Bad Cooper (hee hee) by Dozer

This here is Cooper. He's tired. He's asleep. Want to know why he is so tired? It's because he found a hole in the fence and he escaped! Mum freaked and went all to pieces. We had to get in the car and drive around to find Cooper. We drove to the park and Cooper wasn't there. I hung my head out of the window and I couldn't see him. We decided to come home and re-group. As we turned onto our street there was Cooper! He was sitting on the sidewalk looking lost. Mum opened the car door and he jumped in.

Mum blocked the hole in the fence and had a long talk with Coop. Unfortunately he fell asleep mid lecture.

Bad Cooper, bad, bad!

The Week's Recap

Cooper ran away this past week. Mum was working in the front garden and he took off down the street and made a bee-line for the park. Mum went slightly bananas and jumped into the dog-mobile and started scooting around the neighborhood. A neighbor lady recognized the miscreant (that is what Cooper is) and was holding him when Mum rolled up. Cooper wasn't the least bit sorry and had to be bribed to get in the car.

I phoned the authorities and Cooper is going to SuperMax the minute they have an opening.

Then Cooper stole a roll of toilet paper and took it under the bed and has been munching on it. There is toity paper everywhere! And again, he is not in the least big apologetic for his misbehavior!



Mum got the garden in but it won't last long. We love to graze through the veggies. She uses these lame fences which are worthless. But it seems to make her happy to put the fences up so who are we to argue?



(No that is not a regulation size wheelbarrow. Mum found it at a flea market and thought it was cute. Whatever.)


We suspect having ten tomato plants might be a tad too many, but no one listens to us. Fortunately, we find cherry tomatoes delectable.



This is me checking the yard for intruders.



This is her majesty, Dottie, the Queen of our ranch-style castle.


The weather has been wild this week. Every day it rains, hails, then the clouds clear and it is bright and sunny. Just when you think the weather has passed, it rains again and the wind picks up. It is most disconcerting!

Love, Dozer

Please Release Me...Let Me Go! - Dozer

This incarceration is so against the Geneva Convention, but because I am a dog, no one from the Red Cross has come to check on me. Check out my accomodations, pretty sterile yes?

Yes, I have a bed, but does it match my blue color scheme?
No, of course not.

This is me looking out at the world. Everything is passing me by.

If you whine long enough your parents will build a make-believe crate in the family room so you can be by them. This worked beautifully. Once they became complacent, I encouraged them to take the crate outside on the deck by telling them I was probably low on Vitamin D and could stand a sun bath.

I let them think I was tired and wanted nothing more than to take in some sun and rest.

Once they decided I was fine by myself, I managed to break down the cage and escaped out through the side yard of the house and out to the driveway. It was great listening to Mum scream "Dozer!" and Dad asking "Is Dozer out?" (well obviously, do you think Mum would be screaming my name because she was happy with me? not likely). Unfortunately Dad caught me and I was taken back into the house and put back in the locking cage in the living room.

Howie PeePants - You'se Mum mentioned something about small meatloafs, can you ask her when she is going to send them to me? The vets put me on a diet because I am sedentary and I am only getting 3/4 a cup of fud a day (yes, I said a day!) I am already weak and the time change has really upset my clock so I think it is meal time every hour now.