Noble Dogs of Yore

This book was published a few years ago, but the Feeder just got around to reading it (She is so SLOW!).
She tells me it is a fantastic book that explains much about the strong interaction between us and people.
It is not only a biography of the many dogs that portrayed RTT, but also is a story of his Feeder, Lee Duncan, who is a fascinating character himself. It covers a lot of ground - World War I, silent movies, the early Hollywood years, the talkies, advent of TV and the machinations of the movie business - and is an engrossing read.  (So she says.  As you know we dogs don't read, or if we do, we don't talk about it.)

More dogs of politicians - the series

Bringing together two of my interests - my fellow dogs and politicians, today I'm showing a painting done by our ex-President George W. Bush.  This is a portrait of Barney, who famously lived in the White House and is now no longer with us.
I am not sure this changes my political views, but I think GW has captured something good here.

Celebrate

Shortly after I received my new squeaky all vegan rabbit. Like a fuzzy Tofurky.  So happy!

Moment of truth

                                           Yup. and proud of it.

Jekyll and Hyde?

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They finally did it.  While I was at the Spa, I got my hairs cut. O the horror!
Here are the Before and After pictures.
The so-called groomer was nice enough, but I am not sure if this look is really "me".
 What do you think?  I await the grow out.

Portraits

 Touc, Seated on a Table ca 1879-81

They showed me this portrait of  a pretty interesting dog, Touc, by Henri de Toulouse Lautrec (French 1864-1901). My guys saw this at the Hammer Museum in LA and they thought I might enjoy it.  Good try - but seeing as how the painter was French - could he not have found a poodle to paint? Still, I think it catches the essence of this dude (or dudette - hard to tell if I can't sniff)

Throw it out!

This is an example of SPECIALIZATION.  I don't just chew up everything.  I have my standards, you know.  It helps if it is plastic, has interesting smells, and dangly bits.  This was hard work and shows my accumulated accomplishments over the last 3 years or so.  It is nice that the Feeder keeps buying these for me.

Olympic material?

Olympic fever has hit even me.  I understand there are no dogs in the competition in London, but I think that is a shame.  Dogs can be athletes too, and certainly could excel at sports like cat chasing, plastic bag shredding, food snatching, and looking soulful.
Ok, true, this is just a picture of me having fun with my pal Pogo. Maybe I don't look like an Olympic competitor to you, dear reader(I don't have a uniform, after all),  but I do have an undeniable joie d'vivre and would be ready to compete for the honor of dogs everywhere, anytime.    just saying...............

why i love my neighborhood

The first time my ID was returned to me, a very nice 10 year-old boy, who makes a habit of skate-boarding in the streets of our neighborhood, came by the house and brought my tag back.  I guess I lost it on one of my walks with the feeder.  I have to confess that sometimes those walks get a bit hectic - when I am lurching to catch the errant squirrel or perhaps another uppity dog. Then the tag flies off.

After the last loss and return, I vowed to be more careful in the future.  But then, I lost the *&4% tag again!

This time it came back in the MAIL,  in a real envelope with a stamp, addressed to me! I was thrilled.  It was the first time I got snail mail.  Life is so EXCITING!!!!

Butter plate of shame

Yes, this is more evidence in the long series "chewing".  Or maybe it belongs more in "mistakes".Anyway, the feeder was really put out after this episode, where I found this scrumptious morsel of yellowness just sitting and waiting for me on the dining table.  I waited til the coast was clear, jumped up and grabbed it.  I took it outside to enjoy (thus the dirt coating) but who was there waiting for me?
Yup, she caught me in the act.