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Lucky 500!!!

May 4th 2009 11:13 am
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Thank you!! Today I reached 500 pup pals!! WOW! Back in December when I finally talked Momma into signing up, she thot we'd have no friends. She was 'barrassed 'bout asking you guys to be pals. Look at us now! We wuv you, Dogster and every pup!!


We did it!!!!

May 3rd 2009 12:28 pm
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Dadda and I finally did it. We got Momma to wewax. Dadda said, "Zaidie and I go for walk. You go out on deck, lie on lounge with iPod and wewax." It worked! . Momma wewaxed!!
Now we're going on a road trip to Grandpa's house! I wuv him!! C'mon Momma and Dadda, let's go!!!


Haiku by Zaidie

May 1st 2009 10:08 am
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-Olfactory Awakenings-

I love to sniff stuff.
Momma does not like old poop.
Can you believe it?



April 29th 2009 6:16 pm
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Momma keeps calling me " The Mayor of Clown Town." Why, Momma, why?? There was no 'lection. I not mayor of any place! Could someone 'splain this to me, please??? Momma's on othur 'puter, shopping at J. Crew. HALP!!


School again!

April 29th 2009 7:08 am
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Last night was my first night of grade 3 at the 'McCann School of being a Bery Good Doggie'. Yup, it says that on the sign outside. There was a lotta review from grade 2, but there was also new stuff and I did so well that the instructors came over to me and Dadda and said, " You and Zaidie should just go home. It's clear that he is the BESTEST DOG EBER and there's nothing more we can teach him!!" So home we went! BOL! BOL! BOL! I kidding!
Momma came wif us and watched from the sidelines. 'pparently, there's good entertainment value at that place. She's got too much 'xiety to handle me in class. We're tried last year. Not good.
Anyway, I'm the smallest clown...ooops...doggie in class. There's a Whippet, a coupla Labs, a coupla Border Collies, a bery big Neopolitan Mastiff and a HUGE Great Dane who is only 8 months old and STILL GROWING. I was bery interested in him. I wish we could have sniffed. Maybe next week!
Momma and I are heading out for our walk now. Hope I find something good 'n stinky to roll in! I mean sniff, Momma, just sniff!!


What a busy day!!

April 27th 2009 6:36 pm
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Momma, Dadda and I took a road trip to Toronto today. Momma had a 'ppointment, so Dadda and I had a couple of hours to do guy stuff in the big city. We walked and people-watched and walked some more. There was SOOOO much to sniff, it was 'MAZING!!
A mean doggie barked at me and a bery confused lady asked Dadda if I'm a Wheaton Terrier!! BOL BOL!!!! We laffed and laffed 'bout that!! Do I look like a Wheaton Terrier to you?? No, I dint think so.
Then we came home and, though I was planning a quiet evening with my bones, Momma and Dadda had other plans. It starts with a B and it ends in ATH. Yes, you read that right - a bath. I hated every minute of it, 'cept for the treats, but I do feel much better. Momma said I was carrying the streets of Toronto in my fur. Can you say D-I-R-T-Y???


Counting my Blessings - a haiku

April 26th 2009 7:07 pm
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I've got a great life;
walks, treats, snacks, food, cheese, toys, friends.
Best of all there's love.


WOO-HOO!!! 1,001 views of my page!!!

April 24th 2009 11:12 am
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Dis unbelievable! I think dis calls for a Dentastik!... Momma?? I can has Dentastik??? Wuv dem...


Diary Pick of the Day, AGAIN???

April 23rd 2009 6:42 am
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Wow, I'm so 'cited I can barely type!!! Momma just turned on the 'puter and there I was, me and my furry face on Diary Central!!
Thanks, Dogster and thanks to all my pup pals for making Dogster the nicest, bestest, funnest place to be. I wuf you guys!!


The Mystery of how Zaidie (that's me!) got out of his crate- ('cept it's my clubhouse) in the middle of the night!

April 21st 2009 11:38 am
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Last night, 'bout fifteen-eleventy o'clock, Momma was woked up by gentle ringing of Poochie (go potty) Bells. She thinked that she was dreaming stuff. Then, the Poochie (go potty NOW) bells ringed louder. Momma's heart POUNDING 'cause she thinked some bad burgler guy was in our house 'cause I, Zaidie, is only guy who rings bells.
She ran to top of stairs and there in dark she saw small, (but bery brave and strong and bery, BERY, handsome) white doggie. "Momma! It me, Zaidie, not 'truder!!! I need go potty NOW!" So Momma ran down the stairs, all the time asking, "Zaidie-pup, how did you get out of your crate????????????" "Momma, It my CLUBHOUSE, not crate and I dunno how I gotted out."
We went outside and I -privacy, please- and then we ran back in. Momma was shaking, but did not want to wake Dadda. We slept together on the couch and I slept right on top her to calm her down. Took LONG time.
Since Dadda was guy who put me into clubhouse for nighty-night, maybe he not lock door?? Maybe I magic?? Will we eber know 'bout this mystery??

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