Working nine to five

I am a watch dog.
I watch everything that goes on here.
The best place is the kitchen window.
Finally, a window that accommodates me!

The Dance of the Melting Snow

It was wonderful, all that fluffy snow.
I dance for it to return. The sun is taking it away. There goes my fun.
Dance. Dance. Dance. Let it snow again! 

Valentine Day wishes to all

Roses are red.
Puppies are new.
I am sending a Happy Valentine's Day wish
with hugs and kisses to you. 

Love Monkey Wanted

I am two years old and I don't have a boyfriend.
That's fourteen years old in human.
If I was fourteen, you know I would have a boyfriend by now.
I'm fun and cute and blond.
I want a cyper boyfriend. Send me a Valentine.
Hurry. Tommorow is Valentine's Day. 

Do you think this new hairdo makes me look fat?

I'm on a new diet.
All you can eat snow diet. 

 

The coolest snowbunny ever

I am having so much fun.
We went sledding down the hill.
Snow is everywhere. I wear my shades just to see my folks!
I can get lost in this snow.
I run and jump and get full of snowballs. 

Pinkie is my best friend

He is always smiling. I can chew on him and he doesn't stop smiling.
Sometimes he squeaks. Sometimes he doesn't. Other than that, he doesn't say much. 

Oh no! Someone cuter than me!

I don't know who he is.
My mom found his picture on a message board.
I would like to play with him.
But he would have to go home and take his wardrobe with him. 

Grandma and Me

I told you about Grandma, about the fact that she didn't like dogs.
All her life, she didn't like dogs. She lived a very long time and she didn't plan to change.
She was a women who was set in her ways.

When she was a little girl, a big dog jumped on her and pushed her down. It frightened her so much that she didn't want to ever meet a dog, pet a dog, have a dog.

Now, my mom is just the opposite. She is dog crazy. Ever since she was a little girl, all she wanted was a dog. She would pet any dog she could. Every birthday and every Christmas, Grandma would ask her what present she wanted and my mom only had one answer.
"I want a dog".
"No you are not getting a dog. What do you want?"
" I want a dog."
"No . No dog. What toys do you want?
"I want a dog."
My mom never gave up. Her answer was always the same. Her birthdays came and went and no dog. Christmas came and went and there was always presents , but no dog. No dog. No reason give to her. Just no. " No dog."

This went on for years. Mom always asked for a dog. Grandma always said no.

Then one late summer day, Grandma agreed to let her get a free beagle puppy.
Mom was the happiest twelve year old girl. She named her puppy, Pebbles, after the baby girl in the her favorite tv show, The Flintstones. Pebbles loved to play and my mom always played with her. My mom feed her and played with her and that was all.
Peebles was never allowed in the house. Nobody trained her. She was a puppy full of energy and she had no rules. She lived in a dog house, with a chain around her neck. She didn't leave the yard but when she could, she would. Neighbors always brought her back. In the summer, she ate the corn cobs from their dinner and chew on the rose bushes. Nobody gave her chew toys!

My Mom loved her dog, even though she didn't know how to take good care of her.
Some people have their dogs live outside; out of their lives. Those dogs don't have much of a life.

It was a very sad day, when the dogcatchers came and took Pebbles.
She was getting really fat and Grandma said she didn't want to have puppies around.

My Mom was at school and a neighbor girl who went home for lunch, saw the dogcatchers at grandma's house. She found my mom at the school playground and told her that Pebbles was being taken away. As soon as school was over, my Mom ran home to find Pebbles. She looked everywhere; around the block, in the alleys, behind buildings, under porches. She asked Grandma where Pebbles was. " I don't know. That dog always runs away."
Even though, my Mom knew about the dogcatcher's visit, she didn't want to believe it.
She kept looking for Pebbles, till it was too dark to be outside.
She asked Grandma again, "Where's my dog?"
"Don't know. "

Something breaks when people break apart. It is a sound that dogs hear. It sounds like tearing and crunching and crying. It hurts our ears. It hurts our hearts. Grandma's lies broke her trust and it broke my Mom's heart. My Mom never got her answer to "where is my dog?", never got her dog back, never heard from Grandma that she was sorry that she hurt my Mom. My Mom was so sad and lonely. The sound was heard by dogs and my Mom carried that sound with her for a very long time.

As soon as my Mom could, she got her first dog, Lucky. She was living in a college dorm and away from home for the first time. A few years later she found Dobra in the Arizona desert, then Circus in an empty apartment, then picked out Rusty and Molly from their litters and then she found me. My mom takes really good care of her dogs and we all have taken really good care of her.

So all these years, Grandma lived without dogs. She would seem my mom's dogs, when she would visit her at my mom's house, but the dogs would never be welcomed at Grandma's house.

Till, I came to visit. I didn't know any of this story. I like a good story. Better yet, I like to tell a good story and I was so surprised at this story. I didn't know that some people don't like dogs, because everybody likes me.

On the look out

Best view in the house.
The windows in the kitchen come all the way down to me.
I need to see what is going on. Those nasty squirrels shouldn't be in the bird feeders.
Sometimes a big deer walks by and I go nuts.
Maybe the squirrels and I have more in common than I first thought. 

Snowy park bench

This place feels like a park, so I'm lucky to have my own park bench.
Bundle up and join me. 

I don't eat the yellow snow

That cold snow is back.
It taste good. It's like free ice cream without the cream. 

Come fly with me

If dogs had wings we could fly high in the sky.
We could fly faster than squirrels run.
We could fly over the backyard fence and run down to the pond whenever we wanted.
We could sit high up in trees and laugh at cats down below.
We could swope down on visitors and surprise them .
We wouldn't come when we were called, it's too easy to fly off to new adventures.

I better think this over.
I would get in a whole mess of trouble if I had wings.

Scaredy Cat

Some toys are more fun to kill then others.
I like chewing on dirty rotten kitty's head. Her teeth don't hurt me back. 

I chew therefore I am

When I am bored I chew my chewies.
When I am lonely I chew my chewies.
A little bone like this will keep me busy for two days. Pretty tasty and it's a low calorie habit. 

Tennessee Ernie Bird is up to no good.

We have this little bird. Mommy thinks he is cute. Not cuter than me, but just bird cute. Sometimes he comes out of his cage. I use to be afraid of him, because he walks around like he owns the place. Now, I am not afraid of him. He just bugs me.
I think he flips me the bird!

Driving Miss Daisy

In my mom's car I have my own seat. It keeps me safe and it stores a spare chewie and toy. It also serves as a spare bed.
In my Dad's truck, I run around and sit where I want. I look out the windows and see the cows.
Trucks have less rules than cars, at least that's what I figure. 

Camo Daisy

This is my favorite outfit.
My daddy made it for me.
It's for hunting. Everybody gets a big kick out of it. I went shopping in it at the Bass pro shop and they thought it was pretty funny. It's nice and cozy and I now look official. I'm a hunting dog! 

Blue Jean Sunday

Nice lazy week-end.
Hope your's was too. 

Jumping thru Hoops

My Dad says it is harder to get a picture of me jumping thru hoops than getting me to jump thru hoops. This is good trick. I first jump thru the bottom hoop and then I come back and jump thru the top hoop. I jump thru a single hoop, double hoop, hoops held at my mom's side and then this fancy dancy low hoop and high hoop.
It's good exercise and I'lll entertain you if you come by for a visit.

Mommy's Wines win Gold Medals

Good news for all of us















I don't know much about wines. I do like to chase after the corks and chew them up, before anyone notices. My mom is very happy today because 9 of the wines she sells won gold and silver medals at the San Francisco Wine Competition, including the Merlot which I am picture with. One wine even won a double gold medal, the 2005 Old Vines Chenin Blanc. Is double gold like double teeth?
http://www.winejudging.com
http://www.ballentinevineyards.com

Much Better Today

I'm feeling much better today.
I am up to my old self.
I still have to eat the blah doggie food. They bought a big can. I learned my lesson, no bones for Daisy Mae!

Don't eat no bones

I just got back from the doctor's.
He said don't eat no bones. Even if your daddy gives them to you. Don't eat no bones.
Even if they don't splinter. Don't eat no bones. Even if they smell so good and they clean your teeth. Don't eat no bones.

My tummy hurts today, real bad. They took me to the doctor's and they gave me shots and medicine. I have to eat bland doggie can food and take hairball medicine to help move things along. I don't what kind of things need to move along, I don't care. I just don't want to throw up any more. I have one word to the wise: Don't eat no bones!

Short Snow

I woke up and there was snow.
I remember snow from my ski week-end in Lake Tahoe last year. First time, I've seen this stuff here.
It's short snow. It barley gets my feet wet. I ran around looking for deer, possum, fox, vole and squirrel tracks. The snow leaves their feet prints behind.

The Many Faces of Daisy Mae