Four-Legged Love Stories

Yo - Dawgs!

DogMom found this droolerrific site and wanted us to tell ya all about it. We've already sent in our love story to be included and hope that you will, too. It's really a feel-good, fun and totally loveable thing to do. I mean, we all got doggie love stories to tell, right?

Ok. Ok. I'm sorry. I just get so excited when I think about it that I run around in circles and forget to tell you what it is that I'm excited about. I'm mostly labrador, remember?

Here it is... it's a relatively new web site called... are you ready? 'Course you are...

It's a web site completely devoted to letting our people share their "love" for their pets! Yup... you can send in your story and they'll post it. They posted Floppy's story (DogMom's dog before us) and we just sent ours in.

DogMom asked 'StinkyPaw,' the lady who started the site, why she's doing this... like she needed an explanation, 'cuz she thinks it's a great idea... but she thought all you dogs might want to know in case you need to convince your humans... Here's what 'StinkyPaw' said:

"I decided to create "Love is a Four-Legged Word" (link: fourleggedlove.wordpress.com) after the death of our beloved pooch, when I realised that even if I did post about her and our cat on a fairly regular base on my blog ("Stories 2 Tell" -- link: stories-2-tell.blogspot.com), I had never really truly expressed all that she meant to me. So, I decided that I wanted to offer a place where all could share their love, that unconditional love affair that animal lovers have with their furry friends.

Love is a four-legged word and I do believe that it comes in all shapes and sizes. Whoever is interested is telling me (and the world!) why love is a four legged word, they simply have to send me, Stinkypaw, a picture (jpg or gif format) of their pet with a caption to fourleggedlove@gmail.com and I will gladly post it."

Isn't that droolerrific? Bet your humans love you enough to let you share your story!

(Oh yeah, don't forget to vote in the survey and guess what breed Opie is! Just click the link at the top of our blog!)

Wuf Ya!

What Breed Is Opie Contest!

Yo... Opie here. So, we're having this silly contest to see if anybody in dogblogland can guess what breed I am before my DNA test results come back. To quote Tosca, "Harrummmppphhh!" Like it matters what breed I am. I'm cute and I'm smart and dogmom loves me.

But, anyways... dogmom says I should appease the human. So, here are many pictures of me that she took. I weigh about 53 pounds. Click the link below to enter your guess...



Here's the link to the survey: http://www.surveymethods.com/EndUser.aspx?80A4C8D788C3D1. You can guess multiple times, but have to leave your email each time, so we know who won. The contest runs until we get the results. Prize to be determined.

Good luck, I guess. Wuf Ya! - Opie

Doggie DNA Test

Ok, so we promised to give you more information about the doggie DNA test that dogmom is getting for us for our birthdays that are coming up. Lazy dogmom hasn't done our tests yet, but she promises we will do it and send it in this weekend. Something about us not having food just before the test and that we seem to be eating all the time.

Ok... so here's the poop scoop. The official name is the Canine Heritage Breed Test. It's done by a company called MMI Genomics.





Probably, some of the humans that you purebreeds own have already heard of this company, 'cuz they've been doing parentage testing for a long time to prove your purity, per se.

Anyways, this test is just like the one on that show that dogmom watches on the big grey box in the cabinet in the living room. You know, the one where they're always trying to figure out how somebody got dead?

Dogmom says it's really simple and even lowly humans without veterinary degrees can do it. If your human can brush your teeth without you freaking out and biting them, then they can do this test. 'Cuz it's about the same... she's going to stick a little brush in our mouth and rub it on our cheek (instead of our teeth, so I guess it's not exactly the same) for 30 seconds. Then, she scribbles on some paper and puts the brush and the paper in the tube and drops it in the mailbox. Then we wait for results... and that's the hard part.

Anyway, there are some limitations... they've got 38 breeds that are verified that they can test against. If you're not one of those, then you might get a false reading - they might pick up some breed that is way back in your ancestry and the only evidence of that breed in you is the single white hair between your toes on your left front foot or something. No, not really, but they say in the materials that it might happen that your results show some breeds that your human won't think are right. But they also say that they will be adding more breeds in the future... but that they believe the 38 verified breeds will account for the majority of mixed breed dogs.

Here's the link directly to their web site for information: http://www.metamorphixinc.com/products2a.html

And, here's a link to frequently asked questions about the test:
http://www.metamorphixinc.com/faqcanher.html

And, here's a link to a video of how easy it is to do the test yourself:
http://www.metamorphixinc.com/k9sample.mov

Anyways... the test costs $65 per dog, which dogmom says doesn't compare to what she's going to spend in a couple of weeks at the vet office to update our vaccinations and everything.

Oh, yeah, Tosca suggested that we have a contest to guess what breeds are in Opie. So, dogmom's gonna do that!

We'll post some pictures of him tomorrow from different angles and let you enter guesses.
Wuf Ya!

Hope Nobody's Sick!

We haven't heard that any of our dogblogging pals have gotten sick from the contaminated wet food. We sure hope not.

We thought for a while that dogmom might have eaten some... cuz she was spewing food from her mouth into the big water bowl for a couple of days.

But, then, we thought that couldn't have been it. Cuz if it was, then we would have gotten some of the special food, too. And we didn't. And we heard that it was wet food that was causing the problems and we eat dry food.

Anyways... we hope you didn't get sick. And that nobody you know got sick.

We know that Teddy (who owns Randi, who we walk a couple of days a week) got sick. Anyways, that's what dogmom said was the reason that Randi didn't come yesterday. Um, no, he didn't get sick from eating the food. Sorry to make that insinuation.

He got sick because Opie and me have been rubbing off on him... even though we never actually met him yet. See, Teddy decided to eat his bark collar yesterday morning. He didn't eat the hard parts... he left those in the kitchen for Randi to find... the citronella container and the buckle part... he only ate the webbing part. Or, at least Randi thinks he did because she couldn't find it anywhere. We hope he's ok. We're waiting for Randi to call dogmom.

Anyways... we hope you're all feeling better! Tomorrow, we're going to share some more information about the doggie DNA test. We got it in the mail yesterday. She explained it to us a little bit, but we didn't understand 'cuz she didn't actually "swab" us yet. We'll tell you all about it tomorrow, OK?

Wuf Ya!

Hey Dogs!

We've got lots to catch up on and write about...

• we've got lots of information about the DNA test to share
• we think dogmom ate some of that bad food
• we love all our dogblogging buddies who listened to us rant about being mixed breeds and made us feel better...

But first... we have to apologize for missing Perfect Puppy Tosca's Birthday!!!!

See... Tosca was our first ever dogblog pal! Opy from Dogs With Blogs left our first comment... but Tosca was our first repeat reader. And, we were instant friends even with out smelling her butt.

Anyways... we were offline for a few days and we missed her birthday. We can't apologize enough and we're thinking up really creative ways to make it up to her. Only dogmom says we can't do some of the things we thought up... so we're being censured!

Anyways... Tosca... here's a link to a card for you http://www.sloppykisscards.com/v1gznk3c

Wuf Ya!

Are You a Mixed Breed?

Hmmmm? Ok, so we know that some of our dogblogging buds are purebreds... like Tosca and Butchy and Snickers and probably even FuFu the hamsterrier honorary dog is a purebred.

We're not, ok? I mean, we were puppy rejects... litter-ally thrown out like garbage (me, Gomer) and Opie was dumped off in the park and expected to fend for himself. It doesn't bother us, really. I mean, dogmom loves us and that's all that's important, right?

I mean... well, nothing against all you dogs with pedigrees who know your mom and dad and grandparents and brothers and sisters and cousins and the whole doggone dog family. We're really glad that you even speak to mixed breeds like us. Really.

But, sometimes, especially this time of year, we kinda wonder what our real family was like. You know... we're glad we live with dogmom... but there's like something missing, ya know? Not that we'd ever be able to find our family or anything, I mean, there isn't exactly a web site to unite abandoned and stray dogs with their canine counterparts.

Anyways... Opie and me both have birthdays coming up soon. Mine is April 1 so dogmom sometimes calls me her April Fool. I was found in the dumpster a couple of weeks later. (You remember the story... or, if you didn't read it, you can go back to day 1 of our blog and read it.... http://dogsayeview.blogspot.com/2006/06/dont-tell-mom-weve-got-dog-blog.html... and Opie's story is here: http://dogsayeview.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-dopey-opie.html) We don't really know when Opie's birthday is... or exactly how old he is... so we both celebrate our birthday on the same day.

Anyways... here's why I ask... for our birthday this year, dogmom is getting us a special present. Something that is brand new. It was only made available this past week. And, she is interested in scientific stuff... so she's doing it. Wanna know what it is?

It's a DNA breed test for dogs. Not a parentage test that proves that your dam and your sire are really your dam and your sire. Those have been around a while. This is a breed test that tells what breeds are in your background. Yup... we'll finally know why Opie's such a weirdog.

See, we know that I'm half beagle and half lab with a pretty high degree of certainty already. My mom was in the dumpster with me and she was definitely a beagle. And, you only have to look at me to see that my dad was a yellow lab.

But Opie? That's a whole 'nuther story. Everybody guesses something different and nobody seems to know.

Anyways, supposedly this test will help us find out. Dogmom said it won't hurt and doesn't involve blood or nothing. She sent for the test and we're waiting to get the kit. After that, she sends it somewhere and in 4-6 weeks we should get the results.

I can't wait! (Um... how long is 4-6 weeks in dogtime?)
Wuf Ya!

We're Celebrating ! ! !

Yippee! We're havin' a party!

No, silly, it's not for St. Patrick's Day... we're not Irish Wolfhounds...
(though dogmom says we should say "Happy St. Paddy's Day!" to everybody since that's her patron saint... whatever that is...)

Anyways, we're havin' a party... wanna know why? Huh, do ya, huh?
It's 'cuz... cuz... are you ready?

THE CREEPY KID IS GONE!

Yea! We got our yard back!

Wuf Ya!

More Haleigh Treats!

Thanks to our dogblogging friends who ordered some Haleigh treats! Haleigh really appreciates it and is working really hard on the weekends and after school to fulfill the orders. See?
<---------- She's working on the peanut butter ones in the picture - MY FAVORITE!

If you'd like to order some (or some more, like us), just send her an email at haleighk3@juno.com... the treats are $5.00 per bag plus postage to send them to you. She's also making fleece blankets... if you're interested in those, send her an email... cuz dogmom forgot to get the info on those.

Part of the money raised also goes to the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation.
Wuf Ya!

Fur for Fu Fu Drive

Hey! Look! We can help!

Fu Fu is the honorary dog on Dogs with Blogs. (http://fubearbear.blogspot.com/) He lives in Singapore. We read that he feels kinda sad cuz he's not blowing his fur like some of us dogs.

(Don't feel bad, Fu Fu, neither is Opie!)

Anyways... dogmom brushed us and gave us baths last night so she would maybe stop sneezing at us. She forgot to collect and save the pre-bath fur, Fu Fu -- after all she is only human -- but we reminded her on the after-bath brushing... Here you go!

See, it even already matches your fur, sort of!

Wuf Ya! - Gomer & Opie

Fur*Frenzy

So, I was just reading Tosca puppy's blog (www.mypuppytosca.blogspot.com) and we're gonna send Fu some fur...

It's funny, 'cuz dogmom's been talkin' about the Fur*Frenzy that's coming up. Think it's related, huh, dawgs? Dogmom says not exactly.

Fur*Frenzy is the annual fundraiser for Southwest Metro Animal Rescue. They're home-based right here in Chaska, where we live. But, they service the whole metro area. All the money goes directly to the animals, cuz they don't have a shelter house or anything. Everybody that gets rescued goes to a foster home... like I did when Keiko in AZ took me to live with her before dogmom adopted me. Foster homes are great... cuz you get to learn all the ins-and-outs of living with a family.

Anyways... I digress. Fur*Frenzy is coming up in a couple of weeks. You can get all the important information here: http://www.swmetroanimalrescue.org/events.html... but here are some of the basics:
It is on Saturday, March 24th from 6:00 p.m. to 9:00 p.m. It will be held at the Hopkins Activity Center in Hopkins, MN. They're located at 33 14th Ave N in Hopkins.

Dogmom says it will be lots of fun. There is an animal fashion show at 7:30 p.m. and a silent auction and FOOD and all kinds of stuff. If you live anywhere near Hopkins... like in Minneapolis area or the southwest metro or even Maple Grove or Burnsville or Saint Paul... we hope you'll consider going to the event. And, maybe even bid on stuff and take something home.

Dogmom gave them some stuff for the auction... knowing her, she'll bid on her own stuff and bring it back home... Maybe instead we can talk her into bringing us a pet!

Wuf Ya!

More Haleigh Treats!

Yum!

'Course, dogmom acts like these things are filet mignon broiled in dom perignon sauce, the way she only lets us have one at a time. Doesn't she realize that we could have swallowed the whole bag in seconds? I mean, come on... just look back at the chocolate-eating binge we had.

Anyways... we'll do almost anything to get a Haleigh treat...

We'll sit like good boys and wait for dogmom to sloooowly get the treat container out of the fridge and set it on the counter. Then we'll wait patiently while she decides to get out the camera from her bag and remove the thing from its little black case and hold it in her hand and turn it on and mess with it for a while and then try to get her uncoordinated self to be able to hold a treat in one hand and the camera in the other.

I pray for my treat...

But then, I eat it really fast before dogmom actually gives it to me, so she can't change her mind.

Opie sits like a good boy and waits patiently...

but not too long, 'cuz dogmom hates it when he drools on the floor.

Wuf Ya!

Creepy Gets Creepier

Ok, dogs. We told you about the creepy scary new kid that moved into the yard next door. You all agreed he, she, um, it is really a creepy and scary kid.

Well, now he's gotten even creepier and scarier. Just look!

Wuf Ya!

Hurray for Haleigh!

Who's Haleigh, you ask?

Haleigh is the daughter of a friend of dogmom's named Kim in Ohio. She's 12, I think. We haven't met them yet... But, Haleigh is a People-to-People Student Ambassador this year and she will be going to Australia! There's some info about the program in the flyer at the left ... or, more info at the Student Ambassadors web site... (www.studentambassadors.org)

Anyways, Haleigh has to raise the money for her trip herself. So, guess what, dawgs! Haleigh decided that for her fundraiser... she could do anything to raise the money... anything! ... know what she's doing, huh, do you, huh? Ok, I'll tell ya... Haleigh is making DOG TREATS! Yup. Yummy, tasty dog treats! And, she's also making some fleece dog blankets, too!

Anyways, dogmom was talking to Haleigh's mom and know what? Haleigh sent dogmom a package of treats! Here's proof! They are really really really really nummy-yummy! The heart ones are beef flavored and the butterfly ones are peanut butter flavored (my favorite!!!) and the twisty ones are parmesan cheese flavored (Opie's ultimate favorite!!!)

Anyways... this little girl is the coolest! Cuz, not only did she think of baking dog treats and making dog blankets... which, of course, is really cool... but, know what? She's also donating part of the money from her sales to the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation... cuz, sadly, one of her friends was diagnosed with juvenile diabetes when she was four. Isn't that the coolest? I mean, not that her friend is sick... but that she thought to do that all by herself?

And, know what else? Any of the blankets that she makes that she doesn't sell... she's going to donate to the local animal shelter! We wuf Haleigh! Hurray for Haleigh!

Hey, dogs! If you want to order some of these treats or a blanket for yourself, you can email Haleigh and her mom at haleighk3@juno.com. The treats are $5 per bag plus postage and the blanket prices depend on the size, I think.

Wuf Ya!

Still Snowing!

Wow! When dogmom said there was more snow coming, she wasn't kidding, dawgs.

It's getting really deep at our house. And, it's not Gomer & Opie droppings...

We got about 11.5" last weekend. We got about 11.5" again on Thursday. We got another 5" on Thursday night...

And it's still snowing some!

Mostly, we have a big drift at our house behind the patio door (next to the creepy scary kid) so it's harder and harder to play on our long ropes. See, I even got stuck last night and dogmom had to come help me. (After, of course, she laughed and took this picture... see the kind of torture I have to live with?)

Then, we lost Opie in the snow! Can you find him? It scares me when I can't find him and he might get too close to the creepy scary kid!

Oh, there he is... but why does he have those creepy green eyes? I think my fears have come true!

Another New Kid?

Remember, a while ago, when I told you about the weird new kid that moved in a couple of doors down from our house? You 'member... we thought he was weird cuz he didn't move or anything and he stayed outside in the cold and never went inside. You dawgs probably remember, but since your humans probably don't, here's a picture you can show them to refresh their failing memories (see left) ...

Well... last night while we were sleeping this other even weirder kid showed up on the other side of our house -- over in Angie and Dan's yard.

I don't think it's related to the first one, though.

The first one was only about three feet tall. This one is a lot bigger; it's five feet tall... and it's not wearing any clothes!

Should we tell Dan and Angie that it's there, just looking around the fence?

Wuf Ya!

It's Snow Exhausting!

We wuf to run and play in the snow.

We go outside and we run and play and we miss dogmom so we tell her we want to come back in.

When we get back inside, we want to go outside and play and run again and guess what, dogs! She lets us!

So, we go outside and we run and play and then we miss dogmom and wonder what she's doing so we scratch on the door and tell her we want to come back in.

When we get back inside, we want to go outside and run and play again.

Playing in the snow is so totally exhausting, don'tcha know?

More Snow Coming?

I heard the big grey box in the living room talking again. The man said that there is more snow coming this week. Can you believe it?

Course, we think that's good cuz snow is fun. But the humans seem to be freaking out about it like it's a bad thing. Not dogmom... she seems to like the stuff almost as much as we do.

She said Randi's coming today... but the big grey talking box said snow is coming. I don't know what to believe any more...

Wuf Ya!

Let it Snow! Let it Snow! Let it Snow!

February 23, 2007...
Friday evening...
The humans in the talking grey box in the living room say that there is a winter blast coming and we should be prepared. Something about a foot of snow. I don't know what the big deal with that is... a foot of snow? I mean, really... if it was a foot of dog doo or a foot of cat litter... then I might understand what the big fuss is about. But a foot of snow? Really.

February 24, 2007...
Saturday morning...

See... nothing to worry about. Just as I thought. No snow. No ice. No winter blast that I can see. Everything looks and smells the same. Everything is exactly where we left it.

Saturday afternoon...

DogMom says it's starting to snow. We should go out and do our business. Yea, so there's some white stuff falling from the sky. No big deal. I'm more interested in the trees blowing around. And that mouse... yeah, that mouse running across the field... gotta go get it. Whoa! Gomer, come here! Did you see it? There was a mouse right there. No, really, there was. I saw it. I know it's not there now... but it was.

See... way over there! Let's get it! Darn this short rope. Gotta get closer. Oh, come on! Where did it go now? I think it's playing games with me.

Hey... you're all covered with dandruff. DogMom's gonna be mad at you! You're going to have to take another bath. Nah-nah-nah-naa-naa-nah. Geesh. Can't believe you'd get dandruf so soon after having a bath. Have I not taught you anything?

Saturday evening...

Hey, DogMom.

I gotta go pee and so does Gomer. See me sitting patiently by the door? Finally!

Whoa! The door looks different.

What's all that white stuff in the way?

February 25, 2007...

Sunday morning...
This stuff is deep. I feel like I don't have any legs... why is my belly wet?

Hey Gomer... Don't try to dig under! Just jump over!

Oh yeah, I forgot... yellow dogs can't jump!

Zzzzzzzzzz....

Zzzzzzzzzzzz zzzzzzz ...
Snort ...

Huh, wha? Oh. Hi.

Happy Friday!

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz ...



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Do You Snore?

Hey Dogs! Do you snore?

Dogmom says we can't sleep on the big bed any more.
Because we leave yellow and red hair everywhere? No!
Because we smell like dogs when we haven't had a bath in six days? No!
Because we take up too much room? No!
Because we like to sleep on her pillows? No!
Because we make her sneeze and wheeze? No!

Why?

Because we both saw logs when we sleep. And, according to her, we snore LOUDly.
We're not sure we believe her, since she doesn't even have canine hearing.
I mean, really, we don't wake each other up or keep each other awake... and we do have doggie hearing, ya know?!?

So, how can it be that this lowly human dogmom can hear us snore?

Wuf Ya!

One More Pet Expo Story...

Since we didn't get to go, we don't know why we're supposed to keep telling about it... but DogMom is crazed... (can you relate, Tosca?)!

Anyways, dogmom wanted us to tell all of you to consider adopting a "shelter" dog (or cat or rabbit or other animal). She understands and identifies with the whole purebred thing, but there are so many dogs that need homes not because of their own mistakes, but because humans were irresponsible in some way.

• Humans that didn't spay or neuter their pet.
• Humans that moved away and left their pet at home or in the park (like Opie).
• Humans that dumped the pets they didn't want in a dumpster (like me, Gomer).
• Humans that thought having a pet would be fun and not taking the time to properly train or interact with them.

Or, even humans that couldn't afford their pet... although this one she can accept a little more since you never know what might come up in life.

Here's a listing of all the rescue organizations that were at the Twin Cities Pet Expo. Visit one if it's in your heart and pick somebody to provide a forever home to. Or, some of the local shelters are included in the PetFinder.com window at the bottom of our blog. (You can click in there and type in your own zip code if you want.)

Rescue Organizations:
A Rotta Love
Adopt A Husky
Animal Ark
Animal Humane Society
Animal Rights Coalition
Basset Buddies Rescue, Inc.
Best Pet, Inc. Bird Association (no web site)
Canine Castaways of MN
Cause For Paws, Inc.
Circus Reform Yes!
Companion PAWS
English Springer Rescue of America, Inc.
Golden Retriever Rescue of Wisconsin
Greyhound Pets of America - Minnesota
Harpseals.org
Heart of MN Great Dane Club
Lifeline Italian Greyhound Rescue
Midwest Border Collie Rescue
Minneaoplis Police K9 Foundation (no web site)
Minnesota Boston Terrier Rescue
Minnesota Boxer Friends
Minnesota Companion Rabbit Society
Minnesota Greyhound Rescue
Minnesota Humane Society
Minnesota Sheltie Rescue
Minnesota Spay/Neuter Project, Inc.
Minnesota Valley Humane Society
Minnesota Wisconsin Collie Rescue
New Beginnings Shih Tzu Rescue
Northern Lights Greyhound Adoption
Northwoods Boxer Rescue
Northwoods Humane Society
Paws Place Animal Sanctuary, Inc.
Peke-N-Chin Midwest
Pet Haven, Inc. of Minnesota
RAGOM Retrieve A Golden Of Minnesota
S.A.F.E. Sanctuary (Save Animals From Euthanasia)
Second Chance Saint Bernard Rescue
Southwest Metro Animal Rescue and Adoption Society
St. Paul-Minneapolis Bulldog Club & Rescue
Top Dog Foundation
The Wildcat Sanctuary
Wildlife Science Center

Associations:
Greater Twin Cities Golden Retriever Club
NorthStar Great Pyrenees Club
Northstar Rottweiler Club, Inc.
Twin Cities Miniature Schnauzer Club
Animal Ark
Upper Midwest Australian Shepherd Club

Wuf Ya!

Hey Look! It's Jennifer!

We've talked about Jennifer before. She lives with Gladys, our favorite bull terrier pageant girl and with Victor, our almost-favorite mixed-breed puppy. Well, actually, we think Victor might be our favorite, but we've never actually met him in dogson yet. But, if he adopted Jennifer and Jason and Gladys, he must be a good dude.

Jennifer used to be our pet sitter when we lived in Plymouth with dogmom. We wuf her! Dogmom says we live too far away now and that's why Randi comes instead. I guess it's true, cuz I don't smell Jennifer any more, except when dogmom came home from the Pet Expo I smelled her a little bit.

Anyways... if you didn't already know the story, we put Jennifer to the biggest pet-sitter tests we could think of... I growled and barked at her and wouldn't let her put my leash on or take me for a walk the first day. Opie did. But then, the next time, I cooperated and Opie ran out the door (before his leash was on)... and made her chase him around the neighborhood for 45 minutes.

Know what? She actually came back anyways. (After some prodding and begging from dogmom!) And, she became our absolute favorite human after that. We didn't always behave, but we tried really hard. Since Dogmom was travelling a lot and worked long hours, we saw Jennifer almost every day back then.

So if you live in Plymouth, MN, and you need somebody to come and take your well-behaved-doggie-selves for a walk while your humans are at work, give Jennifer a call! She owns The Pet Crew and will either come herself or will send one of her special workers to your house to meet the humans and you first. They'll find out your special needs (trust us, you have fewer than we have!) and set up the rules and stuff. You can contact Jennifer and The Pet Crew at www.thepetcrew.com.

Now, Randi comes. In fact, Randi's coming to take us for a walk today since it's Twotoosday. That means I get two treats and Opie does too. Not really, but I think that I'll propose that to dogmom since I just thought of it.

Wuf Ya!

Benda Photography

This is Jim Benda of Benda Photography in Burnsville, MN. Mr. Benda takes really cool "portraits of pets and their people."

He took our portraits when we were four; we're almost seven now!

DogMom took this picture at the Twin Cities Pet Expo of Mr. Benda holding a picture of himself with his dog, Buster, a 10-year-old a rottweiler-terrier mix!

Also, here's a picture, Tosca, of the portrait (ahem, art) that we have hanging over the fireplace at our house. Mr. Benda took it of us!

DogMom's thinking of taking us back to get more portraits done, since Opie's starting to get grey hair on his snout... but he was such a chicken-dog of the camera flash last time that it took three days with Mr. Benda to get this shot.

What do you think, dogs? Should she take us back and try again?

Wuf Ya!

Yum! More Special Chew Bones!

Hey Tosca - look what we got last night!

Yum!

Dogmom said that she'd rather have us chewing on these special rawhides from Costco that have liver inside than chewing on her new boots. (Like we'd bother chewing on her boots when we can get chocolate out of the suitcase or Randi's treats out of the microwave.)

See how Gomer eats the middle first? Isn't that funny?

Sometimes, Gomer even opens the fridge door himself sometimes and gets us a carrot off the shelf. Maybe we can teach the Perfect Tosca Collie puppy how to do that so she doesn't have to wait for her mom to dole out food for her.

Oh yeah, by the way, dogmom doesn't like it when we help ourselves... but what's a human to do when she's got us two as roommates?

Wuf Ya!

Was This Funny?!?

Dogs, I don't think so. But, then again, it did happen to me and my name is Gomer, so it just might be funny. I don't know. You tell me.

DogMom says I have to give you some background. Like the fact that in the morning before dogmom leaves Opie always gets belly rubs and cuddles. And, before we go to bed at night it's my turn to get ear rubs and be her snugbug.

Anyways, Opie didn't seem to want his cuddles this morning. He went back upstairs and jumped on dogmom's bed. (Don't tell her; I don't want to get him in more trouble than he's already in.)

Anyways, that meant, to me at least, that I could horn in on his cuddle time. So, I tested the waters... um, couch, first so to speak. I put my left paw up on the couch. Dogmom didn't say anything. So, I put my right paw on the couch. Dogmom didn't say anything. She was reading that funny new cell phone and pushing buttons with her thumbs.

So, I slid my entire svelte 50-pound body up on the couch next to her and snuggled in really really close. When I was really brave, I turned my head backwards and looked at her upside down. She laughed and started to rub my ears. It felt sooooooo good. I kinda got into that daze phase where you're totally in the moment, know what I mean dogs?

Well, then, not too long after ... my hind end started to slip. Before I knew it, a piece of the couch that she calls the ottoman slipped out from under my tail end and my butt was on the floor but I tried to act like nothing happened and continued to look at her upside down. And, you know what she did?

She laughed out loud. And, she continued to laugh out loud. She laughed so loud and so long that Opie actually left the bed upstairs and came down! Do you know how embarrassing that was? Having him see me all contorted like that?

I don't think it was funny. What do you think?

Valentine's Treats for Us!

Look! Look!

Randi came to walk us on Tuesday and she left us some special treats for Valentine's Day. (She wufs us!)

Look where she left them, so that we couldn't eat them all before dogmom came home! Isn't she silly?

We hope all you dogbloggers have a terrific treat-filled Valentine's Day! And, don't forget about all the pals we haven't met yet that are still looking for a home... hope they all find a forever home soon!

Wuf Ya!

I Barfed Up Breakfast...

So? What's the big deal, anyways? I ate; I barfed.

You'd think I ate three pounds of chocolate or something. Geesh.

Can you dogs just tell dogmom and Gomer to leave me alone?
Wuf Ya - Opie

Wasted Weekend

We didn't do anything exciting this weekend.

We watched dogmom try to get all evidence that we live here out of the carpet and the bed and the blankets and her clothes. Why does she even bother, that's what we want to know.

Then she left for a while on Saturday. Not as long as when she goes whereever it is she goes during the day most days, but she was gone more than just out to the garage with the garbage and back.

When she came back in, she had lots of food. Food for us. Food for her. Special treats for us. Special treats for her. Carrots that we share, human and dogs. Chew bones for us. That T/D stuff that she gives us as treats. New toothbrushes for us. We each got a new toy -- Gomer got a "gator" and I got a combat star.

Sounds like the right ratio, right? Six things for us; three things for her...
Wuf Ya!

Oops, We Did It Again...

A picture is worth a thousand words, right?

It's So Hard to Be Good

Dogs, we've totally tried to be good boyz for our dogmom since she hasn't forgotten the supposedly big bill she got at the emergency hospital. I mean, come on, we're totally worth it, right?

We've let her toss our new toys (remember the bunny and kitty?) and we run and get them and bring them back... even Opie, who usually just runs and gets it and then tries to lick it to death. Weirdo dog.

We've not pulled anything off the counters or the tables. Of course, that's cuz she took everything off the counters and the tables so there isn't anything to pull off... but that's beside the point.

We've not shredded any more suitcases or eaten any more chocolate since Friday, which is like forever in dog years, right?

We've not unstuffed any blankets looking for birds and only finding feathers.

We've not barked all day when the neighbors stay home from work.

We've been the bestest boyz we possibly can.

So, why did she make such a big deal about us laying on her pillows on her bed today while she was standing in the rain inside the house like she does every day? Geesh. You'd think we did something bad.

Wuf Ya!

How Quickly They Forget

Wasn't it just days ago that dogmom was praising us for being such good boyz? I mean, come on dogs, what's up with these humans, anyways?

She says there's nothing to write about since we're not getting into mischief. She says she's afraid cuz we've made a New Year's resolution to behave. She comments about how we're not destructive or messy and we behave for Randi and Tory.

Then, we try to make her happy by ripping open a suitcase and eating the chocolate that she obviously left out in the open (well, sort of) for us...

And that doesn't satisfy her either!

Geesh. What's a dog to do?

I think I'll go take a nap.

Wuf Ya!