hi folks

I'm famous. my friend kate and stef and brett came over the other day to give me belly rubs and take pictures. some of them are located here http://www.flickr.com/photos/enfuego/sets/72157594401111003/

for those of that you that want to see them.

the boy human is in a bad mood. he has been swearing at the dumberment and calling them all bad names. he did laugh when i was posing for the pictures but then he grumbles under his breath blah blah blah stupid bastards. hope they lose at hockey, blah blah dumb jerks. and things like that. my ears go back when he swears.
girl human agress with him and grumbles and then talks about skating and then pulls out her stinky skating stuff. youck it smells.
it's getting cold out. Happy Snow!!!

What's That Smell?

My girl human came home smelling weird. Like she had been playing with an odd animal. Almost like a dog, but somewhat rodent like. Small, with patchy hair and pigskin. I don't know what these animals are but it is suspicious that she came home one night smelling like this and then I haven't seen her in days. I hope the rat-dogs haven't taken her away somewhere.

Taggedy*

So a candidate for mayor of Anoka, Thomas Peterson , has tagged me as part of his campaign. Although being a Canuck prevents me from voting for him, which I would do as his policy on dealing with the catspiracy is choice, I can at least throw some support behind his campaign and answer 5 questions about my unique attributes....

1. Everything smaller than me that isn't a dog or human is prey. Cats, rabbits, birds, that thing that lives either behind the hot tub or near the composter and makes me go bonkers, fish, flies, mice that are outside of the house (I can't be bothered with the ones inside), frogs etc I have chased them all. Some with juicy success, others have only resulted in scratches and scoldings or weird tastes.

2. Being alone isn't for me. As long as I know a human is around, I'm fine. The one time I was left alone I broke out of the crate and tore at the deadbolt door frame until it opened. Then I waited outside until the boy human got home. When he left me alone with other dogs we did all kinds of bad stuff like eat candles. Now I get to go to Grandma's house every day. Sweet!

3. I like to wake my boy human up at the crack of dawn or even in the middle of the night. Not to mark my territory, just to get outside, and stay out. I would wake the girl human up but I doubt any amount of noise can rouse her from a sleep.

4. I'm not big on toys, I have all kinds but they are just not the biggest deal to me. However, if I find a half ripped, stinky, useless old tennis ball on one of my human walks or skates I just have to carry it home.

5. I have a penchant for expressing self love when I meet new and old friends that I really like. It's just what I do, if you don't like it, don't look at it. If you don't like it and you're a human, you are probably just jealous.

* The rules of tag are: I tell you blogtypes five odd or unique things about myself, and then tag five other bloggers. Hmm, 5 others...I'll get back to you about that...

The Dog House

It's been a while for a post. Please accept my apologies, I am still recovering from my ordeal. I did get to go back to the dog place one morning after all. I saw the furry things with horns on their heads and smelled lots of dogs inside the big building. My humans came inside again and brought my blanket for me to lie on in a little room. Then they poured me some food and closed the door. I didn't see them for 5 more sleeps. I think they tricked me - if this was supposed to be a vacation for me summer camp ain't all it's cracked up to be. The humans at the dog place weren't mean, and I didn't have to play with the other dogs, it just wasn't my regular routine or territory. In protest I didn't really eat for the whole time, I just waited outside in my mini yard for the car or anything else vaguely familiar to appear. I decided that I shouldn't wait any longer.

Then one morning I got led by the dog place human to another room, and moments later I heard my boy human and Grandma's voices. Holy crap did I do a lot of singing at the top of my lungs! Grandma was so excited to see me she was wearing her PJ bottoms....in the car!! I was so glad to get home and patrol the yard and check out my basement. After holding up the appearance of giving the humans the cold shoulder I stuck close to them, not letting them out of my sight until they went to sleep.

Corny

I got to visit a dog place this weekend. Not sure why. But there are many rooms and I could hear dogs in them. I even saw one in a big play pen in a field. In a separate pen there were some horses and some smaller animals with horns that I recognize from our living room walls. They look fun. I think I may also have smelled some juicy cats. The people at this place were very nice and really like huskies. Hope to visit them soon. The humans seem very busy moving stuff around, looking for stuff. Maybe we are going somewhere, I am excited.

I got corn for supper tonight. Yum.

Oh Oh

I think I am in trouble. My boy and girl human are grounded. You see the other day I was taking grandma out for a walk and I forgot I was with humans... Anyways this rabbit was near by and I wanted to eat him and grandma didn't let go of my leash and she fell. I felt bad because she wasn't getting up. After I sniffed around for a bit she found me and we went home. Another girl human came to visit and they left me alone outside. Do you believe that? They left me alone to go to the hospital. I have been to the hospital before and they let dogs in. I know because I saw grandpa there. Anyways my boy human came home and grandma was still at the hospital. Grandma came home 12 hours later when she came back and I gave her a big kiss. They are talking about an operation and I don't like that idea. When you have an operation they cut off your bits and bites...and nobody deserves that.

It's Thundering Out

It looks like rain so I made a lot of noise and my boy human brought me in. My paw is better and it's nice to be able to type again. This weekend wasn't too fun, my humans took me to PRIDE and Igot to see lots of people and a few dumb dogs. Man those drag queens, and there were a lot of them, yes they look pretty and stuff but what's all this diva shit. I'll listen to my humans punk rock stuff or even hockey before the divas. It all sounds like a wounded dog and I don't like that sound at all. On sunday my boy human kept telling me we were going to see grandpa. I haven't seen him for a long time and I miss him. Well we didn't see grandpa, instead we waited in a big park. There were some other people near by but my boy human was grumpy. He got mad when i peed on some weeds or something that he pulled from ground. Oh damn hockey is on soon. I better go downstairs so I don't have to listen to all the yelling.