River is our BFF!

Look what our beagle bud River gave us! We were completely overwhelmed that he would give us the highly coveted BFF Gold Card! Cooper gets to carry it first and then I get to, and of course Dottie can put it in her purse and show it off as well. Thank you River, we are very, very touched!

When you receive the BFF Gold Card you have to pass it onto 5 (count'em 5) friends. And this is a little tough because we have a lot of bloggy friends but we have whittled the names down to our short list.

1. Howie and the Fatties in Texas. Howie is currently incarcerated and may be able to use the card as a "Get Out of Jail Card". We love Howie and his sibs - and their mother's artwork is incredible! Who knew Texas had so many colors? Click here to visit them.

2. Moxie and Izzie, the Corgi Lounge girls. These guys crack us up every day. We love their antics and pictures. They just make us smile. Click here to visit them.

3. The gang at Preppy Pugs! BOL! How can you not love a pug rescue family? Plus their Mum is a nurse so probably have really cool stuff that they take out of her purse like stethoscopes and tongue depressors. Click here to visit them.

4. Lenny @ Wire Wise is the most creative dog we have ever met. He and his Mum are doing the Paw-limpics and we are just in awe of their talent. We are lucky to have them as our friends! Click here to visit them.

5. PEANUTS! Who doesn't love Peanuts? We all love him and his brother, Flash! I am one with Peanuts - who needs a brother when there is so much of us to love! Click here to visit them.

6. Willow is also really special to us. We love his looks and his attitude on life. He plays dress-up too which makes him like family. And he farts...just like us! Whooo hoo! Willow rocks! Click here to visit him.

Thank you River! We've passed on the love!

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?

I Fart Because I Can

Hey Howie,

Your Mother got Willow's ire up! Check out what he thinks. Me, I think we can go to Willow's house and have a great time! BOL! Thhhhrrrrppp!

Time outs for farting? What the crap is that about??? EVERYONE in our house would be in time out if we lived at Howies house. Howie.....dude....our door is open to you buddy. My mommy allows farting and we rate ours. Nope, no time outs here.

Fart away,Willow

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!)

It's all about...ME!

Mum won't buy me the soundtrack to Rocky but just imagine

it in the background. I think the Olympic rings were just

made for me, don't you think? It took forever to find just

the right pictures and Mum kept making these snorting noises

the whole time which I thought was a little rude. Well this Olympic

moment is pretty much past but I will always have my memories.

(Imagine the swelling music of the Rocky theme slowly rising in volume..

da da daaaa, da da da, da da daaaaaa, da da)

I've Won the Bronze! Wooooo Hooooo!

I can't believe it! I placed in the Paw-limpics at Wire Wise! I always hoped my training would bring great things but this is incredible! I won the bronze in Bitey-Face, not my best event but I had quite the opponent in my red dinosaur. I guess it was the fact that I was biting him in the butt that helped put me over the top!

My toilette on seaweed and kelp at the beach helped me win the bronze in the Pee-mail competition too. I'm sure it was my form that the judges saw and felt deserved recognition. I really lifted my leg using the best technique I had.

The competition in Paw-limpics is incredible. The gold and silver medal winners are what I hope to achieve as I continue to train for this prestigious competition. I can't believe my pal Sparky isn't here (what a time to go on vacation!) but I will make sure Mango, Izzie, Moxie, River, The Saints and the Fatties see my medal.

It is silly but this made Mum's day! She sent an email to everyone in the family with the link to the Paw-limpics. She said sometimes it is just the little things in life that make a day go from ordinary to simply extraordinary. But she says bribing the judges is completely out of the question. It was just a thought...

Bitey-Face with the red dinosaur brought me a bronze. This is when I had him on the ropes and he was about to cry "Uncle!"

I won the bronze in the Pee-Mail competition too. Check out the leg lift in this picture. I had to stand tippy-toe because I have short legs but sometimes you have to give it your all to achieve your dreams.

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.

Cooper's Mother Here

Dozer has been a bad Corgi! He should not be picking
on little Cooper. Now that all the burrs are gone,
Cooper is enjoying being cool and smelling like a prince.
Dozer has a jealousy issue going on that he needs to curb.

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!

You Saw It Here First

Double Dootie: Coop and me leaving pee-mail on Mum's pile

of garden waste. Sometimes a team effort is called for!

Burr Under My Butt

Cooper is such a dufus! He went outside this morning and got covered in burrs. I mean not just a couple, he was thick with them.

Mum took one look and called the groomer because this was bigger than she could handle. The groomer looked at Coop and said she would try and save as much hair as possible but Coop was a real mess. (Well, I could have told her that much!)

So Mum left Cooper at the "salon" for three hours. They did leave some fur on his legs but pretty much everything else got shaved off 'cause he had made such a mess.

While Coop was at the "salon" Mum and I went out in the backyard and pulled out all the Queen Anne's Lace and another bush that had burrs on it. It was a huge pile by the time we got done. (Honestly, if it weren't for me, I don't know how these things would get done at all.)

Cooper came home at 4pm and smelled like a cheap floozie. They put this green bow on him and he looked like a shaved peach with a bow tie. Mum says he is very soft but I am just embarressed. And if Cooper had any sense he would be too.

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!

We Search for the Elusive Apples

I am looking for the apples. I know they are here somewhere.
This is my good side - still looking for those apples. Where are they?
They sit up in the tree and are getting ripe.
Why won't they fall down so I can eat them?

Dottie looks for the apples in the pine cone section of the yard.

She cannot find apples either, but she keeps looking.

Wait a minute! What is Cooper eating? He has an apple
and he is not sharing! Bad Cooper! Bad! Bad!

But there must be another one here somewhere.

Do you see any apples? I will keep looking because I want one!

Dottie Gets Her Due

Mum thought it was time to give Dottie a post of her own and to show off her winning good looks. I have to admit, she does look mighty pretty in this post. (But don't tell her because this blog is supposed to be all about me!)

No Camping This Weekend

We didn't go camping this weekend after all. Mum didn't feel very well on Friday and came home from work early and did a face plant into her pillow. So Cooper and I got up on the bed with her and made sure she slept with no interruptions. The pawrents are supposed to go up to Olympia next weekend and they say one of us will go with them, and two of us are going to Inavale Farm (my favorite place in the whole world!). I am pretty sure Dottie isn't going North because she barks and I really want to go to the Farm because I can play in the pond and roll in horse poopies (it's a horse farm with a 2-story dog kennel and indoor and outdoor play areas and field romps and a pond and just a totally dawg paradise). So Cooper is going to the groomer next week because if he goes North he is going to visit Grandmummy Edwards at the Foss Home and he needs to be soft and good-looking (lots luck there Ms. Groomer, it is Cooper after all! BOL!)

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So this afternoon (Saturday) Mum was reading her book about the History of Alexandria (Egypt) in the hammock and I was starving. No seriously, I was starving to the point of passing out. And the apple tree is just chock full of delicious apples and they are ready to fall. I tried to make them fall using my incredible psychic abilities but to no avail. Stupid Apples!

Come on pretty apples, fall into my mouth!

Maybe if I give this branch a little jiggle something will fall down.

Okay, here it is the full blown "stand-on-my-Corgi legs" stance.
Fall down you d%$* apples!

Dad finally shook the tree and we all got one apple apiece. Not enough to fill my tummy but enough for the moment. Of course Dottie and Cooper each got one - not like they did any work though! Sheesh!

Dottie ate her apple and the leaves and the branch.
She is starving to death too.

Goodness only knows what Cooper is doing with his apple.
If he keeps this up I am trading him to the circus as a sword swallower! BOL!