Wednesday, December 26, 2007


My mommy and daddy took me to our nation's capitol for some sniffing and peeing. It was a fun trip. I got to pee on some real famous spots. We started at the Vietnam Memorial. I peed on a couple of the posts, but my daddy wouldn't let me 'go' on the wall, not sure why. Then chased some ducks at the Declaration of Independence exhibit before going to the WW II Memorial. There were a lot of people there, so it was hard to find a quiet spot, but I managed to get one of the pillars. I then got to go to the Washington Monument (pictured at the left). We walked the entire perimeter, my daddy tried to get me to 'go' on it but I was saving it up for . . . the National Christmas tree. It's a big, big tree, a dog could really lose himself in there. But to my bitter disappointment, it is all fenced in - I got so close, but yet so far. We walked around there for a bit; I tried to lift my leg on the cute little manger scene, but daddy whisked me away before I got a chance. We ended the day at the Einstein exhibit, but I had nothing left for Albert.

All in all, a great day.

Sunday, December 16, 2007

Heartwarming but . . .

Here's a story sure to warm even the hardest of hearts. We all need these uplifting stories in this the age of global warming, imperialistic wars over oil, and increasing corporate greed.

Yes, Armani the monkey is being returned to his loving owner. Armani, you may recall, was ripped from his owners arms by the authorities. Now the courts have ruled that Armani can return to her and play in his own private playground again. The story is heartwarming in one sense, but cautionary in another. In this, the age of Bush and Cheney, when the authorities can literally kick down your door and steal a cute little monkey, what's next, Cockapoos?

Saturday, December 15, 2007

Whatever Became of . . .

Where are they now, Michael Vick's dogs? Well, 47 of these poor fellas are still looking for a loving home. Please help.

Friday, December 14, 2007

23 months: Was Justice Really Served?

I've been silent on this subject up until now. It took a while to get over the shock. Michael Vick was sentenced to 23 months!!

Can you imagine that - 23 months. For MULTIPLE HOMICIDE? Why not throw in T-Bone steaks, smothered with beef gravy every day? And ice cream sundaes? If we, as a society, have become that unconcerned about man's best friend, well, I'm afraid we've 'gone to the dogs' (so to speak).

OK, I've said my piece.