Honest Scrap

It is an honor to be nominated; I would like to thank the great academy of dogs and of course Baby Rocket Dog and Hootie who had the wisdom to see my greatness even amidst my newness here in blog land. Also Lucia, one of the most beautiful ladies I have EVER seen, who tagged me for this award as well. I have been meaning to participate in her “Bernard Pivot interview” since she showed up on the scene, so I will include that today as well. Please know that I will carry this great icon with pride and pass it along to other pups out there who are also worthy of this great notoriety.

Official Rules:
Here are the instructions: "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 Scrap" 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!"

10 – I am a shower timer. When I think a shower has gone on too long, I stick my head in the tub and start licking legs until the person gets out. I am a protector of pruney fingers.

9- I like to wake up at about 1:15 AM and rough house till about 2:30. If mom doesn’t let me off the bed I will just whine for the whole hour and 15 till I fall asleep again.

8- Two nights ago I pushed Errol-kitty off the couch. I had been sniffing at him and quit for a few min. I just sat there and waited till he got all relaxed and settled, then I reached out, and I pushed him! He had this great look of surprise on his face and he made a very satisfying thump. I know it was wrong, and I shouldn’t have done it, but it was AWESOME! I would totally do it again.

7- One time I made my grandma laugh till she cried. Mom had forgotten to warn Grandma about the TP roll and I found it. I redecorated grandma’s living room.

6- When mom goes to the basement I think she has disappeared and will never come back. It’s not rational, she has come back every other time, but I worry. Even when I see her go through the basement door I will check the rest of the house to see if she has popped up somewhere.

5- One time I got Errol-kitty stuck to my face. It’s embarrassing but true. Mom had to come over and detach his “fist of furry” from me cheek. There was nothing I could do, I had been defeated.

4- I always call shot-gun in the truck. If you aren’t a US puppy this means I get to ride in the front passenger seat, because that’s where they carried the shot gun to protect the stagecoach in the wild west days.

3- If they make me ride in the back of the truck, I will chew on my mom’s hair until the ride is over.

2 - I love pit bulls. My best buddy at my first home was one and they are my favorite doggy friends to play with at the park. They get such a bad rap!

1 – I am afraid of my reflection in the bedroom window. Don’t tell anyone ok, it’s humiliating. Every time I turn around and see that ferocious dog looking back at me I give it the “back off” bark, then I realize, and I’m ashamed.


Now I will tag some other fantastic furry friends.
1 - Ludo - Because he does such a good job of teaching Otto the ropes. Everyone could use a big brother like that!
2 - Ruby - Because chic's with tool belts are enough to make this good dog break his leash!
3 - Faya - Even though I can only understand half of what she types I can see she does a great job with her two Mini-Me's.
4 - Poppy, Penny & Patches - They have done a great job recently coming through a tough loss. R.I.P. Pokey the Lion.
5 - Ezzy Rider and Jagger - Who are taking excellent care of their Dad.
6 - Amy - I am hoping to hear more about Uncle Max. He looks fierce.
7 - Asta - I am breaking form here but I have a soft spot for those wire guys, also, any dog who has a picture of a Koala drinking from a water bottle on their blog gets a place in my heart!

Bonus portion, especially for Lucia, my beautiful beginner blogger buddy.
The Bernard Pivot Interview Questions

What is your favorite word?
Together because it is really “to-get-her” and I like to be together with anybody or any doggy!


What is your least favorite word?
Down.

What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
The toilet paper rolls. There are so many redecorating options for you home with a piece of paper that long!


What turns you off creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
Kennels


What sound or noise do you love?
The jingling bells on the back door.


What sound or noise do you hate?
The neighbor’s automatic garage door. I HATE it!


What is your favorite curse word?
Pox. As in, “Upon your family be the Pox”! Then you bend over to the side and spit on the ground.


What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
Quality tester for the Oscar Mayer Company.


What profession would you not like to do?
Work for Pantene Shampoo Company. Just thinking about all those shampoo bottles gives me the shivers!


If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
“Don’t push; Move along, There is plenty of room for everyone. Hot dog buffet to your Right!”

Sick

I was sick this weekend. Just a little cold nothing to worry about, but I did spend lots of time snoozing. I still managed to make my rounds of the house to protect us against monsters. I checked in all the important places.
I looked under the dirty laundry I checked in the Tub I even looked down the drain to make sure nothing was crawling up it Then I checked to make sure the blankets were safe Once I knew the house was secure I settled down to watch some Buffy reruns. I personally feel the show went downhill after the werewolf left).
See you next time, Diggers

Crime!

I haven't had much to say recently.
Honestly I didn’t really know how to face you all. I still don’t, I guess I’ll just come out and say it.
Someone has stolen my family jewels. They were there when I fell asleep and then, when I woke up, they were gone. It’s like those stories you hear about waking up in a bathtub full of ice. I’m ashamed, embarrassed, but mostly I’m determined to go on. I’m not going to let this ruin all the fun that is yet to come (even if it did ruin my chances of living off the stud fees).
Mom said I have to stay kind of mellow this week. She said maybe my gonads weren’t stolen, maybe they just fell off cause I was playing too hard or something. I don’t think this is true, because I was really attached to them, so I know they were attached to me too! Just in case I’m going to take it easy. I’ve got a lot of other parts that I like, and a puppy dog can never be too careful. I was down in the dumps for about 12 hours before I returned to my normal sunnier disposition. This down time helped in my quest to become Errol’s best Buddy in the world (or third best). What your about to see (If mom can show me how to upload videos) isn’t the most amazing cat dog love-fest you’ve ever seen, but it is the most amazing cat dog love-fest we’ve had in our household so far.

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Me eating food from my food bowl, and Errol drinking water from MY waterbowl. AT THE SAME TIME. Right next to eachother. AND THEN... Errol leaves the room and I just watch him go. I didn't chase him and he didn't run. amazing simply amazing.

Of course, we are hoping that Bogart gets to see his dad healthy and at home very soon.

Good or Evil

I have not yet decided if I should use my powers of intelligence and unreasonable cuteness for good or evil. I’m trying to keep my options open.
Monday we had puppy class again and I was a SUPER STAR! At least that’s what my mom said. I did all my tricks and even did them for the whole class to see sometimes. When we were taking breaks between learning so that the people could talk about people stuff I would just sit quietly and wait. There are a few dogs that are a little nervous in class and I was recommended to be the one who helped them learn to make friends. I stayed after class to meet each one quietly and I even invited Peaches over to play later this week. On the way home mom was so proud of me just kept petting me like crazy, and she even called her mom to say how excellent I was.
Tuesday I made up the difference so things were good and balanced. I ran around like a nut job. I harassed the cat. I went crazy and decided that the shampoo bottle is my new nemesis and had to be locked out of the bathroom because I wouldn’t stop yelling at it. I got some more toilet paper and turned it into a nice pile of garbage. I got on the counter and started sniffing after mom’s dinner. I knocked the radio on the floor. I unloaded the dishwasher as mom was trying to load it. I chewed on mom’s comforter. I jumped up and put a hole in moms hoody. Finally I knew I was done when I chewed up moms favorite slipper, because she looked at me after and said “why didn’t I get a cat”?

One Long Weekend

Saturday was such a long day. First we ran around in the back yard for about an hour. It was nice and sunny so I got to bring my toys outside.
Then we went to the dog park, and I got really muddy, and we met an Airedale that is 100 pounds. That’s like 4 Digsby sized dogs all in one! Mom was talking to his dad for a long time so I just took a little lay down in a mud puddle since I had to wait for them. When we got home mom decided that I was way too dirty to hang out with. I thought I was perfect myself. Anyway, she gave me a shower.
I made sure to get her at least as wet as she got me, it’s only fair. So then I had to do some post shower laps around the house. I was getting really worn out because I had already done laps in the backyard and laps in the park. Just when I thought it was time to rest Duncan stopped by and wanted to go to the park to. So off I go to the park, twice in one morning, I am the luckiest dog ever. Duncan is a big guy but pretty fun to play with. Mostly he picks on me but sometimes I get him back. Look at how terrified he is off me in this shot!
Duncan had to go to a wedding shower so I thought I would finally get to take a little nap. I had only been asleep for about 20 min when my Mom wakes me up and loads me in the truck. I had no idea where we were going. I just wanted to go back to sleep until we arrived at my Cousins house! MONSTER DOG PLAY TIME! Woo Hoo! Soooo Fun. I was thinking about going home until mom’s cell phone rang. Back in the truck and off to another new place. We went to see the human baby Liam. He was kind of boring, all he did was sleep and gurgle but the people seemed to like him. I was much more interested in Liam’s kitty siblings Nokki and Nitty. I have a Kitty brother named Errol.
He is a fancy pants and gets to eat on the table.
Whenever I try to play with him he just ignores me. I like to put my big puppy paw on top of him and try to smoosh him in-between the couch cushions. It’s one of my favorite games but he doesn’t like to play that much.
He is all grumpy because his favorite human (he calls them slaves) is gone for a whole month, and slave number two likes me better. He will get over it. As you can imagine by the time I got home on Saturday I was pooped out! We slept in till 10 am on Sunday and after I woke up I went straight into a nap. When mom isn’t in bed I like to sleep in her spot to keep it warm for her.
Later on Sunday I got bored with my nap so I decided to switch things up a little and sleep the other way.
I couldn’t tell you if I liked playing all day or sleeping all day better but it was one awesome weekend! I’ve got puppy class tonight so I’ve got to go practice my ignoring skills, I’ll leave you with a picture of my favorite thing. This is my squeaky ball.

Puppy School Report

This whole school thing is still really new to me and I’m trying to figure it out. Our whole first class all we did was practice sitting and staring and listening to our own names. I don’t see what the big deal is. Honestly I already know this stuff, any time I’m not laying down or standing up I am sitting. That is A LOT of the time, so why do I have to practice it? Also I am guaranteed to be staring at whatever I happen to be looking at, so again, why the practice? To top it off I know my name. If I decide to acknowledge you using my name you should get the treat not me. It basically means I think you’re cool, so go ahead, treat yourself.

Class went kind of like this. Mom would ask me to do something so I would do it. Then the teacher would come over to watch and I wouldn’t do it very well but I’d still do it for mom. Next the teacher would try to use me as an example of better training technique and I would refuse completely to do what was asked. I told you I was a one man dog, what did they expect? Mom said this is kind of embarrassing and the teacher said we should practice lots at home.

When we practice at home I am SO good at it that mom said its hard to practice! I sit down and I stay sat. Mom said she can’t reward me for sitting when I’m already sat already. None of this makes sense so I just sit and stare at her. She walks around in circles and waves her arms and I just sit and stare. This is the point right?

There is a pit-bull named Rigley that reminds me of my old best-bud Pedro from my first house. I really want to play with him but they said I have to wait until the second class for that. I’m looking forward to next Monday when we get a little free time!

Monster Saturday with the Monster Dogs

This weekend was mostly awesome. On Friday I went over to Moose’s house so my Mom could go play with her friends. It’s taken a few visits but Moose is starting to warm up to me.

I don’t mind all the barking and he has a really cool monster toy that shakes and makes crazy noises when you drop it on the ground. So I dropped it on the ground a lot. That night I was so pooped that we slept in the next morning.
I think I’ve decided that the best thing about having a people family is having a people bed too! When we finally got up we had to go to the doctor’s office. I wasn’t too sure about going in there so I stuck close to mom. Once we were in the little green room things seems to be going ok,

until they stuck me with a needle. I was kind of pissed about this, as you can imagine, but the Doc gave me this chewy raw hide thingy so I said we could still be friends.

Just when I thought the whole thing was over and we had resolved everything peacefully that Doctor grabbed my face and squirted some type of juice right in my nose hole! Well. I wasn’t going to stand for this! My Mom explained that it had to be done so I could go to the dog park. This didn’t mean anything to me until she explained what a dog park was and gave me another chewy thing.

I was still a little miffed but I felt better about it, at least they weren’t being mean for fun.

After the doctors we stopped by to see my cousins the Monster Dogs. I’ve never met them before this weekend but I had a picture of them on the fridge. This made up for the whole nose squirt thing and now we are totally square! My cousins are a special breed of monsters that are designed to look like dogs.

The little one is called Mojo, the Rottweiler

and the big one is called Sultan, the Bull Mastiff.

I’ve never met any other monsters before but my mom said that they are even bigger than normal monster dogs. When I first met them their sheer size was so overpowering my teeny tiny bladder couldn’t take it. Mom figured this would happen so she made me wait to meet them in the front yard. They were so scary I had to learn to play with them one at a time at first. Once I got to know them they weren’t scary AT ALL!

The biggest danger I faced was drowning in Sultan slobber,

or falling over dead from having too much fun with Mojo!

Sometimes I would need a time out so I would run over to Steph and Phil to take a break.

Mojo was just the right height to stand on top of, and Sultan was so big that he was still taller than me when he was lying down.

When he stood up I could walk right underneath him and barely had to duck my head.

Sometimes when I was annoying Mojo too much Sultan would come over and just pin me against his chest. Most dogs would pin you to the floor but not Sultan the monster dog, he would just hold me between his chin and chest with no problem what-so-ever. I almost fell asleep in the grass I had soo much fun. I can’t wait to go over there again!

Sunday was really chill. It was so chill that we don't have any pictures from it. Mom got a new truck battery so she can drive me to my first puppy class tonight, and then we just watched the game. Just a normal day loafing around. I’ll let you know all about my first day at school just as soon as I get the chance! Mom said there are going to be other puppies, I’m soo excited!