Squeaky's mom
Holly and I spent the last weekend and part of the week in the big city (St Louis) at our friend Miss Ivy's house. I've known Ivy's dad since I was a puppy no bigger than a fat cat. The reason we were there was that Squeaky's mom was in the hospital up north and our people went up to see her and help her family.
"Squeaky"
Squeaky used to live across the road from us. Well, actually she was always at our house anyway because her person didn't pay any attention to her at all. Can you imagine that? Having a dog and totally ignoring her? I can't understand that. That's just not right. Anyway, Squeaky eventually moved into our house and later she went up north to live with a nice family with two little girls who like to feed her ham. (Holly was very jealous 'cause Holly loves little girls... and ham.) Squeaky's "forever mom" is really nice. Whenever she comes to visit us she sits with me and brushes me - alot!. That's nice. I like being brushed. I think everyone who comes to my house should brush me. But once she asked about my weight and my mom said I was just big boned and Squeaky's mom said "Yeah, sure, big squishy bones". Now I know all about bones and bones aren't squishy so I don't quite understand what she was talking about but I hope she feels better soon.
ps
Thanks to all who barked about barking. I like to bark. I like to bark about barking and I like to bark with other dogs who like to bark. About barking... or whatever.
I like to howl, too, but thats a whole 'nother thing.
barking in the house
Usually if I bark in the house I'm told to be quiet but this morning I barked and was told "Good Dog". There was a woodpecker bird pecking on the metal top of our chimney real early today and I barked at him and I scared him away. Me and the male half of my people, previously referred to as my valet, were still in bed and we don't like woodpeckers, especially early in the morning. Being told "good dog" almost makes up for him taking away a dead deer carcass Holly and I had found at the edge of our front field. There wasn't much meat, maybe coyotes or turkey vultures had been at it, but there were lots of yummy bones and they were still bloody! There were rib bones and hip bones and the entire spinal cord with all the back bones. It smelled fantastic! It was like a buffet! My people had to get rid of it because Holly and I could get sick from it, but it was wonderful while it lasted.
shaggy
My Mom says I look shaggy in this photo. I don't understand what shaggy means.
back from our cousin's
We're tired. We got back from our cousin Parky's house late yesterday. We had driven for hours to get back and we had to drive most of the day, two days earlier, to get there and when we got there we ran around a lot, so we're tired now. Parky has a really big farm but he's not a big dog. I don't know how he gets up in those tractors he uses. Anyway, we went on long hikes and investigated a lot of stuff and peed on almost everything. Parky pees a lot for a little dog. He not only peed where I peed, he also peed where Holly peed. I'm impressed.
a gang of deer
I just chased a gang of deer away from our house! They were in the woods down the hill back of our house. There were seven or eight or eleventytwo of them and I scared them away with my ferocious barking. I think they wanted to come in our house and nap on my comfy bed or eat the cheese out of our icebox! You got to watch out for deer and I know all about them. They're like smelly little horses with white fluffy bunny tails. I'm a great deer hunter.
- Pimm
(Yeah, sure, Pimm knows all about hunting deer. Let me tell you, running out the back door all of twenty feet all the while barking your head off like a fat, pudgy little Pekinese does not make you a great deer hunter. To hunt deer you have to run quietly through the woods at top speed, without barking, for hundreds and hundreds of yards or at least till you get to the fence that we're not supposed to cross. I came pretty close this time, no thank's to the "Great Hunter".
- Holly)
wrestling
This is how I like to wrestle with girl dogs: I fall on my back and wiggle around and the girls run around and jump at me.
Also, Holly wanted me to post this photo of her and Ivy because that older photo made it look like Ivy was really bigger than Holly which isn't true.
