FIVE years young

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...

Pictures by CameronKellyStudio out of Flagstaff...

I can haz Visitors!!!

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...

Hiking in the Valley of Fire...

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

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

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

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

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

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...

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

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

GIMME

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

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!

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!

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

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!!!!

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

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.