Strike!

When I heard that my pal Minnow the pony learned how to play Baseball, I’m not gonna lie, I was pretty jealous. I figured the only way I could show him up was to take up a sport of my own – and do it way better.

So I give you, my first attempt at Bowling!

Yeah I know, pretty amazing huh? I need a little more practice, but I’m pretty certain I have NEVER seen Minnow bowl!

And on other more exciting news, TODAY IS MY SECOND BIRTHDAY! Mom said I have to wait until tonight to open my presents so that Dad can see me open them. Boo hoo! I guess I can wait a little longer….I’ll keep you all posted on the loot that I score!

Burrow to the Center of the Earth

Ok maybe I don’t want to burrow quite that far….there could be scary things. Just to be safe I think I’ll settle for burrowing into my new burrow bags from Doxiedelights!

Mom helped me pick out custom fabric, I think the birds are my favorite!

so cozy...

Check it out, it matches my collar!

Oh and fyi mom, I know my Birthday is tomorrow, but these don’t count as my gifts….on account that you gave them to me early! hehe.

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My Buddy and Me

This blog post will have you humming this song in no time! Everyone needs a buddy.

A few days ago I found my buddy in the mail. I was shocked when I saw they hadn’t poked any air holes for him!?

How you breathing in there buddy?

I’ll rescue you Buddy!

I’m not sure he can be resuscitated

Regardless, I love my new Buddy

My Buddy and Me

Thank you for my special friend! He will last until I decide to chew him up into tiny pieces. Then it will be time for a new Buddy to share my love with. Don’t judge me.

Attack of the Killer Laundry

This is no joke. I’m all for snuggling in a pile of clean laundry, heck I’ll even settle for DIRTY laundry. But when it starts to attach itself to my limbs, this is when I begin to draw the line. I’m keeping my eye on you laundry…..

Just minding my own business like a good pup

Where did you come from t-shirt?

Where did you come from sock?

Sigh.

Time to fight back

Low Rider

Low Rider. That’s me. I make even the coolest ride look cooler.

If you follow me on facebook, than you might know that my “ride” reached a milestone of 300,000 miles last week.

Seeing as how it’s my 2nd Birthday next week (October 5th)…I told mom that maybe it was time to upgrade the good old Chevy Tahoe. Now don’t get me wrong, me and the Tahoe have had some good times. It’s the first car I rode in!

And who can forget how cool the Tahoe is….I mean come on, check out those black-out windows. Do you know how many people I mooned while driving down the highway? Yeah, they didn’t know either – it’s a wonder even I could see out them windows. I certainly rode in style uniquely in that thing – you could hear it rumbling down the street a mile away, even Trooper knew when I was on my way to his house!

So a few days after the Tahoe’s milestone achievement we picked up my new ride.

Can you believe it? My parents bought me an ’04 Ford Expedition for my Birthday! woo hoo. Unfortunately I only have my learners permit.

So for now I’ll just have to settle for riding in the back seat….atleast I have my own window now!

Plenty of room for all my friends in this ride!

Dog Dreams

Doggie dreaming is the best. I mean where else can I live out my wildest fantasy like chasing and CATCHING groundhogs, or burying an eight foot bone? In my dreams I out-catch the World’s best Frisbee dog, win the race against a greyhound, out-eat a St. Bernard (although I can probably do this one without dreaming too), and herd sheep better than an Australian Shepherd. Oh and I can also reach the kitchen counter.

What can you do in your dreams?

 

Apple Sauce

Last Monday my pal Trooper came over and we made apple sauce! Ok, so I didn’t really make it per-say…but I did help collect apples from the tree in the back yard!

Apples are fine and dandy, but when are we going to plant a tree that grows bones? I’d gladly tend to that tree all by myself!

We have apple sauce!

Shoes

Shoes. They smell like stinky versions of our people and they taste even better. But this post isn’t about shoes – it’s about where those shoes go.

I mean duh I know my people have sensitive feet and require protective shoes (unlike my tough paws that can climb mountains), but I’m talking about where they go when they aren’t in use. At my house this is a big box. A big box with grassy stuff on the outside that I may or may not have chewed up when I was a pup. I won’t admit to anything!!

Anyway, while Trooper was hanging out at my house the other day, my mom decided to fix the unsightly shoe box. I was just thrilled that all the shoes ended up on the floor! I may or may not have tried to squeeze a few through my doggie door. I won’t admit to anything!!

ooooh, shoes!

I'm gonna blame it on Trooper. hehe

I'll TRY not to touch it this time! I mean Trooper did it!

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Rub-a-Dub

Rub-a-Dub Dub, there’s a Dachshund in the tub!

I’m no fool, I know the ladies like me smelling like sunshine! Now will someone please come turn the water on for me?

Please Help.

Are you going to make me have to give the crazy eyes?

Now I've had to revert to yelling!

Sigh. I guess I'll have to get my scrub on another day.

Off to find something stinky to roll in....just so someone HAS to give me a bath

In the Doghouse

No, I’m not grounded. Are you kidding? I’m a perfect angel ALL THE TIME, most of the time, sometimes. *wink* *wink*

Actually though, I am in the Doghouse. Doghouse Burgers that is. Yeah I know, coolest name EVER! And the best part is that Doghouse Burgers is located just across the street from my mom’s shop in town. So when I’m being an extra perfect Angel, mom sometimes takes me over there for dinner. And if I’m really really good, I even get a taste of the best burgers in town. yum yum

Is my meal ready yet?

I think I’m gonna need a doggie bag

P.S. they also have hot dogs. But don’t worry, they aren’t made from cute weiner dogs, I checked.