Fine Art Graces Our Life

Mum's picture from Howie PeePants' Mum, Nancy Medina, arrived at work today! Isn't the oil painting gorgeous? Mum has hung it in her cubicle so when she twirls around to get up she looks at it and it reminds her of gardens, flowers and wonderful old doors. Our Aunt Nancy PeePants is a wonderful artist and has her own website at http://nancymedina.com/. We don't go there (Mum does) because we go see our cousin Howie at his blog at The Pugpant Chronicles. Truth be known, we believe Howie does most of the painting and that his mother is taking the credit. We have no proof but there are rumors.

Mum got another painting of a sunflower and she has that on her desk at work. It too is beautiful but Mum isn't sure how she can get a photo of it without bringing unwanted attention during work hours. You can understand her dilemma! BOL!

Lesson Learned - Thanks Moco

Moco wrote and said "Never send your food before yourself".


Tell us about it Moco, I am so depressed I don't know if I can keep packing.

Stay..No We Must Go!

We received the following from Emmitt the Pug:

emmitt is bummed you are staying home. he says, not him. he is on hiz way to texas to see howie and all the p's.ps he is bringing all the food he can smuggle out of the house.

(see picture of all the stuff emmitt has already snatched for the trip. how did he carry it all!)

And then we heard from our host, Howie Pee Pants:

Oh Hey, I saved you guys an old banana peel and it is getting brown. If you don't hurry up and get here, I'm gonna be forced to eat it. We can't be lettin good food go ta waste.your conservationistic puggypal, Howie Pee

And then Howie sent this as well:

Hey Coopsterman, what time is the pawty arrivin? I haven't told mom you are all comin to the house. It will be a sprize.Your good pal,PeeMan in Texas

Cooper doesn't want to go now because he has never had a sleepover with Howie and he isn't sure if they have enough beds and sometimes he wets his when he is away from home. (Is this a disaster waiting to happen or what?) Anyway, I will talk to Cooper and see what we can arrange.

Obviously we cannot stay here in Oregon when others are counting on us.

Please release me, let me go.....

I thought I would share my exquisite pee wee from yesterday. I saved it until 11:30am and then decided our recycling bin deserved to have a little shower. I can't really lift my leg so I am using the half-squat position.

Mum took me to the vet yesterday and I got to trade my ridiculous collar thing for an inflatable collar (which can double as a flotation device in case the house crashes over water). This is much more comfortable and I can actually eat grass and sniff the ground. Thank you Dr. Williams for trusting me. Mum did duct tape the Velcro to make sure I could not undo the contraption but I am so happy to have that plastic cone off, I will be a good boy.

Howie is on his way from Texas in a Winnebago to rescue me. (See note below). I don't know when he will arrive but Mum said I can't go. She is such a party pooper!

*wind whistles by Howie's ears as he sticks his tongue out at the other drivers* I'm coming to rescue yew DozerPants. There's room in this here Winnebago fur your frigerator, so be sure to tell Cooper and Dottie to have that out front with your kibble, k?Moco and pals, there's room fur yew too, bring extra food.Travelin Pee

Mum had way too much time on her hands yesterday and she decided to make sure Dottie cannot tip over the garbage, recycling and kibble bins in the kitchen (again, what a party pooper!) So Mum used cup hooks and bungee cords and now Dottie can't get into anything - not that she is not trying though! Unfortunately Dots cannot jump on her hind legs like I can (or did) so it really makes it difficult for her to get a purchase on the kibble can.

Go Dots Go! Bring me the kibble!

I am feeling much more energetic today and I am having a hard time not running on my leash. Mum took me next door to see my girlfriend, Dot, a nice lady with a great garden. I am garnering a lot of sympathy but absolutely no cookies which mystifies me. I mean people in the hospital get boxes of candy...shouldn't I get boxes of dog treats?

Mum just gave me my Tramadol and Rimadyl so I am going to take my morning nap.

Love, Dozer

Thanks Howee and other Fatties

Thanks to my pals in Texas who put me on their blog. Howee, I feel bad I never came and rescued you when you were locked up for fartin'. Can you rent a Winnebago and come rescue me from prison? I've been sentenced to 6-8 weeks and won't get out until Christmas at this rate!