Happy Birthday, Roomie!

I don't live with The Roomie anymore, and The Girl and I really miss her.  And I really miss The Roomie's cats, too.  But mostly we miss The Roomie.  WROOOOOOOOOOOO to you, Roomie!!  (Or should that be WROOmie?  BOL!)

Help!!!!

 

Help me, my furends!  (Assuming I have any furends left!  After all, it has been eleventy-seven YEARS since That Mean Girl let me post on my bloggy!)


I need somepuppy to call the SPCA, or the police, or 911, or something.  I need to be rescued!  That Mean Girl is neglecting me terribly.  I'm sure that keeping me away from my bloggy and all my furends is a crime, and they would help me.


I know that all of you have been wondering about us, whether we're okay, or even still alive!  Well, we are alive, but obviously all is not well at my house.  That Mean Girl is doing all kinds of other things, and she has some pretty messed up priorities, that much is obvious!


I am doing pretty well other than never being allowed on my own bloggy.  We had some bad thunder for a few weeks, and I was worried about that.  But I'm doing better, especially since it's been a while since we had those awful storms.  Cross your paws that we don't have many more!


I am settling in well at my Nanny and my Papa's house, which seems to be where we'll be living for a while.  All of our stuff is here, so I guess we're staying.  I don't mind, really.  The wind is kind of scary sometimes here, more than at The Roomie's house.  But my Nanny and my Papa have a nice big backyard, and my Nanny puts out a birdie feeder so they come around.  Then I can chase them, which is one of my fave-fur-ite things to do!


My Nanny and my Papa also like to share their foodables with me.  This drives That Mean Girl crazy, because she says that I have to "stay lean, because he only has one front leggie".   I think she is just jealous, because my Nanny and my Papa don't give her foodables.  My Papa always gives me half of his apple.  And lots of other things that That Mean Girl doesn't know about, so I won't write about them here.


They also let me bark more than That Mean Girl does.  Wroo!


I also really wuff to roll on my Papa's bed!  If he doesn't close his bedroom door all the way, I sneak in there and roll.  It is really pawsome!


I don't have much time, since I had to sneak on here when That Mean Girl wasn't paying attention.  It is furry hard to type with my nose, because all the keys on the laptop thingy are so close together.  But I seem to have figured it out okay, so I'll try to sneak on to my bloggy more often.


I guess I better say something about how That Mean Girl is doing.  She has been going to the People V-E-T a lot lately, and she takes a lot of different pills.  (She doesn't even take them with peanut butter, or CheezeWhiz!  She has no idea, really.  It is quite sad.)  She says they are "trying to find a meds combination that works".  I’m sure it would work better if she took them with CheezeWhiz.


She is also doing lots of cheating on me with other doggies.  Evfurry Monday night, she goes away and comes back hours later smelling of puppies.  Can you imagine???  She says she is teaching the puppies’ people how to train them.  A likely story.


She also is doing something with the SPCA shelter doggies and the magic clicky box.  I don’t know why she feels the need to go there to use the magic clicky box, since I’m always ready, willing, and able to let her click it at me and give me treats.  I really don’t understand her.


She spends a LOT of time on this laptop thingy.  She says she is “learning”.  Another likely story.


Anyway, enough about That Mean Girl.  And I think I hear her coming back, so I’d better go lie on the chair Upside Down so she doesn’t suspect anything.


I miss all of you, my furends.  Here’s hoping you’re all still out there somewhere!  And hoping that That Mean Girl gets off the laptop thingy evfurry once in a while, so I can sneak on here and post!


WROO!

Today is about The Girl

Wroo, my furends. I'm going to make my bloggy about The Girl today.


My Girlie has the brain sickies, for those of you who don't know. She's got the depresshun and something called ang-zy-a-tee. For the last few months, she's been really battling with them so that they didn't take over and make her really sick. She's been having lots of doctor and med-a-cay-shun problems, too, which makes the brain sickies even worse.


Well, my Girlie has fought about as hard as she can, and she needs a bit of a rest. My Nanny and my Roomie are taking over and fighting with the doctors to try to get my Girlie better. And I am The Girl's biggest help, cuddling and loving and stuff like that. So we'll all be working to help my Girlie.


If we haven't been by your bloggy in a while, it's because The Girl has been working hard on keeping the brain sickies at bay, which is hard work, and she only has so much energy and concentration. If we don't post for a bit, just know that we're fighting hard and will be back as soon as we can.


Furends, we love you all, and reading your bloggies (even if we don't comment) brings us joy and comfort. So we'll be lurking around for a bit - keep having great adventures and good cuddles with your people! Wrooo!

Friday Report

Wrooooooo! It's Dannan, The Little Brown Dog, reporting to you from Nanny and Papa's house!


Yes, The Girl and I have been staying here all week. I ask you, how can an intrepid reporter like me make a report without pictures? Well, when the cameraGirl forgets to bring the camera, there's not much to do but make words. Silly Girlie.


Anyway, it's been warmer this week, hovering around zero. I've been able to stay outside a lot longer, and it's been good. I finally discovered where Nanny hides her birdies (in the tree in the neighbour's yard), so I've had good fun wrooooing at them!


The Girl and I also took a walk. I had to wear the hoodie, and THEN SHE PUT BOOTIES ON MY FEET. The indignity! It was sooooooo embarrassing!


Thankfully, the first bootie dropped of halfway down the driveway, and the second got lost in the deep snow by the telephone pole at the corner of Nanny and Papa's front yard. The last bootie stayed on the whole time, but it was much more comfortable than having to wear all three!


Nanny's judgement was that the booties were too small. (She made them long ago for Shea.) Ha ha! I have foiled the booties!!!


(Note from The Girl: Dannan doesn't know it, but Nanny is making him new booties, which will be just his size.)


In other news, Papa is the BEST! He gives me lots of treats! We ate an apple today, and I got one-third of it! The Girl is trying to make Papa be more sensible, but I know that he's a good guy. He'll find a way to share. He's good like that.


(Another note from The Girl: Papa has been told that the only food he can share with
Dannan is apple. And I regularly repeat that Dannan cannot gain weight because of his three-leggedness. Like, every evening at dinner. And sometimes at noon. And I watch them both like hawks.)


Sorry there are no pictures, evfurrybody. We have to go home sometime this weekend because it's the Roomie's birthday, so we'll pick it up then. And take some pictures with it. Wroo.

Lots of stuff to tell you!

Wrooooooooo, furends! OMDOG, I had SO much FUN last night! The Girl isn't sure exactly what happened, and I'm not telling. The things that are known are: The Girl was downstairs and the Roomie was either in the bathroom or her bedroom. I was left unsupervised in the living room, with the Min Pins and the CATS!


All of a sudden, there was a great clatter, and I was wroooooo-ing my cat serenade. The Pins were barking, and the Roomie ran into the living room. She found me (and Cleo) in the corner; I had Cleo pinned down behind a dining room chair and the big indoor house tree. The Pins were going crazy and I was having the MOST FUN EVER!


The Roomie had a very hard time grabbing my collar, because I was using EVASIVE MANOUVERS. I tromped on her toe for good measure, buying myself more time for FUN!


The Roomie had just captured me and was dragging me to the stairs. The Girl came up the stairs and ordered me down into our bedroom. She followed me, and locked me in. She said I was in EXILE. (At least she was in there with me.) The Pins kept barking, and every time I heard a sound from upstairs, I had to wroooooooooo or make my grumpy sound. And jump up against the door to try to get out. I don't understand why sometimes I can push the door with my nose and it opens, and other times it just seems to be shut even more.


After about an hour, I was still totally vigilant, totally ready to leap to the door at the slightest sound. The Girl made me stay in the room ALONE while she went upstairs to make sure evfurrybody up there was okay.


Lo and behold, the Roomie was on the floor, trying to coax Hailey out from under the couch. Sometime during the seconds when I was totally unsupervised, she got off the scratching post, too, only she went for the bunker under the couch. The Girl and the Roomie suspect that one or the other of the cats (or both) forgot I was in the room and started down off the scratching post. I noticed and it was GAME ON!


Anyway, eventually Hailey came out from under the couch. The Pins has been locked in the Roomie's bedroom while the Roomie worked on Hailey, and they got let out. I, on the other hand, remained in EXILE.


The only injury during the incident was to the Roomie's toe. Sorry, Roomie!


I had the BEST TIME! OMDOG, it was so fun! Unfortunately, neither the Roomie nor The Girl had the presence of mind to take pictures, so you'll just have to imagine the glory of it all. To help you, here are some pictures to remind you what Hailey and Cleo look like.



This is what they usually look like, perched up on the ceiling-high scratching post. The orange and white cat is Cleo, and the grey and orange one is Hailey.



This is how the cats look when they are heading on off the post. This is a picture of Hailey from a long time ago.



Anywroo, it was a MOST exciting evening!!!



In other news, I have received many compliments on the picture that used to be my header, the one where I have an Elvis sneer. Stella even asked me to ask The Girl to put it back up! Well, she didn't do that yet, but she played around and created a new picture, especially for you, Stella!!!




BOL, isn't it great?!



Today, it was warmer outside (only -3), so I was allowed to stay outside for a little bit. I heard our teenaged neighbours, and I raced to the back of the yard, barking my little brown head off! Their black Lab and I ran the fences and barked at each other (it's been so long since we've even seen each other!), and I bounded through the snow like some kind of deer, The Girl says. Of course, she didn't get pictures of that, either. Sigh.



The Girl is going to make me a compromise, she says. The longer she procrastinates about us visiting evfurrybody's bloggies, the more and more entries there are, and the behinder and behinder we get. So, after a very FEEBLE attempt on the weekend to catch up, she has decided that we will start reading evfurrybody's most recent posts, and then if "we" have time, we might catch up on the ones we missed.


I, for one, don't know how this is a compromise! There was no negotiation whatsoever. I think this is more of an executive decision by the one with hands than a compromise. But until I figure out a way to work the pooter on my own, I guess I have to accept it. Wroo. See you all soon, I'll be the doggy who has no idea what's going on with my furends.

snow day!

Wrooooooooo! The bloggy is back under my control! Happy Fur-iday, evfurryone!

I am giddy, can you tell? It's because it's been snowing all morning! All three of us doggies went outside today, even couch potato Khavana! And The Girl took pictures to prove it!

I have to survey my dogdom!

Here's one for the album, Girlie! There was a snow flake on the lens, which is too bad. The Girl thinks it might have been a nice one for cropping.

There's Khavana, trying to sneak out of the frame. I think she thinks she has a rep to protect, or something!

This was going to be a better shot of Khav, but between The Girl pushing the little silver button and the picture taking, look who roared through the frame!

This bunch of straw-y stuff is up against one of our fences. I had to take a look into the neighbour's yard. Just part of the job, ma'am.

The Girl wanted us to run and let he take more pictures. But there was something out on the road somewhere, and we all had to go to the gate to bark. (The Girl just wants to note, nothing was there.)

The Girl loves pictures of trees and bushes that are newly frosted with snow. I wasn't cooperating about getting a good shot of me against them in the background! There were no treats, you know!

The Girl thinks this is such a good picture of my face! Of course it is, Girlie - I am the handsome one!

Losing patience with all the pictures...

The Girl wants you to check out all the snow on the bushes. It would be more impressive if she'd managed to get the shot she wanted, BOL!

We've all had enough and want in. See, even Lexi was out there, even though she stayed at the door for most of the time.

The Girl would like to send out big hugs and thanks to everyone who left comments on her blog post the other day. She says that she treasures each and every one of you, and your kind and loving words made her so happy!

In other news, our good furend Bruno from the Canine Mafioso was just in to the vet to have a tumour removed. They are waiting to find out whether it is benign, so if you could go over and leave some good thoughts for them, I know they'd appreciate it. I'm sending brown dog determination at the tumour, informing it that it MUST be benign.

Our photo essay dedicated to Pink Ducky seems to have been a success! We don't have a video camera, so that's as close as we can come (for now!) to posting a video. The Girl is investigating ways to get a video camera, so stay tuned!


OMDog, I am so excited about our upcoming interview with PetDoc! It's an email interview, and we got the questions this morning. Now I just have to get Girlie to answer them! We'll let you know when it will be posted.


Tomorrow, The Girl is co-hosting a Holiday Open House at the Kamloops SPCA. I have not been invited. Girlie says that maybe Santa Paws will bring me a belly band, and then maybe I can go with her to things like this. Then on Sunday, our dog training group is having a holiday party, too! I don't think I get to go to that one, either. I'm getting a lot better, but I'm still sometimes quite reactive to other doggies. The Girl says that maybe we'll ask the Roomie to come with us, and I can stay for a little while. Then the Roomie can just bring me home before I get too over-stimulated. The party is at the training centre not far from our house, so The Girl might even just run me home herself.


I hope all my furends have an EXCELLENT weekend, full of snow or not! (I know some of you are not snow dogs, Joe! But I know some doggies like the Thundering Herd will be furry disappointed if there's not a bunch of white stuff on the ground and falling from the sky!)


And finally, The Girl and I would like to say something to the troll that left mean comments on the most beautiful post on the blog belonging to Sunny and Scooter and Jamie (the Texas Sundogs): If you are reading our bloggy, read this. Your comments were inappropriate and uncalled for. You may not agree with the post or it's sentiments, but that's no reason to be a troll. We get back what we give out, and karma bites hard. We don't know if you follow our bloggy, but we don't need traffic like that. We encourage you to apologize to our furends.


Happy Fur-iday, evfurryone!

The Girl came back...

(Note from The Girl: Grrrrr. We wrote this post yesterday, and thought that it had published! Just now, I found out that it didn't. Sorry, PuppyBoy!)



Wroooooooo!!!! The Girl came home! She picked me up at Nanny and Papa's house on Thursday night. When she let herself in, I woofed at her, like she was some stranger, BOL! Then I roared around the corner and just about wagged my tail off, I was so happy!


The Girl didn't stay long, because the Roomie was waiting in the car. Once we got home, I remembered that I was MAD at her because she had ABANDONED me. I ignored her the rest of the evening, and then stayed in my doggie bed ALL NIGHT (instead of joining her in the Big Bed for the second half of the night). I wouldn't tell her ANYTHING about my stay with Nanny and Papa.


There are no pictures, either, because The Girl took the camera with her to Vancouver. Don't you think that she would rather have pictures of what I was doing while I was ABANDONED rather than pictures of Great Big Sea? (That's her favourite band, by the way.)


So, since there are no pictures of my actual visit, here are some from previous ones:





Even though I'm staying mum about what I did, The Girl knows that at some point, I went Upside Down. Nanny is a very good belly scratcher.






I also like to lie like this on their couch. It's got this great bumpy thing with the cushions, and it makes a great chin rest.







This is the backyard at Nanny and Papa's house. They put the fence up just for me, you know.







And, at some point, I probably went Upside Down again. That couch is the best!




So I'm not telling what happened, but Nanny had to tell her something. I've never been ABANDONED anywhere but at home with the Roomie before. So I was a little sad when she left.


(The Girl here. No doubt the treat fest started the minute I was out the door. Nanny gives him really tasty treats.)


I didn't want to sleep in my doggie bed, even though The Girl had brought it over with me. I wanted to sleep with Nanny, but she said I am too noisy. I don't know what she's talking about. I just wanted to sleep!


(The Girl again. Dannan truly is the noisiest sleeping dog I have ever encountered. He moans and groans. And groans and moans. Then when he's dreaming, he puffs his cheeks in and out and in and out. Then he barks, kind of a muffled bark because he keeps his mouth closed and it kind of comes from his throat. Sometimes, he growls. I always wonder what he dreams about. Anyway, the point is, he's noisy. My Mom is a very light sleeper, so she didn't want him waking her up all night just as she got to sleep. And then, of course, halfway through the night he'd decide he was cold and jump up on her bed to cuddle up and get warm.)


So Nanny said that I could sleep wherever I wanted, even on the couch! (At home, I get locked in the bedroom with The Girl. She says it's so the cats can have some peace.) I stayed up with my Papa while he watched late night t.v. When he was ready for bed, he didn't want to turn the light off in case it woke me up, so he left it on.


Nanny got up not long after that and thought that I was cold. So she wrapped me up in a fleece blankie, and I just cuddled down on the couch. I never, ever let The Girl put covers on me! But I let my Nanny!


The next day, I got to chase a CAT in Nanny's backyard! She says that if I catch a cat in her backyard, I can keep it! I spent most of the day out patrolling her backyard and surveying it from her back step. By the way, Girlie, why don't you put out a pile of blankets for me in our backyard? That was really nice at Nanny's.


The only treat that I got while I was there was a bit of Papa's apple. I was a Very Good Dawg and waited to be told "okay" before I took my piece from his fingers. (The Girl here, we've been working on not being grabby. And I'm sure that was FAR from his ONLY treat! That's just the only treat that my Mom confessed to giving him!)


Anywroo, I guess if I have to be ABANDONED, and I can't stay at my own house, Nanny and Papa's house isn't such a bad place. IF, that is, I have to be ABANDONED, which is something that should never happen again.


The Girl even went to Petsmart while she was in Vancouver, and she saw something that she thinks is maybe what Daisy is talking about when she tells us about her favourite chicken strips. But did she bring me any? NOOOOOOOOOO! All she bought were clickers. She says she likes to have extra ones. Meanie.


(Once again, The Girl here. He also got this really cool laser light thingy that clips onto his collar, so he can chase the laser light until he goes silly from it, but he doesn't have it yet.)


I wuff my Nanny and my Papa, but I really don't like to be anywhere without The Girl. She says that I'm spoiled. But I say, well who's fault is that, then? And she sighs, because she knows I'm right.


Moral of the story: If you have to be ABANDONED like I was, make sure you go someplace where you won't be spoiled a bit! Wrooooooooo!!!


(Final note from The Girl: Although my Mom didn't confess to giving him a bunch of treats, I know that she and my Dad give him a ton of them right in front of me. So I'm pretty sure he ate his weight in people food while I was gone. And it sounds like he had a pretty good time, for an abandoned dog!)

Award! and a Meme!

Wroooooooo! I have so much to write about, but The Girl says that we're going to start with the award that my very good furend Daisy gave me:

We love you too, Daisy!!!



Daisy also tagged us for a meme! (Have I mentioned that I wuff Daisy???) So did Dozer and the Canine Mafioso! (Did you know that the Mafioso have a new blog? Their old one died, so click on their name to see their new home!)



My 8 favorite foods:

1. My bedtime chewies (DentaStix and Omega-3)
2. Apples
3. Cheese (except for cheese slices, which I only get when I go to the groomer's to get my nails cut)
   
4. Yogurt
5. Meat, meat, meat!
6. Anything that the Min Pins are getting
7. Beef bones
8. Rice
   

8 Things I did today:

1. Woke The Girl up at 4:58 a.m., because we were awake then yesterday, too.
2. Let The Girl go back to sleep.
3. Stared at The Girl to make her crazy.
4. Wrooooooooed at The Girl because she just doesn't listen.
5. Had some apple.
6. Ignored everyone and hung out downstairs in my bedroom.
7. Sniffed Lexi's head and butt.
8. Was told that I Cannot Have A Cat.
   

8 Favorite Stores:

1. Hmmm. I don't get to go into many stores. I've been in Petcetera a few times, but The Girl says that I mark too much when I'm in a pet store so I haven't been there lately.
   
2. I do get to sometimes guard the car while The Girl goes into stores. I don't really like to be left behind, though. Unless I get a good treat.
   
3. I like to examine the bags that come from stores, to see if they contain contraband. Or something really good. (This isn't really about my favourite stores, but I'm going with it.)
   
4. The Girl says that all of our eatables come from a grocery store. So I think that must be a pretty good store, filled with all those eatables!
5. I can't think of anything else that has to do with stores, so I'll stop here.
   

8 Restaurants:

1. I have never been to a restaurant. They don't let doggies into the ones where we live. But I have been through fast food drive thrus, and sometimes they will give me a cookie!
   

8 Things I look Forward To:

1. Eating
   
2. Cuddling with The Girl
3. Visiting Nanny and Papa
4. Going to the dog park (hint, hint, Girlie!)
5. Going for a walk (another hint! Do I really need to wrooooooooooo???)
6. Sneak attacks to kiss the Roomie's face
7. The Girl coming home after she abandons me
8. Chasing the laser light
   

8 Things I Like To Do With Family:

1. Cuddle
2. Eat
3. Play chase
4. Play tug with stuffies, then de-stuff them!
5. Charm them and make them love me!
6. Get belly rubs
7. Have my Spot scratched (on my back right above my tail)
8. Wrooooo.
   

8 Things on My Wish List:

1. As many apples as I can eat.
2. A new squirrel stuffy.
3. A cat of my very own.
4. To never be abandoned again.
5. Thumbs, so I don't have to depend on undependable people to help me blog.
6. Finding a furend that will play chase with me all the time.
7. Homes for all the furries in the world.
8. A cat of my very own. Or two. Or more.
   

8 Buddies I’m Tagging with the meme:

1. I haven't been able to keep up with all my bloggy furends in the last few days, so I don't know who's done this yet. So I'll tag evfurrybody who wants to do it!

The Girl says she needs a break, what a lazy thing! We'll be back soon to tell you all about ABANDONMENT and Nanny and Papa's!

Wow! Lookit all the cards!

Wroooooooooooo! It's me, Dannan! Guess what we found in the mailbox today... HOLIDAY CARDS!!! Four of them!!! (The Girl doesn't have any, yet!) The Girl took pictures after we opened them, but she's in a bit of a rush today, trying to get ready to ABANDON me.

She said we could do a quick post, just to let evfurrybody know that we have received cards in the snail mail, and a TON of e-cards! The Girl hasn't had time (she says) to look at them all, so on the weekend, we're going to do a massive Holiday Card post.

The snow is all gone. It was very sunny today, but the wind was really cold! We took some pictures outside this afternoon when The Girl came home, but she says she's too busy to deal with them right now. You know, because she's getting ready to ABANDON me.

I also wanted to CONGRATULATE the winner of Bolo's Nosevember Competition - my good furend Eduardo the Snuggle Puggle!! Eduardo, you are pawsome! And Bolo and his Mom did such a great job putting together a really fun contest, so thanks to them, too! We didn't do so well at recognizing our furends' noses, and we're really sorry about that! If you catch me staring hard at you, I'm trying to memorize your features better!

Well, The Girl says she needs to go pack. To ABANDON me. She's going to Vancouver tomorrow morning, and will be back Thursday night. And I have to go to my Nanny and Papa's house. (We didn't make it there this weekend, so I haven't even had a dry run.) The Girl has gone away before, but I've always stayed at home with my Roomie and my Min Pins and my cats and my bed and all my stuff. But the Roomie is going with her, so I can't stay home. (The Roomie's dad will come over to look after the Pins and the cats, but The Girl thinks I will be happier to be at Nanny and Papa's, where they will be with me the whole time.)

I sure hope Nanny and Papa give me lots of treats and belly rubs so that I don't feel so bad and sad and lonely. The Girl keeps a pretty close watch on Papa when we visit, because he always wants to give me LOTS of eatables. The Girl lets me have a taste of most of her eatables, but it's always a really tiny taste. Microscopic sometimes. For instance, if I get a taste of her carrot muffin, it's always just a tiny crumb. Like half the size of her pinky finger. Or even smaller! But Papa thinks that I should get half of the muffin. So The Girl keeps an eye on him. I'm supposed to stay very lean because of my missing leggy, so I'm not supposed to get lots of eatables other than my kibble. I'm hoping for a bonanza at their house, though. If she's doesn't want that to happen, then she shouldn't ABANDON me. I know you all agree with me.

About ten days ago, The Girl and I went for a walk, and we got lots of pictures. The Girl has a whole post planned with them (jeepers, Girlie, it's going to be spring before you actually do it!), but she said I could post two of them. So here I am, checking my pee mail...

And here's another picture of me in the leaves. Can you find me? BOL!

I don't imagine that I'll get a chance to post again until Fur-eye-day. So have a good couple of days, doggies and kitties, and I'll tell you then about my ABANDONMENT. (And massive amount of eatables, I hope!)

My first snail mail Christmas Card, and The Snow is All My Fault

Wroooooooo, efurrybody! Hope all my American furends had a wonderful Thanksgiving with lots of eatables! The Girl said that the reason we had no turkey yesterday is that we celebrated Thanksgiving in October. I fail to see what that has to do with anything! We still could have had turkey!!


I got my furst Christmas card in the snail mail! It is from Simba. I was so ecstatic that I had to go Upside Down!






Please ignore the hooman leg and slipper at the bottom. The Girl says she's done enough secretary stuff for me today, and she refused to do any photo-editing. I am skeptical of this, however. The secretary stuff she did for me earlier today was stuff she had PROMISED to have done by Tuesday - writing on and addressing my snail mail Christmas cards! She FINALLY got them done today, and will mail them tomorrow. TOMORROW, Girlie!


I also got quite a few e-cards, which I will bark about in my next post. Hopefully tomorrow.



In other news, it is all my fault that it has been snowing since this morning. It was snowing when we got up at 7:00 am, and it is STILL snowing! That's NINE straight hours of snow! Very unusual for here.


The reason (The Girl) says it's my fault is because I just commented on Bolo's bloggy yesterday that we didn't have any snow. She likes the snow, but really hates how people drive in it. And she hates shovelling it, too. So she likes winters that are not snowy. Except for Christmas. She likes a White Christmas.


I, on the other hand, was SO EXCITED that I ran back and forth (like a maniac, according to The Girl) and back and forth and back and forth! I made The Girl take pictures.



Here's me on the way out...





And on the way back in....





Back out...





And me and Lexi on the way back in again. (Well, all you can see is my tail. The Girl sometimes misses the picture she thinks she's going to take.)






Khavana is the worst couch potato you can imagine. She didn't come out with us. She never does! She only wants to go outside first thing in the morning, and right after supper. She totally misses out.


Once I had done my running (I always have to race back and forth, and back and forth when I'm excited!), I stopped to smell the snow.










And then we have the series of pictures where The Girl was trying to get a shot of me covered in snow...













We didn't stay out long enough for me to get really snowy, though. The Girl picked up our newspapers, and we went back inside.



I have the feeling that there was something I was going to mention in this post, but I can't seem to remember it. My memory is becoming as bad as The Girl's! BOL!



The Girl is going to Vancouver for a furry quick trip on Wednesday. I told her that she should visit Sparky and Lizzie, but she says she doesn't think there will be time. She and The Roomie are going to a Great Big Sea concert on Wednesday night, and coming back the next day. I am going to stay with my Nanny and Papa overnight. I've never done that before, so I'm a little nervous. So is The Girl. She is really such a big softy. Always before, I've stayed with The Roomie when The Girl has gone out of town. But I guess I can't do that this time, since The Roomie is going, too!



So far, the plan for the weekend is for The Girl and I to go over to Nanny and Papa's for Saturday and Sunday night. The Girl has to work at the SPCA Craft Fair on Sunday, so she thought staying with them while she was gone would be a good way to ease into things. But she keeps looking out the window at the snow, and saying things like, it better stop soon! We have had a little snow once earlier this winter, but it was melted by noon. The Girl says hoomans drive really dumb during the first big snowfall. I think she's trying to get out of going to mail my Christmas cards.



There doesn't seem to be turkey again tonight. I am disappointed, because I made it clear yesterday that we can have turkey when it's not Thanksgiving! If The Girl leaves the house tomorrow, I'll tell her to stop at the grocery store and get some!

Happy Halloween!

Wrooo, it's Dannan! Today is Halloween, which is awful. I hate Halloween, and it's not cuz The Girl dresses me up (she doesn't). It's the fireworks! Where we live, any human with the money can buy them, and they are completely unregulated. So Canada Day and Halloween are really terrible times.


I am scared by fireworks. The bangs they make are scary, and I get very worried. Fortunately, The Girl seems to feel the same way about them, because on Halloween, we go into the basement, turn the tv up loud, and turn on the white noise machine. Oh, and I get some magic potion, which makes me a bit less worried. (The Girl: Translation - Rescue Remedy. Vital to all fireworky occasions.)


We don't let trick-or-treaters into our yard on Halloween either. The Min Pins bark enough with them just passing on the street. So we lock the gate into our yard (you have to go through the gate to get to our door), turn off the lights, and eat the candy ourselves. Well, The Girl and The Roomie eat the candy. None of us furbabies are allowed candy.


But I am allowed to have yogurt! I wuff yogurt! Today, I give to you Part 2 in the NOM! series (Part 1 - Peanut Butter Noms is here):






















Here I have to break out the Laser Beam Eyes, because I sense the yogurt is running out!




Be safe today and tonight, everypup and kitty. I know it can be scary, but stay at home with your people! Don't go running, even if you are scared or startled by what's happening. And just say NO to costumes! BOL!

Cat TV

Wrooooo, everypuppy and kitty, it's me, Dannan. I wanted to share with you one of my favourite activities. Especially after all that Min Pin ridiculousness yesterday!

Sometimes in the evening, when I'm not getting my belly rubbed and being Upside Down, I watch Cat TV. This is what it looks like:

Me, watching Cat TV.

What I see. (Note the laser eyes I'm getting from Hailey. They don't work on me, fortunately.)

Again, what I do:

And what I see:

Me:

Cat TV:

Me:

Cat TV:

And me:

Cat TV:

When I'm upstairs, the cats always stay either in The Roomie's bedroom, or on the scratching post. Despite what you may think, the pictures above are all different; The Girl didn't just copy and paste the same one over again!


I can watch Cat TV for hours. Just in case something happens. Sometimes, one of the cats will take a bath! Or eat some kibble (they have a dish up there; sometimes, kitty kibble falls to the floor, but one of the Min Pins usually gets to it first). Sometimes, Cleo forgets that I'm in the room and starts to climb down. That is very exciting! I wish I had one of those TiVo thingies, so I could just replay that over and over again. I am not allowed to have a cat, even though it is my fondest wish.