Back from Summer Vacation

I adore having visitors. Their defenses are down and I can just love, love, love. This is my special pal who took me on walks.

Can you hear me now?

So, this is the story. The feeder was walking me on one our usual chained walks ( she chains herself to me for some reason). I had concluded one of my deposits, which she was scrutinizing with unusual interest. Some red and yellow things caught her eye. Were they some new exotic parasite I had picked up? Some crazy new undigested dog food? No, folks, those delicious earplugs I had eaten the night before went straight through me and ended up on the grass. Betrayed by my own digestive tract!!

Rough Weekend

Yeah, well, I'm still here and no, you can't have the blue tape. I NEED IT!!!!!!!!!!

Off hours

Many of you have asked for more pictures of my house. Here you can see what my bedroom looks like. It's pretty comfortable - can't complain. I sleep on the floor on a pillow that is out of range. That is the Feeder relaxing in bed. Where is the Otherone hiding?

Last years garden

This is actually a picture from last year, but it never made it online. I'm a bit bigger now. Anyway - I love hand written signs- don't you? This is from my neighbor's garden. These weird plants really had an interesting smell.

Really, I was just playing

I'm having fun with my fox here. We were playing so hard my eyes turned color. Like it?

Happy Father's Day

Just a shout out to my human caretaker - the Otherone - and to all those other human and non-human dads that take such good care of us little guys.

A walk in the park

I'm often asked: What do you do in the park all day? Isn't it boring? (note to self: work on those FAQs!) This question is a bit hard to answer because it seems so self-evident to me, and yet so incomprehensible to my two-legged friends. How to bridge the communication gap? Anyway, no it doesn't get boring, not if you have a decent sense of smell and enjoy making new friends. Here you can see us in action. Just nature and neurons at work.

Primarily Tuesday

Yup, it was election day yesterday. Here I am standing near the polling place. The Feeder was turning in her ballot. They wouldn't let me vote. I'm not old enough I guess (In doggie years I am just about 10). There weren't any dogs running (a little pun there) anyway- so how important could it be?

Email Pal

So- most of you know that I was in summer (or was it spring training?) camp recently. It was fun, but tiring and I am still recovering. Before I submit my full report on that experience, I thought its time for another picture of one of my pals. This is Henry. He tells me he is a Shih Tzu which I guess is not a poodle - but then we can't all be poodles, can we? Anyway, Henry is facing dental surgery this week and I am asking everyone to concentrate very hard to send their best wishes his way. Henry is not the youngest pup in the pet store, but he is (despite the impression from this photo) a fine and noble dog.