Monday, August 27, 2007

Only a few shopping days left

Hi Fan Club members!
This is just your friendly reminder that there are only a few shopping days left until this here Baxter dawg's Birthday!

So get your presents in the mail now!

I love squeaky toys, chewy bones, liver treats, and tummy scritches.
I wear an XXS in clothes - no pink, or NASCAR stuff, please.

hugs and kisses,


Monday, August 20, 2007

Postcards from the Ranch

Mum took me with her ALL THE WAY ACROSS THE COUNTRY. Fortunately, she gave me something, so I was one drunk puppy on the plane. But when I got off, BOY DID I HAVE TO PEE!

Anyway, we stayed at mum's pack's Cow Ranch. It was a great place for me never to have the leash. Oh, and cow poo? It is the best cologne EVER. Mum was not impressed, of course. I got more baths while I was there. And all a B-dawg wants to do is make him self smell just like my new hood. Gotta blend in, ya know.

Here I am the first morning, surveying my kingdom.

One day, mum's pack got real ugly and she cried alot. I mean ALOT. It was a good thing I was there. They made Nana cry too. So I had to do lots of being cute and sweet so they would smile. And then I made sure to bark when ever the mean people walked in the room. I did lots of barking.

So Mum and I went for a walk. It was kinda rainy. But I liked the bridge. I could peer down and look for fishes. I also wanted to go swiming. Later I did, but it was COLD COLD COLD. But I am a tough B-dawg.

Oh yeah, I wanted to chase cows. AND THEY WERE SCARED OF THE B-DAWG. It was cool. But I might have barked at a small one and that made a big one start walking towards me and I knew it was time to go run to mum. Stupid cows. I was just playin.

The first day, Grandpa and Mum and I hiked to the end of the ranch. Grandpa doesn't wait for ANYONE. Mum would stop to take pictures or look around and next thing we'd know, she would be way back there. I had to do lots of back and forth to make sure everyone was where they were supposed to be. Here's Grandpa and I on our way into the cedar grove. Mum is once again, way far behind us, of course. But that gave me extra time to roll in cow poo.

One other thing that was cool was the tractors that were making hay bales. I always end up sniffing through Rico's so I was pretty impressed with how they are made.

Mum and I got home last night. Mum says dogs don't do jet lag real well. I say WHATEVER. Just cause I want to play when its dark is just that. Jet lag, smet lag. harumph.

But its good to be home with my stuff and my kitties and mum is happier being away from all those weirdos. Its too bad though. Mum says we won't go back. And I liked the Ranch. Oh well.

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

Tag - I'M IT!!!!

I got tagged by Miss Kitty!!!!! I LOVE tag. We call it BOOGA at our house so …wait, mum says it’s not the same thing. It’s an innernets thing. OK then. I’ll try. Here are the rules:

We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.
Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

I like how Miss Kitty did hers – momentus event list more than anything. Especially since I don’t have any secrets. I try to tell EVERYONE EVERTHING about the B-dawg. Because, ya’ll are true fans, whether I pee on the expensive carpet Nana and Grandpa sent from the middle east or not. (Love you Nana!!!)

But anyway, I couldn’t think too much this AM, so:
Eight things about the B-Dawg you might not know, courtesy of Miss Kitty.

#1 – I loved my mum right away. I was so excited to see her I sat on Aunt Glo’s shoulder as we pulled into the parking lot in Georgia to meet mum. I would sort of curl up and look sad so mum would put me on her lap (and not in the crate) on the 9 hour drive home. All I knew was that Mum was nice, and her friend, Dr. Linda (who was driving) wasn’t all that bad for a vet.

#2 – Mum used to carry me around in her zip up fleece thing when I was a baby. I even went to work and sat through meetings with her in there with my head poked out and very few people noticed. I was SO good and SO quiet. I miss going to work with Mum.

#3 – I got neutered at 6 months of age. I know, I know, you probably already know that, but it was a BIG deal to me, and I thought I needed to bring it up again, so that Mum knows how much that STUNK.

#4 – I very rarely cock my leg up sideways like the dogs on TV do when I have to pee. I like to camp out and stand on all four feets. Occasionally, I will lift my leg, but only if I think something needs de-stinkifying and usually, the tank is empty so there’s not much going on there.

#5 – I am fiercely protective of mum’s lap. It is MINE, I tell you, MINE MINE MINE and no other furry creatures are allowed to sit there. (That means you Psycho Kitty.)

#6 – I have liked both boys mum has brought home. Boys are cool. They love B-dawgs and are always good for playing with me. BRING HOME MORE BOYS, MUM!

#7 – I growl in my sleep. I don’t remember my dreams – mum has asked me and I’m all “huh?” but I am sure that I am the fiercest dog ever and I am protecting my mum and my treats and I win!

#8 - Mum says I farted in the bath tub the other day. I have no idea what she is talking about – all I know is that there weren’t any bubbles, and then there were, all around my tail. Mum laughed at me. I was offended. Harumph.

So there you go!!!
And now, I tag:
Ragus Pug!
Tell us 8 things about yourselfs!!!!