Sad B-Dawg

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...

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

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...

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...

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

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...

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?

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!!!

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.

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...

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...

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

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

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...

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

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

MY hommie in Chi-Town

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.

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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

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

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.

(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.