New Trial; Same Outcome

Well... that "Opie and me sure aren't going to have any fun for a couple of days" statement didn't stick in Dopey Opie's head very well. He's back in jail today for pulling another treat jug off the shelf, gnawing it open and eating all the treats inside. He only let me have a couple. That's okay with me, cuz I saw the box when mom brought them in and they were the low-fat, diet cookies -- not the really good cookies.

Anyway, mom saw the jar when she came in and just gave us "the look." You know the one... the one that makes you feel guilty even if you didn't do anything bad yet. Yeah, that one. Then she said she'd be able to tell who was guilty even though we weren't talkin.

I don't know how she figured out it was Opie. But she did. She kept calling him "Poopy Oopie" on our walk in the rain. He did seem to poop a lot. I think he stopped five times. He really has to get more organized about that.

Anyway, I get to lay on the floor and the couch today, but Opie's back in jail. At least until Randi comes, mom said. I hope so. It's boring around here when he's in jail.

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Got Out of Jail Free (?)

Whew! Thanks, everybody, for emailing DogMom and posting comments about our jail experience. It must have worked, cuz mom let us out last night when she came home and everything seems to be back to normal now. Well, sort of. Opie and me sure aren't going to have any fun for a couple of days. At least I'm not! I don't want to go back to jail again.

Hey, Tosca! We're glad we metcha. Sounds like your dogmom and ours think a lot alike. She calls our jail crate our "room" too. It seems to be a multi-purpose room to me. When we're being good and doing our tricks, sometimes she tells us to go in our room and then lets us come right back out. When company comes, we usually have to go to our room and can't jump on them, at least at first we can't. When she's cleaning with the big green monster, sometimes I go in just cuz I feel safer there. (For some reason, she never goes inside with the big green monster.) And, of course, when we're in trouble, we have to go in.

Anyway, I like it in there. Opie not so much. I think he was spoiled before he came to live with us and had his own room. He doesn't like to be in there with me. If he's in by himself, he seems to like it. But he doesn't relax when he's in there with me. What a dope.

Anyway, hope we don't have to go back to jail for a while. It's more fun to lay around on the furniture!

Wuf Ya!

We Need Jail Bail!

Um, sorry we didn't post yesterday... um, well, um, we were kind of preoccupied; yeah, that's it, preoccupied.

Sometimes when we have the most fun, DogMom seems to get the most upset with us. This was one of those times. We were just playing and having fun. And then we found out that mom's new warm-and-cuddle blanket had BIRDs (!) inside. Well, really, we didn't actually find any birds. By the time we finished looking, we figured out there were only feathers inside. But boy did we look hard!

Anyway... it was okay when mom first got home. We did our normal run and jump and play thing and then went for our walk and did our business. We tried to tell mom how much fun we had... she just kept saying, "You guys are wild boys today!"

We got especially excited when she started to go upstairs. But, boy, that didn't last very long... she wasn't nearly as excited about our game as we were. I think she was upset that there weren't any birds inside her blanket and there were only feathers. Yeah, that must be it.

Anyway... we're in jail now. Can you help us with bail?
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Yea! It's Rest Day!

Whew! DogMom got up and did that routine... you know the one... where she gets dressed up in clothes we aren't allowed to jump on. We're really glad about that today. Cuz it means she'll be gone for a while wherever it is she goes during the day on these days.

See, it was an exhausting weekend. We walked and walked and walked. And mom, she kept getting out the big green monster and then moving furniture around. (That makes Opie really nervous!) And then she got out the other big noisy monster and made the carpets all wet. And then we went for another walk and then she put the furniture back, but not where it was before. (And that makes Opie really really nervous!)

Anyway, the house smells funny now. Doesn't smell like Opie and me anymore. So, we're glad that mom is taking the day off from playing with us so we can lay around everywhere and get our smells back in the carpet!

Not to mention the fact that all those walks and dodging the big green monster are totally exhausting!

(If you don't know what the "big green monster" is, check out the posting from August 15, 2006.)
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High on Treats

Yum!

We noticed that DogMom's been a little stingy handing out the "special treats" and biscuits lately. I think she gets busy and forgets sometimes. Opie's usually pretty good at staring at her and making her remember eventually. He sits in front of the treat shelf and looks up. If she doesn't notice him for a while, he starts talking again.

Anyway, while she was away yesterday, we decided to just help ourselves. See, Opie's a really good jumper. It didn't really deter us that the treats were up high on top of the shelf that's as tall as the cold-storage thing that holds most of the people food.

He had to jump a few times, but eventually, he hit the shelf just right and the treat jar came bumbling down. It bounced a couple of times, but was heavy since it was full.

Then, it took us a while to gnaw off the lid. It was one of those tricky ones that is easy for humans but really hard for dogs cuz we can't grab and turn something with our paws. But, man, once we got the lid off it was pure, heavenly gluttony. Our tummies were really full.

We left two treats in the jar so DogMom could give them to us when she got home. Funny, she didn't seem overly impressed by that. Something about eating a whole gallon and thinking we should get MORE.

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Snakes on a Rug

Come on, Opie! Get it! Get it!
No, run away! Run away!

Sneak up on it and grab it in your teeth and shake it!
Let me show you how... like this! Kill it! Shake it! Kill it!
No, run away! Run away and hide from it!

Toss it in the air and run after it!
No, run away!

Take it to DogMom and let her toss it in the air so you can catch it.

Hmmm... now THAT looks like fun! Can I play now?

Sure you can! Mom got us new toys! She calls them snakes. They are long and skinny tubes and have two little round eyes and a red tongue... Well, anyway, they did when she first pulled them out of the bag.

Now, they don't have any eyes or any tongues... but they are still just as much fun!

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Staring Into Space

Sometimes, Opie and me just lay around and stare into space.

It could be for just a few minutes, or it could be for hours. Depends.

Usually, Opie stares at you when he wants something. Like if he stares hard enough and long enough, you'll eventually read his mind and figure out what he wants. If you take too long, he starts talkin to you. Not really talkin... with words or anything... he sounds more like the parents sound in Charlie Brown movies. You know what I mean... the wah-wah, wah wah wah wah sounds.

With me, it's usually because DogMom asks me to do something I don't particularly want to do. Or maybe I'm just being lazy and it's too much effort to get up right then.



Do you ever do this?

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Bark Park! (Revisited)

So, a bunch of people asked mom how she got so many good shots of us at the bark park on Sunday. It's just that both Opie and me are so very photogenic! Especially Opie, but good thing for me that he's so afraid of the camera.

Anyway, not all of the pictures turned out... here a a few... some of which Opie and I wish DogMom didn't include, but she's the boss of us.



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Bark Park!

Ok, so you call them off-leash areas here. But we grew up knowing them as bark parks, cuz that's what they're called in Arizona. You have to admit, bark park sounds like a whole lot more fun!

We love it at the bark park. We like it better when other dogs are there, but we went really early Sunday morning and I don't think it was really the bark park, I think it was the people park. Oh well, we got to run and play and that's the important thing!



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Picked Up at Dog Pad

We're so happy when we stay at Dog Pad. Here's what we look and act like when mom comes to pick us up at Dog Pad after she's been away... We're really excited to see her!












And, here's what we look like for two days after we get home...


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Zzzzzzzzzzzzz

Whew! We were especially exhausted when we got home from Dog Pad this time. Pretty much we need about four hours of sleep after we get home for every day we stayed there. Since we were there five days, we'll be back to our usual selves sometime this afternoon, given that mom picked us up Tuesday afternoon.

It was so much fun! Aubrey is great! She played with us and fed us and took care of us so that Tory could go hunting with Mike and her dogs. Opie played hide and seek with Aubrey... well, it was more seek than hide... since he's not real good at hiding, but he's really really good at making people look for him.

I really like Aubrey... which, as you know, is saying something because most people scare the bejeebees out of me until I've been around them for a long time. But I was really happy, too, when Tory came back. Dog Pad is my favorite place besides home.

Mom said she'd put up some pictures as soon as she gets them out of the little box she points at us that makes a light flash. Don't know why they get stuck in there...

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Mom's Locked Out!

I just don't get it. Mom took us out for a long walk this morning at 6:00 a.m. and then fed us like she always does. But then, she said she was takin' out the garbage and she didn't come back in... and she didn't come back in... and she didn't come back in.

I heard her wiggling the door. And then she walked to the back door and wiggled it. And then she went in the garage. But she wouldn't come in. I just don't get it.

Opie was being really good. He sat down and looked at her. He laid down. I did, too. But she still wouldn't come in.

Then, finally, at around 9:30 a.m., I heard Randi's car in the driveway. It seemed too early for Randi to come for a walk, but I'm sure it was her car. But Randi didn't come in, mom did. And then she took that little metal thing back out to Randi in her car.

I just don't get it.
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Bella's Puppies!

Look how much they've grown! There are only a couple left... so if you want one of these pretty pups, send us an email at dogsayeview@aol.com!

(Sorry they're so shy and won't show their faces... only their tails.)


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Why Kids are Better Than Dogs

I like yesterday's post a whole lot better, but DogMom made me write this one too. Something about fair play. (Now, Opie and I really don't think kids are better than dogs, but mom is making me do this and she controls the food.) So, here goes... Why are kids better than dogs?

• Most kids evenutally grow up and move out.
• Chances are better that kids will take care of you when you're old; dogs probably won't.
• They develop thoughts, feelings, and minds of their own. (Ok... maybe that one's a tie.)
• The older ones can learn to take care of the younger ones. (Ok, that's a tie, too.)
• Kids do chores; dogs make chores.
• You can occupy kids for hours with an electronic baby-sitter.

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Why Dogs Are Better Than Kids

Of course, I wouldn't be biased or anything, but there are a number of reasons why dogs are better than kids in MY view.

• We generally sit, lay down, come and roll over on demand.
• We're not very picky eaters.
• When we misbehave, nobody looks at you funny if you lock us in a crate for a while.
• Leashes are encouraged when we're out in public.
• When was the last time you saw a kid begging for stale cookie? (Ok... maybe that one's a tie.)
• You can leave us alone all day even if we're younger than 10 years old.
• We're ALWAYS happy to see you when you get home.
• We don't require electronic toys to be happy and occupied for hours.
• After loving, training, feeding and raising us for 18 years, you don't have to pay for college!

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It's All in a Name

Betcha think Opie and me got our names because mom liked the Andy Griffith Show growing up. Well, she did grow up in a town just like Mayberry, RFD. And, the sherriff's name really was Andy in Blakeslee at the time... although it was Andy Muehlfeld, not Taylor. And the deputy kinda looked and acted like Barney Fife. And I think Siti (mom's mom) was really Aunt Bea, although everybody called her Aunt Louise for some reason. And there was a little service station (Bob's Service), and a corner diner (Sam's Place), and a barber shop (Joe's)... and they all stared when strangers came to town and all that.

But, really, our names started off as puns. See, when I was really little and first came to live with our DogMom, I was a scared little puppy. Everything was scary... trash cans and lights that went on and off and shoes, especially. And, I wasn't the healthiest specimen of a dog, like I am now.

So mom called me "Go More" cuz I always had to go more than what I initially went when I went out. I'd go out, do my business and come back in. But a few seconds later, I had to go out again and finish. "Go More" became Gomer. Simple enough, right?

So, I'm sure you're smart enough now to figure out where the name "Opie" comes from. Opie's kind of absent minded and easily distracted. So, he'd go outside to do his business and just stand there like a dope (thus, Dopey Opie was born). And, finally, after an extended period of time, the light bulb would go on and he'd remember why he went outside... "Oh, ... pee!" It always took so long, that his name stuck, too.

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I Know My DogMom Loves Me Cuz...

K everybody. It's your turn to comment. Opie 'n I'll fill in the blank, but we want to know what your pet is thinking too. How do you know that they know that you love 'em?

We know our DogMom love us cuz...

• She lets us sleep on the bed if we want.
• There is always dog food in the house, but not always people food.
• She has Randi come and take us for a walk when she's at work.
• She takes us to Dog Pad(!) when she's gone for a long time.
• She makes us take our medicine and then gives us a treat afterward.
• She walks us EVERY day.
• She tells us so.

What would your pet(s) say? Please tell us by posting a comment!

Wuf ya!

Opie = Odie?

Did you see the Garfield comic strip in the paper yesterday? I think that Opie leads a secret life as Odie in that comic strip. Does anybody besides me see the resemblance?

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New Beds!

Mom brought in a big box when she came home from whereever it is she goes during the day. She acted excited and said "Your new beds are here!" So, Opie and I ran around in circles and were excited, too.

She took the box upstairs and opened it and pulled out two great big pillows. I think they're red, but Opie says they're purple. Anyway, she put one in the corner and told Opie to look and come lay on his new bed. He just stood there like a dope and stared at her. So I started to lay on it.

But she said "Uh-uh" and picked up the other one and put it in the other corner. She laughed and laughed when I tried to lay on it. Cuz I kept falling off of it. Every time I rolled over, the pillow popped up and I fell off. Then I'd lay on it and try to roll over and the pillow popped up and I fell off. I just couldn't seem to stay on it.

Meanwhile, Opie decided to pick his up in his teeth and carry it. Mom was laughing really hard. I don't know why... Opie was having real problems carrying his bed. I don't think she should have laughed at him. He kept trying to carry it and kept tripping over it; it's as big as he is! Then, he tried to jump with it. Mom was laughing really hard now. I just kept looking at her.

Finally, Opie jumped up on mom's bed with his new bed in his mouth and dragged the rest of it up. When he got it all up there, he laid down on it. (I wonder why he didn't roll off; maybe because it was up high on her bed?) Anyway, mom said we were goofy and dopey and laughed when she walked out of the room.

Wuf ya!

Update Day

-We still don't have a driveway.
-Opie's taking his meds and played with his toys last night, so I think he feels better.
-There are still lots of puppies at Crystal's and Tory's houses. And new puppies at Deb's (yorkie) and Deb's (puggle) houses.
-Randi came to visit yesterday.
-Mom's friend Gary in Ireland has to have surgery next month.
-The big green monster came out again last night.
-We both hid under the bed when it stormed.

Life is way too exciting. I need a nap now.
Wuf ya!