Thursday, July 8, 2010

Road trip !! Road trip !! Road trip !!

I roll for joy



No time to rite, I gotta get packing

Here are a few more fotos for you of my fuzzy face until I see you later.













Thanks for arranging a vacation for me. Maybe we can come back in July. hey! … wait a minute … it is July


Can we come back in July ?!





Tuesday, July 6, 2010

I’m onto them !!!

I was catching up on the news while Als was resting the other day

AND !!!


I see it is no longer June, but July !! I have not been here a day, it has been a month!! Someone must be holding Kit and Bil against there wil.

Then I take a look around the place – it is Fort Fircrest!! I immediately began my eskape plans to return home.


First, I continue my act of acceptance and adaptability so as not to let on.


Then I begin to dig my way out. There is an area behind the back hedge I worked on for a few days but Skot blocked it out. He does not no about the rope ladder in the attic yet.



I hid the spark collar in Friday morning. Als said she looked absolutely everywhere and thot it was gone forever. Then that traitor Mark pointed it out on Sunday under the Laz-E-Boy. And I thot us pups would’ve stuck together.

I am keeping fit for when the moment comes.


I am thinking Friday I will make my move.

Until then, I am en gard. xx

Saturday, June 26, 2010

Visiters

So Mark is back from Yurp. I am remembering wat you said about not moving slippers but he brot me a pare of these home from his trip so it is all gud.

Rite now, although he is looking for work [probly to save up and get me something reely worthy] he does not kwite have the energy of Skot, who takes me for 1 and a haff to 2 hours waks every day.

My favrit Granny came over for Fathers Day dinner. I was super nice to her and I think the is impresst with my manners. Being older though I have to allow that she may be getting forgetful – she cant seem to remember my name and calls me “that dog”. Still, you can see that I make her happy.

They have the wurlds smallest Tv here. It doesn’t even get any dog channels or Space channel.

They must have seen sum sye-fye tho, because around here whenever they go out for dogfood [there kode word for that is “koffee”] its always “Did you check sector 3?” and “Airlock, - clear” and such forth.

As I wuz saying and you alreddy know, I am on gard all the time. Always keeping an eye on Skot to make sure he is safe. He seems to be the only wun around here who knows where is the leesh.



Malice says you are haff-way thru yore trip so it must be Wensday. Wow time sure flies on vakation! Just like my baby brother Pat, I only close wun eye at a time, the other hopes you are safe and sound.

Bags of Wags,

xx


Saturday, June 19, 2010

Spaw Day

Sorry, I am getting a little behind in my blog, I dont like to disappoint my fans. But I sleep long and deep evry nite [these guys stay up WAY past 9:00!] so I don’t feel like getting up and komputering after bedtime. Also Als is up late sum nites and its hard to get in my proper turn.

So this is just sum general remarks about my beuty treatments.

Brushing :

Als cannot BELEEVE how grate I am about the grooming! What is her dum problem, of cors I am grate at everything. But she is impresst that I just stand super still and kind of seem to like it.




I guess they used to have sum crazy giant hairy dog that filled up the brushes over and over again – that is, when it was not yanking to get away.

Bathing : do not be grossed out by the dog-washing station. They ashur me it was scrubbed down befor I used it and that its just old. Its not there falt there not as smart as Bil and don’t know how to bild me a fancy one.



And you’d think by the size of Als’ pups [wun as big as her, wun bigger than Skot] that she wud know how to give somebody a bath. But no, she’s all precawshus that I might leep out or fight or something.


Again, I was an angel – she didn’t have to hold me or anything. The only thing is ... she has LOTS of nail polish but desided against letting me use some – I SWORE I wud not lick it but she wasn’t so sur so I gone nun.

After the toweling, me and Skot air-dryed on the porch.



Then back to work, busniss as usual. Skot says he feels like he is under Prezidenshal gard because I am always alert, always looking in all directions [espeshially on waks], looking out for him and such. No problem! as long as those 2 morning toasts keep on coming



although I herd him say to Als that now that I’m eating all my kibbles maybe he shuld cut down on the PBT – that guy is kwite the comedian !

If that happens he better watch his muffins is all I can say, or i will watch them for him.



Well, Friday must be rite around the corner – I’ll keep my eye out for the truk.

Jump on Bil for me will ya?




Skritches and scratches, xxoo



Sunday, June 13, 2010

Inferior Dekorashun



The last couple of days I have been busy getting this hotel in order. The easy part was - lucky for people like me - the kolor intencity of my vishun is not the same as Skot and Malice so there crazy paint job does not affect me as much as Jacky. [“MOM!! It’s like living in Disneyland ... or inside of a pumpkin!! ” she has been herd to exklaim] I haven’t seen Mark around [but I can smell him]. He must be out getting the steaks, thank heavens there is another meatavore in this place.

First : we have re-appolsterd the kouches to be more comfortable for sleeping and looking out the window.



Next : a nice pink sheet on our bed; it has already been in the wash once. You can see where my feet chekd it out.



Now : the hole feng shui thing with the slippers.

Als sort of likes the furry wuns together by the dore.



But don’t yu think its better wun here, and wun somewhere else?

Me too.

Lastly : there was a reel battle over the pink wuns [cot on tape].



but finally i wun, of kors


I cudnt deside here or there.



But finally a grate idea came to me.


ahh Perfect – don’t yu agree ?



Im pretty shur Friday is tomorrow or the next day but I am not a bit worried; Kit and Bil are gud drivers and they are taking the long way heer.

Licks and tricks, xx