Showing posts with label marrow bone. Show all posts
Showing posts with label marrow bone. Show all posts

Monday, February 9, 2009

Honesties! For real! (edited)

Our wonderful Kuvasz furend Biggie Z presented us with the Honest Weblog Award! Thanks, Biggie! It's an honour!



The rules:"When accepting this auspicious award, you must write a post bragging about it, including the name of the misguided soul who thinks you deserve such acclaim, and link back to said person so everyone knows he or she is real.

Choose a minimum of 7 blogs that you find brilliant in content or design. Or improvise by including bloggers who have no idea who you are because you don’t have 7 friends. Show the 7 random victims’ names and links and leave a harassing comment informing them that they were prized with “Honest Weblog.” Well, there’s no prize, but they can keep the nifty icon. List at least ten honest things about yourself. Then, pass it on! "



Well, Biggie is a very honest guy. His bloggy is a great place to go to read about WTFs. No, not Wire Fox Terrors, the other WTFs. People who are clueless about doggies, and his encounters with them. You should go read his posts about them; you’ll completely know what he’s talking about! He and his Momma also do lots of educational stuff, like about raw diets and socialization and training. Check them out!


Edited to add: We tagged Daisy and Dozer at the end of this bloggy post, but it turns out they had both already received the award and passed it on to me! Thank wroo, my furends! You've gotta go see Daisy and Dozer, I wuff them so much! You will, too, I just know it! Daisy is the sweetest doggy I know, and Dozer is furry funny! And like I wrote (will write?) down below, they are totally twins!


So I have to list at least ten honest things about myself. Hmm, that shouldn’t be too hard. Biggie did a whole theme thing about his raw diet, but I think I’ll just go general. I’ll try to come up with new honesties about myself, too.


  1. I love to eat cat poop. And even sometimes Min Pin poop, when their raw food is particularly tasty. (Lexi gets al-er-Gs, so the ingredients sometimes change.)


  1. I have trouble emptying my anal glands. (TMI? Oh well! It’s honest, that’s for sure!) My Trisha at the groomer’s usually empties them for me every second month or so. The Girl is giving me pumpkin now, in hopes of tightening up my - ahem - poop. She’s also heard that raw diets help, but I haven’t quite convinced her yet that she needs to start feeding me raw.


  1. I go on the offensive when I’m face-to-face with doggies that are bigger than I am. Girlie says she doesn’t know if I do this because I live with little Min Pins or because I think I’m at as disadvantage due to my three leggy-edness. Actually, it is because I just want to show evfurrybody that I am not to be taken lightly. I’m a bad-a$$, you know.


  1. I have a huge crush on Stella. (Not news, but how can I leave it out? Kisses to you, Stella!)


  1. I am a good chewer when it comes to food. The Girl gave me some leftover green peas last night, and I chewed each pea!


  1. I am a lot smarter than (some) people give me credit for. When we first got over to Nanny and Papa’s house, they spoiled me with treats all the time. I totally convinced them that I was absolutely STARVING, and for about a week, I was able to con them out of food anytime I wanted. The Girl discovered the dozens of extra foodables I was conning, and she put a stop to it. Mean Girlie!


  1. I am the bag inspector wherever I happen to be. Any bags coming into the house must be inspected by me for contraband. Especially foodable bags. Once, I even stole a marrow bone out of a foodable bag.


  1. The Girl thinks that I am not very sly. When I stole the marrow bone, I gave it up right away when The Girl told me to. I didn’t try to hide with it, like some Min Pins I know (Lexi, I’m looking at you!) And there have been other things I’ve - ahem - appropriated for myself that I’ve taken right to The Girl. Not sly at all, she says. But then again, I’ve trained Girlie that when I get something I’m not supposed to have, she has to give me a tasty treat in exchange for the forbidden object. She just has no idea of the level on which I work!


  1. I sometimes try to creep up on the cats. I think I’m totally stealth. (Girlie here. He is stealth, but only in his own mind! Because of his three-leggedness, it’s not very inconspicuous. He moves like the wind when he runs, but when he’s going slow, it’s not so smooth. Hop, hop, hop!)


  1. I am the world’s best seat stealer. Whenever anybody gets up off of a chair or the couch, I am in their spot like lightning! I especially love to steal the Roomie’s spot! Papa’s spot is also fun to steal. The Girl makes me move if I steal her spot, but Nanny always lets me stay where I am – she’s the one that moves! Wroo!


Those are some (hopefully) new things about me! I am going to tag Daisy and Dozer with this one; they are totally twins, check them out!



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Make sure you get over to the Mango's bloggy! He's hosting Mango-Minster this week, and evfurrybody can put in their own vote for which doggy they want to win! Today's the Hound group, wroo!



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We have an exciting post coming up later in the week! I got some mail today, and once The Girl gets the batteries changed in the camera (don't laugh, it takes furEVER!), we'll take some pictures and a video. And I'll do a little review on what's inside the package!



Sunday, December 7, 2008

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!


Thursday, September 25, 2008

Post - Bailey

Hi, everypuppy, it's me, Dannan.

There are no pictures for the blog today. And The Girl is totally behind on reading blogs, so bear with her.

The reason there are no pictures for the blog is named BAILEY. You know, the little blonde cocker spaniel from yesterday's post? Well, let me tell you all about how that went.

The Girl's sister J told her that Bailey doesn't get along with most dogs. So The Girl arranged for us to meet on neutral territory down the street from Nanny and Papa's house. She said that at least then I wouldn't have any territorial issues, whatever she means by that.

The Girl and I approached J and Bailey, leashes all 'round. Bailey, who looks sweet and cute and everything, turned into a pulling, roaring, monster-dog! I had been quite good to that point, interested and pulling to meet her. When I heard her growls, I said, "Game on!" and launched myself to the end of my leash.

The Girl moved me away, and I calmed down. Especially since I got turkey jerky. So now, to me, being near Bailey is actually pretty good. I love turkey jerky!

We tried a few more approaches, and Bailey was having none of it. I pretty much ignored her, because what's the big deal anyway? Turkey jerky, my fur-ends, turkey jerky.

J and Bailey went off for a short walk while I went in and greeted everyone. Then, if you can even IMAGINE! I got kicked outside into the back yard, ALL DAY. At one point, people were going in and out the door, and Bailey snuck out. She again launched herself at me, and I'll always give as good as I get. Lots of noise and fury, she bit me, I bit her back, and then J and The Girl were pulling us apart. No blood, no skin broken. Bailey got dragged back into the house by J, and as far as I'm concerned, I won that fight!
(The Girl: You should have seen him grinning.)

Anyway, I got left outside, which normally I don't mind, but today I just knew SHE was in there with all my people. We left right after dinner, which Nanny served early so I didn't have to be by myself quite as long. And both Nanny and The Girl came out and visited with me. J came out, too, to help clean my ears. I was a Very Good Dog and amazed the heck out of J. She said that Bailey would never stand still and let her even pick up her spaniel ear without freaking out. Well, I can totally believe that!

So I will get left at home for the duration of their visit. But you know, I did get a marrow bone in the yard to chew on, and I got to visit with my Papa in the basement. (The Girl tried to baby gate me in the downstairs rec room, but I totally blew through that plastic thing! But The Girl had another baby gate at the top of the stairs! Apparently she somehow foresaw that I would go all freight train at the first gate. That's when I got kicked back outside again.

Ahem. The Girl here again. Before you feel too badly for Dannan, you should know this: he ended up with TWO marrow bones, half a dozen squares of turkey jerky, more visits and belly rubs than he would have normally got (and he would have chosen to stay outside all afternoon anyway, which is what he always does!). AND he got to have a fight (which he is never allowed to do), AND he got to win! He didn't have that bad a day, all said.

But he's right; he'll stay home for the next few days while they are here. I'm pretty proud of him, though. He would have been friendly with her if she would have allowed it. He indeed was a Very Good Dog today!

(I'll be by everyone's blogs hopefully over the weekend. I'm addicted! I can't stand days that go by when I don't read what everybody is up to!)

Saturday, September 6, 2008

troll

Wrrooooo, wrrooooo, everypuppy, it's Dannan again!


Today, I'm going to post about a guest doggy. His name is Troll, and he stayed with my Nanny and Papa in 2006. Troll's person, Bob, was my Papa's good friend, and he had to go to the hospital for a long time. Papa took him home, and they looked after him. (Bob didn't make it home, but his daughter from Nanaimo ended up taking Troll to Nanaimo to live with her pack.)


Troll and I did not get along. I didn't get to visit Nanny and Papa the whole time he stayed there, because The Girl said I was too rude and had tried to eat Troll. I told her, but he's at MY Nanny and Papa's house! That's MY home (well, my second home). But she said, no more visits with Troll. Hmmmph.


Anyway, The Girl said Troll was pretty cute, and he wa a doggy in a rough spot, what with Bob being sick and all. So she wanted to post about him. *I* would have preferred to post about myself, but she said she'd give me a marrow bone if I posted about Troll. So here he is.





Even Troll liked to be upside down!



It was a tough time for Troll; he liked to be under the table to feel safe.







So, that's Troll. Tomorrow, it will be all about ME, ME, ME!!!

(Going to have my marrow bone, now!)

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