It's Beckett's world - you just live in it.
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Monday, October 25, 2010
Thursday, October 21, 2010
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?
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
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?
Friday, September 17, 2010
|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!??!?!?!?
Monday, August 16, 2010
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.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
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?
Saturday, July 24, 2010
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!
Thursday, July 8, 2010
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!
Sunday, June 20, 2010
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!
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Saturday, May 1, 2010
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.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
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.
Friday, March 19, 2010
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!
Thursday, March 11, 2010
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?!?
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Sunday, February 28, 2010
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!
Sunday, February 21, 2010
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.
Monday, February 15, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
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!
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Sunday, February 7, 2010
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!
Thursday, February 4, 2010
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!
Monday, February 1, 2010
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!
Sunday, January 24, 2010
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.
Monday, January 18, 2010
Saturday, January 16, 2010
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.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Sunday, January 10, 2010
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.
Saturday, January 2, 2010
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!