The Giganormous Popsicle Adventure

A lot of you have asked "Where can I get such a cool giganormous popsicle maker?" and in reply we say at "Animal Crackers Pet Store in Corvallis, Oregon!" But since you probably don't live near Animal Crackers, you can get your own giganormous popsicle maker at www.kooldogz.com and they have a whole bunch of "recipes" you can follow. We like the people at Kool Dogz even though we have never met them because they obviously love dogs - so what's not to like? BOL!

Time for Wally-Melon in the Yard

It is very, very hot here in Oregon. We told Mum we needed treats and they had to be cold ones! Mum got a nice round, seedless wally-melon out of the fridgerator and sliced it up for us. She did make us eat it in the yard - she said we were too messy to eat it inside (I beg to differ).

Dottie really took to the wally-melon

Apparently the rine is considered a delicacy


Anyone want to tell Dottie that a lady doesn't inhale her dessert?

The two pawed approach

Cooper found the wally-melon num num delicious!


This is me eating my slice of the wally-melon

It was a delicious experience!

Dog Gone it Birthday Card - Dozer's Notes

I helped Mum make this card for Auntie Laura's birthday this coming Friday. Auntie Laura has four Chihuahua's (Tucker, Sparky, Katie, and Molly). So I told Mum that a dog-themed card would be the order of the day but that she could not post this entry until Wednesday when we will be celebrating Auntie Laura's big day. Not that I don't trust Auntie Laura, but she does check the Internet at lunchtime and she might stumble upon my blog and then she would see what I made her. We bought her a cute little scrapbook she can make for her pups and Mum said she will wrap it in the gift wrap she made with pictures of us. I will have Mum scan some so you can see how handsome I am on paper. What can I say? I have permanent eyeliner and a smile..it's a gift! ~ Dozer

P.S. I decided not to wait to post this and we will hope Auntie Laura doesn't spot it.

Don't Hate Me Because I am Beautiful

The rainy season has begun in Oregon. This signals the time to begin napping on warm laps in front of fire places. I have begun intensive training each evening in preparation for bed. Yawn..

More back please...no, down lower

Hmmm, scratch a little bit more to the right

You keep pulling my fur like that and you will
be pulling your hand out of my throat in a second
after I bite your fingers off!

Ever Wonder?

I thought it would be interesting this evening to see what sort of pictures Mum has on her phone. She seems to snap them occasionally and I was curious to see what she has. Since Mum is watching the Oregon State University v. USC football game on television, I corraled Dottie to help me download the pictures.

Hmm, why would Mum waste digital digits on Cooper? He's giving Mum his googly eyes. Mum is a real softy for Coop's soft muzzle and eyes. Little does she know...

This is how I spend my evenings before Dad comes to bed. I lie with Mummy and get an evening back rub and then I stretch out and watch PBS.
Ah, here are my googly eyes. I seem to have lost my right ear but it usually snaps right back up.

Cover the children's' eyes! Mum really needs to filter her pictures. I think she was trying to capture the really long hair between my pads on my feet. Who knew she would show how big my hips are? It's the camera, it always adds 10 pounds!

Ahh, nothing like a little sleep on one's back to get the trip to Sand Land off to a good start!

Note the nice turn of the head. Not all dogs can be this stylish, it takes a professional.

Ah, my winsome look that just says "This dog needs a scratch behind the ears and a good tummy rub!"

Cooper again? This is Coop tucked in for the night. He was shivering so Mum got a towel and tucked him up in it. What a wooose!

Apparently Coop warmed up sufficiently that he got on top of his towel. He is so fickle!

More pictures of Cooper? Mum loves it when Cooper splays out on the floor. He looks like a rug for Pete's sake!

Ah, this was a great car Mum saw on a Saturday antique foray. The owner had glued small plastic soldiers and dinosaurs and animals all over the hood and roof. Sort of a mobile art feast.

Oh give me a break! Mum says this one is different because Cooper has his head between his paws. Yeah right. He's a rug Mum!

This is from 2007 - Mum needs to clear out the files a bit. This is the Women of Faith Conference in Portland, Oregon that Mummy goes to every year with Aunt Margaret. We are not allowed to go because it is 45,000 singing Christian women waving their arms and bouncing off the ceiling. Mum loves it because it is at the Rose Quarter and they make all the men's' bathrooms accessible to women so there is almost no waiting in line. I guess it is the simple pleasures in life. Me, the whole world is my toilet so you can put a sign up on the door but it doesn't stop me! BOL!

And this would be Aunt Margaret - isn't she a cutie? She loves me best of all, pretty much because she has never met Cooper or Dottie. Hey, she thinks of me as her little Dozer-Man and that suits me fine.

Mum took this picture of the ceiling at the restaurant where she and Aunt Margaret had dinner last year after the conference was over. She tried taking a picture of the menu because it has ostrich filets on it, which she found odd and strangely upsetting. Yeech, who would eat an ostrich? They have long, skinny legs and all those feathers...

And here we end up with me asleep in Dad's lap, which I do each evening. I am very possessive of Dad's lap and go slightly insane when Cooper gets up in my spot. Mum says Cooper plans all this because I immediately get off Mum's lap and jump up on Dad's lap and then Cooper moves over to Mum's lap and settles in for some lovin'. I don't understand this psychology stuff and I sincerely doubt that Cooper has any idea of what he is doing, but if it makes Mummy happy to analyze dogs, more power to her.

Well, that pretty winds up the photo-logue for this evening. I think we have all learned a valuable lesson - leave Mum's pictures on her phone, these are incredibly boring - except for the pictures of me of course.

This One is For You Moco!

Hey Moco Man! If you have your hooman whipped into shape and are back on the blog circuit, then you can put this up on your side bar. We love your pictures, you have a way with wally-melon! Glad to have met you and will be checking in on you!

Die Little Candy Cane, Die!

Things have been pretty quiet here at the Edwards' Corgi Rest and Relaxation Ranch so I thought it was time to mix it up a little(!) I checked out Licked Toys and lo and behold, they need submissions. You don't have to ask me twice. I went into our toy bin and found an old Christmas Candy Cane from last year that definitely seemed like it wanted to contribute to the well being of Licked Toys. I could not get Cooper or Dottie interested in helping me. Which shows you why I am in charge of the blog and not them. If they had their way we would be napping 24/7. But I digress.

I removed the Candy Cane from its haven in the toy bin and gave it the quick once over to check for openings and found a rather nice one.

I pulled out some of the red flannel whilst holding down the Cane in case it tried to make a run for it.

Again using paw action I continued to "de-stuff" the Cane until it cried "Uncle"

I found biting it i the middle worked exceptionally well in keeping the Cane in a submissive pose.

Mum held the Cane while I took one last lunge at it. Note that Mummy very nicely made my eyes red for this photo. I call it my "Devil Dog" pose. Strikes fear into your heart doesn't it? It apparently has no effect on Coop and Dots, they slept through the whole adventure.

Mum has emailed my pictures to www.lickedtoys.com and hopefully they will see fit to publish me. It's almost embarrassing how photogenic and winsome I am on the Net. If I play my cards right I might be able to write a book on de-stuffing, de-fluffing and de-light...then maybe a book tour, interview with Katie Couric, article in Vanity Fair,...maybe even the "face" of Covergirl make-up (hey check out my eyes, they have black eyeliner on all the time, came with the suit).

Time for bed so I will head to my dog-cave under the bed where I keep all my treasures - Kleenex, socks, balls, Nylabone, pillow and shoelaces.

Dogs Rule

Mum had never seen this video before and almost had an accident because it made her laugh so hard. I think it definitely highlights the power and presence of dogs. Once Howie and Willow and I get together we will make a video of choral farting. I wonder if there is still smell-o-vision?

Paw-Limpic Remarks

Apparently Howie's Mother does not have the right attitude when it comes to our Paw-limpic dreams, as Howie shares below. Thanks for standing with us on the podium Howie. Your Mother will be standing by herself in the Paw-limpic time out booth when we run the world.

Howie gives the rings a 9.0 *stands up and raises card up high from judge's booth* He said you should get DOUBLE TREATS for your hard work. Mommysnorts gets a 7.0 *Howie holds up card with 7.0 on it* and makes farting noise. Howie's mom puts Howie in times outs for that.

Finally Recognized as a Master

Check it out! I made it to Licked Toys! Thanks Chris and McKenzie! You guys make de-stuffing worth the effort. (And all Mum thought I did was make a mess - she missed the entire point of the exercise! BOL!)

Waitin' for River's Mummy

What a friend we have in River, look what he wrote us:

Dozer,My mom says she'll come get you. She thinks you are a cutie-pie (her words). We have LOTS of food here, too. See you soon!love & wags from your new brother,River

Pee-ess--oh, well, we WISH but gas is too high to drive out there right now...<>

Well, I will just wait here by the window so I can spot them when they come for me, because they will come, eventually.

Picking on Cooper

As Cooper's little brother, it is my job to to be a pain in the butt,
and make fun of him. Check out skinny Minny!
Somebody's hair got cut off! BOL!

OOOOOoooo, nice legs Coop! BOL!

I'd look sad too if I had to get shaved! BOL!

Go ahead and ignore me, I have hair and you don't BOL!

Sweet Mother! We've Hit The Motherload!

Mum was totally out of carrots for our after-breakfast nosh,
so she gave us each a parsnip which looks like a carrot
but is really much chewier and very tasty.

Hmm, not sure how to get this whole thing in my mouth.

Just looking around to make sure Coop
isn't going to try to steal my parsnip.
Okay, let's go with the one paw approach.

Hmmm, parsnip chips, very nice indeed!

This really cleanses the palate nicely after kibble.

Perhaps a little more chewy here to open
Mr. Parsnip to my lethal jaws!

Definitely making some progress,
very good indeed!

Take that you parsnip!

Using my paws to my best advantage.

Ahh, parsnip burp - flavorful with a peppery after taste!

We're on a Rampage!

The lack of food in our home has come to a head.
We have tried to subsist on the small bowls of kibble,
but we are starving...yes, literally starving to death.
So we took matters into our own paws...

Hmm, what have we here?

What's that? Keep my paws off the garbage?
I think not!
Let's take another look in here and see
what good stuff they are throwing out.

Hmm, something like gravy, lots of wax paper,
coffee grounds...ice cream wrappers!

Work with me here Cooper, we can tear this
baby apart in two shakes!
Cooper manages to clean-up some of the aftermath,
scooting the coffee grounds towards the door.

Dottie and Cooper finishing up
with the remains of the garbage.

Looks like we missed a spot here.

Nice teamwork on the floor detail.

And for dessert, let's take some breath freshner
out of Mum's purse and give it a chew as well!