Wordless Wednesday: Impressions - guess who!

Yoooou ain't nothin' but a hound dog!

I did not have sexual relations with that woman!

I know you are but what am I? I know you are but what am I infinity!!  HA HA!

Hmmm, whats a meerkat say?  Well, since I don't know - here's the clue.  I'M A MEERKAT!

Quick Check In

Mom is at Boyzee for workstuffs.  Dis meens I doesn't haz so much tiym to blogged for you.  I wud be bak to you soon wif many new advenchurs.  Til dat day, heer is story wif pikchur for you.

What?  Your leaving?  You just tucked me in!!

But what if I show you my super cute belly? You can't resist this mom!

Oh I knew you would stay, you're the best EVER!

What do you mean you are leaving after our snuggles?  Screw you....

Kisses & Snuggles,
Buddy Dawg

P.S. Indy the missing basenji was FOUND!  Thank you all for your thoughts, prayers and ideas on how to catch the little bugger.  :)  Love, the mom.

Still Missing :(

This beautiful guy is still missing. He was lost at Beulah Bay in Beulah, ND.  His dad only has one more day to search for Indy before he has to come home from vacation.  Please keep him in your thoughts and prayers.  We need a miracle, we need Indy and his dad reunited :(

Frustration

Mom does get reddy for her tripped to Seeside agin.  I kin tell cuz I smelled da big sootcase comed out of da kloset.  Dis maked me most frustrayted.  Wen I getted frustrayted you kin tell becuz I rubs at my eyespot lots.  I tink dat if mom worry bout my fantum payn in da eyespot she wud not go on her trip.  But her did lerned my trick of fayk payn and not falls for it no more.

To payed her bak for her most evil trechery of leeving me heer wifout her I haz hached most awesome plan. I pretends to haf some depressy agin.  To make absolutely pawsitive her knows how sad I iz I refyuz to do any fun stuffs.  Mama knows I iz a faker, so I better comed up wif a better plan. To showed you how gud an aktor I am mom taked a moovie!
                                   
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Mom sez I haz a baybesitter wen her be gone. I iz not a baybe!!  I iz Man of Dis House.  Heer me WOMAN!?  Da baybesitter wut is wif me dis tiym is new and mom is littul nervus.  Der will be littul girl here who I kin played wif.  Dis is most tiny hooman, mom sed her be free yeers old.  Pffft.  Wen I were free yeers I was howsbroken, knowed all my triks and walked on da leesh.  Now who be smartur speeshes?

Mom hopes dat I iz gud dog and doesn't get frustrayted wif da littul girl.  I iz always very very gud dog, but her say even gud dog haz limuts.  Dem littul hoomans sometyme don't haz best manners!  Littul hooman do not speeked da same langwage as me.  Sometiym wen littul hooman iz try to be gud dey will hugged me or pik me up reel quick wifout tell me first.  Dis can startul me cuz I do not see it coming.  Or mebbe sometiym I just be tired and done wif day play time - mebbe I doesn't want more hugs.But if I telled her I iz done her mebbe not understand, cuz we speek different langwage.  I do my talk wif my body, and da hooman do da talk wif da mouth.  But mom sed even if da hooman don't knowed my langwage or has bad manners, da dog is always held to highest standurd.  Dis meen I haz to be gud, even if I wanna be bad.

I kin tell uder dog no wif my mouth, by growly noise or by snippy (but for the rekord, I do haz no snippys at any dog or hooman- dogs respekt my authoritay and listen to my growly! Plus, I iz very much lover not a fiyter).  But dis growly can make hooman scared, and snippy da hooman is never gud idea.  Mom sed I kin still growly, becuz that be how I try to talk liyk hooman and say "Hey now, I really don't like whats going on here.  Back off please, I am scared/nervous/pissed off."  Dis is wen mom or 'nother big hooman shud step in and separayt me from littul hoomans for a while.  However, not all mommies and daddies knowed my langwage, and her want me to sukseed at being bigger man in all sichewashun.

For wen mom iz gone we haz organiyzed wut mom call "Sayf Zone".  Dis way wen da baybesitter (grrr...I'm not a baybe!!) see dat maybe I iz getting shakey like chew-wa-wa or growly like dobermin dat I kin go to sayf zone and eberybody is happy.  I wuz ohhhh-fended!  How dayr she maked me a time owt spot in my own hows?!  Dis MY HOUSE!!  But she explayn dat even da bestest dog in da hole hole world still need a sayf zone, she sed even Victoria Stillwell dogs (who are da smartest dogs in da whole whole world) haz sayf zone.  Well den it be ok I guess.  If mom say I am smart liyk dem dogs, I kin haz sayf zone.  But....Kin I taked my blankee?

Here is my furst try at layed in da sayf zone (spare bedroom behind closed doors).  My hooman cuzin sed wen you go to tiym out if you be reely reely bad dey maked you put your snout in da corner.  I tried it out, it sucked!

"Oh Buddy, you don't have to put your nose in the corner.  It's not time out, it's a happy place I promise!"

Kisses & Snuggles,
Buddy Dawg

I Am The Man Of The House

My Gman is owt of town, n my brudder is wif him.  Dat meens I iz man of da howse.  My wurd is law!  Do you heer dat mom?  LAW! ::snort::

Wut dis meens iz my job becomed protekt mom at all tiymz.  Most important is wen her lose focus, liyk at nite tiym.  Her fall asleep so much on da job dat it iz reely kwiyt imbarrising.  So wen I do heer her turned off da teevee box I know dat I must maked most sure she do not forgetted dat I am protekting us.  A kwik nudge or playtiym growl will mostly do dat trik and keeped her awayk.  But sometiym it taked more energeez from me, so I do a full body rolly polly move acrossed of her belly part.  Den I rubs all day way up and down of her, liyk her is smelly wormy. 

I knowed how much her appreshiayts me cuz den her pats me on da fays and says "Good lord you ::bleeping:: dog.  It's two a.m.  GO TO SLEEP!"  Sometiym her even kompayr my skillz to my Gman skillz, I knowed I wins dis kontest cuz she says "This shit would not fly if your father was here, for the love of Dog shut the hell up!".  Den her letted me layed under her arm wer it iz so niyc and warm.  We cuddle lotz after dis point cuz her is so prowd of me!  Sometiym it feel like her mebbe holded me down so I be not able to protekt her, but I knowed she just feel sayf wen I iz neer her.  If it wuz not fer me i know her wud sleeped da whole nite thru and never be protekted from da stayr monsters or da boogymens.  I rock.

Akshually I do not abwese dis new powur wut I haz called Man Of the House.  I uses it only for da gud.  Wut is gud is lots n lots of played times in da grassy parts and to played wif my smart dog toyz.  AND I do never haz to shayr!!  Wen I do not haz to shayr mom wif brudder I iz so happy cuz it meens more nommies fer me! 

Wif da temperachur in da million dagrees farunhiet we doesn't played owtside dat much.  Cuz I be an old man my air condishioner insiyd my body be broken.  I i kin getted sooooo bored.  Mom gets skared dat if I getted too bored I miyt get dem big bad depressys again, so mom n I played wif my Nina O toy lots.  Her sez its so I kin eksersiyz da brain parts, but reely its so her dont feel bad for givin me lots of nommies.  See how smart I iz?

Kisses & Snuggles, Buddy Dawg

From the mom:  A very dear friend of mine has lost his dog.  Indy, the Basinji Bad Boy, got very spooked from the fireworks and darted from his dad Monday night.  He hasn't been seen since.  We could sure use any spare thoughts and prayers you have, as this handsome young man desperately needs to be reunited with his dad.  He darted while visiting family in a different state, so he is in completely unknown and scary territory.  Below is a picture of Indy and Maxim - bffs for life.

Tomorrow is a new post - I promise!

This is the mom.  And I really want Buddy to blog, really I do.  But we keep getting distracted with life....life gets in the way.  So tomorrow come hell or highwater we will have a new story to tell.  I miss this online community, and I need to work harder to stay a part of it.  But until then, enjoy this video. But first the backstory, because let's face it.  It's my first time creating a video and it's not real great :)

Buddy's teeth are terrible.  TERRRRRIBLE!  Bad breeding plays a huge part, combined with the fact that we cannot put him under again without the risk of complications (no teeth cleanings for this boy!)  I have been looking high and low for a bone that meets this little picky terror's standards but to no avail.  He is the most picky little dog I have ever met. 

So, naturally, anytime I bring home a new chew-type toy his response is never "Oh yay new yummies your the best I love you!!!!"  Nope, it runs more to the "Oh sh*t mom, for the love of dog GIVE IT UP!  Do I have to pretend to be grateful again? You know the minute you turn your back I am throwing this crap to my brother.  That guy eats anything. Give.it.up"  Yet still I try.

And most recently. I WON!