Happy Halloween!

Trick or treat!

Oh the humiliation...

Glitch!

Ok, in case you haven't noticed, my mom changed my blog around just a little bit (snickers). In the process she inadvertantly deleted ALL my Doggone Good Blogs and my Awards! She spent half the night last night re-doing my Doggone Good Blogs from memory. If we've forgotten anyone PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE let me know! Also, the awards... She's going to TRY to get them all back on today because they mean soooooo much to us but in case she can't research who gave them to us, please don't be shy, let us know. I don't think I'm going to let her mess around with my blog again... It is her job to type my posts for me cause I'm all paws. Do you like the new look? My mom says it hurts her eyes but I like it cause it SCREAMS "This is a DOG's blog!"

Office Visitors

My mom's regular visitor from the office upstairs from her, Bucket Head (aka Hampton).
Bucket Head's apprentice, Jack. Teaching the new pup the ways of the hunt...

The 3 Amigos!

Me, Ziggy, Libby and Dad (the one who trained us to beg SO WELL!)

This is ME to a Tee!

Ben the Rotti posted his horrorscope so I thought I would go check out mine at K9 Horoscopes. Here it is:

LEO (My barkday is August 13th)

In his own eyes, the Leo K9, must be top dog in his own pack. He likes to be seen as a leader. He is not aggressive but assertive, he enjoys the mantle of protector, guardian and walking burglar alarm. If you can strike a happy medium where Leo dog does as he's told but still feels important then you will have an enviable dog-person relationship. Rather than adoration, Leo dog loves to be respected. He appreciates his role within the family unit and hopes that you appreciate him too. He often has a very high opinion of himself and can cause quite a fuss if he feels he is being ignored. Never give in to a young Leo dog. He will look on you as a push over he if you succumb to his every whim. Make him earn your respect by showing him he is an appreciated and much loved part of the family but what you say around the house - goes!

Everybody knows I am the King of my dawg house. Though this horrorscope is spot-on, I don't know about the never giving in stuff! Go see yours!

Over-Excited

My mom has been away for a few days visiting Leah for Parent's Weekend at West Virginia University. She got home last night at the stroke of midnight, lucky for her or the Mini may have turned into a pumpkin. I was so overly excited to see her that I went into a very bad reverse-sneezing fit . She finally helped me to calm down by taking me out into the brisk night air for a few deep breaths. Mom went to bed right away but had some difficulty getting to sleep because she had a couple of energy drinks on her long drive home. I snuggled in next to her to help her calm down. My stomach was a little upset and I guess I had a little puking problem during the night because my mom woke up this morning with her hand in my puke. She's a good mom though, she didn't get mad at me and even brought me to work with her today. I feel fine and am enjoying lying on my mom's lap right now. I'm so glad she's home...

She's Movin' On Up to the East Side...

to a de-luxe "estate"...Yes, Chip the chicken has turned her beak up at middle-class life and is now rubbing wings with the upper crust chickens of Southampton. When Bunny died a while back my mom started worrying about how Chip would handle being the sole chicken in our family, especially with winter on the near horizon. Though her little coop was warmed with a heat lamp, winters can be very harsh for a chicken alone. So this morning my mom loaded Chip into the Mini and brought her to the beautiful estate of one of my mom's favorite people. My mom has never actually met the owner but he loves animals and treats them like royalty so that's good enough for her! Mom knows the caretaker and they've been talking about Chip moving in for the last couple of months. Chip was greeted with the clucks of about 20 or so chickens of all different shapes, sizes and colors. She moved right on in and never looked back! Though we're all going to miss Chip, we're so happy that she's got so many new friends to hang out with! Enjoy being a pampered chicken Chip!

Max the Airedale

Judy told my mom a story she heard today about an Airedale Terrier named Max from Coventry, Rhode Island. Max and his human, Bill, got into a car accident in Connecticut about 45 miles away from their home. Max ran into the woods and no one was able to find him but he managed to find his own way home after 3 weeks! It's an amazing story that illustrates the intelligence of dawgs as a whole and airedales in particular! Because I have so many airedale friends, I just had to share this "aire" story with everyone. Enjoy :)

Say It Isn't So!

Earlier this week my mom walked into the "shop" in our back yard to feed Cowboy, Elvis and Patsy and she was SHOCKED to find 4 more kittens in there! Yes, 4! She managed to catch one orange kitten then sat there while wondering what the heck she was going to do with it (she actually used many HBO words to colorfully describe what she was thinking about the whole situation but since my blog is G-Rated I will just say heck). She spied the cooler but it was wet inside so ended up bringing the kitten in the house and putting it in her BIG bathtub.

She went back out and caught a 2nd orange kitten and added him to the tub too. She put towels, a bed, wee wee pads and food and water in there, closed the door and left for work. She called my dad to tell him what she found, using more HBO words. When my dad got home he caught the other two kittens and added them to the tub.

The next day my human sister Jessie came and took the kittens to our Town animal shelter (no-kill). They said we have to catch the mother but my mom has tried and tried and tried. These kittens were about 4 weeks old so we're very hopeful that they will be adopted and have very good lives. If you live near us and would like a kitten, they're fat and cute!

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