Sunday, January 01, 2006

I have been so crabby lately that I haven't felt the drive it takes to post. Sister was with us for two weeks and I am in need of a little rest. She is my best friend but she is so energetic. For Christmas I received two Dingo bones, giant ones, and I had to be on my guard because everyone was trying to steal them from me. Ug I mean, get your own dingo bone. I had been watching my stocking since they went up waiting for this day, the last thing I need is my family trying to take them from me. I have also been having ichy ears which is making me more crabby because I know that my mommie is going to take me to see the Kip (my vet) and I hate going there. Grrowl. That is all I do lately.

Monday, December 05, 2005

I was up north for Thanksgiving with Jen, Sister, Luke and Jon and had a good time. It was pretty cold so I was unable to partake of any walks but it didn't bother me too much since it was also hunting season and I prefer to do the hunting. I got some great photos of Sister and I but I do have a bone to pick with the makers of digital cameras. Yes it is great that you are able to invent a setting that maybe 85% of the time reduces red eye, but I ask you, what do you plan to do to prevent a problem plaguing dogs everywhere. Laser eye.

Exhibit A: An otherwise perfectly cute photo of me begging for food.




Exhibit B: Trying to avoid that horrid flash and the humiliation of laser eye.




Exhibit C: "What a cute pup" one might say if it weren't for the presence of laser eye.



Ug!

Saturday, November 05, 2005

Ahh...the luxerious life of a beagle. I am writing from my bed after a day in hound-dog heaven. It all started yesterday when John promised me a walk at the dog park. I was so excited, I couldn't believe he was going to take me with that leg and everything, but into the car we went. Just when I couldn't take it anymore we arrived at the park and I bounded in. No sooner had John let me off my leash when I heard him calling me back. I was devistated! Aparently DuPage county now requires a permit to use the dog parks which costs $35 which we didn't have. I think that is a rediculious idea and I felt even more strongly when I found out that if my best friend Sister ever wanted to come along her permit would be $100. Outrageous! I can't believe they will charge me that much to smell their lawn, I mean...

Okay I am getting carried away there, but I was upset. I came home and was so depressed that today my mommie and John and Jen decided to take me to the woods. It was marvelous. We walked around for a few hours and twice out of the corner of my eye I spotted some scruffy looking men in the distance drinking beers. Both times I ran over to them as fast as I could to say hi. Jen had to come get me to tell me we were moving on both times and I can't imagine why, but she didn't seem to happy to meet my new friends.

Probably the most exciting part of the day was when Jen and I paused to let the others catch up with us and we heard something rustling in the woods right next to us, I started to point but was rudely interrupted by Jen putting my leash on. Turns out it was a Coyote but I wasn't scared, I just wanted to play.

Then we went home and I ate a burger and fell asleep. A wonderful day.

Monday, October 24, 2005

A lot has happened since my last post. Well not really too much. I went up to the cottage again and had an excellent time lounging around but then unfortunatly we had to leave. I don't understand why we don't just stay up there always. Then last night my best friend Sister came over and we ate turkey. It was juicy and delicious. As I was talking to Sister over our dinner she happened to mention that she used one of the old tricks I taught her to fool her Luke. You can read the story for yourself over at her blog. I always thought Luke was really smart, he is always talking about conceptual image banks and things like that, but I guess I could be wrong...

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Well it has been a few days since my last post due to Dingo Bone induced sickness and a mini-vacation up north. I tell you I really lucked out on that trip. Originally my best friend Sister was supposed to go last weekend and sadly I was not invited. I think that might have something to do with the fact that Luke was going. Our relations as of late have become strained due to an unfortunate incident in which I was overwhelmed by the sight of a family of wild fishers, which I will say no more about and for which I am quite sorry. Well that trip was ended before it truly began but meant I would be required to close the cottage down the following weekend. I have to say that it was a relatively wildlife free weekend aside from some chippies I saw running around. I was truly expecting to see my first bear being that Jen is something of a bear magnet but none were spotted, and the fabled albino deer that are frequently seen congregating at the end of our road by the year round residents were nowhere to be found. Disappointing. Basking in the sun and going for walkies in the woods almost made up for it though.

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On these walkies there was a group of four huge mushies which my family would go crazy over every time. I don't know what the big deal was, I smelled them and was not very impressed.

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I was feeling pretty low on Monday morning when my mommie and Jen were packing to go because I am always worried they will leave me behind. When we walked down to the dock that morning this was my view as I searched for one last slurp of the delacy that is the lakewater of the Manitowish Waters chain.

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Luckily I will be going back next weekend.

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

So we have these next-door neighbors who love to decorate. Normally I am into decorating because it seems to put my family into a good mood and it usually means there is an upcoming holiday on which I will get excellent table food. Anyway these neighbors have a penchant for decorating which is odd, but fine with me, except when they decorate for Halloween, a holiday which I truly do not understand. Halloween is a lot of work for me because these strange looking people come to our door trying to steal our food and since I am the only one around here who seems to care, I spend a lot of time growling and howling trying to fend them off, but this is a story for another day. The man neighbor who I refer to as Buddy's dad puts these two scary people in front of his house to stand guard against the food stealers, one is dressed like a vampire which isn't so scary but the scarecrow!?!? Oh my! I have seen nothing like it! It takes a lot to scare me, but the minute I see that thing coming out of the garage, I am running to my mommy like a tiny pup. It is horrible! Which brings me to a good question, what kind of dog is Buddy if his dad needs to put up two such horrible creatures to guard his house?

Monday, September 26, 2005

Hunting season is my favorite time of year, I love to run around the yard and chase the squirlies into the trees. I just learned that it is quicker to look for them than to follow their scent, but I do love a good scent. There is an opossum that lives in my backyard and I follow his tracks every day but I can never find him, that silly opossum seems to walk in a lot of circles. The other night though, I saw him out at the bird feeder. I started howling for my mommy to let me out but for some reason she wouldn't. He is a juicy fat opossum and I'm pretty sure if they let me out I could bring home a nice dinner for the family, so I just don't understand why they won't let me at him. I am a good hunter though, look what I found last spring.

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