October 20, 2005Grooming)
Today I got thrown in my kennel while they whisked Speak away, which is kind of scary because it means I'm all alone. They came back with this other dog.
He didn't smell like Speak. He didn't look like Speak. But they tell me he's still Speak. I'm not so sure. Now when I try to bite him it's a lot harder to get a good grip. And he can see me coming.
October 12, 2005Sibling Rivalry)
He makes a nice pillow.Friends)
Last weekend we went to Green Bay and Mazie the Destroyer met Annie the Cat. You may remember Annie from a while ago. We hung out. She was pretty cool, for a cat.
But that's not good enough for Mazie. She had to chase Annie off. Now I've met some mean cats, but I've also worked out my differences with cats. You'd think my little sister could learn a thing or two from her wiser big brother. But oh no. I've told Kevin and Abby they should get rid of her, but they don't seem to listen to me. Even Target agrees with me.
The funniest part was the second time Mazie chased Annie away. We hadn't seen Annie since the night before and we were both outside enjoying the fall weather. Then I noticed Annie come out from behind the bushes by the corner of the house. We both nodded nonchalantly and went about our business. But then Annie saw Mazie. She arched her back and puffed up and prepared to go medieval on Mazie. I sat back to watch the show.
But Mazie didn't even notice. She kept wandering along the fence, sniffing for the squirrels who moved out when they saw her coming. Finally Mazie stopped and gazed across the yard, less than three feet from Annie. Still nothing! That's where she's at in the picture. Then Mazie walked forward and it wasn't until she was directly in front of Annie that Mazie finally saw her. And then the show started.
They took off across the yard with Mazie making all kinds of noise. Annie finally jumped onto the fence and Mazie was dumbfounded. Annie chilled out atop the fence for a while, we nodded at each other, and Mazie spend the next half hour trying to figure out where the cat disappeared to.Modeling)
You see that dog sitting in the bag on the cover of the Target ad? I can do that. Well, maybe not now cuz the doggie bag kind of shrunk, but I did it once before. Speak thinks he's the only dog that gets to do modeling. But I did it before I even knew how to sit.
I was a good dog model. I'd lick the photographer and ignore the cooing model. I got to wander the photo studio looking for tasty crumbs and everybody thought I was adorable. I even managed to hold it until we got outside (OK, I didn't make it to the grass, but nobody in the alley seemed to mind).
Modeling sure was fun. I don't know why they didn't use my picture. The model probably blinked. I see they replaced her, too.Toys)
I warned you. Didn't I warn you? I said she was the destroyer of toys. When I took off the first foot, and then the other foot it was funny. But then she had to go off and destroy one of my favorite dog toys.
It reminds me of those old Loony Tunes cartoons when Daffy's bill would get blown off with a shotgun and spin around his head or fall off on the floor. But this time he's not making any funny quips.