entry and paste into your diary and delete my answers - then you can fill in your own.. We can get to know our pals better!! Have fun!! Then send a rosette to 4 pals and ask them to post in their diary!!!!

1. What color is your collar?

My collar is a brown leather to match my liver spots. I've had this one for a long time now. My folks like to stick with one. Cookie had the same black leather collar for her entire life with my folks. It now hangs next to her photo.

2. What kind of food do you eat?

Purina Pro Plan -- Chicken and Rice

3. What are your favorite treats?

Oh boy, this list is beyond just one item. I love to share pepperoni with my Dad while we watch Lost together. That means tonight I will get some pepperoni! I also love pig's ears. Mom has started to buy me them regularly. Dad thinks that they're gross. He says I have started to ooze the smell of bacon through my pores. A good frozen kong with peanut butter is always a favourite, although it seems we have lost the kong in our most recent move. I think it's time for a new one!

4. Do you have a Valentine or significant other??

No, but between me and you I think Maya is simply breath-taking. Don't tell her I said that. Unless she tells you that she feels the same.

5. Do you get Table Scraps?

Table scraps! Mom and Dad order out to this place called Swiss Chalet, I think it's only in Canada. Anyway, they get a half-chicken for me and Rosie to split. My Mom's folks are always sending meat our way. Lamb, chicken, turkey, ham, beef -- all the good stuff! They are always thinking of me. In the summer Dad does a BBQ and puts meat on it just for us. I love my meat, as well as French fries, potato chips, bread, ice cream sandwiches. I'm not crazy about veggies. That I leave to Rosie. She eats everything!

6. What is your favorite toy?

This might seem funny, because my favourite toy isn't really a toy at all. I love socks! I find them in my Mom's closet and proceed to take them all over the house. In the morning I sit by Mom's draw and when she picks out a pair, so do I. When my folks arrive home, the first thing I do is run and find a sock and bring it to them for a tug-of-war. Dad's socks are off limits. He doesn't find it as funny as Mom.

7. When is your Birthday?

May 6, 2006

8. How many times a day do you get to eat?

Twice, unless Mom has feed us and Dad comes home and Rosie and I pretend like we haven't been feed. Then we get a third. It seems Dad has caught onto our ways and when he comes home now and we fake the hunger, he calls Mom to make sure we haven't been feed.

9. Do you have a favorite color?

Liver and white of course:)

10. Do you hope all your pals put this in their diary?

Of Course!!

Bones!

I just noticed that I have over 130 bones.

Thank you for the bones. I'm going to go and hide them in the snow so Rosie doesn't get them. You might think that her lack of teeth would discourage her, but no way. Anything I can do, she can do better. That's her motto.

Thanks for the bones pup pals!

Paw-shaking, tail-wagging, dog-barking, earth-quaking,- house-rocking . . .

Half-time show of all time!!!!

For a young pup like me, seeing what all the hype-making, video-playing, music-ringing deal was with what Dad calls "The Greatest Roll and Roll Star " was proven in a mere 12 minutes.

My stage name is . . .

Boobie Gizzard Hump



1. Use the third letter of your FIRST NAME to
determine your new first name:
A = snickle
B = doombah
C = goober
D = cheesey
E = crusty
F = greasy
G = dumbo
H = farcus
I = dorky
J = doofus
K = funky
L = boobie
M = sleezy
N = sloopy
O = fluffy
P = stinky
Q = slimy
R = dorfus
S = snooty
T = tootsie
U = dipsy
V = sneezy
W = liver
X = skippy
Y = dinky
Z = zippy

2. Use the second letter of your LAST NAME to determine the first half of your new last name:
A = dippin
B = feather
C = B batty
D = burger
E = chicken
F = barffy
G = lizard
H = waffle
I = farkle
J = monkey
K = flippin
L = fricken
M = bubble
N = rhino
O = potty
P = hamster
Q = buckle
R = gizzard
S = lickin
T = snickle
U = chuckle
V = pickle
W = Hubble
X = dingle
Y = gorilla
Z = girdle

3. Use the third letter of your LAST NAME to determine the second half of your new last name:
A = butt
B = boobhump
C = face
D = nose
E = hump
F = breath
G = pants
H = shorts
I = lips
J = honker
K = head
L = tush
M = chunks
N = dunkin
O = brains
P = biscuits
Q = toes
R = doodle
S = fanny
T = sniffer
U = sprinkles
V = frack
W = squirt
X = humperdinck
Y = hiney
Z = juice