I reached a new milestone tonight… while out on my daily walk, instead of crouching down to pee in the neighbor’s yard, I lifted my leg.  That’s right.  I did it.  Finally. 

And I know the importance that you humans put on determining if your young are right-handed or left-handed (apparently you make the left-handed kids wear their watches backwards and they should move to Europe if they want to feel comfortable when they drive a car).  Well, it seems I am right-legged.  It is still too early to tell if I’m ambipuppious.  But hopefully by my first ever snowfall I’ll be able to write my name.

In further proof that I am growing up and changing from a puppy to a stud, I have been able to hold it all day while I wait for my master to return from work.  That’s right, no accidents the past few days.  That deserves a good belly rub and a Beggin Strip.

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Vote or Die!  It’s not just a promotion for Puff Daddy or MTV’s Rock the Vote campaign.  No, it’s time to stuff the litter box… err… ballot box.  WISN Channel 12 (an ABC affiliate in Milwaukee, Wisconsin) is having a photo contest for the Dog Days of Summer. 

I need each of you to visit the contest website and vote for me as many times as you can.  I am not aware of any prizes associated with this contest, but it’s time we represent the ‘natti and overwhelm them with our votes!

One last thing, thanks again to everyone that’s called me so far!  If I had thumbs to pick up the receiver I would return your calls!  Keep ‘em coming!

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I realize that this website isn’t the most interactive technological marvel on the planet.  And I know some of you would prefer to speak to me in real time rather than reading the blog over and over again (although I do appreciate that!)… so I am now accepting phone calls between the hours of 8:00am and 5:00pm EST Monday through Friday. 

I’m sure you understand that I might now be able to pick up the phone everytime someone calls, in fact I’ll promise you that I am screening the calls due to telemarketers.  Let’s face it, they are just people who were too scared to deliver their junk to the door in envelopes, hence they are not worthy of my time.  I can at least respect the post office for sending someone to my door. 

So feel free to give me a call during the day between 8-5 and I promise to at least listen to your messages.  My number is (513) 522-2223.  So go ahead.  Sit.  Speak.

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Guess who’s just turning 6 months old today?!  Yep, I’m just starting to hit my stride.  If anyone needs any ideas for presents, just drop me a line!

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Things are always so much cuter when they’re little… like me for instance.  Sure I would be cute if I was a huge 100 lb dog.  But I’m even cuter as an 8 lb puppy!  I don’t want to sound so full of myself so consider this… what human doesn’t melt when you see a newborn baby?!  You all do it.  Sure my master refuses to hold any of these adorable little babies but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t think they’re cute.  He just doesn’t want them to get too attached to him ;)  He knows his puppy is # 1 in his book. 

I’m sure you all have your soft spot for the small things.  Just don’t pick on us little folks when deep down you know how cute we are!  Am I right?!  Things are always so much cuter when they’re little?!  Fill in the blank with ANYTHING in the following question and I think you’ll agree… Who doesn’t like a minature version of __________ ?  See, no matter what you put in the blank the answer is the same, you absolutely love minature stuff!  Just like all those ladies that collect the minature figurines.  We don’t know what to do with them, but we love ‘em!

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I’m sure most of us would agree that Lassie really paved the way for animal actors in America.  I mean, the dog had its own self-titled show.  At least Lassie paved the way for us canines.  Mr. Ed was there to help the equestrian folks out but for us pups, we really look up to the old sheep herder as a pioneer.  After Lassie (the tv show) we still had to wait quite a while till we got Rin Tin Tin K-9 Cop and the German Shepherds just don’t do the acting gig quite as well as the rest of us.  Let’s face it, Rinny wasn’t exactly a canine version of McGuiver or anything.  But I guess Lassie (the dog) set the bar pretty high for the rest of us… I mean, the dog knew how to get a kid out of well… think about that for a second.  We send entire fire departments out to do that kind of stuff these days!

Sure we’ve had some film success, too, so our canine qualities are not just limited to after school specials and sit coms.  I have heard many good things of the feature dogs in Turner & Hooch, 101 Dalmations, Beetoven (all million editions of them!), Air Bud (once again, a slew of movies with deviated titles), Milo & Otis, and Lady & the Tramp.  I could go on and on about how we have propped up the film industry for years… working for literally scraps.

After Rin Tin Tin, we really didn’t see a great stand out canine in show business until Frasier came along.  Eddie, the dog on the show, provided the comic relief.  Without him, it would have been a lifeless show about pyschology and a series of one mid-life crisis after another.  Eddie, whose real name was Moose, was a Jack Russell Terrier that I admire for his decade-long career in show business.  May he rest in peace.

It’s because of my admiration of Moose, and even his son Enzo who also made appearances on Frasier in his dad’s place from time to time, that I have decided to launch my film career.  I intend on auditioning for a role in the upcoming movie Joy.  It was recently announced that this movie would be (at least partially) filmed here in the greater Cincinnati area.  I will keep you updated on my attempts at launching my film career.  Perhaps I will also evaluate my options for a singing career, too.

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What a fantastic day!!!  My master, bless his heart, took it upon himself to cut every single branch that he could possibly reach off of the two pine trees behind our house today…

It literally rained sticks for 3 hours.

My tail hurts from wagging so much.  My master’s tail hurts from trimming those trees!

Then to top it off… we got to go for a ride in the car :-D  Yippeee

Washed the car, took a nice long walk around the neighborhood so I could smell everything… yeah, I like the weekends.  It’s days like this that I’m thankful that I’m a puppy!

Oh, I found a website where they make furniture out of sticks.  Sticks.com makes all sorts of edible furniture.  I’m hoping for a comfy ottoman to lay on!  Perhaps my master will make good use of all those sticks in our backyard and build some edible furniture.  Well, it might not be edible to him, but furniture made out of sticks… it’s like those plates and cups that you can eat!  It would be edible furniture for me at least.

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By popular demand I have uploaded some new photos of yours truly.  Special thanks goes out to Ariane for emailing those so I can share them with the world.  You will find the new photos under the heading Lounging Around as I didn’t want to have two pages of photos and both of them with the heading Photos. 

 I was hoping I wouldn’t have to do this, I was hoping you humans wouldn’t be so lazy that you would just voluntarily submit comments and praise as you like to call it.  But I have found that humans respond best to negative reinforcement.  You don’t do something unless you’re threatened that something bad will happen otherwise.  SO… I need to ask you one last time for some comments and nice remarks on my pages and my blog posts.  It’s that wonderful praise that keeps me going and makes me want to write more and add more photos!

That being said…

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As some of you may know, I have a neighbor named Betty.  I can’t quite put my paw on it but there’s just something about her that makes me wag my tail.  Everytime she comes outside to water her plants or pick blueberries in her backyard I just have to be right there by her side.

Our society is one that frowns on anything outside the norm.  If people saw me with Betty instead of my master they just wouldn’t understand it.  I mean, she is 574 in dog years (give or take 7), and I am only about 3.5 in people years.  One the surface it would seem like we have nothing in common.  But she likes to pet me, and she likes it when I come running up to her and get between her and the Gardenias that she has planted in her backyard.  We usually pull weeds together and I help her get rid of any unwanted sticks.

I can’t help but think she is always coming outside to see me.  Everytime I go outside she is moments later coming out to see me and talk to my master.  She has a nice hummingbird feeder that I need her to mount just a little lower to the ground.  It’s Sunday so she’ll probably be watering the flowers in the evening.  It’s time for my nap so I will be well rested when it’s time to go out and see Betty.  I know if I don’t see her today though, I will get to see her tomorrow when the mailman comes. 

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I found this little public service announcement on the Internet.  I think this is just some propoganda that was put out there by those Bible-thumping Menonites.  But I can’t help but sit here chewing on my ducky and hoping that it’s true.  Seeing those killer creatures running after that tabbie is a precious sight.   Let’s all do our part to make sure we help control the cat population.  Oh how I can’t stand these creatures.  They would be very tolerable, in fact I would even love having them around, without those razor blade nails on the end of their paws. 

Today is trash day.  You know what that means… buffet during my evening walk!  It’s shaping up to be a good week. 

 Oh, and by the way, I know I mis-spelled pinata.  But I don’t have thumbs so I can’t figure out how to get the tilde above the “n”.  Sorry, I’m just a dog. 

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