This cute doggie can do tricks like me ....

Ok, everydog go to this link http://www.idodogtricks.com/index_flash.html and try it out. This cute little dog does tricks if you type the command in the space provided. I can a lot of tricks. I can't play dead though. How can my Mom teach me that one?

Hershey, the leaves are still here. Bring a rake when you come see me for Thanksgiving.

Please somebody bring a rake ....

While my mother was gone, all the leaves fell out of the trees and landed in my bathroom. I can't find a spot to go poddy. I sure hope somebody comes to rake the leaves up soon.

This is my Grammy .....

I won't be blogging for a few days. My Mom is going away for a few days to go take care of something related to my Grammy who died recently. This is a picture of her when she was younger. It was taken at Texas A&M where Grandaddy went to school.

Grammy was a special lady. She had lots of dogs, mostly dachshunds, and she loved them and took care of them really well. She was fun to visit. Holly, the doxie sister I used to have used to send Grammy letters and postcards and Grammy wrote back. I will miss her a lot but .......my Mom really misses her a lot right now.

Please come back and read my blog on Sunday. My Dad is staying home with me to take care of me but he will not let me use the computer. He thinks I don't know how to use it .. ha!

I killed Purple Monster.....

Sorry friends but I don't have a picture for you today. Worse, none of you will know what I am blogging about ... except Hershey.

I killed Purple Monster. Purple Monster was Holly's stuffed squeeky toy and was the last toy of her toys we had. Purple Monster was purple and had green polka dots, with googly eyes but no legs and no arms and yet it still squeeked. Holly used to chew on Purple Monster whenever she traveled to visit Grammy and Grandaddy in the car. It was her favorite.

I didn't mean to kill it. First it got really smelly when I tinkled on my blanket and accidentally on Purple Monster when Mom was taking forever to come home from work one day. So Mom decided to wash it with my new round almost too small cheap enough for me $10 bed from Walgreens. But one of the places Mom had sewed up on my bed came apart in while it was in the wash and fine blue fuzz got on everything, including Purple Monster. Mom got so mad and frustrated that she threw it all away!! She threw away my bed and Purple Monster. She tells me that I have to sleep on a plain old flat blanket tomorrow when she goes to work. Whever I sleep I will be without Purple Monster. Oh well, maybe I will get some new toys for Christmas.

Some dogs need love ...

Yesterday I learned from Isabella that Dr Susan from Pet Peeves is blogging again and I went and read her blog today. She talks about the opportunity she had to help some unfortunate dogs in Bimini.

I told my Mom about Dr Susan and she told me about the unfortunate dogs she saw in Thailand one summer. Here are some pictures she took of them. Mom says there are unfortunate dogs and cats everywhere .... dogs and cats who have no one to give them food at all .... even ONCE a day, or to take them to see the doggie doctor to get ouchy shots and keep them from making more unfortunate dogs. They have no one to trim their nails or make them capes or brush the stickers from their fur. They don't have crates or toys or soft beds. They have no one to write them blogs either. It makes my Mom very sad. I guess everydog should give their Mom or Dad a lick and thank them for all the love and care they get.

This guy lived at an elephant farm.

This dog ate bananas that the elephants dropped.

Hi, will your give me some bananas?

This little guy needed a haircut.

This scrawnie kitty lived at the elephant farm too. He needed food and a bath.

Happy Halloween .....

Well, I got my cape! Mom made me a green cape with bats on it. I keep stepping on it but it's OK. See here it is.


Mom carved a picture of me in a pumpkin too. My neighbor called it a Copper lantern or something like that. See, here's the pumpkin. It's certainly not as scary as Ivy's. Infact it's pretty boring.

I sure had to bark a lot tonight. All these kids kept coming to my door and Mom gave them treats. I vaguely remember this happening last year. I got a few treats too, mostly for "stay." My Dad told me to stop barking so much, but I told him barking is my job!