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!)

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!

It MUST Be Spring!

Look what we found in our backyard!
Dogmom wouldn't let us catch it, though. Opie tried.
Wuf Ya!

It's Willie! (We Think!)

Hi Dawgs!

You remember Willie, dontcha? I'm sure you do, but your humans probably forgot. You can remind them about Willie and Bella... 'member, they had puppies in August. Willie and Bella's mom works with our dogmom at the paper. If you don't remember, here are some links to their puppy posts on our blog...

Puppies, Puppies Everywhere! (Aug 3, 2006): http://dogsayeview.blogspot.com/2006/08/puppies-puppies-everywhere_115461502466470010.html

Bella's Puppies (Sept 5, 2006): http://dogsayeview.blogspot.com/2006/09/bellas-puppies.html

Go ahead, you can go look. We'll wait...

dum-de-dum-de-dee-dee-dum...

Oh, you're back already? Ok... so... the snow is all melty and gone now and it's kinda rainy this week here so it's getting kind of... dogmom says not kind of, but very... muddy outside. She's constantly wanting to wipe our paws and Gomer's belly when we come inside. It really...

Um. Sorry. Lost my train of thought there... I am almost seven, you know.

Anyways... back to Willie. He lost his ball in the snow a couple of months ago or something. Well... we're glad to report...

HE FOUND IT!

Um... or maybe he went to the spa for a mud mask and didn't tell us!

Wuf Ya!

(Don't forget to vote what breed you think Opie is... click the links for pictures and the survey at the top of our blog.)