Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
I understand you have 'agreed upon' either the Labradoddle or the Portuguese Water Dog (I wonder how much Sasha's vote counted in your 'Democratic' household?). I can speak from experience that the labradoddle is a fine animal, and likely a distant relative of mine. (The Portuguese Water Dog? One you might happen to stumble across in a shelter? I don't know anything about the breed, but perhaps you can explain the qualities with your legendary soaring rhetoric.)
But I'd like to make one final appeal for the cockapoo. I attached this photo so you might picture what your lawn would look like with an actual cockapooo. All you have to do is imagine a doggie just like me ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE FENCE. Can't you picture a small, furry, cockapoo with floppy ears and a short stubby tail romping, playing and fetching on that vast lawn? And how the tourists would 'OOOO' and 'AHHHH' seeing a cute little guy like me. I suggest you call down to the Autumn View Farm and have them send little cockapoo to a shelter so you can go rescue it.
Monday, January 19, 2009
It was so cold this past weekend that I just wanted to stay in the house and snooze. By my daddy bundled me up and took me out to a park on the river for a long walk. You can see me here in my green jacket. Notice the river in the background is practically frozen! I don't usually like wearing my jacket preferring to go au naturale. But I was sure glad I wore it this day. It helped keep me a little toastier. He made me sit to pose for this picture and I didn't want to because my tush was real cold on the concrete. And he took more than one picture so I had to keep sitting and sitting. It was a long walk and I never could seem to warm up. We crossed a couple of streams and daddy carried me across, and this time I was glad he did. You see, daddy uses the stepping stones but I have trouble figuring them out so I usually just plod through the water. But by this time, the my paws were already numb from cold and no telling how bad it would be if I had to walk through that frigid water.
You know, in the end, I did have a good time. But I only hope for a little more warmth the next time we go for this hike.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
I guess the word is out. I've been quietly scouting institutions of higher learning, to continue my formal education. I plan to bolster my degree from UPS-FC with an advanced degree in Canine Studies. I've visited a number of campuses and intend to matriculate next fall. Here I am during my visit to Georgetown. Georgetown is reputed to have the top Canine Studies program in the Mid-Atlantic. So it's high on my list. I'd like to stay close to home, you know, so I can come home to a home-cooked Kong on the weekends.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Friday, January 2, 2009
I got a big fur cut this week. I posted some before and after pictures. I wonder what you think. Do you like me more with the stort fur or the longer fur? Personally, I like the short fur better, I feel more mobile. But my mommy and my daddy and my sister always like to say they like the longer fur better and can't wait for it to grow back in. My big brother? Not sure what he thinks because I haven't seen him in so long. I hope he reads this and let's me know.
BEFORE: At the Kennedy Center. I think this is the place where John Kennedy got his start. As the story goes, his dad had a lot of money and helped Johnny get into show business with a song and dance routine. People liked it so much they made him president. Then some bad person blew his head off.
AFTER: Just chillin' at home with my first squeaky toy. The froggy has been with me for a long time.