American Idol - poodle edition

So - they think I can't sing? I can sit, stand, lie down, jump, give a hi 5 and sing sing sing (And I don't mean Sing Sing!!!). Doubters should listen to this (ignore the violin in the background. Too sad to discuss).............. Clicking on the title should work to show you what I mean.

The Great Escape

We had a good run at the park with the other dogs and we had come home in the car. Suddenly I smelled a foul cat. Those creatures that haunt my dreams and make me tremble. The Feeder opened the car door and I took a dash for it. Running madly across the street I disappeared behind a fence. I heard the Feeder calling, but I didn't care. The cat vanished and now I was stuck in the neighbor's yard. Oh no- I couldn't figure out how to get out. I was getting nervous -but then in the darkness I spied it. Glistening with the light from the moon was the irresistible water. Suddenly I was in and swimming. The cat forgotten I enjoyed my spa-moment. Then, in a flash, the Feeder came barging in. Freedom over, I clambered out, shook myself and headed for the warmth of the kitchen with her. C'est la vie.

This is it - the RIGI

Some of you have been wondering how I got my name - Rigi. (no it is not Dropit; no matter what the neighbors say). So--It turns out I am named after a Swiss mountain - the Rigi. It's high, beautiful and dusted with snow this time of year. Wouldn't it be great if I could go there?

What I do for humans

Sometimes I really don't know.....................

Music of the spheres

Laurie Anderson (by Cromacon via Flickr) OK, here is the deal. You all know I like music. So, this wonderful woman has composed some music JUST for dogs. It's called, oddly enough, "Music for Dogs" and has those lovely high-frequency tones that only the best among us (that would be dogs) can hear. So far it has been performed in Sydney, Australia ( where????) but not in my neighborhood. I'm watching the newspaper (OK, I am sitting on the newspaper) waiting to see when it will be performed near me.

Are we comfy yet?

At night, I like to listen to music, or watch the box with the Feeder. I sack out around 8 PM or so. (Maybe that's why I love to get up at 6 AM to chase the early commuters on the road.) Anyway here I am trying to decide if there really is a pea under these pillows.

Last rose of summer

This is a picture of the butterfly that I was chasing. Those crazy things are so fast! All you can see now is this pomegranate that the Feeder and Otherone are so proud of. more about this later............

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!!!!!!!!!!