Sunday, April 29, 2007

I used to be a BIG brother.

Now, I am just a brother. (or as mum says, a "brudda.")

Barley dog has gone and graduated herself from little sistah to big ass sistah. (Ok, so she's not even a lb heavier but its fun to tease her. Mum says if I had my hair it would be even. I disagree.)

But it is AWESOME being here and playing with my sister. Yes, we're related. We're from the same litter. Can you believe it!?

She's almost as spoiled as I am, but since Becca-boo lives with her, they have to split the spoils with her. I love Becca too - she's fun. But we're having a blst. Mum says we have to go home today, though. bummer. Barley says "Hello, Baxter fans. You have an associate membership automatically to the Barley Fan club. We're not as active, but we can be as fun. So if you're in the Chicago area, drop by and give me a treat! Hugs and kisses! Barley dawg."

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Its gettin' hot in here...

After pantin' alot this weekend in the heat at the barn, I let mum shave me again. I was a super good dog about it.

And she stayed home today. She spent most of the day on the sofa with an ice pack on her head. It was awesome to have mum home. And guess what - she actually TURNED ON THE AIR CONDITIONING!!! sweet.

Now, back to the interloper - take a look at this behemoth. Psycho actually scratched my nose! It bled! It was horrible. So from now on, I warn mum when ever she's around. Mum is not appreciative of this, but I take my job very seriously.

Yeah, she's a big ole black cat. But check the fang out. I made mum get a picture of it. It is seriously evil.

So, here we are. Me on the floor, she's chilling on the sofa. I think it is gonna be a long summer.

Stay cool, fan club members!

Friday, April 20, 2007

We interrupt this blog...

It would seem that Baxter dawg was correct when he predicted the trials, stress, and basic chaos that would result from introducing Psycho kitty back into the Ark.

While Psycho is content to hiss and puff up at the interference of my own cats, Malley and Tink, Baxter dog has been promoted to a whole new level of hostility.

Apparently Psycho likes morning scritches. Baxter dawg likes them all day long, but is especially fresh in the AM. this has resulted in World War Three at the house, and I am forced to post this as the two of them are cornered somewhere in the house shreeking, hissing, swatting and basically going through the actions that will eventually determine who wins Extreme Alpha Pet of the Year.

Seriously, Psycho goes out of her way to corner the B-dawg.

And B-dawg can't just let the hiss and swat go - he's got to defend himself.

Pray for me. And B-dawg. Psycho outweighs him by 10 lbs and has wicked claws. This could get muy ugly before its all settled.

(don't worry B-dawg fan club - I am taking all precautions. He is currently safe at home in his crate where he can hide from the evil Psycho Kitty.)

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

horse show hangin in the shade

Mum has her foot up to keep the swelling down (stupid jericho stepped on her foot - bad. Poor mum)

So I kept her company.

Monday, April 16, 2007

Horse Showin' in Raleigh

I wasn't too sure about this, but then I realized...

Finally, a horse that does something for the B-dawg.

Most Excellent!

That's right, pony! MUSH MUSH! Take me places!!!

Hey Mum - can I try the whip? No? Ok. GO FASTER, I like the wind in my hair, ya know.

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

The evilest of felines nears...

Mum has informed me that we will be "hosting" Psycho Kitty tomorrow. She is Nana and Grandpa's cat. She is so snarky that everyone but the verternary calls her Psycho. The vet person calls her Pandora. But he knows she's crazy too.

I met her last summer. She was not easily swayed by the cuteness that is the B-dawg. She will be here ALL summer. bummer.

She is bossy, and demands lap time, and must sleep with Mum. She does not like me, and unlike the other felines that I have trained, she does not run away when I assert my B-dawgness.

Even Malley Cat is not looking forward to the "transition period."

Malley sez, "I, being the fabulous Thomas O'Malley, am not intimidated by the Black Feline known as Psycho. She, like all others, have and will again, worship me. But its going to be unpleasant for Tinkerbell. Poor thing."

Sunday, April 08, 2007

Hoppy Easter

The Easter Bunny is fun to play with. Thanks Prez Laura for my holiday toy!

Thursday, April 05, 2007

MY hommie in Chi-Town

Get this - I wanna meet this guy when we got to Chicago in a few weeks:

CHICAGO, Illinois (AP) -- For one day, at least, the roadrunner was safe. It seems the coyote was hankering for another kind of fast food.

Employees and customers at a downtown Chicago Quiznos sandwich shop were stunned to see a coyote walk through the propped-open front door Tuesday afternoon and lie down in a cooler stocked with fruit juice and soda.

"It wasn't aggressive at all," restaurant manager Bina Patel told the Chicago Tribune. "It was just looking around."

Employees and customers calmly cleared out of the restaurant, though some took the time to finish their sandwiches and snap some cell-phone photos, the Chicago Sun-Times reported. Animal control officers took the passive coyote away after about 40 minutes, after a curious crowd had gathered outside.

Now, that's one awesome canine - just saunters in off the street, cool as you please, and sits himself down in a cooler. He is the epitome of the Baxter-ism. I hope mum lets me meet him. (mum inserts: not a chance. he'd probably eat you.)

Sunday, April 01, 2007

I luv drive thu

Occasionally, mum takes me cruising and we'll go through the drive through. Drive thrus are great fun for barking at people and scaring the workers at the drive thru. They think I am FIERCE and its nice to be appreciated for the tuff dawg I am.

Then there's the added benefit of people watching. When I bark, they look my way. But the best fun is at Taco Bell.

There is a cashier at Taco Bell who LOVES the B-Dawg. And "of course!" you're thinking, I know. But she loves me so much, she likes to sneak me food, like chicken or chips. This last time, I got a WHOLE BOWL of yummy. Check it out.

Yeah, I'm diggin' the Taco Bell Drive Thru. But don't worry, she hands everything to Mum first so she doesn't get Baxter germs on her hands. Some people have issues with dawg germs. They are too uptight, if you ask me and will probably die of a heart attack, but then again, some of my canine friends like to stick there tounges in some pretty gross places so I can see why if you didn't know ME you'd make some assumptions.