Baxter Watch

Blackberry Photos...

2010-09-23T16:17:00.000-07:00

Some from before and after my latest groomin' adventure.
Fall is here, so that means not as hot,and sleeping with windows open which means BARK BARK BARK at 3 AM because the neighbors dog said something about my Mum.

Here's some B-dawg photos for your pleasure. Mum sure likes how easy it is to take pictures with the blackburry.

FIVE years young

2010-08-29T20:07:00.001-07:00

HELLO MY INTERNET PEEPS!

I am very sorry I've been away for so long. While I have dew claws, they really aren't thumbs and Mum has been VERY SLACK about transcribing the daily antics of your Favorite Yorkie Poo.

Today ways my birthday and I got to go to the barn and see Rico. It also was SO NICE outside. It was only 90 degrees today, and that's like the coolest its been here in Vegas in three months. Mum actually slept with the windows open last night because it was so cool and breezy. This means I got to bark alot too.

Now that I'm Five, I should probably start working on my plan for world domination, but really, I've been watching the CNN and have determined that the work is pretty yuck and dominating it really would be nothing pleasant and frankly, too easy for this Dawg.

I'm working on some tricks and hopefully will get mum to video it so you can see how smart I am.

Till then, here is another photo for your Baxter Dawg Pin Up collection. Keep checking on me, peeps! I will start nagging Mum to do a better job of updating the blog.

Love,

Baxter

Weekend Photos from pheonix...

2010-04-02T16:11:00.001-07:00

Pictures by CameronKellyStudio out of Flagstaff...

I can haz Visitors!!!

2010-03-01T13:53:00.000-08:00

Check me out - I'm making moves on das internets. Mile High Pixie finally came to worship at the Baxter Dawg Altar of Greatness. Damn cats stole my thunder, tho.
http://whyarchitectsdrink.blogspot.com/2010/03/monday-visual-inspiration-liebskinds.html

Playin wid Mum...

2010-02-08T17:02:00.000-08:00

Hiking in the Valley of Fire...

2009-12-22T15:53:00.001-08:00

Feeling Hot Hot Hot - NOT!
The Valley of Fire was about 40 degrees. But I had FUN! Lots and Lots and LOTS of smells to sniff.

Here I am with my head in the wind as we drive to a hiking spot. B-Dawgs LOVE the hiking!

For the first mile anyway...then I'm all about Mum hiking, and me riding. See the Sexy B-dawg sillhouette? I think riding in the belt bag is the Way. To. Travel.

King of all I survey

2009-12-04T16:26:00.000-08:00

Mum finally got the back yard finished! Grass! Patio! Plants to pee on! YAY. Rocks...not so yay.

Mum is hiding in the corner. She's so silly.

Dude. No, that grass is wet. I'll stay RIGHT here, thanks!

Yet another marvelous place for me to explore and chill out at. Wish it weren't so cold right now so I could enjoy it! Peace out!

Chicken Dawg Chicken Dawg

2009-11-10T13:52:00.000-08:00

Haunting near you! Its me, Baxter the CHICKEN DAWG!
Hope you had a marvelous Halloween! My only complaint (no, not the costume) was that no one gave puppeh treats when I went out treating wiht the Boo! Notice the last photo where I leave in dejection. sad.

You barely update the blog

2009-10-23T14:33:00.000-07:00

So why on earth would I want one of these facebook page thingys??

I mean really, Mum.

NOW BRING ME TREATS!

Baxter Dawg has spoken.

Mom's so vain

2009-09-18T10:47:00.000-07:00

She was all "I'll go grey like B-dawg!" (Its called SILVER Mum, and its because of my Yorkie Daddie). "We'll be grey together!" "I'll look like my puppeh." She was doing pretty well at it too - she had lots and lots and lots and lots (wha, mum? is true!) of silver like me.

But then she came home looking like this...
She couldn't stand to be as cute at the B-dawg, I guess. Now I look like the old one. HA HA HA. You hafta take orders from ME! Because I have the grey hairs! HA!

She says she looks like Rico now. Harumph. Pony is NOT as cute at B-dawg. I am just saying.

Birthday

2009-08-29T20:24:00.000-07:00

Today, I turn 4. Mum took me to a fancy barkery place to get fancy treats (me, I just prefer the liver treats from Petsmart, but I humored her.) and I made sure to poop in the store. EXCELLENT. The girls there didn't really oo and awww over me either (before the poopage) so I think they had it coming because hELLO! I am CUTE! And its my BIRFDAY! morons.

It was also REALLY hot today. Mum says it was 109. All I know is that when I went tearing through the neighborhood because mom forgot (HA HA HA SUCKER!) to put my leash on when we went out to the car, the ground was HOT. And I was panting up a storm after running for like 5 seconds. I wouldn't let mum catch me though. But the nice man in the big white truck was mean and when I came to hiim when he called me, he made me stay put so mum could grab me. No fun for the B-dawg on his birthday.

So I'm tired. And chillin with Mum tonight. You can send me birthday cards - just ask mum. Peace out!

Cause That's How I roll...

2009-08-11T12:25:00.000-07:00

This, my peeps, is how hiking should be - when you get tired, your mum plucks you up and stashes you in your spot, and she does all the work.

Don't get me wrong - I did my fair share of hiking, but my legs are only SO long and I have to take lots more steps than the peoples. See, here I am, posing just For YOU!

And I got hot, with all the hiking, so I went swimming in the creek. It was cold, but felt OH SO good on my paws. But then I got all dirty and mum was NOT happy about a muddy dawg. I tried to point out that drinking from the creek saved more of her bottled water for her, but she just didn't want to hear it.

Where were we? We were in Oregon, at Mum's Aunt's house. I like it there - lots and lots of room to run run run. And GRASS. Ah, Grass, how I have missed you so in the desert.

We also went Sailing - I would like to take this moment to remind you all SAFETY FIRST. Especially when on a boat with a bunch of drunks. Not that I'm judging. I'm just saying they wouldn't share the vino and I was NOT pleased about this.

Ah sailing... I love the wind in my ears...

Long time, no post

2009-07-22T14:33:00.000-07:00

Mum and I have been SUPER BUSY moving into the new digs.

We're settled in now, and I've now got the title of Deputy Dawg. This means I am in charge of fussing at the cats when Malley gets on the counter or they try to sharpen their claws on the stair carpet.

I like the new house, but most of all, I like my new crate - it is STYLIN!

I think it adds a level of class an sophistication.

You'll also notice I am sportin' the summer 'do. Not really happy about it but since its been so hot, I think Mum might have had a good idea.

Me and Malley have been playing - he likes to plop down next to my ball and then I bark at him until he gets annoyed enough to leave so I can get my ball.

That works until I inhale his stupid fur. Stupid cats. Always shedding. Definitely not near as nice as Baxter-Dawg's hair.

More later, peeps. I will try to keep mum updating the internets for you!

Horseshow mafia

2009-02-16T20:53:00.000-08:00

GIMME

2009-02-06T16:05:00.000-08:00

I want cookies. Or what ever your eating.

And if you could pick me up, that would be grand. Its been a long week at nana's house....

Loing time, no post

2009-01-13T14:49:00.001-08:00

As Baxter's mum, I should apologize. Much of our lives are in temporary holding patern while we live in a single room, waiting on the house to sell in NC.

Fortunately, the house has sold, and we are headed for new digs next month. So my sorry lazy self will go back to the wonderful world of posting for Baxter soon.

We've been busy the last several weeks, travelling - complete with a Christmas eve stay at an airport hotel in houston.

To all the B-dawg fans, I am sorry! I will work to remedy in 2009!
Until then, here's the B-dawg with me, and his sister, at Christmas!

Captain Baxter sails again!

2008-10-13T11:43:00.000-07:00

Mum and I went Kayaking again on the Colorado river this weekend.

The big difference? More hommies in our pack, and it was COLD. I told Mum I thought she said this was a desert??? Mum said bad words till she warmed up paddling.

Here I am taking lunch break at Arizona Hot Springs. I was admired by many other yakers on the river for my dedication to safety. I told them that I got my life jacket at PetsMart. And it ROCKS.

While we were at the hot springs, I saw wild mountain SHEEPS! and I barked at them. I could have totally kicked their sheepy butts.

And here I am, telling mum, "Quit with the photos, just row, silly! We're going to be LATE FOR DINNER."

All said, it was rockin' fun and I am one tired Dawg. If you would like to go 'yaking with the B-dawg, just drop me a note. I'll see if I can fit you in to my very demanding schedule.

peace out!

The Baxter Dawg Golfer Gopher!

2008-09-23T14:13:00.000-07:00

Hi Folks! Given the current economic woes, I have started my own business:

Baxter, Your Own Personal Golfer Gopher - you hit it, I find it!!

Good golfer, bad golfer, it doesn't matter!!! In the rough or in the sand, I can dig that ball out for you. And as an animal, I can be considered part of the course "hazards" under certain rule interpretations!

And for extra, I'll even fetch your ball from water hazards...what?

Disclaimer - water hazards must not be more than 6 inches deep, have no signs of large alligatory or crocodillian reptiles in residence and be between the temperatures of 85 and 105 degrees F.

And you can upgrade to the "Hole In One!" plan, where for our special customers, the Baxter Dawg will not only FIND your ball, but he will carry it to the hole and drop it in!*

*hole in one club does not guarentee than hole used is the hole the golfer is actually playing. Does not include tax, tag, and title. Your mileage may vary.

Thank you!! Call 1-800-BAXTER-RULZ to get yours today!

Swimmin and Boozin' Dawg

2008-09-13T16:06:00.000-07:00

We got a pool installed at the temporary B-Crib - complete with solar roof heater thingy and it is AWESOME. I have been working on my dives and my dawg paddle and its great for when I get hot, I just go sit on the top step - instant desert AC.

But last night, I got into Mum's wine... I might have had too much. Mum swears the floors were flat and not moving, but I think she was playing a MEAN trick on the B-dawg. But I liked the wine. Mum calls it Pee-nooo Greee-Zhee-Oooo and I couldn't get enough of it. Mum eventually had to put her glass away because, even with the floor and the rooms spinning, I kept trying to get more. Mum said I need a 12 step program. Whatev. I saw she's still got more of it in the fridge... I am going to bide my time.

Anyway, I might have maybe fallen in the pool in my (mum's words:) "drunken stupor" last night. But I swam around and got out. No biggie, but mum was NOT pleased.

Today, I decided to pass on the pool thing. But I was tempted. Really tempted.

Summer Camp at Auntie Deb's!!!!

2008-08-25T14:03:00.000-07:00

Mum went away for the weekend. To see my horse show buddies. She said she got tired of answering for where I was. DUH - next time, take me with you, woman.

Meanwhile, I went to Auntie Deb's house where I got to boss around kittehs and introduce them to the "pack" and "alpha dawg" concept. It was fun.

I even got to go swimmin' in Deb's tub.

I was glad to see Mum when she got back though. Gotta make sure she feels loved. But I have lots of sleepin' to do. Auntie Deb is a BUSY lady, man. And cat herding is hard hard work. So now that I'm home, I'm snoozin'.

ALSO - ONLY FOUR, that's FOUR! SHOPPING DAYS LEFT TILL B-DAWG'S THIRD BIRTHDAY!!!!
I'm asking for a person to buy Mum's house so I don't have to keep trippin over those stupid cats, and also I'd like treats, and small tennis balls, and belly scritchin...

Just to inspire you with my cuteness, here's a photo... Now, Don't I deserve a kick ass birthday???

Love ya, Auntie Deb.

I love the Ranch

2008-08-13T14:00:00.000-07:00

I run free, I eat what I want, I bark at coyotes, and basically it rules.

And the cow poo!! Its aroma is delish and I roll in it when ever I can.

This of course results in the least fun thing - the baths. Ugh.

But I did get to go River Swimmin too this year. Rock on.

Urban living = B Dawg Litter Box??

2008-07-14T09:54:00.001-07:00

I think not.

Mum thinks I should pee in this box. As if. Fake grass even.

We are not impressed.

Captain Baxter on the USS Kayak!

2008-06-09T11:45:00.000-07:00

Mum and I went on an adventure this weekend. We got to ride in this little boat thing called a kayak. Mum kept calling it a "yak." She's weird like that.

Back in NC, after I kept showing interest in swimming, mum bought me my very own Dawgie Flotation Device. (AKA life jacket.) It makes swimming much easier and me less stressed. Everyone was mucho impressed with it and me (of course.)

Here we are, at the base of Hoover dam. We had to go through major security to get here, and I didn't realize that I should have peed there before getting on the boat. But I held it. It just wasn't fun.

I just checked out the cabins below deck - perfect size for a B-dawg.

Off on our adventure. I would sit in mum's lap and she would row. Like it should be.

DUCKS! OMG! I bailed off the kayak when one swam up to us and I was going to get it! - I was not going to allow ANY ducks on my boat. Its a duck free zone! Then I realized "this water is FREEZING" not like the beach or the pool or the bath tub. LET ME BACK IN THE KAYAK, MUM.

When we got to this area, its a canyon with hot springs - the water in this inlet was nice and warm. We hiked up a little ways till I couldn't go any further (they had ropes for people to keep going) and the stream was HOT. Mum says that's why they are called "Hot Springs." Here I am telling the Ducks to BACK OFF again. But the water is pretty warm here.

Its just ANOTHER waterfall, Mum. Chill out with the picture taking. Geeze.

And when I got tired, I could stretch out and nap. Good times.

All in all, I think I like kayaking. I get to meet lots of people, see lots of things and hang out with Mum. Not so bad a day.

Dawg Park

2008-05-18T20:26:00.000-07:00

OK, dudes - its really really hot here and there's like NO grass.

And the cats keep digging in this box thing and making noise and IT BOTHERS ME. THEY NEED TO STOP

Mum was feeling bad about me not going to see Rico so she took me to this Dawg Park thingy.

A whole park for B-dawgs!!! There's even GRASS and TREES

and unfortunately other dogs. I thought it was supposed to be just MINE, but oh well.

Anyway, it was fun and all sniffing things, but it was hot so I spent time just chillin' with mum in the shade. It wore me out so much, this is what I did on Saturday night:

Come visit the B-dawg - I'll take you to my park!

How to become a "Desert Dawg"

2008-05-10T18:25:00.001-07:00

Mum packed me and the cats up and put us in the car for SIX WHOLE DAYS??? Puppy sez "WTF?"

Here are some photos of me criss crossing the country - towards the end, I did not get to get my photo taken as it was hot and stuff and I was tired of posin'. We have arrived safely in Las Vegas and I am learning to potty on sand and rocks instead of grass. its not ideal, but when you gotta, you gotta.

P.S. HAPPY BIRthDAY PREZ LAURA - mum took a movie of me singing happy birthday to you and then her battery had died and then I wouldn't sing it again and I am sorry. Mum said we were even in your time zone on your birthday and I waved to you when we went through Texas. P.P.S - I hope your Texas is prettier than the Texas we saw.

Baxter Sez: "Are we there yet? Tennessee is cool and all but I am TIRED already."

Baxter Sez: "This posing crap at rest stations is for the birds. You mean I have to do this for the rest of the WEEK? So Arkansas has a lake by the highway. Big deal. Its raining. Put me back in the car."

Baxter Sez: "Texas is empty and its COLD- Mum says it is like 56 degrees and its stormy. Brrrrr"

Baxter Sez: "Just so long as we don't have to TAKE Route 66 - that would take FOREVER. And how come I can't go into the Mexican restaurant with you?"

Baxter Sez: "Someday this will be all mine in my quest for world domination."

Baxter Sez: "Sigh. Yes, another pose in the Painted Desert."

Baxter Sez:"I found out its called the petrified forrest because I was petrified - DON'T DROP ME, MUM!"

Horse showing - with out a horse

2008-04-23T18:31:00.000-07:00

That's the way I like it. Mum and I went to Raleigh to hang with my peeps, and Jericho stayed home.

The paparazzi were out and about and could not resist taking professional photos of yours truly. I was chilling in my bag while Mum was watching Krystal with her horses.

But let it be said, I may have been in a bag, but I was still givin' the laydeeze some B-dawg flirtin'.

Check this stud man out!

Beach trip to Nana's!!!

2008-04-03T13:12:00.000-07:00

Gulf Shores - land of treats from Granpa in the AM, scritches from Nana in the PM and occassional Yorkie-Poo Smack Down 2008 with my sister, Barley....

You have to understand - the beach may look like one big litter box to the cats, but to me, its a constant head out the open window of the car. There's breezes bringing weird smells, birds to chase, crabs to dig up and all sorts of fun stuff - and that doesn't even count the SWIMMING. It was too cold to swim this time, though.

Not only that, its a rockin' place to dig a hole and nap.

We had a blast there - though my sister Barley doesn't seem as beach going as I am.

Poor thing.

Barley says, "Hello, Dahlings... Have you seen a cabana boy about? I need my umberella set up."

Barley:My Mum says dogs aren't allowed on the beach here.
Baxter:I heard my Mum say that too.

Baxter:Good thing we aren't dogs.
Barley:Yeah. Rotten for them, though.

One of my favorite games is tag between Nana and Mum - see how fast I am???

Peace, my hommies! Don't forget the sunscreen!

Weight loss trick

2008-03-07T18:20:00.001-08:00

I used to be warm and fuzzy.

Then mum clipped me.

grrrr.

Bigger than a bread box?

2008-01-08T16:38:00.000-08:00

In a word, "No."

But a toaster? Maybe. Especially if its not a bagel toaster.

You can see, I was not amused my Mum's latest story. Apparently some of you (ahem AUNT PIXIE ahem) had thought I was like HUGE or something, like 15 lbs! Can you believe that?

Let me tell you, B-dawgs are like diamonds - small, beautiful, and highly desired.

So I told mom to take some "frame of reference photos" after my bath tonight.

Here's one:

See? This is not a big laptop mum has - its only a 12 inch power book.

Now, wait. that's not a good angle. I finally had to tell Mum "GET DOWN HERE ON THE FLOOR WITH ME, WOMAN! AND GET ME A TREAT WHILE YOU'RE AT IT" (I am still not pleased with her current abandonment of the b-dawg this weekend. harumph.

Enough with the mundane, Mum. LEts do something different... get that wine bottle down so I can show 'em.

oh. sorry.

Little sisters... gah

2008-01-02T15:55:00.000-08:00

This is me and Barley at Christmas. Barley and I are from the same litter, and you can see who got all the good looks.

Barley barks at EVERYTHING, even things that aren't there. Mum says that she sees dead people. I'm all "whatev, shut UP, sis. " Gahd. Annoy-ING.

Anyway, I hope you all had a fab-u-lous Christmas. I got to celebrate New Years at a party Just For Me! At least until they started with the fireworks - then mum and I were all "see ya."

Here's hoping your 2008 is rockin!

What do you mean, "Naughty???"

2007-12-12T17:27:00.000-08:00

What's this crap about "naughty dogs don't get christmas presents?"

Because I KNOW you aren't talking to me, woman. I mean, for real.

Thankful

2007-11-25T17:32:00.000-08:00

Baxter and I have spent the last two years together, and I am so happy I have him in my life. He makes me laugh, he brings me comfort, and its hard to be lonely when all he wants to do is be with you.

Glad you liked the turkey, B-dawg.
love,
Mum

My portrait

2007-10-31T18:22:00.000-07:00

Mum went to the big fancy city with all the stuffy pack leaders. She went through a museum, where she took a picture of one of the paintings.

I told her it was US!!! Me and MUM in our very own portrait in the fancy picture place in the fancy city!!!

Mum didn't think that was funny, but she did agree that it looked like me.

See?

except if it were REALLY me and Mum I would be curled up on her lap or shoulders.

but its still a good resemblence.

Still barkin'

2007-10-16T18:24:00.001-07:00

Hey my homies - I am still alive and kickin'.

Mum even took me to a PROFESSIONAL groomer. I got a ROCKIN' hair cuts and LOTS of treats.

See how much I like it?

Other than that, not much happenin' - Mum left me at Aunt Ima's while she went partying in DC. (grumble). But she's back now and I am very glad. I thought she'd never come back. I was sad. I was good, but I was sad.

She says that this year for halloween I am going to be something called a Toto. I hope its not too itchy a costume.

Casa de Ugh

2007-10-03T10:23:00.000-07:00

Many of you out there in the B-dawg fan club have asked about what I do all day. Well, because Mum has a difficult schedule, and I like peeing on a carpet more than a pee pad (though I prefer grass to ANYTHING else), I have to spend her business hours in a cage. It sucks

Mum did upsize it to two crates, thanks to Auntie Vickie, but it still bites.

When Mum gets home, I am so good and quiet, but I just can't help but shake my whole bootie I am so excited to see her. I get to go straight outside WITHOUT A LEASH to do the potty thing. Mum knows that I am so happy she's home, she doesn't need to leash me to keep me from wandering off.

I luv my Mum. I tolerate my crate, just for her. Good thing she gives me treats.

Dear US Arab Sport Horse Nationals Fan Club,

2007-09-30T08:23:00.000-07:00

It was LOVELY meeting you all! I SO enjoyed all the treats and scratches and belly rubs and lovin' you gave the B-dawg. I miss you already!

And in case you missed it, Rico was stalled across from FA Patriot, whom mum called "Blue" who was BIG BIG BIG. He won lots of roses and trophies and even got to do a musical dancin' thing in front of EVERYONE in the BIG arena. His mum is only 17yrs old but they are SO much better at the riding thing than my mum. I told her not to feel bad. Jessica may be a great rider on Blue, but its only because she doesn't have a B-dawg to love and spend time with. What else would she do but practice??

Anyway, here's a picture of me with Blue and my Mum - we even are part of the official photos from the show
http://www.arabianhorses.org/competitions/nationalevents/sporthorse/2007/DailyUpdate/Day3.asp

hugs and kisses,
B-dawg, official guard Dawg of Rico, Tino, Flame, Blue and Frankie. Oh yeah, and Chuck.

B-dawg brings you Star Wars in pictures...

2007-09-19T18:24:00.000-07:00

These aren't the droids you're looking for.

MUM! I am NOT an EWOK. I AM A WOOKIE! Get it straight!

And now, young Skywalker... you will die.

Size matters not. Look at me. Judge me by my size, do you? Hmm? Hmm. And well you should not. For my ally is the Force, and a powerful ally it is.

Help me Obi-Wan Kenobi. You're my only hope!

Ridin' Dirty

2007-09-10T19:00:00.001-07:00

Good thing I know how to drive stick...

Geeze, fella. I may not have thumbs, but at least I know how to keep the middle claw to myself.

And one of my favorite posse - Rap Masta Em.

Another wonderful picture from the Ranch

2007-09-01T18:14:00.000-07:00

Prez Laura and Emme are here so I'm kinda busy, but here's a picture from my portfolio for your viewing pleasure.

Only a few shopping days left

2007-08-27T18:28:00.000-07:00

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,

Baxter

Postcards from the Ranch

2007-08-20T18:28:00.000-07:00

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.

Tag - I'M IT!!!!

2007-08-01T08:41:00.000-07:00

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:
Coco!
Ragus Pug!
Mum!
Tell us 8 things about yourselfs!!!!

I am FAMOUS!

2007-07-30T05:43:00.000-07:00

World wide acclaim. check me out:
http://laughoutlouddogs.com/archives/43

Mum said they will be using some other photos of me soon.

World domination by the B-dawg is well underway!!!!

Workin' For The Weekend...

2007-07-29T19:05:00.000-07:00

Hello my homies.
This weekend was fun time at the barn, and then going to PetsMart and dinner with Mum! I love Petsmart. I got new toys, a new collar and treats. AND I got to play with a Big Dawg called a St. Bernsomething. She LOVED me. (Of course.)

Today and Yesterday at the barn when I get hot, I go and jump in the ditch which is full of interesting tasting water. Mum yells at me when I do this, but I get so hot, mum! I don't mean to get dirty and slimy, but it just HAPPENS.

So tonight I got to swim in the bathtub with mum. I love chasing her toes under the bubbles. But I am WORE out. Mum said I could surf the interweb, but all I wanted to do was say HEY to my Fan Club outthere in the ethernet and tell you I hope you had a great weekend. Its back to living in the crate this week while mum works.

OH. And she's thinking about taking me on vacation with her in two weeks - apparently the house sitter may not be able to stay. She says it would mean 5 hours on an air plane. I am not too sure about that - I've done 2 hours flights before, but 5 is a whole different game, but I know I would miss my mum for the 10 days she is gone and I KNOW she would miss me. We'll have to see.

Mum's 'puter took some pictures of me right before I finished this post. You can see I'm one tired dawg.
Have a good monday, my homies! Just don't forget the treats and belly scritches!

I am SO smart...

2007-07-24T17:42:00.000-07:00

I have figured out how to work the system.

See, mum gives me a super treat whenever we get back inside after I take her to go potty. (I go potty, mum goes outside with me, with my leash. grrrr)

And I have figured out how to drink lots and pee little, so that I can go outside OVER and OVER and OVER again. You know what that means... MORE TREATS!!!! YEA BAXTER!!!!

So I've got mum trained now.

OH and the other trick I have her trained to do? I go into my double sized crate and stand in front of my water and food bowls and whine. Sometimes, its legit, and I make her get me water or food. But lately, I will stand there and whine and whine and whine until mum comes and touches the bowls so I can finally eat. Its a great trick. It aggravates her intensely. I think its great pay back for all the stupid tricks she makes ME do.

I am such a smart dog.

Here's a photo of me on mum's lap at a horse show this weekend. She's too funny.

I've been busy!

2007-07-17T17:32:00.000-07:00

Mum gave me a summer cut - shave thing. Bummer.

And we went to a party last weekend - I was the hit of the party. And I got to play with big dogs in the hostess' house - it is SO cool being small like me, because I can dodge the big dogs by going under chairs and tables and they can't! I was so worn out that mum's friend's dog, Sophie was getting on my nerves. Stupid Boxer. I'll school her next time.

Mum and I have been playing fetch. But I don't like getting my photos taken. See?

No photos, please. Paris and Brittany get hounded by the papparazzi - and so do I.

At least you could get my good side, man.

And ENOUGH with the flash already!!!

Fine. Smiling. See???

And for those of you with YouTube - here I am playing with Mum. She's such a good Mum.

Is that a web cam on your laptop or are you just happy to see me?

2007-07-09T18:03:00.000-07:00

Mum's laptop has a built in camera... you've seen some of the shots.

I think I just got busted surfing the internet...

You have no proof, camera... you can't prove I was downloading pictures of puppy treats and buying B-dawg toys on Ebay.

Beach Bumin' It

2007-07-06T09:11:00.000-07:00

Mum got Wednesday off for good behavior, so on Tuesday, we headed to the BEACH!!

This involves a car ride and a ferry ride to Ocracoke island, where everybody loves the B-dawg!!!! You can see the ferry in the background. And yes, my bandana says SURF!!! I'm a beach dawg!

The wind is AWESOME on the ferry. It makes my ears stand at attention!

Mum, I am too busy sniffing the smells to pose for your stupid photo.

I went swimmin'in the ocean, diggin in the sand and getting adored by people all over the USA who came to Ocracoke for the July 4th holiday.

Its tough being so gosh darn cute. It wears you out. Good thing I could sleep on mum's shoulders on the way home.

I get around....

2007-07-02T12:41:00.000-07:00

Fear not, Fan Club members - I am over the yaks!! And am living large.

This weekend I got to go to PetSmart and get chewys. Mum got me two bandanas and I look totally cool, like I should, when I wear them. Then we went to Moes so mum could get lunch (and share with the B-dawg, of course - they have a great covered, fanned outside sitting area! Love. It.) and then - guess what?

You'll never guess. Mum took me to HARRIS TEETER in my little over the shoulder carrier - and I was such a good boy. I stayed in the bag, with just my head out while mum shopped and shopped. And two people said they wanted to join my fan club. I know, I know, but I was a good dog and everything.

I didn't get to go to the barn on sunday (but did on Saturday) so mum made it up to me by taking me to Lowes and then Taco Bell, whereI got some potatoes from the cool drive thru lady. I was living LARGE this weekend, my homies. Gettin' out amongst my peeps, spreadin' the love. We told several people about Aunt Glo, so hopefully, NC will get more of the awesome B-dawg family. It was the best ever.

p.s. Riding in the cart RULES!

I am sick

2007-06-29T11:32:00.001-07:00

And I'm pretty sure I know who dunnit.

See, here we are, enjoying a nice frolick in the back yard. Me on a leash of course. Those darn cats, free as always. grumble. But notice - mum mowed the yard! Yea Mum!

anyway, from across the ditch, notice the Psycho kitty putting the evil eye on the cuteness that is the B-dawg. Pretending that just because her eyes are green, we can't see her. hurumph. Maybe if I were a golden retriever or a lab or sumthin.

Malley sez, "I told you to stay away from her, she doesn't like you. Stupid rat dog, do you want to get killed????"

Malley is always trying to look out for me. We sleep together with Mum some times. But Psycho LIKES him. Its Just. Not. Fair! She MAKES me bark when she hisses and swats at me. I can't help it.

Stoopid Cats.

See? She won't even let me back to the door without threatening me. And then I started throwing up the next night. I'm sure its related. If I could prove it, maybe Nana and Grandpa would come get her and I could rule the house again.

Don't worry, B-dawg fans... I'll live. I hope. Mum took good care of me last night and I hadn't thrown up before she left this morning.

And now, a word from our sponsor...

2007-06-27T09:14:00.000-07:00

Don't worry, my Homies - I'm still here and kickin'. If you've checked out Mum's blog you'll see we had a horse show this weekend. So I got adored by thousands of fans, while mum gave treats to the pony and not me. So wrong.

But to keep you occupied, here's a link mum and I have been laughing over. Poor Bo. He hasn't quite learned to that world dominion requires a little bit of tact. It must be because he's got short legs.

I'll post some stuff soon, my peeps. Till then, don't pee on the carpet and beware the Big Black Psycho Kitty.

Beggin for treats

2007-06-17T18:31:00.001-07:00

Mum has discovered some AWESOME treat things. But she makes me work for them. First it was treats if I went in my crate in the morning. She tricks me EVERY time - she says "Crate!" and I go running, because I know she's going to be putting a handful of the treats in the crate. But then she shuts the door and goes away. For EVER. it makes me sad. After I eat the treats of course. Because, hellllooo treats RULE.

Anyway, she's making me dance now... before I get the juicy yummy bestthingever!

Its really rather undignified. I mean, I'm not some monkey in the circus, mum

This is me objecting to the tricks - barking loud and often "MOM. GIVE IT TO ME. I AM A GOOD DOG. I SHOULD GET A TREAT!"

And then mum does. And I suppose I shouldn't complain. The cats don't get treats, even though they get to come and go as they please.

Showing with JorJor

2007-06-13T08:27:00.000-07:00

this past weekend, after getting up early to go to the barn with mum, we took a ROAD TRIP!!!

JorJor has gone away for a month or so to work at a horse farm with one of her ponies, Rodney (aka "For your eyes only"). I got to eat left over ribs, swim in a pool (What's an otter? And why do I look like one?) and sleep in Miss Gina's horse trailer - which has AIR CONDITIONING!!! very cool.

On Sunday morning we went out to watch Jorjor do something called "an event." Actually, it was just the cross country portion, and when they say cross country they are talking alot of walking and running, man. When mum shows at least she stays in the same time zone and you can always see her. This is crazy hard work. Especially if a B-dawg is trying to keep up.

We walked the course with JorJor that morning, and boy was I tired! And through the whole thing, horses would come galloping up and I had to get out of the way. I wasn't too thrilled about this, and barked my displeasure which caused mum to start wrapping her hand around my mouth. that stunk.

Anyway, here's a token shot of me, taken by JorJor afterwards. Notice how I am panting. But it was FUN though - mum says we may go back and visit sometime. Cool with me.

That's how I roll

2007-06-08T12:17:00.000-07:00

When mum and I go cruisin'this is how I ride.

Mum doesn't like it. I have my own seat belt, but I am too small for it to hold me for long.

I'm usually pretty good. I sit, wrapped around her neck and stay quiet, so long as we aren't going through a drive through. I like to see the world, ya know. Its also a great place to nap.

I'm in trouble...

2007-06-07T10:56:00.000-07:00

Mum was eating her dinner in the chair the other night, and I couldn't stand it anymore so I jumped on her. Her wine went flying, all over the chair and floor. She yelled.

A lot.

At me.

So i'm in trouble.

Anyone know the number to Paris Hilton's lawyer? Because I'm thinking I'm going to need to get out of jail soon.

I could earn my keep!

2007-06-03T14:58:00.000-07:00

Mum and I were watching TV this weekend, and a commercial for my favorite store, PetsMart came on - and there's this little dachshund dragging this old toy around like its his favorite. Well, *I* have that toy, and I LOVE it, and I am so much cutter than that little freakishly long (or is it freakeshly short?) dog.

See? I could be doing that commercial! And making big bucks! Or at least getting a discount on B-dawg toys and treats!

Picture it - The B-dawg Famous. I could be like Madonna or Cher, or Prince- just know as Baxter.

I'd even give mum some of my treats. Because I decided she's OK. Now, all I have to do is get an agent...

Sad B-Dawg

2007-05-30T18:27:00.001-07:00

Prez Laura and Couzin Em have left the B-dawg alone with Mum.

Mum is OK, I guess. I mean, she's no Prez Laura, and Couzin Em has these AWESOME fingernails, just perfect for scritching the B-dawg belly.

sigh.

Don't get me wrong, I love Mum. But Prez Laura makes bacon. Its hard to top the bacon.

Oh well. I miss them. I'm sad and depressed. I've been sleeping all day. Mum isn't near as fun or treat friendly. Prez Laura also shared Brie and some other cheeze. AND CHEESECAKE!!!! I've been dreaming about it while I sleep. Cheesecake while you sleep is so much better than kibble when I'm awake.

I'm sure I can love Mum again.... perhaps if she starts making bacon???

Hi, We can't come to the blog right now...

2007-05-28T10:55:00.001-07:00

But if you leave your name, number, and a dawg treat, we'll get back to you!

Holidayz are awesome.
Love,
Baxter

B-Dawgs aren't for everyone

2007-05-21T06:15:00.000-07:00

Lots of people aren't up for the challenge and adventure that is the B-dawg. Its OK. I totally understand. I'm a high energy, high volume ride of love and adorable-ness. We B-dawgs, we're work, ya know. We're not for the faint of heart.

So these chums have made something for those of you who aren't ready for the prime time B-dawg-ness. A sort of training wheel for you.

Meet the Perfect Petzzzz....

These...um....things... are "cute sleeping puppies and kittens that offer unconditional love and are maintenance-free. They look so lifelike - you can even see them breathe!"

So, you can practice before you committ to B-dawg ownership. They even have kittehs, though why, I don't know, because everyone knows that all cats do anyway is sleep all day. Get a real one.

Mum inserts: They don't shed, Baxter (NEITHER DO I!!!!) and no litter box - a big improvement if you ask me. Can you believe this? People actually pay for this stuff. They actually have a picture of some lady petting on of these while she's in her cubicle at work! "There's a sucker born...."

weekend schedule...

2007-05-20T15:43:00.000-07:00

Between naps with mum, barking at those stupid cats, and getting mum to give me treats, this is what I did this weekend...

Ah, yes, I'd like a steak buritto - hold the rice, beans, and tortilla...what? Yes, I just want the steak. And a big glass of water. Whats that? no sauce. Thanks! (Whoops, mum! I'm all out of cash. Can you get this...great! I'll pay you back later.)

Lots of barn time with the ponies. Here is me and JorJor with her pony Dutchess - they bred Dutchess this year - what ever that means. All I know is JorJor likes to scratch me and Dutchess is small, so I don't feel like she's gonna eat me.

And walkin' round the neighborhood, chasin squirrels, and peeing on peoples plants. 'Cept this lady is crazy. What, does she think dogs can read? I mean, I CAN, but most dogs aren't the B-dawg, ya know.

Hope you all had a great weekend!

Lap dawg...

2007-05-16T18:30:00.000-07:00

I was trying to sleep but mum and her camera.... Yes, that is my hind leg under my chin. While mum works all day, I do yoga.

Since mum woke me up (grumble) I demanded a chewy.

Mum says that if I keep using my paws like this, I'll almost have opposable thumbs. I have no idea what that means, except that it has something to do with getting a job and earning my keep. That does not sound fun.

Enough already, WOMAN. Leave the B in peace.

Please??????

Mum's toy

2007-05-15T18:58:00.000-07:00

Mum's 'puter has a built in camera for something called chatting. But its got cool effects and takes pictures too. So we played some tonight. Pardon the poor lighting.
I am SO cute - even in sepia.

Why, the better to see you with, my dear.

I swear that my nose isn't that big and cold in the morning like Mum says it is....

What's better than one B-dawg? Why TWO B-Dawgs, of course!!!!

Say, mum, does this mean I get TWO treats now instead of one? (had to try, you know....)

Aw, Come on Mum...

2007-05-13T09:59:00.000-07:00

Can't you let a B-dawg sleep?

Notice in top photo - cute little paw peeking out, and elephant toy in background. spoiled dog.

Hey big Bro, can I have some?

2007-05-07T16:38:00.000-07:00

puh-leeeeeze? Can I huh huh huh?

Sure Kid. Eat up. Though why a carnivore would eat flax seed and grain is beyond me.

I am SO SO Excited!!!

2007-05-04T17:47:00.000-07:00

Guess what!
Really, guess what? (that's what becca-boo taught me)

Tomorrow is.... a Baxter fan club holiday!

Because.... ITS PREZ LAURA'S BIRTHDAY!

I am so so excited!!!!

So, Happy Birthday Prez Laura!!! Wish I could be there to dance for you in person!
love,
Da B-Dawg.

I used to be a BIG brother.

2007-04-29T09:39:00.000-07:00

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."

Its gettin' hot in here...

2007-04-25T18:09:00.000-07:00

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!

We interrupt this blog...

2007-04-20T06:10:00.001-07:00

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.)

horse show hangin in the shade

2007-04-18T08:17:00.000-07:00

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

So I kept her company.

Horse Showin' in Raleigh

2007-04-16T18:43:00.000-07:00

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.

The evilest of felines nears...

2007-04-10T18:23:00.000-07:00

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."

Hoppy Easter

2007-04-08T07:17:00.000-07:00

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

MY hommie in Chi-Town

2007-04-05T06:41:00.000-07:00

Get this - I wanna meet this guy when we got to Chicago in a few weeks:
(from cnn.com)

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.)

I luv drive thu

2007-04-01T17:02:00.000-07:00

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.

another cute horse show photo

2007-03-29T11:17:00.000-07:00

Again - being held back from my mum because she's all dressed in white.

as if B-dawg dirty foot prints weren't lucky. harumph.

Monthly Fan Club Meeting.

2007-03-26T07:51:00.000-07:00

(Mum inserts: Blogger was being a total pain about uploading pictures, so this is a week late. Sorry)

This weekend saw the return of Prez Laura, and cousin Em-me to Casa Baxter. And even Cousin Jor-jor got in on the action the last night. She is so silly.

It was AWESOME. I got to pee on everyone - its very important you know, to mark my territory. Mum thinks it was because I got excited, but that's just my cover story. I dont' like to share my fan clubs, you know. Even with Tinker and Malley cats.

And Prez Laura, we love her so much - she fed us raw egg. And bacon. And I pooted ALL weekend long. It was FUN! Here I am, because she is MY Prez Laura, staking my claim on her. I will not share. Except with the her pups, whom I will convert to the school of Baxter is the best Dog in May.

No pics of Emme this time - she was camera shy with the b-dawg.

It was great fun. I loved it.

Horse Showin'

2007-03-26T07:44:00.000-07:00

This weekend, I got to play at mum's horse show.

Good Things:
I get out of my crate all day
I get to see Mum almost all day
I get to be adored by my fans at the show grounds
I get to beg for chips, french fries, and other yummy snacks.
All the fabulous smells at the show
All the horse poop I can eat when mum doesn't see me.
I get carried when I'm tired.

Bad Things:
Mum won't let me jump on her or sit on her lap when she's dressed fancy
Mum disappears for times with Rico
I have to stay with other people even though I can see my Mum RIGHT THERE and I NEED TO BE WITH HER.
Mum takes a crate to the show.
People threaten to kill me when I'm in my crate, crying.

It was fun! We're doing it again in April with Nana, Grandpa, and Jorjor. That is TOTALLY going to rock.

Here I am, with a fan club member, watching mum ride Rico. We have to be quiet here.

When there's lots of horses, or I'm tired, Mum will carry me. Its great.

I got to meet all SORTS of friends. This guy LOVED me.

I also showed off some of my tricks, like sit, and laydown. I got all sorts of applause.

But at the end of the day, its Mums who are the best ever.

PSA from B-dawg

2007-03-19T08:06:00.000-07:00

This is story that is important to my hommies everywhere.
I am quoting:

"A sugar substitute found in a variety of sugar-free and dietetic cookies, mints and chewing gum is proving highly toxic, even fatal, to snack-snatching dogs.
Xylitol, popular in Europe for decades but a relative newcomer to the U.S. alternative-sweeteners market, can be "very, very serious" to dogs when ingested,"

"Right now, xylitol is used mostly in cookies, candies, cupcakes and other sweets developed for people who have diabetes. It's also sold in bags of crystals for baking. Because of its bacteria-killing properties, it is put into some oral care products, including Tom's All Natural and Biotene toothpastes.

It also is beginning to be used in a broad assortment of products intended for the general public. Among them: Jello sugar-free puddings and a wide variety of sugar-free gums, including Trident, Orbit, Stride, Icebreakers and Altoids."

Weekend stories coming soon.
-Baxter

SAVE ME!!

2007-03-15T06:27:00.000-07:00

I'm at the Veternary for the day. Mum decided she was done trying to wrestle me into submission (ha! B-dawgs will never submit!) to clip my toes.

So I'm here, held captive by people who smell funny and carry around needles.

This is not good. Who knows what they might do to the poor defenseless B-dawg? Baxters weren't meant for this. All I can say is they better be careful. I might have to teach them a lesson or three.

And Mum is in SO much trouble when she gets back. She better hide her shoes, is all I'm sayin'.

my new squeaky...

2007-03-13T18:27:00.000-07:00

mum got me this before my adventures in shoe destruction.

its a great squeaky toy AND pillow.

I hear that Prez Laura is going to bust me out of San Quentin on friday. Most Excellent! That right there is a TRUE Fan Club Prezident.
Later, homies!

I'm in the dawg house...

2007-03-13T08:00:00.000-07:00

I chewed up a pair of mum's new shoes this weekend. She was not pleased AT ALL. I told it was just the back loopy things and they were still wearable, but this appears to have been a final straw.

This brings the total pairs of shoes that I have maimed to:
at least SEVEN pairs.

And I am non discriminate to style. I've done hiking boots, water proof shoes, I particularly like mum's Ariat shoes to gnaw on - and let me tell you, those are worth every penny - mum says they cost lots! And boy are they good!!!

Then there are three pairs of dress shoes - complete from strappy sandles to grandma pumps.

Her closet is like a B-dawg chew toy buffet. Between her underwear and her shoes, I could just live in the closet all day while she's at work. Unfortunately, she disagrees and I have to chill in the super crates.

I keep telling her I am part of her behavior modification program to pick up her shoes and close the closet door. She does not appreciate it. At all.

silly mum.

Malley Cat bugs me

2007-03-07T18:09:00.000-08:00

He thinks he's so smart. I just want to play, but he's all annoyed and stuff. Check this out - pompous puss.

A little update from B-dawg's Casa

2007-03-06T17:19:00.000-08:00

Hey folks. Just a little update from my casa. Not much chilling from here - mum and I go to the barn to see Rico when its warm enough.

Today, mum came home early to go to the dentist and set me LOOSE on the Casa. I played. (and OK so I pooped in the house, but its her fault she was on a schedule.) Then she went to the barn WITH OUT ME. ARGH. Does she not realize there are my fans there, waiting to pay homage to the wonder that is the B-dawg? Poor things.

Anyway, when she got home we played ALOT.

And now I'm tired. Note the new blanket mum got from Food Lion - for 5 dollars. Its like B-dawg cammo.
Have a groovy Wednesday.

Mum is AWESOME with the crafty

2007-03-02T16:15:00.000-08:00

She's making this scarf for Em-me. But I love it.

I think I'll hold it hostage!

Honk if you hate deers

2007-02-26T16:56:00.000-08:00

On the way home from seeing Rico and chasing him while Mum was riding him, it was dark and scary and then Mum slowed down and did something she's never done with me in the car - she did something and the car made a NOISE! It was COOL. She said it was called the horn. And then she put the bright lights on and I saw IT -

A deer, complete with beady eyes and suicidal tendancies. So I barked and barked and barked and told it to stay the heck out of the way and away from me and my mum.

And mum kept using the horn thingy. It was cool.

Anyway, I'm sorta in trouble. Yesterday, while mum was in the shower I did something that made her mad. I can't be blamed if the stuff smelled interesting. Its my JOB to identify and if necessary taste these things. It was HER FAULT she left it out with out supervising me.

But mum said my punishment was to have the pictures of "the destruction" posted on my blog. As if that would make my fans love me any less. Ha.
But here they are:

Mum inserts: Yes, that's a Likamaid candy packet. I'm only allowed that stuff once every blue moon and I had left it on the coffee table. I THOUGHT it was safe, but apparently not. B-dawg had gotten better at being a destructo-dawg, but I guess I took too long in the shower. I love how he had to open EACH flavor and BOTH sticks. And spread it all over my ottoman. Lovely. Thank god for dirt devil dust busters.

Anyway, here I am, watching her put the "proof" on the internets. No, I am not happy. But Mum is quick to forgive, so I'm sure I'll be getting a peice of her pizza crust before its much later. hee hee.

And I thought my hair cut stunk...

2007-02-22T17:47:00.000-08:00

Mum spent two whole evenings clipping 'Rico. And today, she did it some more! Poor dude. I am so glad that I'm small enough to get clipped inside, at least. Rico was not happy, but he prefers the outside to the inside clipping.

Rico and I are pals. We get along really really well. I like to lick his nose and he lets me hang out in his stall with him.

Not only that, we share hay. He eats it, and I sniff it, looking for the mouses I think probably lived in it. Because we all know that cats are slackers and that barn cat, Barley (not my sister) looks awful skinny for a barn cat. It makes me think she's been slacking.

Anyway, so thats what we did today. And now I'm sleeping. Tomorrow is Friday and mum says its shower day for me. I think getting shaved should mean more time between the showers. argh. oh well. maybe she'll forget. Peace, love and kibble, my homies!

I've been a good boy

2007-02-20T18:12:00.000-08:00

Can I have some, Mum? Everyone else likes to give me people food. I am pretty sure that every people food is better than the best dog food.

I mean, I know its just pasta and bread, but pleeeeeeese?

By the way, I had lots of fun at the barn today, even though I had to wear my coat and it was WARM!!! If you hadn't shaved me, I would have been fine.

I'm just saying.

I hate mum

2007-02-15T17:21:00.000-08:00

Doesn't she know its supposed to be 25 degrees tonight???? ARRRGGGH!

pictures from the best weekend.

2007-02-14T17:29:00.000-08:00

Prez Laura and Em-me were here. It was AWESOME. Prez Laura fed me eggs and bacon. Sweet!
Here are some pics from the weekend! I miss you guys ( mum inserts: ME TOO!) Come back and stay at Casa Baxter any time!
love
the B-Dawg

This is me and Prez Laura. Notice the way she lets me chill on her shoulders. I love her.

Em-me has the best scratches EVER. No wonder Tinkerbell slept with her the whole weekend.

I love Em-me too. B-kisses are good luck - she scored SUPER high on her math competition after kissin' Baxter dawg.

It was a busy weekend. I needed my sleep.

Dear Em-me

2007-02-14T07:37:00.000-08:00

Please don't despair. I haven't forgotten about you or Prez Laura and the fabulous weekend we had together. It was magic, it was wonderful, it was as good as the fried eggs and bacon that we shared.

Mum has been SUPER crazy and hasn't uploaded our photos. We have been spending the last two nights FOREVER at the barn while she shaved Jericho (poor sucker.) And when we get home, she's all about the shower and the bed.

I've been NAGGING her to upload the photos of the hotness that is you and me, but she's not been listening. Mums - you know how they are. I know you do, because I saw it all this weekend.

I promise to bite mum soon if she doesn't put our pictures up.
hugs, kisses, and bacon
B-Dawg

Mum does't like my dreads...

2007-02-09T06:13:00.000-08:00

She calls them mats. And she forced me to lay down while she went to mad, crazy work with the scissors. I thought she LIKED a hairy chest, but apparently not.

I kept trying to tell her it was a style I saw on a dog show. See, I really liked this breed in the Herding group called a Puli. It is the coolest looking dog (except for Baxter dawgs, of course) - he comes born with built in camo - perfect for chilling with some sheep.

I've always wanted to chill with sheep. Not deers, though - which were back last night, by the way, and they brought reinforcements. There were easily eleventy hundred in the neighborhood. But I took care of them. It was cold thought, without my dreadlocks.

Anyway, Mum says I am not a herding dog, and I am certainly not a Puli or a Rastafarian (what ever that is). And since she keeps finding dreads on me, she told me its going to be time for a clip... maybe even this weekend.

Its February, people. Its like not even above freezing most of the time. B-dawgs are not supposed to get clipped in WINTER.

Maybe Prez Laura and Cousin Em-me (who will be staying at B-dawgs casa this weekend) can distract her long enough to put it off. That might give me time to grow better looking dreads and change her mind.

Have a Baxter-liscious Weekend, my Homies!

Do you speak Baxter?

2007-02-07T19:04:00.000-08:00

I actually sing with mum when she's not videoing me.
BUt do you understand what I'm saying? Mum does

She works hard for the money...

2007-02-05T19:02:00.000-08:00

Mum had to work on Saturday AGAIN. And this time it was twice as long. She didn't get home until after 11 PM. And where was I? In my crates! The horrible horrible confinement. Sure, she's put two super big crates together and filled it with food, water, toys, a bed, and a pee pad. And maybe it isn't that bad, but I can't run free, like a Baxter Dawg should.

So when she got home, she told me she was sorry (quite right!) and said I could play all night if I wanted to - just don't wake her up.

So I did - I put all my toys all over the house on the floor and had a ball.
But it made me really tired on Sunday. So when she took her nightly shower, I went ahead and went to bed. First on the bed gets to pick their spot. OR at least thats what the cats say when I jump on the bed and see them chillin in my spot.

cats. i just don't get them.

Inside scoop on the life of the B-dawg

2007-02-02T12:26:00.000-08:00

Since so many of my fans have asked for more info on my life, I filled out a little questionaire that mum got when she got tagged in email. I thought it was fun. Feel free to ask me any more questions that you like!

Hugs,
Baxter
Fan Club Alphabet:
[A is for age]: 18 months… a canine teenager
[B is for beer of choice]: I’m a wine drinker, actually, when mum isn't looking.
[C is for career]: Cutest B-Dawg In The World
[D is for favorite Drink]: What ever mum has got, ‘cept hot tea
[E is for Essential item you use everyday]: A chewy. Gotta work the jaws, man.
[F is for Favorite song at the moment]: “Who let the dogs out?” (what?)
[G is for favorite Game]: Booga – where I chase mum and she chases me!
[H is for Home town]: Alabama – Doublecreek Kennel
[I is for Instruments you play]: I sing, man.
[J is for favorite Juice]: not big on the juice. Unless its from steak. I like steak juice.
[K is for Kids]: One word: neutered.
[L is for last kiss]: Mum – this AM
[M is for marriage]: Nah, I like to play the field. Lots of girls dig the B-love.
[N is for full Name]: Baxter Baxter Baxter (three times FAST)
[O is for Overnight hosp stays]: one – for That Horrible Operation
[P is for phobias]: Big dogs who play rough.
[Q is for quote]: “Do you want fries with that?” Heck yeah, mum.
[R is for biggest Regret]: Agreeing to get in the car that day we went to the vets office
[S is for sports]: I like fetch, and chase, and tag!
[T is for Time you wake up]: 5 AM!!!
[U is for color underwear]: I go nekkid, ‘cept when its cold
[V is for Vegetable you love]: Am a meat eater. Veggies yuck. Wait, are fries veggies?
[W is for Worst Habit]: Mum says “chewing on shoes”
[X is for X-rays you've had]: none.
[Y is for Yummy food you make]: Why would I cook when people like to cook for me?
[Z is for zodiac sign]: Virgo, baby

I have recovered!

2007-01-31T18:39:00.000-08:00

This was me, convalescening. Mum waited on me hand and foot. Life was good as a sick puppy. But she's sick now with her cold. I hope she's not counting on me to wait on her... but I will bring her what ever toys I have if she wants.

I know lots of people words. I know more people words than mum knows B'dawg barks. One of my favorite is "Treat." Or "Crate" because Mum givees me these liver snacks that are TAY-STEEE!

I know some tricks, as mum calls them. I call them compromises. I do stupid things, mum gives me TREATS! Like "Bark" which I know really well. I also know "Sit" and "Lay Down" which, if you ask me, are pretty useless. I'm learning "Roll Over" but I stop half way so mum can scratch my belly. And "Dance" which is one of my favorite. B'dawgs know how to jam.

I've just learned "bell." Mum is training me to go to the door and pull on the bell there, instead of just sitting in front of it, staring at her. She's a little slow, you know. Sometimes it is hard to get her attention - hence the noise as well as me staring at her.

Anyway, I'm real good at "Toy." That's a good one - that means mum is FinALLY ready to play. But more specifically, I know "Ball" which is my little yellow tennis ball - I am one smart dawg - I knew how to fetch as soon as mum got me home. Its one of my favorite games. The yellow ball bounces and mum is always willing to throw it. After about three or four times, its MY turn to play a game - my game with her is called, "bring the ball back to mom but don't let her have it." That's an awesome game. I put it between my feet and then growl at her to try to take it. She's not near as fast as me....

Mum says its time for bed now. She snores when she's got the sniffles. Good thing I can sleep while she's at work.

I hab da sniffles...

2007-01-29T07:09:00.000-08:00

Da B-dawg is sick. I keep sneezin and snifflin and mby nose ib runnin.

anb mum hab to work on saturbay. sucks.

(sniff)

goin to go and take a nab.

AAAAAA CHHHHOOOOBOOO.

I am so fabulous

2007-01-25T17:30:00.000-08:00

One more - because you can never get too much of the B.

Did you miss me?

2007-01-24T15:33:00.000-08:00

Its been a busy time for the B-daw. Mum had a birthday, and she got a new car. I spent the weekend with some of the best peeps ever - let me tell you, i thought Saturday morning started OK when mum shared a little of her wheat bagel and cream cheese, but OH! Was I wrong!!! Mister V and his wife were all about sharing cheese eggs with the B-dawg. I even helped do the morning dishes. Then mum dropped me off at Mrs V's mum's house. She's all old and spunky, so I was all about hanging out with her all day! She and I would sit and watch TV and she fed me CHICKEN FINGERS!!!! EXCELLENT!!!

And then, sunday morning - I got to have balongna and FRENCH TOAST AND BACON!!!!!! I was living the life, man. I was most disappointed to leave the V's house. They are the best Baxter family ever. And Mister V loves to spoil the B-dawg.

There were some other dogs and stuff, but I intimidated them enough, and hey, I am the cutest dog in the world, so I didn't have to share too much.

So it was an excellent weekend.
I got this groovy coat from the Gucci dog's family - apparently she's too big for it, but it fits me JUST fine. I like it. I feel like I'm stylin' when I wear it.

All in all, life is good for the B-dawg. Hope you all stay warm this week - its too cold for me to do much of anything but snuggle with mum.

The Deers Are BACK

2007-01-17T11:57:00.000-08:00

Last night, when mum took me out at about 6:30 to potty, I spotted them - AND THEY WERE CLOSE! There were SIX of them, right at the end of my driveway!!! (Mum inserts: In the yard across the street) OK, but still, they were so close I could see their beedy little eyes - AND I BARKED AND BARKED AND I would have attacked and protected my mum and my neighborhood, but mum kept hold of the leash.

I was so fierce that they split in all directions - two one way, three another and then one off in another direction. And boy were they scared!!!

The rest of the night I kept vigilance at the front door, barking just incase they thought it was safe. Stupid deers. They should know by now, This is Baxter's home.

ATTN: Now holding auditions for a new Mum

2007-01-14T16:25:00.000-08:00

Thats it - it was bad enough when she tried to cut off a toe while she was clipping my nails (which were perfectly fine being 12 inches long, thankyouvermuch) but last week, she was "grooming" me with scissors. And I was curious. How could those things make the fur fall off. Then she got on the phone with Em-me while she was doing this. And I saw my chance to examine the scissors - with my tongue, of course - like every good dog would.

And it bled - into my whiskers and it made me constantly want to lick something, including mum, her clothes, her hand and her furniture. She felt bad, supposedly, but it wasn't HER tongue with the ow-ie. She made it up to me though, she fed me a popsicle. Which was orange, her least favorite flavor. I think it was a peace offering, and it did make the tongue stop bleeding. She was nice enough to hold it for me and make sure I licked the best spot and didn't drip anywhere. So I had ALMOST forgiven her for letting me have access to the Evil Scissor Things.

But then she decided I had too much blood on my face. (Hello, It was YOUR fault, Mum - I don't see why *I* got punished for it) so it was in the shower I went.

This is how showers for the B-dawg go:

Mum and I get into the bathroom. Mum shuts door. Mum turns on water. I realize its too late and I lay down and show her my tummy for one last scritch before getting shampooed. Mum carries me into shower stall. Mum washes her face. Mum then suds me up withe funky smelling, flea killing shampoo. Keep in mind I'm a tiny dawg, ya'll. She uses like HALF A BOTTLE of the stuff. And then the fleas get all pissy at me and start crawling and bitting and its most uncomfortable, not to mention the soap in my eyes and its cold there on the bottom of the shower, not getting any of the warm water while mum stinks herself up with her own soaps. Finally, she picks me up for a rinse. This is when she picks off all the eye booger gunk on my nose, which I do not like - I put it there for a reason, if I wanted to get it off, I would have. grumble.

Then we exit the now nice warm shower place. Into the cold cold COLD bathroom. Mum then proceeds to make what she calls a "Baxter Burrito." She thinks this is funny. I'm usually too busy shivering to do much complaining. Finally, I decide I've had enough of the burrito and my eyes and ears REALLY itch and I demand out. Then I roll, roll, roll, on the bath mat. If its cold outside, I get to play with mum's hair dryer. Otherwise, I get a coat put on me and its outside for a pee break since the soap that mum uses tastes REALLY good.

So you can see - hurt tongue, then shower. I am so NOT pleased with her, I have decided to interview new Mum candidates. Currently in the running is Aunt Livie, who I spent thanksgiving with, Dr. Linda, who is the first person I met with Mum, and Prez Laura, who I will interview in a few weeks.

Mum is on restriction. I would put her in time out, but then who would I beg treats from???