We All Have a Special Friend

 Mr. HedgeHog is Cooper's special friend

 He licks Mr. HedgeHog and keeps him very clean.

 Sometimes they just sit together and think about life.

Dozer has many special friends who get consumed on a regular basis. That is all part and parcel of being a corgi!

I spent how much on dog toys?

Video length: 60 seconds
Cost of toys to date: Thousands and thousands.

Having spent a fortune on dog toys, I come to find out that Dozer thinks a plastic flower pot is the best toy he has ever had. (Dozer's coat is wet because he came in from playing in his pool out on the deck.)

Pictures of Me (Mostly) - Dozer

Thanks to my buddy, River, for suggesting that it might be nice to have a few more pictures of ME! Dottie may be starting her modeling career but if my plans work out, it will be derailed post haste. I would like to point out that this blog's domain reads www.DOZERandcoop.blogspot.com. Let's all try and remember that please! No, she's not dead, merely rolling around again. She does this whenever Mum pets her or gives her a neck rub. This is just embarressing on so many levels.

Mum got artsy again. I pointed out that Dottie looks like she only has one rear leg and folks will think she is strange. Cooper says I am wrong and Mum just rolled her eyes. What do they know?

This here is Cooper. He is doing his Elvis imitation - note the lip curl on the right. Mum thought this was a special picture because Cooper actually looked at the camera, a first.

Mum oooo'ed and ahhhh'ed over this picture. "What a handsome boy!" she kept saying. What? He's okay I guess.

Now onto ME! This is the terrible plastic noise-making ball which Mum fished out from under a living room chair. When it rolls or moves it sounds like a cow moo'ing. I got it in my teeth and started the dance of death.

Full frontal attack!

Action shot - note the movement!

I took the ball all over the living room, it refused to die!

This was getting harder. Who made this monstrosity?
Why won't it die?

Excuse me while I chew on this..

Let's Celebrate Corgis - 'Cause We're Cute!

I told Mum it was time to have a Corgi Appreciation Moment (C.A.M.) and we needed to upload lots and lots and lots of corgi pictures...because it's all about ME! Mum says the only reason she is acquiescing to this request is because I am limping and my leg is bothering me. So let's begin, shall we? (Isn't this fun already?)

Can you ever have too many corgis? (The right answer would be "No")
Ranch style homes were made for corgis - no stairs and longer hallways to frap and yap in.
My favorite position - it says comfortable on so many levels!
This is a smart pup, he is starting early on his napping habit. Practice, practice, practice!
You can never be too cute when it comes to ingratiating yourself with the hands that hold the kibble.
Blues Clues is not to be trifled with! Who has heard of a blue dog anyway?
Another big stretch position, rates a 10+ on the cute-o-meter.

Things that start with "T"

The Corgi Girls tagged us to come up with pictures with the letter "T". Mum said she spent way too much time going through pictures but we think she was having a ball. She kept going "awwww" and saying things like "just so cute!", so I have to think she was talking about me.

Here then is our ode to the letter "T"

T is for tube, which I love to trash and play with and leave little parts all over the floor

T is for Tori, our friend in Portland who is very old

T is for toys, which Cooper steals and does not share

T is for tongue which Cooper hangs out when he sleeps 'cause he doesn't have all his teeth

T is for tracks, which we made on the beach

T is for "top dog", that would be me!

T i s for tater heads which Mum made from our vegetable garden

T is for toilet paper, Coop's favorite snack!

T is for too cute, which I am

T is for tacky which these antlers are

And finally, T is for trips, which we get to take lots of!

We "tag" River to use the letter(s) U and V (because how many words do you know that start with the letter "U"? )

Someone Call 911 - from Dozer

Cooper took all MY TOYS behind Mum's chair and he won't let me play with any of them. Not just one or two but all the good toys and bones too! This isn't fair and he won't let me come behind the chair and get any of them. And Mum is a total goose about defending my rights. I told Cooper I was going to call Santa Paws and tell him what a bad dog Cooper is and not to bring him any presents or to bring them and stuff them in my stocking. And Cooper won't listen to me, he just keeps chewing all the good bones. I keep circling the chair but I can't get back in there. No one here cares about me or my feelings. I want to pack my bags and leave but I don't have a suitcase and I have too many toys to carry (the other toys Cooper doesn't have slobber on).

So I got Mum's camera and took a really funny picture of Cooper when he fell asleep. He has his tongue hanging out and there is a big booger under his eye. And his eye is sort of open. Mum says Cooper is cute when he is asleep - I think he looks like a shag rug with a pink tongue. When he wakes up I am going to tell him he will never get a girlfriend if he sleeps with his tongue out. He's never mentioned wanting a girlfriend but if he did want one, he wouldn't get one 'cause I will show her this picture and she'll laugh at him. I really want my toys back! Cooper is supposed to be quiet and meek and now he has turned into a stealthy thief! Mum says to calm down and that it's not all about me. Well, if it's not about me then it can't be very interesting.

I am going to go to bed and make Mum snuggle with me and tell me how wonderful I am. I may limp to the bedroom to make Mum feel sorry for me. I liked it better when I was an only child.

It's My Bark-Day - from Dozer

Today I am 4 years old (makes Mum a little misty-eyed). This is the very first picture Mum took of me. It was the night I came to live with her when I was just a wee 10 months old. Then I was a very happy only child. Cooper followed about 8 months later and then Dottie...well she arrived in January 2008. Mum's not sure where the time has gone but it has flown. Last night I got a bison bone, and this morning I got a cookie from the vet, my dental chewie, my Rimadyl and a vitamin chew. Birthdays rock!

And Chris from www.lickedtoys.com put my newest video up on his website (Mr. Lambchop doing the twirly dance). What a day!

The Lamb Begins Falling Apart - Notes from Dozer

Lamby better get ready to meet its Maker
'cause its stuffin is falling faster than snow! BOL!

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.

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!)