Stupid Human Tricks

From the voice of Tasha

Hey! there’s stupid guy who lives two houses away. Amazing, he didn’t park in front of the house tonight. He owns seven cars and doesn’t have room to park all of them at his house. So for months now he’s been parking in front of the other neighbor’s houses. Mom can’t stand when he parks in front of our house. She says it’s her house and she should be able to park in front of her own house without having to fight for it. It’s an unspoken rule she says that around this neighborhood you park your own cars in front of your own house. Hey, if this guy can learn to do this what else can some of these other stupid humans learn? Someone throw this man a treat he’s finally earned it.

A to Z in a Dog’s Life

A  is for afternoons, sleeping in the shade under a tree.

B  is for bones, big ones, small ones, rawhide flavored, beef flavored.

C  is for comfort in life. My favorite bed to sleep on, my toy and food.

D  is for digging. Digging holes big enough (the size of bathtubs) so I can escape from the summer heat.

E  is for evening walks in the cool air.

F  is for all my dog friends I see at the dog park.

G  is for growling at all those strange noises, people, and unidentified things.

H  is for howling when the ambulances, firetrucks, police cars or anything with loud sirens go by the house.

I  is for I can’t believe I ate all that food that mom fed me.

J  is for jumping all over you when you get home.

K  is for kisses that I get from you when you return home or you feel guilty

L  is for licking your face

M  is for mice and moles. Two creatures that are fun to catch.
 
N  is for naps and lots of them.

P  is for protection. I am the protector of my yard, my house and my people.

Q  is for quickness. I can race from one end of the yard to the other in the blink of an eye.

R  is for running. Running in the park or in the yard besides sleeping, and digging is my favorite thing to do.

S is for shaking off during my bath and sending soap and water everywhere.
 
T  is for treats, yummy treats for when I follow directions.

U  is for the unconditional devotion I give to you.

V  is for the veteranarian. I’m afraid of him.

W  is for whistle. When mom blows the whistle, I gotta go. 

X  is for x-rays when I’ve eaten something I shouldn’t have.

Y  is for everday that ends in “Y” I love you even more.

Z  is for all “z” hours I wait for you to come home.

I hate water!

from the voice of Spencer

Last week I had to go near water. I hate water! I drink it, but other than that I don’t want anything to do with it. If it rains I’ll stay in the doghouse. I try not to leave even to poop or bark, but once in awhile the condition just warrants that I venture outside the dog house. Then I will make every effort to find the driest spots to walk so I don’t get my paws wet. Well, the reason I had to go near the water was to take a bath. I tried to run and I had the upper hand for quite some time until Michael caught me. He got me wet with that ice cold water from the hose and I endured standing there while he soaped me and rinsed me. At least, I got rid of those pesty fleas and mom said I smelled really good when she brought out food for Tasha and me.

I don’t understand how Tasha can be so dumb when it comes to the rain. She insists on sitting at the back door so she can see the family. she’ll sit there for hours and get soaked and she doesn’t seem to care. The only times she leaves the door is when mom closes the drapes and then she’ll come in the dog house with me, and my attempts to stay dry are ruined because she’ll be all wet.

Let me out of here!

(Tasha, the black dog in the center is dreaming of ways to get the cat and trying to involve Spencer, the yellow dog at right)

 From the voice of Tasha

Come on mom, open the gate and I could take care of that cat for you.  Look she’s right there in the front yard with you, yet I’m supposed to be your favorite. What’s up with that?  Spencer, look the cat’s right there, we could take her you and me. “Oh, Tasha! give it a break, she’s just a cat and mom likes her just as much as she like us. Besides, if she let’s us out I’m running to the end of the block and enjoying my freedom before they catch me. You won’t find me worry about some dumb cat.” admits Spencer.