August 15th 2013 8:32 am
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I hab 'cided tu hab a lil' kontest. If yu go tu my pwofile page, yu will see a nu pichur ob me, Zaidie. I r a dirty mess! BOL :D
How on earf dat habben?? I dunno. Yu tell me!! Dat r da contest. Uze yur 'maginayshun or jus' take a wild gess!! Da furst pup tu cowweckwy gess how I gedded SO dirdy r gonna win a pwize fwum me! Yes, a weel pwize an' I r gonna send it tu yu in da mail so yu can BARKBARKBARK yur cute lil' head off at yur mail person, jus' wike I du eberyday.
Dis r woadtwip day, so I r outta here soon, bud yu can start gessin' in da comments anytime. An' yu can gess as many times as yu want, bud dere r gonna be jus' ONE winner dis time. Notice I sed "dis time". Mabbe we can du dis 'gain an' gain. Hab fun, pway fair an' no cheetin'!
"How do we cheat, Zaidie??" "Oh, I dunno. Send me tons ob MEATZ™ mabbe?? BOL! Bark wif yu pups later! I wuff yu!
PUPDATE - dis contest r now ober an' if yu hab beened fowwowin' awong in da comments yu will kno' dat Duncan Fife r da winner!! Him gessed cowwekwy when him sed it wooked wike I hab beened unner da car!! Dat r 'xactwy whut habbened!!
It wuz woadtwip day a coupla weeks 'go. Dadda an' me, Zaidie, always wate fur Momma (while hur r at hur weekwy mental healf tune-up!) in a nice parkin' wot a few bwocks fwum where Momma's doctor r wocated. We always (unwess it r wainin') walk tu a nearby park where I pway wif sum fwiends I hab maded AN' dere r a water fountain fur us pupses!!! When we gedded back tu da car, Dadda wuz fumbwin' wif hims keys, my weash an' stuff an' I 'cided tu go unner da Z.O.T.M.™ (my es-yu-bee) tu chek fings out! Dadda did nod 'ppweciate my 'ssistance an' sed da guys at da deawership where him buyed it du a weel gud job ob wookin' aftur da Z.O.T.M.™ an' dere r no need tu me tu helb. Him pulled me out fwum unner da car an' dere wuz (as yu sawed in da pichur) a big messy spot ob gwease an' uber unner-da-car junk on my LWD body! Him founded sum wags in da car an' twied wipe it off. Did NOD werk. Dem him twied water an' wags. WEALLY did nod werk!! :D
By dis time Momma wuz walkin' fru da parkin' wot. We wuz sittin' in sum gwass unner a twee, twyin' be ca-shoo-al an' stuff. Dat did NOD werk, iber! Momma sed,"WHAT HAPPENED TO MY LITTLE WHITE DOG???" As yu may hab 'xpected, we went wite home an' I habbed a baff. It taked sum scwubbin', bud da gwease an' junk camed off, ebentuawwy! Wuz it worf it?? Yu need ask??? BOLBOLBOL :D
Fanks fur pawticipatin' in my bery furst contest, pupses! We R gonna du dis 'gain an' Duncan, Momma habs yur addwess, so ged watchin' out yur winnow fur yur pwize. I r hopin' tu mail it dis weekend! WOO-HOO!! I hope yu will wike it an' dere will be NO tweats in it cuz I kno' Hammy r 'llergik tu wotza stuff, 'kay? Hab a pawsum weekend eberypup!
August 12th 2013 8:47 am
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*Zaidie's Momma reads an e-mail, informing her that Zaidie is a Daily Diary Pick on Dogster. She gets up from the computer and starts looking for her LWD. She sees him out on the deck, standing on a table with a squirrel. Both of them are staring intently at a map which is spread out at their feet; their heads are practically touching. She quietly opens the door to listen*
"Well, wook. If yu go dis way, I fink yu r gonna find yur way back home, Mistur Skwerl. All da twees yu hab 'ascwibed tu me r ober here, by da wiver. *taps on map with his fluffy LWD paw* An' if yu walk dis way *demonstrates the Westie Strut* BOLBOL!! I r jus' kiddin'!! Sewiouswy, doe, if yu walk dis way awong da twail *moves his paw along a section of the map*, yu r gonna pass by a gate an' jus' beyond dat r yur home. I r almost positibe 'bout dis."
"I don't know, Zaidie. You're used to walking -on- the trail. I'm used to seeing it from high above the ground, on hydro wires and trees. But, honestly, your guess is as good as mine and I have to get home with these groceries. We're completely out of nuts and the octuplets are probably driving the wife insane with their screechy, nervous chatter. I just don't get how I could have gotten so lost. This is my neighbourhood!!"
*pats Mister Squirrel on the back* "Dere, dere, my fwiend. Eberyfing r gonna be ok. I tell yu whut - yu take dis map, use it tu ged home an' den keep it, 'kay? Den hab it wif yu at all times so dat mabbe sumday yu can helb a wost skwerl or a lil' wost pubby or eben a wost kitty, 'cept dem r nod gud wisseners!"
"Oh, you got that right, Zaidie!! COLCOL! (Chatter Out Loud!) Thanks for all your help. I really mean it. Not every dog would take the time to help a lost squirrel. Most of them chase us and act like they want to kill us, when they've got perfectly good food waiting for them at home. I just don't get it."
"Neiber du I, Mistur Skwerl. Neiber du I...Hey, yu wanna swig ob Scotch 'afore yu head out?? It's weal gud, ageded a hunnerd yeers or sumfing!"
"Oh, sure. *gulps it down* WOW!! That is SOME Scotch, Zaidie! OMSOMS!! (Oh My Squirrel!!) Thanks for sharing and, hey, thanks for helping a guy get home, too. Seriously, dude, I am touched."
"Oh, now I r geddin' all berkwempt. *tears up* I r jus' habby tu wend a paw when it r needed. Safe twip home, my fwiend! *waves*
"Thanks, Zaidie!" *happily scampers off*
*Zaidie's Momma pauses for a minute; then steps outside* "HunBun, I saw you talking with a squirrel. Is he a friend of yours??"
"Uhhhh...*thinks fast* No, Momma. NO! Du nod be silly!! Me, Zaidie, be fwiends wif a skwerl?? Yu r nutz or sumfing??? O.M.D., woman."
"Well, you were standing right beside him and you weren't barking. It was a little confusing to me."
"Momma. Him r deaf AN' da battewies in hims heewin' aids r ded. I wuz barkin' wite intu hims ear an' it taked him a while tu figur out whut da heck wuz goin' on, 'kay?? Dat r it. Nuffin else. Pweeze. Hey, I hab sum bwekfus now???"
"Sure, Zaidie, and guess what! You're a Dogster Daily Diary Pick today!! Cool, huh??"
"Yeah, WAY kewl!! I hab sum bacon, mabbe??"
"Bacon with a side of bacon coming right up!"
August 6th 2013 5:50 pm
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A hole bunch ob us pupses weceibed a beeyooteeful golden hart star on our pwofile pages fwum sum pup named Nonymus. Since I du nod kno' any pup called Nonymus here on dis Dogster fing an' my serches hab uncubered nuffin in da way ob ebidence, I r gibbin' up. Yes, I r wavin' da wite fwag an' sayin',"Yu winned, Nonymus.!" Now...whu da heck yu r???
Pupdate - OMD! Nonymus jus' sended me a tastee ice cweem cone! ACK!!! *thud*
July 10th 2013 9:21 am
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WOO-HOO!! I r a DDP dis day!! Hmmmm...I wunner whut shood I wite 'bout dis day *leans back in his chair...a bit too far...tips over... -C-R-A-S-H*
"HELB, Momma!! Helb me, pweeze!!!"
"Oh, my goodness! Zaidie, are you okay?? HunBun, talk to me!!"
"I r ok, Momma, jus' toadawyy 'bawwassed an' junk." *gets back in his chair*
"Wook, Momma! I r a DDP dis day! Whut I shood wite 'bout, doe? I hab no idea."
"Well, I was thinking the other day that there are some songs which remind me of you. Want to write about them? And then your friends can do the same in the comments! Sound like fun?"
"Shur, Momma! Wet's ged started!"
"Well, the first song is pretty obvious, even though it's from way back in the 70s. It's by a group called War and it's called 'Why can't we be friends?'"
"BOL!! Dat r jus' wike me, Momma! I wanna be fwiends wif EBERY pup an' people I see! Hey, I fink I kno' dat one. Wemme sing it!!
♪ Why can nod we be fwiends?
Why can nod we be fwiends?
Why can nod we be fwiends?
Why can nod we be fwiends?
Da colour ob yur furs duz nod madder tu me!
As wong as we can wive in HAWMONEE!
Why can nod we be fwiends?
Why can nod.... ♫
"That's great, Zaidie! I think we get the gist of it! LOL!"
"Dere r anuber song, Momma??"
"Hmmmm... Oh, I know one! It's by Wild Cherry and it's called 'Play that Funky Music, White Boy", but I call it,'Play that Funky Music, Little White Dog." It was a hit back in 1976!"
"WOW. It r weel old. I r gonna twy sing it...*clears throat*
♪ Yeah, dem wuz dancin' an' singin'
an' moobin' tu da gwoobin' an'
jus' when it hitted me,
sumbuddy turnded 'wound an' shouted,
'Pway dat funkee music, Lil' White Dog,
Pway dat funkee music wite!
Pway dat funkee music, Lil' White Dog!
Way down da boogie an' pway dat funkee music 'til yu die! ♬"
"Awesome singing, little guy!! I think that's enough songs, though."
"Oh, Momma. How 'bout one more??"
"Okay. But this is it for today....Because you L-O-V-E the ladies, the song 'Me and Mrs. Jones' by Billy Paul from way, WAY back in '72 reminds me of you."
"BOLBOL! Yu kno' me tu well, Momma!
♬ Me an' Missus Jones...
We hab a FING goin' on.
We boff kno' dat it r wong,
bud it r MUSH tu stwong
tu wet it go now...
We meet eberyday at da same ca-fay
6 firty an' I kno' she r gonna be dere.
Holdin' paws an' makin' all kindza pwans,
While da jookbox pways our bestest song,
MEEEEE annnnnn' MISSUS, Missus JONES,
Missus Jones, Missus Jones, Missus Jones,
We hab a F-I-N-G goin' on...♪
"Wow. I had no idea you could sing like that, Zaidiepup."
"Bob teeched me. We always sing when da bottle ob scotch r emptee."
Pupses, now it r yur turn! Whut songs wemind yur person/people 'bout yu?? Fink 'bout it. Den join in da fun wite here!! Or if yu can nod fink ob a song, make one up!! :D
July 7th 2013 7:01 pm
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Hi, pupses. Much tu my Momma's chagwin, my Dadda hab entered a coupla photos ob himself an' him's lil' bwothur intu a contest. Tu win dis contest him needs him's fwiends an' fambly an' whueber else him can find tu bote fur him. Wast nite him sed,"Hey! You can put the links in a diary entry on Dogster!! Would you, please??" Momma sed,"Do I have to??"
If yu r jus' sittin' 'wound duin' nuffin : da waundwy r dunned, da pile ob iwonin r nod tuchin' da ceiwin', da cupboards an' da 'fwidge r filled wif taste fudz an' snacks, yur pup r cwean an' habby an' fed an' habbed so many walks him r hidin' in him's cwubhowse, all da cwosets r orgamized, da book shelbes r orgamized 'ccordin' tu colour, da pantwy r orgamized alfamabeticawwy an' ebery surface in da hole howse hab beened dusted AN' yu maded da obwigatowy call tu yur Mother, pweeze consider usin' da winks pwobided tu bote fur my Dadda. Botin' fur him's photos ends on Tooesday, 'wound noon, I fink, so if yu r weadin' dis aftur dat, pweeze ignore dis hole fing. Me an' my hole fambly fank yu fur yur pawticipashun.
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July 1st 2013 10:26 am
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Habby Canada Day tu all my fwiends, be dem pups or people, whu wive in dis pawsum countwy we call home! Wave a Canadian fwag pwoudwy, sing da nashunal antfem, eat tastee Canadian bacon an' butter tarts (no waisins, pweeze!)! Pick sum fiddleheads fwum yur garden an' sew-tay dem in sum butter! Head ober tu yur nayberhood Tim Horton's an' order a wed an' white coloured donut awong wif yur usual dubble-dubble (large cawfee wif 2 sugars an' 2 cweems!)Den head ober tu sum gweasee spoon pwace an' order sumfing called POOTEEN (poutine) which r fwies wif gwavee an' cheez curds on top!!
Den yu cood watch a way kewl Canada Day pawade which r habbenin' jus' a coupla bwocks fwum yur bery own howse! 'cept yu can nod go cuz yur Dadda r pweppin' fur a medical pwocedure which r gonna habben nexx day. I hab no idea whut, bud I du kno' dat him r spendin' WOTZA time in da baffwoom an' dwinkin' WOTZA water an' chiggen bwoth an' herbal teaz an' ginger ale an' beef bwoth. Him can hab NO FUDZ! Whut da woof??
Dadda r on baycayshuns wite now, so we r hopin' tu go tu my bestest beach later dis week. I will keep yu pupses pupdated, 'kay? Hab a wunnerful day an' EAT SUM MEATZ™ fur me!
P.S. I almost furgotted!! If dere r fireworks at yur howse or neer yur howse, yu pupses shood stay inside where yu r safe, SAFE, S-A-F-E, pweeze! Wotza pupses ged skeered cuz ob da WOUD booms an' fwashes ob wite an' junk. Sum wun off an' get wost! So unwess, yu r Finwey an' Whitwey, whu say dem WUFF da fireworks, stay home, 'kay?? Gud werk ♥
June 26th 2013 3:11 pm
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Nod dis day, bud da day afore dis day, I weceebed a speshul giff on my Dogster pwofile page. It wuz one ob dose 'lishus golden bones dat yu will find if yu spend any time in Ye Olde Dogster Giff Shoppe. I kno' I r always ober dere, perwusin' da aisles, seein' whut r shiny an' nu an' chekin' fur messes in da MEATZ™ aisle.
"Cween-up in aisle seben! I wepeet : Cween-up in aisle seben! Oh, neber mind. Zaidie wuz dere an' him taked care ob it. Go 'bout yur biznuss, pupses an' hab a nice day. Make shur yu come back nexx day tu chek out da all-nu ice cweem wosette!!" (Yu takin' notes, HQ?? An ice cweem wosette wood be a fine addishun tu da seweckshun in Ye Olde Dogster Giff Shoppe! Wememmer da summer, yeers an' yeers 'go, when dere wuz burgers an' hawtdawgs ?? An' we cood gib dem tu our fwiends fur FWEE one weekend??? O.M.D. Our gutses wuz 'SPLODIN' all ober da pwace!! Ewwww!! Bud I digwess...)
So, yes, we hab a mistwee an' it r a golden bone dat cameded wif dis message :
"We have 16 dog paws.
Allow 4 Garage kitteh paws.
All have mossy paws.
Who are we?"
Yeah, whu da heck dem r??? I fink I kno'...R it da werld famus Papillon Pack ob da gwater Seattle awea?? Dere r 4 ob dem so dem hab 16 paws an' dem hab a kitty whu habs 4 paws an' since it r wainin' an' wainin' an' wainin' out in da Pawcifik Norfwest dese days, all dere 'dorable lil' paws r cubered in soggy moss! I r wite?
May 23rd 2013 7:45 am
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Seddle down, pupses. Jus' seddle down! I hab nod wosed my mind. Nor hab I debewoped a fondness fur pink, gurlwy junk. It r my pawents' annibersawy dis day an' I 'cided tu cewebwate here on Dogster, tu! So, eberypup, sing awong wif me!!
♪ Habby Annibersawy tu yu!
Yur number r nod 2 - it r twenny-six!
Habby Annibersawy, I wuff yu!!
An' I wuff MEATZ™, tu! (jus' in case yu furgedded!) ♬
Dis r also 'Woadtwip to Towonto' day, so I r outta here! Du nod werry - Dadda r gonna be dwibin' da Zaidie-On-Da-Town Mobile™ :D Hab a gwate day, eberypup an' peeples! An' du sumfing nice fur sumone, jus' cuz, 'kay?? We wuff yu ♥ ❀ ☀
May 20th 2013 2:35 pm
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Well, it r da furst wong weekend ob da spwing/summer seesun an' here where I wive, in SW Ontario, Canada, it r sunny an' hot an' hoomid an' peeples an' pupses r fwimmin' an' eatin' ice cween an' lyin' on da kewl tile in dere fwont halls an' dwinkin' wotza water an' pwayin' wif ice cubes an' dwibin' 'wound in dere conbertibles an' showin' off dere pasty white, winter skinz an' wunnin' 'wound wike wunatiks, buyin' fwowers an' hangin' baskets ob fwowers an' pwants an' beggies tu gwow an' cuttin' dere wawns an' fixin' junk 'wound da howse tu ged da naggin' tu STOP! JUS' S-T-O-P, pweeze!
An' sum weally nice peeples (whu du NOD wive in dis howse wif me) r takin' dere pupses tu da Daiwy Queen, which r conbenientwy wocated jus' a coupla bwocks fwum here, AN' gibbin' sum ice cweems tu dere pubbies whu r NOD named Zaidie. Bud I digwess...
It r Bictoria Day weekend here, so dis day r a howliday. Cuz da weafer hab beened SO wunnerful an' perfek fur days, da firewerks, in honur ob Queen Bictoria's birfday, hab been goin' off ALL WEEKEND WONG, eben in da daytime when yu can nod eben see dem!! Grrrr....
Anywayz, if yu wanna wern 'bout Queen Bictoria, I founded sum junk 'bout hur on dose innernets an' I copied an' pasted it here in my diawy, so yu can wead it at yur conbenience :
Queen Victoria (Alexandrina Victoria; 24 May 1819 – 22 January 1901) was the monarch of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland from 20 June 1837 until her death. From 1 May 1876, she used the additional title of Empress of India.
Victoria was the daughter of Prince Edward, Duke of Kent and Strathearn, the fourth son of King George III. Both the Duke of Kent and King George III died in 1820, and Victoria was raised under close supervision by her German-born mother Princess Victoria of Saxe-Coburg-Saalfeld. She inherited the throne at the age of 18, after her father's three elder brothers had all died leaving no legitimate, surviving children. The United Kingdom was already an established constitutional monarchy, in which the Sovereign held relatively little direct political power. Privately, Victoria attempted to influence government policy and ministerial appointments. Publicly, she became a national icon, and was identified with strict standards of personal morality.
Victoria married her first cousin, Prince Albert of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha, in 1840. Their nine children married into royal and noble families across the continent, tying them together and earning her the nickname "the grandmother of Europe". After Albert's death in 1861, Victoria plunged into deep mourning and avoided public appearances. As a result of her seclusion, republicanism temporarily gained strength, but in the latter half of her reign, her popularity recovered. Her Golden and Diamond Jubilees were times of public celebration.
Her reign of 63 years and seven months, which is longer than that of any other British monarch and the longest of any female monarch in history, is known as the Victorian era. It was a period of industrial, cultural, political, scientific, and military change within the United Kingdom, and was marked by a great expansion of the British Empire. She was the last British monarch of the House of Hanover. Her son and successor, Edward VII, belonged to the House of Saxe-Coburg and Gotha, the line of his father
So Habby Monday/Habby Victoria Day, 'pendin' on where yu wive! If yu wive where dem r gonna set off firewerks dis nite, make shur yu wear yur Funnershirts an' lie cwose tu or on top ob yur peeple,'kay?? Dem will pwotek yu EBEN if dem did nod take yu tu DQ or share dere MEATZ™ wif yu. Oh, an' gess whut else. I jus' habbed a baff. Cood it ged any werser?? Any yu pupses wanna 'dopt me cuz I r OUTTA HERE!!
May 16th 2013 7:13 am
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"Zaidie...It's time to wake up."
"Zzzzz...Jus' fibe more minits, Momma. I r...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz."
"I kno' the feelin'. You weren't too interested in sleeping last night, were you? The night sky is beautiful at 1 am, though. And again at 3:30 am.*sigh*"
"You were snoring this morning, Zaidie."
"Maybe we'll fill your pool today. Would you like that, HunBun?"
"I found your favourite tennis ball. Want to go over to the court at the high school and play with it??"
"We've decided to go vegan, Zaidie. No more meat in this house."
"WHUT DA WOOF??? Yu hab gotta be kiddin' me, Momma! Dadda wood neber agwee wif goin' began!! I kno' him wuffs a gud steak an' a burger an' a sausage an' a tastee hunk ob chiggen an'..."
"OMD, Momma! Yu gedded me gud!"
"Oh, look! You're a Dogster Daily Diary Pick! Congratulations, little guy! Oh, my, the rosettes are pouring in already!"
"YAY, me! Dis r gonna be a GWATE day, Momma! Furst, wet's EAT!"
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