It's Beckett's World

Deep thought

2011-07-22T08:23:00.001-05:00

A few facts about wallymelons

2011-07-16T09:18:00.003-05:00

1) Wallymelons are delicious.
2) That MOM saw a trailer full of wallymelons on her way to work today.
3) That MOM has yet to buy a wallymelon for ME.
4) When that MOM was a kid, kids used to call her Ellen, Ellen, Wallymelon.
5) Where's my WALLYMELON?

Festivus!

2010-12-20T16:27:00.000-06:00

Deep thoughts, by Beckett

2010-11-28T21:15:00.002-06:00

This bed is pretty comfy.

I wonder where that mom will sleep.

Oh well, it's not my problem. Zzzzzzzzz

What the...?

2010-10-28T19:08:00.000-05:00

Nice tricks!

2010-10-25T18:44:00.001-05:00

This guy knows almost as many tricks as I do!

Posing on Boulders

2010-10-21T07:45:00.002-05:00

That mom and I are big fans of the Thundering Herd, and were very impressed with several recent photos of members of the Herd on boulders.

Although I do not live in the mountains like the Herd, I would like to point out that I am also very photogenic on top of boulders:

It's practically a scene out of a Jack London story, isn't it?

Wordless Wednesday: Puzzler Answer

2010-09-29T12:21:00.001-05:00

Puppy Camp and a Puzzler

2010-09-28T20:38:00.002-05:00

This weekend I went to Puppy Camp to get some flirting in. That MOM needed to do some deep cleaning of the house (something that was in no way related to a certain Apoopcalypse of last week), which she said would be easier without my help. Anyway, I had a great time flirting with all my pretty vet techs and they told that MOM that I was their best boarder. (As if that was ever a question!)

Now for the puzzler:

When I left, the front of my house looked sort of like this (but with dead roses in front - that MOM has a black thumb):

When I came home, the front my house looked like this:

That MOM is really excited about some project she did to the house, but I'm having a hard time seeing a difference. Do you see the change?

Excuses

2010-09-17T20:20:00.003-05:00

That MOM claims she's been busy working, but I came across this video today and I think the truth is much more shocking. She's been WORKING OUT!

USA dedicates new recreation center

That UNIVERSITY got a new REC CENTER and that mom has been SWIMMING. Can you believe that they do not let ME, Joshua Patrick Beckett Wilson La Brador, swim in either of the two pools!??!?!?!?

SHOCKING!

Wordless (it's) Wednesday (somewhere)

2010-09-07T19:35:00.000-05:00

Happy LABradOR Day!

2010-09-06T16:43:00.001-05:00

We've got mail!

2010-08-16T18:32:00.003-05:00

Today, when that MOM came home for lunch, she checked the mail and there was a package in it from our friends Lorenza and her mom.

There was a furry nice card and a furry pretty box.

omdog - It's a beautiful necklace for that mom! Thanks, Lorenza! Thanks, Lorenza's mom!

Then that MOM had to go and RUIN EVERYTHING.

New blogging machine!

2010-08-08T13:49:00.001-05:00

This is a test of our new blogging machine. This is only a test. I repeat, this is only a test!

While this test is conducted, I suggest you do what I do, namely, take a nap.

Never mind the picture quality. That MOM’s iPhone camera has a broken lens. No, I have NO IDEA how that happened. Why do you ask?

BIG NAP ATTACK

2010-07-24T06:44:00.002-05:00

That MOM got me a new ball that is MAGIC. If you shake it and roll it around, sometimes treats fall out. My favorite place to play with my ball is in that Mom's bedroom. But the ball sometimes gets stuck under the big bed and that C-A-T will not roll it back out to me. I try to get it back but usually it's just too far under for me to reach. So what's a dog to do in this situation?

Take a NAP, of course!

The first time I did this when that MOM came into the bedroom she thought that I was having one of my seize hers and boy did she freak out. LOLOLOLOLOL!

Help Indy!

2010-07-08T18:20:00.002-05:00

Hi pups and peeps!

That MOM says it is very important to be GOOD, not just for pups but for peeps too.
I am, of course, an expert at this GOOD thing, so when my buddy Sherman passed along this story about Indy, who was hit by a car and is recovering from surgery to fix a broken femur and fractured skull, I knew I had to share it. That MOM says that surgery is not cheap. I had to share it and even paw some of that MOM's green papers along to help out, along with the Power of the Paw!

If you'd like to help, here's a handy dandy widget that will let you make a donation:

And even if you can't get your paws on any green papers, you can help by passing this along! Paw it forward!

In-dy! In-dy! In-dy!

This picture needs a caption.

2010-06-27T20:02:00.001-05:00

GRANDPA DAY!

2010-06-20T17:45:00.003-05:00

Hi pups! WASSSUUPPP? Down here in Babablama it is HOT and HUMID and that OIL is still gushing in the Gulf of Mexico. So that MOM has been getting up early in the morning (even before I wake her up) to wake me up so we can go for walkies when it is cool (for relative values of cool).

Now you know I have that MOM but I have not yet adopterated a DAD. But do not be SAD because I do have a GRANDPA and that MOM told me he will even be coming to visit us in the FALL. That will be super fun because he is a soft touch and will sneak me all sorts of treats from the table even though that is against the RULES.

And that totally makes up for what that MOM and GRANDPA did last time he visited, which was make MY tunnel:

look like this:

using only 440lbs of Quikrete!

Here is my favoritest picture of that MOM and GRANDPA, which was taken like a million years ago:

HAPPY DAD/GRANDPA DAY!

Wordless Wednesday

2010-06-16T16:14:00.000-05:00

My BEACH: Then and now

2010-06-01T18:31:00.002-05:00

Dauphin Island is my beach. I peed on it in several places so it belongs to ME.

This is MY beach today:

Happy trails

2010-05-25T18:28:00.001-05:00

Better than ever!

2010-05-01T17:55:00.002-05:00

Hi pups!

I am back and better than ever. Thank dog I don't have to be on house arrest any more. It was sooooo boring and when I am Labrabored things have a tendency to get chewed up. Now I can once again run around the yard doing zoomies. That MOM and I have been playing a lot of fetch. I am much better at it than she is - her mouth is too small to get around the ball. LOL.

Even better than that, we're back to taking walks. The first time we went out that MOM said I had totally lost my leash manners but they are coming back with my long walks. Yesterday I didn't even try to jump up on the human pup who wanted to pet me. I love human pups, even if the one who lives next door calls me Bucket instead of Beckett.

FREE! FREE AT LAST!

2010-04-19T16:03:00.001-05:00

One week to go!

2010-04-08T21:16:00.002-05:00

That MOM says she took out her camera yesterday to take a picture of that CAT and I snorgling but that when we saw her approaching we immediately started IGNORING each other. This is a scandalous tall tale! Nothing of the sort was taking place just moments before that picture and even if it was that cat started it.

I have only ONE WEEK of house arrest left, but that MOM keeps talking giddily about some conference she has to go to next week so I am going to puppy camp while she is out of town and she keeps doing this insane laugh and saying I will be driving someone else crazy with my boredom and then she laughs again. Oh and also she says she will be able to sleep through the night for the first time in SEVEN weeks while she is away. The woman is certifiable. But I sure am looking forward to being able to zoooooooooom again. Maybe that will make me tired enough to not have to get up to go outside to pee three times every night.

Maybe.

Wordless Wednesday

2010-04-07T08:15:00.000-05:00

We interrupt house arrest to say:

2010-04-04T17:15:00.000-05:00

GO RED SOX!

When the going gets tough, the sprinters get out.

2010-03-19T22:04:00.002-05:00

Well, furrends, Mom and I have made it halfway through this whole heartworm house arrest thing. Yesterday I got to go to that V-E-T and flirt with all the vet techs and have some GUY TIME with Dr. G and I didn't even mind so much that they stuck me that big needle again.

When that mom picked me up today I was very excited to see her and my being excited made everyone freak out and tell me to calm down and when I got home I wanted to run and that made my mom leak for a few minutes.

But while Mom was at work in the afternoon I decided that maybe I should be a good boy and not be so rambunctious, and so I have been very good this evening even though that mom seems to once again be doing that thing with cutting up fabric and then sewing it back together, which is just plain silly.

So, four more weeks of house arrest. And halfway through that there will be baseball again!

House arrest, day elebenty-billion

2010-03-11T16:41:00.002-06:00

HI evfurrybuddy,

I am STILL on house arrest and that MOM says we are 3/8 of the way through. I am so bored. Over the last week or 10 days or so I've started feeling great - no weird seizure zone-outs, no soreness from the shot... but that MOM says I still can't do zoomies or be crazy. WFT?!?!?!?!?!

Next week I get my next shots and then it's one more month of this house arrest stuff and then I will finally be able to zooooooooom!

Guys, it is SO BORING here. That mom is doing the best she can to keep me entertained but I am a bouncy fellow and I like to be exuberant and she says that is not good right now. So she's been keeping me from roaming around the house even when she's home by shutting the door to whatever room we're in. On the bright side this means that C-A-T doesn't get any of the big bed most nights, but jeez... it's stifling always being with Mom.

Mom is clearly going a little nuts with this too. She has been cutting up pieces of fabric and then immediately sewing them back together. WFT?!?!?!? I had to have a talk with her to convince her to stop this foolish behavior.

I think it worked. She hasn't cut up any more fabric. Maybe I should be a psychologist?!?

Wordless Wednesday: Revenge of that MOM Edition

2010-03-10T11:11:00.000-06:00

House arrest, day 10

2010-02-28T17:50:00.003-06:00

OMDOG I AM SO BORED!

That MOM says I am doing GREAT at staying calm but that is because she won't let me have any FUN. Anyway, that MOM says she is relieved to be through the first 10 days of this and that she thinks we will both make it through with her sanity remaining somewhat intact. OMDOG like her sanity was ever there! LOL!

House arrest, day 3

2010-02-21T18:19:00.002-06:00

Hi pups,

I'm on house arrest and it STINKS. See, even though MOM has given me heartworm preventative every month since I adopterated her, I managed to test positive for adult worms. So Thursday I had to go to the V-E-T and get a SHOT and now I have to be calm for a month when they will give me another shot and then I will have to be calm again for another month.

Also, since that scary seize-her incident a few weeks back I have been taking anti-seize-her medicines. They make me really thirsty so I have to go outside to pee about every 5 minutes. So now instead of getting some PRIVACY while I do that, MOM puts me on a leash and takes me out into MY yard and hovers over me.

I also had another seize-her at the V-E-T so everything is still very stressful and mysterious for my mom but she is hanging in there. Don't worry, I'll take good care of her.

Beckett

Wordless Wednesday

2010-02-17T13:51:00.002-06:00

Hey Mister, Throw Me Something!

2010-02-15T18:31:00.003-06:00

Joe Cain parade draws big Mardi Gras crowd

Burpday/Wallentine's/Joe Cain Day

2010-02-14T07:46:00.003-06:00

Today is that Mom's burpday! She says if she were a hobbit she would be coming of age today, but fortunately since she's just a regular hoomin she doesn't have too. (She does have more than a passing resemblance to that PIPPIN from Lord of the Rings, so maybe she's PART hobbit?!? Pass the ent water, please.)

Today is also Valentine's Day, but from now on it will be Wallentine's Day for us.

I have MANY sweethearts - that MOM, of course, and my main squeeze, MONICA, and all my vet techs, and my newest love, AUNTIE ALISON, who came to Babablama all the way from Bawlmer, Merryland (with all the snows!)

This is MOM and ALISON back when they were in grad school together:

Two tough librarians LOLOLOLOL!

Today is also Joe Cain Day here in Mobile, which is part of Mardi Paws. Woohoo! HEY MISTER THROW ME SOMETHING!

(Khyra asked if she would get beads for showing her pantyloons. Here in Mobile, Mardi Paws is more family-friendly than in New Orleans, so the best way to get lots of throws is to be a cute human pup - although I bet being a cute pup would work too.)

LAISSEZ LES BON TEMPS ROULEZ!

Semi-wordless Wednesday: Doppelganger Edition

2010-02-10T13:11:00.000-06:00

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Laissez les bon temps roulez! Geaux Saints!

2010-02-07T10:48:00.002-06:00

I have been looking at the snOHMYDOG! pictures of my mid-Atlantic furrends. My dog cousins Phoebe and Carrie in the mythical land of New Jersey are enjoying their fluffy white stuff, and I admit I am a little jealous.

But down here in the land of Mobile, Babablama, Mardi Paws is in full swing. (Technically, it's Carnival season, but around here the whole season, not just Fat Tuesday, is referred to as Mardi Paws.) Many of you probably associate Mardi Paws with New Orleans, but in fact Mobile has been celebrating Mardi Paws since 1703. If you are interested in learning more about Mardi Paws in Mobile, there is an interesting documentary called The Order of Myths.

During this time of year there are lots of parades and balls. (Mom says that the balls are actually big parties, not balls that you can chase.) The day of Mardi Paws itself, lots of people (even my mom) have the day off work. Mom, who is not from here, has always called that day Shrove Tuesday or Pancake Day, and has celebrated by going to eat pancakes at church, but since she moved here she has had to make her own pancakes at home before going downtown to the parades.

This year is extra special because those New Orleans SAINTS are in the SUPER BOWL during MARDI PAWS! The Saints are the closest NFL team to Mobile, and there are a lot of people from New Orleans who now live in Mobile (especially after Katrina), so all around town you can see the fleur de lis and signs that say GEAUX SAINTS or WHO DAT? Woohoo GEAUX SAINTS!

So we don't have any fluffy white stuff that falls from the skies, but you do have to watch out for falling "throws" - beads, cups, coins, stuffed animals, candy, and Moon Pies!

Reconsidering

2010-02-04T21:19:00.003-06:00

Hi guys!

I thought that PLAN of mine was quite brilliant but a bunch of you disagree. I started to question it when not one but nine Sibes AND Dennis the Vizsla voiced their concerns. I don't want to upset my mom any more so I am going to try not to have any more weird seize-her episodes.

I met mom at the door when she came home to let her know. She was a bit surprised because when she left I was in my crate... and even more surprised when she looked at the crate and saw it was still latched! A magician never tells his secrets!

My PLAN!

2010-02-01T19:09:00.002-06:00

You guys all know that I love to go to the V-E-T. There are so many pretty vet techs to flirt with, a lot of interesting smells, and lots of attention for ME. Well, I was looking in the phone book the other day and realized just how many V-E-Ts there are in this town - and I had been to hardly ANY of them.

Sure, I go see my buddies at my regular vet at least twice a year, plus a few more times for boarding. And I did have that big adventure to the animal ER back in July. Oh, and I got to visit my V-E-T's father, who is also a V-E-T, that Saturday a few months back when I ate a whole bottle of fish oil capsules. But still! Imagine how many vet techs I have not yet flirted with!

Clearly, I needed to come up with a plan. So last Thursday evening, while Mom was vacuuming, I decided to go into convulsions. It worked! Mom scooped me up and took me to the car and went zooming out of our subdivision and across the street to another V-E-T, who is open until midnight. And they gave me lots of attention and some neurological tests and x-rays and stole some of my blood. They said that it didn't seem like I'd gotten into something toxic (my bloods were pretty much normal) and I wasn't showing any signs of having inflammation around my brain, but to be safe they treated me for both, keeping me overnight to give me fluids before sending me home with some steroids.

OMDOG it was such an adventure and I had so much fun but my Mom was maybe not having so much fun?!? And she has been talking on the phone lots with both V-E-Ts and they have been saying stuff about maybe a seize-her disorder?!? I don't know what that is about but I do know that MOM has said I am not ALLOWED to have any more emergencies and that she is onto my PLAN and I am going to have to get a J-O-B to start paying these BILLS. Sheesh, she is just no FUN!

Diplomacy revisited

2010-01-24T17:11:00.003-06:00

Remember how my cat sister Mehitabel and I reached an agreement regarding the big bed? It was a good agreement, but we weren't quite satisfied. Mehitabel wanted more space in the bed. And guess what! So did I! Since our initial efforts at diplomacy were so successful we went back to the negotiating table. So we pawed out a NEW plan for the big bed.

Mom has been spending a lot of time in that big bed lately because she had some kid knee infection (she seemed to be walking okay to me and she's not really a kid, so WFT?!?) and then the medicine her V-E-T gave her made her feel even worse. So it's a really good thing the C-A-T and I had this new bed treaty in place so that we wouldn't be bickering while she was resting. Because of our hard work resting with her, she's well along the road to recovery now.

Tomorrow!

2010-01-18T20:10:00.002-06:00

Hey guys!

Do you know what tomorrow is? It's my gotcha day! Two years ago I adopterated my mom - she was a rescue.

Mom let me have one of my presents early - a knuckle bone!

Knuckle bones make me go crazy!

Games for rainy days

2010-01-16T18:32:00.002-06:00

Hi evfurrybody!

It was a rainy day today. I don't like the rain. But I have a good game I like to play on rainy days.

First, I go stand by the back door and ask to be let out. When Mom opens the door, I look outside, and put my head down and back away. Bonus points for giving an accusatory look to Mom - she could stop all this rain if she wanted to! I do this several times, until Mom is saying stuff like she's fed up and "Get your furry butt out there, mister!" Then, a few minutes later, I go to the front door and do the same thing. OMDOG this game is totally fun!

Mom and I want to mention that there are many worthy charities helping out with Haiti earthquake relief. Doctors without Borders is one of Mom's favorites that she has supported on an ongoing basis, so that's why we singled it out in our last post.

World Affairs Wednesday

2010-01-13T18:53:00.003-06:00

We don't have a lot of green papers, but we gave what we could to one of our favorite charities, Doctors without Borders. Think of it as being from one DWB to another.

Mehitabel speaks

2010-01-10T13:33:00.002-06:00

Greetings. I am Mehitabel and I live with my servant and the noisy one.

You may remember that this was one of the first pictures of me on this blog:

Well, I have been much too busy to blog - I had to get this house in order, train my servant (good help is so hard to find), teach the noisy one a few things, and grow.

Grow? The servant was told that I was full-grown when I came to live with her. She was also told that I was a short haired cat. I settled in, got rid of my fleas, and set about my plan.

The servant began to notice something about me. Something suspiciously FLOOFY:

I was then a small cat with a floofy tail. But then I started to grow, and my furs started to grow, until something suspiciously like cataloons were noticed by the servant.

The servant, who for some reason knows more about dogs than cats, began to read about cat breeds. She was looking for a breed with a long, floofy tail, ear floof, cataloons, and a flat long coat. Someone mentioned Maine Coon. And the light began to dawn in her slow, human consciousness. I was not a small, full-grown, short-haired cat. I, Mehitabel, descended from Egyptian royalty, am a Maine Coon.

The servant says she's going to need to get a bigger cat carrier.

Diplomacy & Resolutions

2010-01-02T11:53:00.005-06:00

Some of you asked how the C-A-T and I are getting along. Well, I'm not sure if this is good news or not, but Mehitabel is no longer the least bit intimidated by me. She still doesn't want to play as much as I do, but she certainly walks around MY house like she owns the place.

For some reason, Mom says I have to SHARE with her. Even the big bed! So I thought I would show you this diagram of the results of several rounds of diplomatic meetings between me and Mehitabel.

(Click to embiggen)

As you can see, dog and cat are living together in something almost like harmony. Mom keeps muttering something about this being a sign of the Apoopcalypse, whatever that is.

Did any of you make resolutions for the new year? I didn't, because honestly how could I possibly improve my life, but here are my mom's:

I'm pretty sure I can help her do more of all of those this year!

Happy New Year!

2009-12-31T12:47:00.002-06:00

Hi pups and peeps!

The end of the year, from Thanksgiving on, ended up being a little nutso for my mom, so I didn't have a chance to post. I was very busy providing a lot of TLC (Tender Labrador Care).

I just got back from a pawesome Christmas vacation at Puppy Camp, where I got to play play play and flirt flirt flirt with all the pretty vet techs. OMDOG it was so much fun.

Happy New Year from me, Beckett:

and my cat sister, Mehitabel (who looks like she's been hitting the 'nip LOL):

and my mom, who is still in her pajamas and was a total spoilsport about getting her picture taken.

My adopterashun

2009-11-26T21:04:00.003-06:00

There is a big story behind yesterday's picture but I'll save that for another day. Lots of pups are telling their adopterashun stories today and I want to join in.

In August of 2007 Mom moved from Massachewsetts to Babablama to take a job. She didn't know anyone here and she was starting a new career, so she was nervous and thought she might be making a big mistake. But she was also excited and hoping for the best.

When she was looking for places to live she didn't have money to travel down to Mobile to look at apartments, so she looked at lots of places online and made lots of phone calls. One thing she knew she wanted was a place that would let her have pets, because she wanted to adopterate a dog when she got settled. She was lucky and found a good place.

After she had been here for a few months she started to settle in and began looking on Petfinder. She knew she wanted a black Lab or Lab mix. There was one pup she saw on Petfinder that was on there in late October and into November and even early December. She told herself that if he was still there after she came back from Christmas she would adopterate him. But just before Christmas he got adopterated. Mom was happy that he got a furever home but also a little sad and wondered if she would ever find her dog.

When she got back in January she started looking on Petfinder again and one day she saw these pictures:

Naturally, she was totally smitten with me. My description said that I was a very friendly, active boy, but that I laid quietly in my kennel. Mom took the first chance she got to drive over to the shelter to see me. My kennel was the last one on the row and when she walked in all the dogs went nuts, except me. I was just lying there quietly - until she stopped in front of my kennel. Then I went bounding over to her. I took her for a walk and she knew I was her dog.

She couldn't take me home that day because all the paperwork wasn't done, but the next Saturday she came and got me. I was so exciterated that I didn't take ANY naps during the whole 3-day weekend she had with me.

At first she chalked my runny poops up to excitement, but after a few weeks she got worried. I also kept getting redder and redder and patches of furs were falling out and I had hot spots. She freaked out. She took me to the vet and I got medicine which helped with the spots and redness, but I was still itchy. She started reading about allergies and tried me on lots of different foods until she got it right.

We are a team and I help her out with LOTS of stuff and have no idea how she ever managed without ME.

Wordless Wednesday: Inspection

2009-11-25T18:22:00.001-06:00

Q & A and my new friend!

2009-11-20T19:53:00.002-06:00

I had a lot of questions about my Wordless Wednesday pictures.

Q. Khyra asked if I was waiting fur my date.
A. No, I was waiting for my mom. A pup as handsome as me could, of course, go on many dates, but right now I'm concentrating on my interior design studies.

Q. The OP Pack asked if I was waiting to go for a walk.
A. Yes. I know I said I was waiting for my mom a second ago, but I was also waiting for a walk. I'm always waiting for a walk!

Q. Lorenza asked if I took my mom for a ride.
A. That was the idea, but that killjoy mom would not let me drive. She wouldn't even let me ride shotgun!

Q. The Thundering Herd asked if I have a driver's license.
A. I just got my new dog license. I think that means I can drive. What else would I need a license for?

Today, on my lunchtime walk, I made a new friend!

We became such good friends that she followed me home and I invited her inside to play. Mom said that we could not keep her and then she put my leash on her collar and left with her and not me. WFT?!?!?!

I don't know my new friend's name because although she had a pretty pink collar she didn't have a tag on it. Mom wasn't even sure which house she came from but fortunately when we got back to that street the pup trotted right back to one house in particular.

Wordless Wednesday

2009-11-18T18:46:00.000-06:00

Have a sunshiny yellow day!

2009-11-06T16:10:00.002-06:00

The last few days here have been beautiful, with yellow sunshine during the day and golden yellow horizons before sunsets turning pink and purple. There was even a big yellow moon.

We have been noticing all the yellow in our lives a lot recently because of our friend Krisanna.

So, in the spirit of Krisanna, we want to wish you all a sunshiny yellow day. (Or, a sunshiny yellow Lab day, if you're really lucky!)

Wordless Wednesday

2009-10-28T09:17:00.000-05:00

Khyra and a friend, perhaps?

2009-10-16T07:34:00.001-05:00

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Deep Thoughts by J. P. Beckett Brador:

Why is it that Mom doesn't mind when I chase cats out of the back yard but does mind when I try to chase Miss Mehitabel?!?

Wordless Wednesday: Guest Photographer Edition

2009-10-14T10:01:00.001-05:00

She needs a class for this?!?

2009-10-12T17:48:00.003-05:00

The last few Monday nights, Mom has been coming home from Work (whatever that is), having dinner, and then going out to a class without me. The nerve!

As you can see, the class she is taking is about discovering dog's vision for her life:

Well, FINALLY! But why does she need to take a class about this, and why does she leave me at HOME? I've been making my vision for her life perfectly clear - no more of this Work stuff. More stuffies and toys! More walkies! More trips to the beach!

And what are these gifts she's been hiding from me? She'd better not be hiding BULLY STICKS from me.

Clearly, humans are just not that smart.

Oh, you Red Sox

2009-10-11T15:09:00.002-05:00

This is how me and Mom feel right now:

Can you see my halo now?

2009-10-08T10:00:00.002-05:00

OMDOG HI guys!

That lovely STELLA said some furry nice things about me on her blog yesterday and sent a bunch of new pups over here to say HI to me. Thanks so much, Stella!

I have always been a good boy, but maybe, just possibly, perhaps sometimes my Good Boy Behavior can be a little lacking. But I have been working hard at curbing some of my tendencies. For example, I have trained Mom to put those ~~giant stuffies~~ pillows in the closet when she's not using them. Voila! "Problem" solved.

Making stuffies 'splode - this is where Stella and I just have to agree to disagree. Really, 'sploding stuffies are one of the great JOYS in my life, and I am always full of JOY!

But now, let's talk about something really important - BASEBALL!

As you know, my mom and I are die-hard RED SOX fans! Mom's second favorite teams are the St. Louis Cardinals (she went to college, whatever that is, in St. Louis) and whoever is playing those Yankees!

We know there are lots of DWBs who are baseball fans, and not all of them share my loyalties. The lovely Lorenza wrote yesterday:

Hi, Beckett!
Hmmmm.... eeerrr.... ahem.... ahem...
We will be friends forever no matter what happens, right??
Kisses and hugs
Lorenza

Well, OF COURSE, Lorenza. You (and Joey) are still my forever friend even if we are polar opposites with our baseball team loyalties. We are both still DOGS! (But I am still going to cheer for whoever is playing those YANKEES!)

How about you pups? Do you have a favorite baseball team?

(Almost) Wordless Wednesday: PLAY BALL

2009-10-07T12:54:00.002-05:00

GO RED SOX!
Go Red Birds!
GO Twinnerers!

Sunday Snapshots

2009-10-04T15:09:00.002-05:00

Confusion!

2009-09-26T20:43:00.002-05:00

That last post should have been titled Wordless Wednesday: Walkies! We meant that it was a wordless Wednesday because the post didn't have words, not that we took a wordless walk. LOL.

Actually, I rarely bark on my walks. Mom pretty much talks my ears off the whole time we're out there, though.

That thing around my snooter is a Gentle Leader, not a muzzle. I can move my mouth just fine, don't worry. I actually like my Gentle Leader quite a bit for walkies. Mom tried switching me over to the Easy Walk Harness but I didn't like it at all.

I'm a really good walker - I stick right beside my Mom with a loose leash about 90% of the time. But sometimes there's a Tree Lobster out there that just needs a chase!

Wordless Wednesday Walkies

2009-09-23T18:04:00.000-05:00

Wordless Wednesday

2009-09-16T09:53:00.000-05:00

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PS - that's not me!

Warning! HBO WORDS! Memes!

2009-09-15T18:17:00.001-05:00

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Still bein' good

2009-09-13T18:01:00.003-05:00

Hi gang,

Not much is going on here. But I did want to let you know that I am still being a Good Boy.

For example, here is my Good Boy Sit:

As you can clearly see, this is a 100% pure Good Boy Sit with absolutely NO mischief afoot.

And here is my Good Boy Down:

I bet all of you are feeling angelic just looking at this.

And here is me doing a Good Boy Sit after helping Mom clean up after using the Loud Sucking Machine:

Actually here I was just beginning my hard work redistributing all those TOYS that for some reason have to go in that basket before that Loud Sucking Machine comes out. What does that contraption DO, anyway?

So there you have it. I have been bein' GOOD.

Pee-S: those USA JAGUARS won that FOOTBALL game. Woooohooo!

Pee-Pee-S for Khyra, who said the Jaguar was a good mascot but not as good as a SIBE would have been: My Uncle Alex went to Northeastern and their mascot is a HUSKY and they have a statue that has a very shiny NOSE because all those students rub it for good luck before exams, whatever those are.

Happy Lab(rad)or Day!

2009-09-07T15:43:00.001-05:00

GO JAGS!

2009-09-05T09:32:00.004-05:00

Today, my friends, is a momentous day. My University of South Alabama Jaguars will play their first ever football game. While Mom sometimes grouses about athletics funding and the purpose of college being education and stuff like that, I prefer just to enjoy the excitement in the air.

Because we have a new football team (and marching band), we had to get a new logo.

For some reason Mom refers to the new logo as the Thunderjag. Weird, right? But she's not alone in it - there's even a fan site called Thunderjags!

Anyway, at USA, we bleed it red for our Jaguars! So I'm rocking the red bandanna:

And Mom is at work in the library (which she predicts will be VERY quiet today) but even she is wearing her red Thunderjags shirt to cheer on our team as they play Hargrave Military Academy's post-graduate team.

GO JAGS!

Mom's busy, I'm not

2009-08-31T14:32:00.002-05:00

Hi, pups!

Mom says she has been really busy lately at that thing called Work because it is the start of the Fall Semester. Whatever.

I haven't been up to much mischief lately, so I don't have any exciting escapades to fill you in on. I'm sorry to let you down, but I'm really a pretty good boy most of the time.

See? Here's a picture of me resting nicely. No destruction in sight!

Kinda boring, isn't it?

an AWARD for STEALING

2009-08-24T16:59:00.002-05:00

OMDOG, I am so excited. That cutie pie, Lorenza, gave me the Oops! I Ate It AWARD!

Here are the Rules...
When accepting this award, you must blog about the food you have stolen when your humans were not watching...If you have never stolen any food, you must be a really good pup!! You can accept this yummy tray of cookies as your reward! Next add the logo of this award to your Blog (optional), then nominate at least 5 other furry blogs and let them know by leaving a message on their Blogs...

Well, I know this will be SHOCKING to some of you, but... I love to steal food when my mom's not looking. And you know what? I'm NOT sorry.

Here are some highlights of my food-stealing career:

SUSHI

One day Mom got a big craving for some avocado rolls, but there weren't any at the grocery store and she didn't feel like going out to eat, so she decided to make her own. So first she had to go buy all the stuff she needed - nori, wasabi, rice wine vinegar, avocados, etc. Just as she was leaving the store, the skies opened and she was soaked on her way back to the car.

When she got home she was just about to start the rice when the power went out! When it finally came back on an hour later, she started making dinner. She was starving by this time, and everything took a lot longer than she thought it would, but finally, everything was ready, so she turned around to get a plate from the cabinet and...

I leaped up and grabbed the avocado roll in my mouth and went charging off toward the living room leaving a trail of rice in my wake. OMDOG, you should have heard all the HBO WORDS my mom was using!

She had spaghetti for dinner.

NOODLES WITH PEANUT-GINGER SAUCE

Mom was home for lunch and eating some noodles. I stood by the back door like I wanted to go outside, and when she got up and headed that way to open the door for me, I dashed back toward the table and got a big bite of noodles before she knew what hit her. OMDOG, was I smart or what?!?

THE ENTIRE JAR OF PEANUT BUTTER

This one wasn't a success sadly. One morning, Mom (who is not a morning person) was eating her Cheerios when out of the corner of her eye she spotted me trying a new technique for stealing food. I'd realized that perhaps my mad dash from the scene of the crime was tipping her off, so I decided to go for a nonchalant prance instead. If she hadn't done a double take, she never would have realized that I had an entire jar of peanut butter in my mouth, I was THAT nonchalant.

I would love to hear how you other pups go about stealing food, so consider yourself tagged!

Neverending Vaycayshun!

2009-08-21T14:35:00.002-05:00

Hi, guys and gals! Mom's vaycayshun ended almost two weeks ago, but mine is still going on. I guess if you're lucky enough to be ME, you get a neverending vaycayshun.

One thing that is getting in the way of my FUN is the WEATHER. This is what it looks like pretty much every day:

Thankfully, Jake the Weatherdog is keeping an eye on those furricane things that make Mom so anxious.

Meanwhile, I have been keeping an eye on THIS:

Mom says it is called a teevee, and that it's a hand-me-down from my Uncle Andrew. Mom has attached some boxes and put some ears on it and now it plays moving pictures and makes noises. WFT?!?!?!?! Do any of you have this WEIRD thing in your houses?

Wordless Wednesday

2009-08-19T17:08:00.001-05:00

VAYCAYSHUN, All I Ever Wanted

2009-08-04T11:16:00.001-05:00

Mom and I are sad about Charlie going to the Bridge. We are relatively new to DWB and don't get to participate as much as some other pups do, but we are both really grateful for all the friends we have made with DWB.

Anyway, last week Mom said we would be having a VAYCAYSHUN this week. I wasn't really sure what this was but it sounded exciting. So Monday morning I woke her up very early to remind her that it's VAYCAYSHUN! And she kept telling me to be quiet and leave her alone because it's VAYCAYSHUN? WFT?!?!

So this week on our VAYCAYSHUN we are doing lots of this:

I think it means basically Mom is going to try to be a LABRADOR for a week! LOL!

This morning we went to the V-E-T for the followup appointment from my ADVENTURE. We had to do some waiting. To keep myself amused, first I did my best FROG impression:

And then I channeled Khyra with some khrossed paw akhtion:

Pretty good, huh?

The V-E-T redid my bloodwork and my liver numbers are MUCH better so he gave me a clean bill of health except for something about my EARS having a little bit of an infection.

Now I am tired from all that PLAYING and FLIRTING at the V-E-T so I am going to take some naps.

Wordless Wednesday

2009-07-29T08:42:00.001-05:00

Mom almost posted this YESTERDAY! Do you think she's looking forward to VACATION next week?!?

OMDOG an ADVENTURE!

2009-07-23T17:48:00.004-05:00

What's up, pups?

I had an ADVENTURE. I'm not quite sure what happened but two nights ago I felt kind of funny and MOM started howling and leaking and howling some more. And Uncle Andrew and Father Ray came over to see me, and we went on a car ride to a different V-E-T. Mom was howling and leaking so much at the V-E-T I thought maybe they were going to put her up on that table instead of me.

I stayed at that V-E-T all night and by the morning I was ready to PLAY! The V-E-T was nice and called me "Goofball" which is something my mom also calls me a LOT but I don't really know why.

And then we went to my regular V-E-T and I was super happy to see them and I got to stay there all day and flirt with the pretty girls who work there. When we got home I gave Mom lots of big kisses and snuggles and then I was pretty tired so I took a nap:

And every few minutes Mom would come over and make sure I was still breathing or something which was really ANNOYING since I was trying to get some ZZZs. Later I moved to the big bed:

I am feeling just FINE now. I don't think I will have this kind of ADVENTURE again, though. It makes Mom too much of a wreck.

PANIC AT THE DISCO ANIMAL ER

2009-07-22T17:15:00.003-05:00

Beckett's mom here. First of all, Beckett is fine. But it has been a very long 12 hours or so...

Last night, I was out at a meeting. I came home about 7:45pm, gave Beckett his dinner, ate mine, and was puttering around the house as usual. He (and I) were behaving perfectly normally. About 8:35 or 8:40, he wanted to go out in the back yard, as he usually does around that time. I let him out, then used the time to go pay attention to Miss Mehitabel, then do a few things around the house. About 9:05 or so I opened the door to let him in, but he wasn't there. I called and he didn't come. At that point, I thought that he had gotten out of the yard (I had heard him barking earlier) so I went inside to get my shoes and flashlight.

When I went back out, I saw Beckett lying on the ground in the far back right corner of the yard. He was so still. When I got there I couldn't see him breathing and he was pretty much motionless. I put my hand on his belly and felt that he was breathing, but he wasn't responding to me calling his name. I looked around the area to see if I could see anything obvious amiss - I didn't see any blood, broken branches, or anything like that. I tried to lift him up with the idea of rushing him to my car and to the Animal ER but I couldn't get him off the ground. He's a little under 60lbs and while I can lift him from standing, or from the sofa, I just couldn't make him budge.

At this point, needless to say, I was totally hysterical. I had my cell phone with me and called Father Ray, but he didn't pick up, so I called my friend Andrew who said he'd be right over (but he lives about 15 minutes away). It occurred to me to try Ray's home number and I got him and he said he would head over. He arrived about 10 minutes later with Andrew right behind him. At this point Beckett was a little more responsive. He'd moved over a bit, and curled up, and was moving his head around a little bit and looking at me as I was patting him, but his breathing was irregular and his eyes looked funny.

Andrew carried him to his car and I got in the back seat and we followed Ray to the Animal ER, which is in a totally different part of town. Nancy, Ray's wife, had called ahead to let the ER know we were coming. Beckett perked up some on the drive - when we got there and the vet techs came out he even stood up on his own but couldn't walk into the hospital, though he did wag his tail. It was about 10 when we got there, I think.

Ray, Andrew and Beckett went into an exam room with the vet immediately and I stayed outside filling out paperwork for a few minutes, then went in. The vet looked him over, gave me a treatment plan, and once I signed it he got a bunch of blood work done and some x-rays and eventually she told us a whole bunch of very detailed stuff that I was too much in shock to understand, but it boiled down to that he was in shock. His color was off, his gums were almost gray instead of pink like normal, he was breathing from his belly instead of his chest - but he was wagging his tail at the vet and techs. His protein, hematocrit (I think), and liver levels were off. His x-rays didn't show any foreign bodies in there clogging things up, and there was no evidence of tumors. His temperature was normal. He had also started to vomit a little bit of blood, they had tapped his stomach and found some blood, and his stool sample was runny.

They started treatment (fluids, antibiotics, close monitoring) and Andrew and I waited around a little while. Once he was settled in (and I had turned over my credit card) we headed home. They told me to be back there by 7:30 am and they would have him ready to be transferred to his regular vet. I got home about 12:30 am.

I didn't sleep much. They told me that no news from them was good news. I'd turned the ringer on my cell phone up to eleven, and basically clued the cordless house phone to my hand, but I was paranoid I'd miss a call. I was also paranoid I'd fall asleep and miss getting there in time in the morning, so I set every alarm clock in the house. I got at most 3 hours of sleep.

I picked him up this morning and when the vet was bringing him out front and told him to, "Get moving, goofball," I knew he had to be feeling better. He was tired and hungry but otherwise alert and wanting to be the center of attention. They gave me a folder of all the information about what they did, plus a copy of his x-rays on disc, and (after I gave them my credit card again) sent us off to our regular vet.

We got there before the regular vet and since Beckett was at this point behaving pretty much normally, I didn't think they needed to call him to get in earlier. We went home for about 90 minutes and he napped, then we went back. The regular vet kept him today for observation and to repeat some tests, and I picked him up a little over an hour ago.

Basically, he's fine. His protein and hematocrit levels were back where they should be. His liver levels are still high, so he has some medicine to take for that and we'll recheck them soon. They didn't find blood in his belly, he was no longer vomiting, and his behavior was normal. So he is home now (after I once again handed over my credit card), and I am watching him and slowly giving him some food and watching him like a hawk, and he is napping.

There was no obvious cause of his collapse and shock. The vet thinks that perhaps he had a seizure, since it happened so suddenly. Maybe he knocked into something during the seizure that caused him to bleed a little in the belly. But the bottom line is that we don't know what caused it because he was out in the yard alone when it happened, and it could have been a fluke thing.

What is important is that he seems to be fine now, and I am so incredibly grateful to the vets, vet techs, and especially Ray and Andrew who unhesitatingly responded to my call for help.

Give your family and friends, no matter how many legs they have (even if it's none at all), a hug tonight. Love is what really matters in this world, but sometimes we take it for granted.

(Also, program the number of the Animal ER into your cell phone and know where it is. I had been meaning to do the former, but hadn't yet, and I knew generally where it was but hadn't actually ever seen it.)

The blog will be back in Beckett's paws tomorrow.

-Ellen

Pig: A Photo Essay

2009-07-13T20:41:00.002-05:00

Wordless Wednesday

2009-07-08T08:32:00.001-05:00

Happy 4th of July!

2009-07-04T11:47:00.002-05:00

Happy Independence Day to all my American furrends!

Life around here has been pretty exciting.

I am still waiting for Missy the C-A-T to want to play with me:

So far she has just been ignoring me. Mom says that is par for the course for C-A-Ts.

Yesterday Mom didn't have to work, so we took a super fun trip to the V-E-T! I love to go to the V-E-T and flirt with all the pretty girls who work there.

Everyone there admired me and said I was in great shape. They squirted some icky stuff in my nose, and the V-E-T said I could stand to lose 2-3 pounds... but I forgive them anyway.

After I went home it was that Missy's turn to go to the V-E-T. She does not think this is fun, silly C-A-T. She was very suspicious in the office:

It turns out she was right to be suspicious because she had to get some shots and poked and prodded and it turned out she had FLEAS. So the vet said, "Give her a bath before you put on her flea goop."

"It will be easy," the vet says. (Mom was suspicious.)

Missy was mad:

How mad do you think she'll be when she learns she has to go back to the V-E-T on Monday to get spayed?!?

24 hours news coverage

2009-06-30T09:14:00.002-05:00

Beckett Brador here, reporting for It's Beckett's World.

We have been waiting quietly and patiently outside the gate, waiting for comment from Missy the C-A-T.

No comment.

What the Feline?!?!

2009-06-29T10:06:00.001-05:00

The strangest thing happened yesterday. Mom went to church and came home with a C-A-T and a crying woman. WTF?!? (That stands for What the Feline.)

It turns out that the woman was going through a rough spell in her life and had to move out of state suddenly. She wasn't able to take her cat with her, she hadn't been able to find a new home for her, and she couldn't face taking her to the pound. All the no-kill shelters around here are already overflowing with animals.

The woman was in so much pain that Mom had to help her out. So she told the woman that she would take the cat and see how she and I got along. If we get along, Missy will join our family. If we don't, she'll stay in our guest room until Mom can find a good home for her.

I would really like to play with her, but Mom says I need to give her some time to adjust to her new surroundings. Right now she is making herself at home in the guest room.

What do you think? Should Missy and I live in harmony?

Sunday Snapshot - WTF edition

2009-06-28T12:16:00.001-05:00

iBone

2009-06-26T09:47:00.003-05:00

Mom got some dumb new phone called the iBone or something like that.

Naturally, one of the first pictures she took with it was of ME:

I was looking through the pictures on Mom's iBone last night and found this:

OMDOG is Mom cheating on me?!?

It turns out this is Jakob, who Mom met while she was helping the Animal Rescue Foundation set up for a yard sale at her church. He'd been chained up and when he was rescued he had chain embedded in his neck and he was so emaciated they didn't think he'd survive. His foster mom realized she couldn't part with him, so now he has a furever home with another pit boo, Izzy, and a 17-year old Rottie/Doberman mix! Despite his background, Jakob is totally friendly and smiley and loves to be petted.

I would like to mail a big box of poo to the "people" who treated him so badly!

Wordless Wednesday

2009-06-24T08:40:00.000-05:00

Keeping myself busy

2009-06-23T13:08:00.002-05:00

Last night, while Mom was saying lots of HBO words while she mopped standing water out of the broken dishwasher, I was busy.

I'm not sorry.

Notice something new?

2009-06-18T13:23:00.002-05:00

I know some of you (like Joey and Lorenza) won't appreciate my new collar, but I am very pleased with it. Mom was ordering a book on Amazon recently and SOMEHOW this collar ended up in her shopping cart. Very MYSTERIOUS, isn't it?

Wordless Wednesday

2009-06-17T08:19:00.001-05:00

Dinner at MY house!

2009-06-15T17:33:00.002-05:00

Last night Uncle Andrew and Uncle Patrick came over for dinner. I love to have visitors!

Since it's just Mom and me I really like to get my "guy time" in when I can. You know, drinking beer, talking about sports... hrm. That's really not too different from my mom, now that I think about it.

The most exciting thing about dinner was that they used the magic cooking box in the back yard, and this time real MEAT came out. Even though Mom is a boring vegetarian, she got hamburgers for the guys. Omdog that magic cooking box smelled SO GOOD!

The burgers were kind of crumbly and two little pieces came off them and Uncle Andrew cooked them and gave them to ME!

I was a very good boy while my guests were over. See?

Oops, those weren't the pictures I was looking for...

Sunday Snapshot - Roaching Edition

2009-06-14T17:03:00.001-05:00

TGIF

2009-06-12T19:06:00.000-05:00

Two sides to every story

2009-06-11T17:24:00.003-05:00

Mom's side:

A few nights ago, I was sound asleep until 3:46AM, when I was prodded awake by the repeated head-butting of a certain Labrador Retriever. Worried that he might be unwell, I sat up and attempted to ascertain the cause of his actions. He continued with the head-butting. I calmly and quietly requested that he cease head-butting me. Since I was up, I decided to use the bathroom. Upon my return, I found that MY spot on the bed had been stolen by Beckett, who had fallen back asleep with his head on my pillow.

Beckett's side:

A few nights ago, I was roused from my sound sleep by the knowledge that my mom was having terrible nightmares. I did what any heroic dog would do - I gently nudged her a few times to wake her up. Clearly still under the influence of these nightmares, she rather testily screeched at me, but I kept at my course of action until I was sure she was no longer suffering from nightmares. When she got up to go to the bathroom, I temporarily moved into her spot on the bed in order to keep it warm for her, but, alas, I was so worn out by my acts of nighttime heroism that I accidentally fell asleep there.

Readers, who do YOU believe?

Wordless Wednesday: I know nothing about that hole. Nothing, I say.

2009-06-10T09:38:00.001-05:00

Busy weekends

2009-06-08T09:31:00.003-05:00

A few weekends ago, I advised Mom on her craft room. She really needed to get some new shelving for the room too, so I offered to create a design sketch. A friend helped her build and stain the shelves.

I am pleased with the physical manifestation of my design:

I have a serious expression because I am a Serious Designer.

We have had a lot of busy weekends lately. It used to be that Mom and I had a lot of lazy weekends. She used to always take long naps - now she has to try really hard to nap. (It must be hard not to be a dog!) It turns out that she was so tired all the time because of some medication she was taking.

Her old doctor stopped her on that medicine in December and put her on a new medicine that made her way too jittery and she kept throwing up. Remember when I had to go stay with Willie Wonka and Buster because my mom was in the hospital? Well, when she got out of the hospital she got a new, better doctor who figured out all the problems with the medication and now she feels much better. She has also lost a lot of weight that one of her old medicines had made her gain.

Mom went to buy me more of my food a few days ago, and the humans at the register couldn't believe she was lugging around a 30lb bag of deliciousness so easily. What they didn't know was that until recently she weighed almost two of those bags of kibble more.

That is why she is sewing so much lately - because her old clothes don't fit! If humans just had fur they wouldn't have these problems. BOL! Thanks to ME she has a nice place to do her sewing, and I always keep her company and offer my advice.

Wordless Wednesday: My BFF

2009-06-03T10:48:00.001-05:00

I am a Good Boy

2009-06-02T09:02:00.002-05:00

Lately, a few new families have moved onto our street. They have human pups. I love human pups!

Last night, while Mom and I were doing Walkies, the human pups wanted to pet me. Usually I get SO EXCITED about this that I start to pull and jump up and Mom makes me go home, but last night, when I saw the human pups, I sat down like a Good Boy immediately and wagged my tail. They came over and petted me, scritched me, and talked to me. It was AWESOME.

There's something to be said for being a Good Boy. But I still think I'll get up to a little mischief...

Sunday Snapshot - Sunshine Edition

2009-05-31T13:47:00.000-05:00

Wordless Wednesday

2009-05-27T09:20:00.001-05:00

Beckett, Decorator Extraordinaire

2009-05-26T08:42:00.003-05:00

Remember what my mom's craft room looked like a few days ago? It was a total mess. Time to whip Mom into shape.

Over the long weekend, I helped her clean.

I ran the labelmaker:

(click to embiggen)

I looked at paint chips and selected a new color for the walls, then delegated the work to Mom while I took a nap:

And where did I take a nap? On the new bedding ~~Mom~~ I found for the guest room:

Really pulls the room together, doesn't it?

I should get my own TV show, dontcha think?

Go Red Sox! Go Phyllies!

2009-05-22T17:53:00.002-05:00

Interleague play starts tonight. Generally, we are not big fans of this but we are excited for the Red Sox to play the Mets, since Mom grew up going to Mets games.

And since the dreaded Yankees are playing Khyra's Phyllies, naturally we are also cheering (khyheering?) for the Phyllies!

Helping Mom sew

2009-05-18T13:24:00.003-05:00

I help my Mom with lots of things. (Really, I'm not sure how she ever managed before I adopterated her.)

Today, I helped her sew.

She started making a smock a long time ago, but got discouraged when she tried it on and it was too small. But a few days ago she was cleaning out the craft room and found the almost-finished smock and tried it on again and now it fit! So today she decided to finish it by putting bias tape along the back, neck and armholes.

Here's the finished smock (well, it still needs a snap at the neck but Mom can't seem to find those in the M-E-S-S that is the craft room):

And here's a picture of BOTH of us:

I can explain.

2009-05-14T09:56:00.004-05:00

It was a furry big tornado that destroyed that pillow. It certainly wasn't me! I am the very model of Good Boy behavior. Right?!?!?

Wordless Wednesday

2009-05-13T07:41:00.000-05:00

Seasonal allergies & suspensions

2009-05-12T13:25:00.002-05:00

Where we live, there is lots of itch-inducing stuff called Pollen that floats around in the air before sticking to Mom's car and making it yellow. I am an allergy-prone pup, and this time of year tends to make my skin turn bright pink and sometimes I even get hot spots from being so itchy.

It's so bad that I've decided I like baths! I don't like the soaking or the rinsing, but the lathering with my special anti-itch shampoo feels so good, and I feel much less itchy when it's over.

Recently Mom found two hot spots on me, so she had to clean them off and now she's always spraying me with this stupid spray stuff. It makes them heal and feel better, but told me it's a steroid. I sure hope I don't get suspended for 50 games, like that Manny Ramirez guy. 50 GAMES?!?! That's like a TWO-HOUR suspension. How could I survive that?!?