We Missed the Pawty !?!

Ok. So now we're really mad at dogmom. I mean, come on, dogs!

We intended to go to the Dogs with Blogs worldwide Wine and Cheese Pawty. We planned it. We pawed it on the calendar so dogmom wouldn't forget.

And, ya know what?

She forgot anyways. She like stayed away from the computer all night. Can you believe it? She never does that!

Ok. So, never mind that we went for lots of walks and played ball and went to the pet wash and took more walks and played outside and went for rides in the car and played ball and went for more walks and went to the bark park and...

We still missed the pawty. How long should we stay mad at her, huh?

Wuf Ya!

Wow! What A Day!

We had a really good day today!

First, we actually slept in ... Till 6:00! (Dogmom was so impressed!)

Then, we spent lots of time outside ... It was 80 degrees in Minnesota!

And then, we met our neighbor, Sam. He was really nice. And we hardly barked at his kids at all. Even when dogmom gave them some treats!

Now we're waiting for dogmom to hurry up and take us to the pet wash in Savage for a bath.

Wuf Ya!
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Fun Fried-day?

We're fried. Exhausted. Tired.

We walked Randi down the back trail yesterday instead of down the sidewalk in the neighborhood. She wasn't walking fast enough or in the directions that Opie and I wanted to walk, so we essentially tugged her down the trail for 20 minutes.

And then we did our business and dragged her back home.

At least that's what she wrote in her note to dogmom. See, she writes a note every time she comes. They're in cahoots, I tell ya. We never know what she's writing. And, we can't read it -- um, not because we can't read... but because she leaves the note on the book on top the counter and we can't SEE it.

Well... then when dogmom came home, she read the note. And she got that funny tone on her voice like, you know, the noises the parents make on the Charlie Brown shows. Yup. I know you dogs know what I'm talking about.

So, dogmom takes us outside on our leashes. And, she starts down the trail. And, we're thinking, "Yay! We getta go on the trail!," ya know? Well. Hardly. Dogmom started in on this whole, "No tugging!" thing... and kept stopping... or, worse yet, stopping and turning around and going the other way. What's that all about? Geesh. We hate it when she does that.

So, we didn't actually get to walk down the trail. We walked the same unsmelly 50 feet back-and-forth, back-and-forth, back and forth. After 20 or 30 minutes or so, she said we weren't behaving and you know what she did? Huh, do ya?

She took us back inside! Hmmmmppphhh!

(Wuf Ya!)

Recycled Pet Food?

(We'll write today so the humans can understand, ok dogs? Short, concise sentences, just this once.)

Meet Pat.

(Did you know dogmom's name is a variant of Pat?)

Pat works with dogmom.

(If you can call enjoying what you do W-O-R-K!)

Pat edits the newspaper.

(Anybody heard of the Shakopee Valley News?)

And Pat writes, too.

(Dogmom tries to get him to write more about dogs.)

Pat has a dog, a Yorkie named "Angel."
(Dogmom says she's adorable, but we can't meet her cuz we'd probably mistake her for a small furry animal and try to eat her.)

This is Pat.

Pat is standing in dogmom's office.

Sometimes, Pat and dogmom talk about lunch. What to eat... where to go...
(Silly humans... why don't they just eat what's in their bowls?)

Dogmom likes to eat lunch at restaurants; Pat likes to eat lunch at his desk.

Till today...

Pat thinks he found out what they did with all that recalled pet food...

Maybe Pat will start to eat out more now.

Wuf Ya!

It's So Exhausting!

Dogmom says we're crazy dogs. She says that we have to relearn how to live with animals and people and green grass and trees and stuff. Cuz apparently we forgot over the winter.

There's just so much going on; it's so exhausting to keep up with it all, ya know?

I mean, all this new green grass is coming in outside our door. We just gotta try to eat it. Even with two of us, it's so hard to keep up!

And then, these birds keep tormenting us. First, it was the big fat robins. Now, the crows are here and they just keep sitting in our tree. I mean, geesh. We only have one... and now we're actually supposed to share it with the birds? What's up with that? We're really busy trying to eat all the grass; how are we supposed to keep track of the birds in the trees?

And, then, the geese decided to invade the wetlands behind the house. Dogmom was too slow with the camera, so she only got a picture of three of them. But, man, we have to keep the grass trimmed low, and keep the crows out of the tree, and now, we're supposed to put up with geese in the wetlands? Come on! And, don't even get me started on all the squirrels and the gophers and the mice out there!

Oh, and just to add one more thing to try to keep track of... LOOK! There's a new dog next door! Well, actually, there's another twinhome in between us, but look at this beautiful girl.

We haven't met her yet, but dogmom did and she thought she was really a sweet girl. We'll keep you posted.

But first, we have to go take a nap now. We're exhausted!
Wuf Ya!

What Breed of Dog is Your Human?

Welcome to Friday Fun Day... which means we don't have anything specific to bark about, so we're making something up or stealing from somedog else...

That, and we're STILL waiting to find out what breed Opie is.

Dogmom has had this link in her arsenal for a long time... help your human(s) to figure out how to take the quiz and post your findings in our comments section. We wanna see what kind of dogs you're all living with.

Our dogmom is a Great Dane. Here's the link:

discover your dog breed @ quiz meme

What's your human?
Wuf Ya!

Taxing Questions

Ok. Being dogs, we don't understand this whole human fascination with all things money. I mean, what do they need it for anyways? Opie and I don't have any money and it doesn't bother us any. In fact, what we find of dogmom's doesn't smell edible or even chewable for that matter...

It's tax day in the US. When humans seem to have to settle up with the government in terms of how much money they have versus how much money the government thinks they should have and how much our human counterparts should keep.

The silliness of this whole concept from a dogs' eye view... well, we think some changes should be made based on what we hear the humans talking about...

• For example... did you know that humans seem to be penalized if they're healthy like our dogmom? Since she doesn't spend an exhorbitant amount at the doctor... she doesn't get a deduction for it, whatever that is. She never comes even close to the amount she needs to spend on medical stuff to get the deduction. She thought she'd be close this year. Never mind that last year we hurt her back and she still needs to go to a chiropractor... or that she tore some stuff in her knee and had to go to the MRI machine and physical therapy... or that she's allergic to us... since the amount she spent last year was only 7.3% instead of 7.5% of her incoming dollars (a difference of less than $150) ... she doesn't get to count it. What's up with that?
• Also, she spent even more on Opie and me at the doctors than she did on herself. Doesn't count. Not a penny. What's up with that?
• And, why is it that the people with the most money get the most deductions so that they end up paying less than everybody else. Hmmm... what's up with that?
• And, don't even get us started on the whole singles-get-to-pay-more-than-married-people-thing...

Maybe our humans should just convert over to our dog economy... and we'll make the birds and the squirrels make all the money... there's so many more of them anyways.

Whaddayall think?

Wuf Ya!

Dogs Outside Sunbathing in MN!

Yo Dawgs! Opie here!

It's warm outside! It's warm outside!

So, we're very busy working on our tans...

I learned a new trick this week. Dogmom bought a couple of those jingle bells and tied them to a shoestring on the door. Seems like she wants me to hit the bells with my paw if I want to go outside. (Duh!)


Uh-oh... dogmom's calling us... Maybe if we don't look at her, we won't really have to go back in... See?

Hmmm-dee-dum-dee-hmmm-hmmm... We can't hear what we can't see!

Wuf Ya! - Opie

Comments for Dr. Kate

We're very sad today. Cuz Dogmom is sad today. Cuz Dr. Kate is very very sad today.

Dr. Kate Knutson is the doggie dentist that fixed our teeth last year. You remember... when both Opie and I each broke off a canine tooth the same day? Dr. Kate fixed them both... and then I broke mine again and she fixed it again. Remember?

She's at Pet Crossing Animal and Dental Hospital in Bloomington, MN. www.petcrossing.com. It's a special place!

Anyway, we wuf Dr. Kate. We don't hold any grudges about her fixing our teeth. They feel a lot better now than they did before, that's for sure. I mean, Opie actually eats his food instead of just nibbling at it. (Though I still beat him done!)

Anyways... Dr. Kate had to put down one of her bestest animal friends, "Spidey" the cat. Spidey is to Dr. Kate what Floppy was to dogmom. That one-in-a-million-bestest-friend-totally-understanding-and-understandable-pet. You know the kind. The kind that we all strive to be...

But some animals and humans just click in that special way and there's no fighting it or trying to horne in on it. I'd like to think dogmom and me are getting there and Opie's just "the other dog," ya know?

Anyways... dogmom said we could try to collect some comments that will help Dr. Kate to maybe not miss Spidey so much... or at least to let her know that all our dogblogging buddies understand and are sad when somebody special like her is so sad.

We'll get things started: "Dr. Kate, we're so sorry that you had to help Spidey over the rainbow bridge. I had to help my doggie siblings and Opie, well, he's a dope, and dogmom still misses the Flopster dog. Anyway... if you want to share some Spidey stories with us that remember all the bestest things about her... we're listening. We wuf ya and are sending lots of goofy and dopey vibes... can ya feel 'em?"

Will everybody leave a comment for Dr. Kate? Dogmom will collect them and send them to her in a pretty package. Thanks!
Wuf Ya!

The Creation of DOG

Dogmom said we could reprint this poem in the singles newsletter from the Westwood Community Church in Chanhassen, MN. She has many friends who attend that church... and sometimes when she doesn't feel like being in the company of dogs (we don't understand that at all...), she participates in some of their singles events. Anyways, here's the poem...

THE CREATION
Author Unknown

When God had made the earth and sky
the flowers and the trees,
He then made all the animals
the fish, the birds and bees.

And when at last He'd finished
not one was quite the same.
He said, "I'll walk the world of mine
and give each one a name."

And so he traveled far and wide
and everywhere he went,
a little creature followed him
until its strength was spent.

When all were named upon the earth
and in the sky and sea,
the little creature said "Dear Lord,
there's not one left for me."

Kindly the Father said to him
I've left you to the end.
I've turned my own name back to front
and called you DOG, My friend."

That just about says it all, doesn't it?
Wuf Ya!

Robins, Fights, Snows... What the...?

Dogmom says it must be the weather. Either that or something about full moons and weredogs... although the full moon is way past us...

First, yesterday morning, we got this picture of the robins that live in the trees behind our house, by the wetlands...

Have you ever seen such fat robins? Dogmom said she doesn't think she has...

Then, when dogmom came home from work, Opie and eye (you'll see in a minute why I didn't say "I"), well, um, we kinda got in a little bit of a fight.

Not a real fight, really, just the little kind that lasts a couple of seconds... (Of course, it might have lasted longer if dogmom didn't reach in and grab us by the necks and pick us up off the ground and pretend like she was flying like an airplane... even though she was really standing still. But, you know how humans raise their arms straight out? Yeah, she was doing that.)

Anyways, Opie kind of got me in the eye. It was bleeding a little bit, but not too bad. See?

This morning it was a little puffy, but it wasn't oozing any gunk or anything like that. Dogmom seemed to think it will be ok... I kinda hoped I'd get some more attention from it so I tried to milk it some more...

Anyways... as if the robins and the fight weren't enough... Here's what we found when we looked outside the patio door this morning:

Doesn't the sky realize that it's APRIL and it's SPRING? Geesh... we really gotta work on convincing dogmom to move back to Arizona!

Wuf Ya!

Meet Daffy-Cat

Hi. We didn't actually get to meet Daffy-cat yet... but Dogmom did and she said we would like her a lot. (I'm not so sure... cats kind of give me the willies... but Opie seems to like them. 'Course, we know he's not quite 100% dog.)

Anyways, Daffodil (aka Daffy) owns our cousin Kristin. You met Kristen before. She came over one day when Uncle Matt came. Remember? They ate dinner with dogmom and then Kristin stayed and watched a movie with us. We like Kristin.

Oops... got off track there again. Happens when I get excited, you know? Anyways, Daffy is Kristin's cat. Or, is it that Kristin is Daffy's human? I don't remember. In any case, isn't she almost as pretty as a cat would be if that cat were a dog?

See, she even drinks out of strange receptacles... so, maybe she's not such a bad cat after all and we could make her an honorary dog. Whatcha think?

Dogmom said that's not a strange receptacle... she said it's a vase that she made in pottery class and gave to cousin Kristin!

Wuf Ya!

More Barkday Prezzants!

DogMom said she didn't forget our barkdays. She said she ordered us each a special prezzant. But, we were beginning to wonder, 'cuz we didn't see any packages arrive besides the one that Butchy and Snickers sent us. So, we thought she forgot and that now she owes us big time, ya know?

I mean, we should get more than one extra-big-liver-filled-retriever-roll and Haleigh treats and peanut butter and apples and carrots, too, doncha think? Huh, dogs?

Well, there was a package in the mail again yesterday. And, it smelled like Butchy and Snickers again. And, it looked like it had our name on it instead of dogmom's. So, we were really planning to milk this, ya know? Cuz Butchy and Snickers remembered our barkday TWO times and dogmom obviously forgot. I mean, come on.

Anyways, Dogmom said that her prezzant was here. Turns out, she ordered us each a shirt from Butchy and Snickers mom. Hmmmph. We're not sure we believe that story. But, anyways, we like our new shirts! Especially when we're sitting on the sofa and watching "Survivor."

See, they have really cool fabric! It says "Canine Survival" and has pictures of dogs goofing off in the woods... hanging off vines and wagging their tongues when they run and stuff. Dogmom thinks it looks like Opie and me on the fabric.

Anyways, we each got a new shirt that Butchy and Snickers mom made for us out of this cool fabric. Dogmom said that now we can be dressed up for Easter.

Opie likes to wear his, cuz it keeps him warmer (it's freezing outside still in MN). I like to wear mine because he's wearing his and he shouldn't get all the fun!

Wuf Ya! Happy Easter!

Still Waiting For DNA Results...

If you've been reading our blog for a while, you already know that Opie and I aren't very good at waiting. Dogmom keeps trying to get us to "Wait" and sit still while she walks away or goes outside or opens the door or whatever else she thinks up to do to torment us.

But, we're not very good at it. Sometimes, I just lay down and look at her 'cuz I know she's gonna do one of her misguided "I'll pretend to do something else" things while we sit there and wonder if she realizes just how ridiculous she looks and sounds. With the "uhnt" and the "hmmm" and the "sssssss" and the "uh-uh" noises.

Anyways... we're still waiting to find out what breeds are in the Dopester. Geesh. Four weeks is like a lifetime in dog years, isn't it?

You can still vote for the contest. Click the button at the top left of our blog to see pictures and the other button to go to the survey .

Oh, yeah, forgot to tell ya... Dogmom has figured out the prize will be a gift basket of treats and toys (not ours, of course) and stuff. We'll try to sneak a picture of it this weekend... but she has it hiding in the closet so we don't dig in it.

Did I mention I hate waiting for stuff?
Wuf Ya!

April Snow?

We're thinking we need to tell Dogmom to move back to Arizona... we didn't have this stuff outside... well, once we did... but we definitely didn't have it in April!

Wuf Ya!

Barkday Prezzants!

Dogmom was so excited when she came home last night. I mean, moreso than usual, ya know? She's usually happy to see us and all; but sometimes she's looking to see if we were good boyz or not and doesn't share our enthusiasm. Know what we mean?

Anyways, DogMom dropped one of her paper things when she came in the door last night. Opie went to look at it... I told him he better stay away cuz he was going to get in trouble...

Of course, Opie doesn't listen... 'specially to me ... and he just stood there and looked at dogmom.

Dogmom didn't seem upset and said it was ok, so I went to check it out, too. She said it has our name on it so she's not supposed to open it. See how I don't really believe her?

Anyways, we opened it. There was a plastic bag in it, so dogmom took it away from us, but only for a minute. She let us smell the paper. And then she opened the plastic bag.

TREATS! WE THINK IT SOUNDS LIKE TREATS!

Dogmom said it wasn't treats to eat. She called it Prezzants. Prezzants from Butchy and Snickers and their dogmom. We sat and waited patiently, cuz we didn't have any idea whatsoever what she was talking about...

Then, she showed us! We got new bandannas! She put them on us and we were very excited... We smelled them.

I tried to show mine off to the neighbor dogs, but alas, nobody was outside.

We both posed for this picture so that we could show Butchy and Snickers and their dogmom how very handsome we look in our new bandannas!

Then dogmom said we were dressed for dinner... so we chowed!
Thanks, Butchy and Snickers for our cool new bandannas! We can't wait to show them to Randi when she comes to take us for a walk today. Then the whole neighborhood will see them too!

(If you'd like one of these cool bandannas, email Butchy and Snickers dogmom by clicking here! Or, you could go directly to their auction site and see if you can find something else you'd like...SnitchyBug Dog Designs!)

Wuf Ya!

We're Seniors!

Dogmom says since our birthdays were yesterday that we're officially seniors. We're seven years old.

We're not sure what that means, cuz we feel the same... we even had a "tear-about-the-house-like-crazy-dogs" moment or two yesterday.

Dogmom just gets out of the way when we do that... cuz last time she didn't we hurt her knee. Anyways... we go full-speed-ahead-and-sideways for about thirty seconds at a time... then we stop and look at each other and at dogmom and do it again ... and again... and again...

Then we lay down and take a nap.

Dogmom says we're weirdogs. Do you guys do this?

Wuf Ya!

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