Waz up Dawgs!

Hey all you pups out there . . . are you dressing up for Halloween? I can't wait! I've already got my costume all ready to go and I'm all set for trick-or-treating. Check me out. I'm really stylin' huh?

Normally I can't really express my wild and crazy personality like I want to and have to contain my enthusiasm for being outrageous. Since we live in a nice quiet neighborhood I only get to wear my nice conservative coats when I go out. If I went dressed like this with Dad on my daily walks, the neighbors would begin to talk.

But this year on Halloween I'm gonna go full out, dress up and go crazy! I'm gonna let my hair down, and break out my best make up, and wear my brightest bling-bling and be the wild girl that I am!

Halloween only comes around once a year and I'm gonna take full advantage of it!

Fall is on the way!

Games for a Boring Day!

Mom says some days it is too hot to go out and play. I get in trouble if I am bored and don't have anything to do, so we play games. She taught me to shake and I enjoy that because I get treats every time I present my paw to shake. But, soon this is boring too when the treats are gone. Next we play guess which hand has the treat. Mom puts a puperoni in one hand, the puts both hands behind her back. She tells me to sit and then holds out her hand and I have to guess which hand has the treat. If my smeller (nose to you) is working pretty good, I can usually guess the right hand. Sometimes Mom uses a cracker or cookie which doesn't smell much and it makes the game harder. If I guess wrong she shows me the treat in other hand but I don't get the treat. We have to play again. The next time I usually get it as I sneak closer so my smeller works better.

PERFECT END TO A BUSY DAY

Sometimes you just have to let it all hang out at the end of the day.

Boo My Mommy Is Sick!

The last few days and nights have been pretty disrupted. My Mommy has been really sick. She apparently caught a cold and all but lost her voice and then got a really bad sore throat and has had lots of coughing attacks. She's felt pretty terrible. After a trip to see the doctor, she found out that she has pharyngitis. Boo for pharyngitis! Poor Mommy!

There are lots of evenings when Mom goes in and lays down in the other bedroom and reads a book or she gets on the computer to chat after Dad goes to bed. When my bedtime comes around I usually jump up on the bed in there and sleep in with Mom for a while and then I get up and go jump up and snuggle up to Dad. Well since Mom has been so sick she has slept in the other room all night and I've had to sleep with Dad all night. That has really messed up my routine and I'm not sure what to think about that.

The doctor gave Mom some medicine to help her get better. I sure hope she has a speedy recovery and things can get back to normal real soon for all of us!

When Visitors Come to the House

Since I'm such a wiggle-butt with a propeller tail, mom has to put me on the leash when people come to visit. I'm so spring-loaded that I can bounce across the room to see them and be in their lap before anyone knows it.

Ya know, this isn't fair! I really don't like having to be on the leash. What a bummer! But since apparently I have no choice, and I have to lay nice at mom's feet, I am sure to take the opportunity to make a real good sad pitiful face to play on mom and dad's sympathy.

Then if the sad pitiful face fails, I lay on the floor and try to look as depressed as possible. That definitely gets the visitor's attention and their sympathy vote.

Well, here's my final comment on having to stay on the leash situation . . . .

. . . I don't like it one bit!

Yay!!! I GET A SUMMER TREAT!

I was out playing and when I came in I was pretty hot from running around with my ball. I had a drink of water, but Mom could still see I was pretty warm, so she got a popsicle and let me lick it up. I think that is my favorite treat now instead of ice cream.

WE CELEBRATE TODAY!

Today is my Mom's birthday and I love her very much! Family will be coming to visit and we will be celebrating with cake and ice cream! Yay! I plan on getting me some of that!

Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear Mommy, Happy Birthday to you!

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SUMMER FUN! SO MUCH TO DO - SO LITTLE TIME!

I found a new game and boy was it fun! I discovered the sprinkler from the front yard was shooting into my back yard, so I thought I would investigate. Well, it sure felt good on such a hot day. I was runnning back and forth and trying to bite the water and Dad came around corner and chased me back to the patio. Bummer! I was dripping wet. Mom said I couldn't be more wet if she had poured a couple buckets of water on me. Well, they dried me off and we went in the house, and,of course my nylon collr was soaked. Mom hung it up to dry in the bathroom. The next morning she tried to put it on me and Surprise! It had shrunk and didn't fit, so I got a new red collar out of the whole deal. I think I came out ahead that time
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I'M A BIG GIRL NOW!

I have been doing lots better about staying out of trouble. I am 14 months old and weigh 59 pounds. I am eating adult food, and enjoying the big milk bones - really big! I spend quite a bit of time in the yard chasing the birds, tracking the bunnies, who visit at night, and doing a little digging when I can get away with it. (which isn't often.)

I love to play with my floppy ball and run the fence with my pal Trooper next door. He only runs twice and gets tired and quits. My manners are improving too. Mom came home from the store the other day and asked Dad if we had a new dog? I didn't jump on her when she came in door - of course, she usually brings me a present and I was too busy looking for that, but if they think I was just being nice, oh well, let them think that.

Proud Owner of a Boxer

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Happy Easter Everyone!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!

Today I am one year old and what a year it has been. I have done so many things, learned so many things, got in so much trouble that I hope this next year is as much fun. I got a new soccer ball for my birthday and have been having a blast playing with it. I love it so much I just can't bring it back and give it up to Mom and Dad. I do carry it into the garage when we go back inside though, and we put it up in cupboard until the next time. Mom says thank you. Every evening I get five little animal cookies for desert at supper. Today I get the cookies and some ice cream. YAY! I wish it was my birthday every day.

YIPPEE! A NEW GAME!

Hey guys, I discovered a new game called Frisbee! Boy is that fun. It is my kind of game as I love to run around the back yard at full speed. Sometimes, though, it sticks up in air and I can't see where I am going. Mom and Dad throw it for me, but I haven't learned how to catch it yet. I can keep it away from them though. Mom says bring it when we go back into the house and I carry it into the garage for her and we hang it on a hook. I am so proud of that.

My two favorite toys are my Kong (full of goodies) and now the Frisbee.

My least favorite thing is a mouse trap. I have this terrible habit of jumping up on people. Well, Mom was trying to hide a mouse trap under some newspaper in the chair so when I try to jump up in that chair, it would snap and scare me and I would stay out of that chair. Well, let me tell you, it works real well. When I try to jump up on people (being over 55 pounds now) it is too much. Now Mom just snaps the mouse trap and it helps me to remember not to do that and I don't get scolded for jumping up anymore. I try so hard to be good, but I get too excited at times.

If I didn't have a dog . . .

I could walk around the yard barefoot in safety.

All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture, and cars would be free of hair.

When the doorbell rings, it wouldn't sound like a kennel and I could get to the door without wading through a fuzzy body who beat me there.

I could sit on the couch and my bed the way I wanted, without taking into consideration how much space a big fur body would need to get comfortable.

I would not be on a first-name basis with the veterinarians, as I put their yet unborn grand kids through college.

The most used words in my vocabulary would not be: out, sit, down, come, no, stay, and leave him/her/it ALONE.

My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates or barriers.

I would not talk 'baby talk'. 'Eat your din din'. 'Yummy yummy for the tummy'...

My house would not look like a day care center, toys everywhere.

My pockets would not contain things like treats.

I would no longer have to spell the words B-A-L-L, W-A-L-K, T-R-E-A-T, G-O...

I would not have as many leaves INSIDE my house as outside.

I would not look strangely at people who think having ONE dog ties them down too much.

I would not have to answer the question 'Why do you have an animal?' from people who will never have the joy in their lives of knowing they are loved unconditionally by someone as close to an angel as they will ever get.

How EMPTY my life would be!!!

original poem at:
http://www.boxerworld.com/forums/poetry/138308-if-i-didnt-have-dog.html

WHAT A DAY!

I just came in from the ripping around the backyard in the snow and having a big time. Now I am trying to take a nap, but Dad is hogging the sofa and I can't stretch clear out! SIGH! I got in big trouble again. I have been chewing on my nylon bones, rawhide, rubber toys and the big NO NO, furniture. Today, I chewed a corner off of the wainscoating in the dining room. Boy, talk about trouble. Dad is fixing it, but I am grounded. Mom wondered why I was chewing so much more all of a sudden, so she looked in my mouth and I have several teeth that have just popped thru the gum. One behind my fangs. Mom didn't know I would be cutting teeth at 10 months. Are any of you puppies out there cutting teeth too? Well, maybe tomorrow will be a better day. Sure hope so!

10 Ways to Say Happy Valentine's Day

10. Post a "Save Me in Emergency" sticker on your home so rescue personnel know they are there in case of fire or other emergency.

9. Pick out a new collar and matching lead in new colors for spring.

8. Wash all their stinky doggie blankets and stuff toys. Everyone likes the smell of fresh laundry.

7. Take a trip to the local pet store to pick out a special treat.

6. Take a drive and go to the drive-thru and buy them their own hamburger, ice cream or other favorite treat.

5. Buy a new t-shirt, sweatshirt, or coat to keep them warm and stylin'. Be sure to take a photo so you can remember how cute they looked.

4. Have them implanted with a tiny Pet ID microchip so they may be returned to you quickly if ever lost.

3. Give them a nice relaxing bath, have their nails trimmed, and give them lots of brushing to keep their coat looking beautiful.

2. Be sure they have had their annual veterinary visit and are up to date on their vaccinations and heartworm medication. If they are healthy they will be happier.

1. Find time for an extra walk, playing toys, or just sitting quietly and loving on them.

Pet Rules

To be posted VERY LOW on the refrigerator door - nose height.

RULE 1: The dishes with the paw print are yours and contain your food. The other dishes are mine and contain my food. Please note, placing a paw print in the middle of my plate and food does not stake a claim for it becoming your food and dish, nor do I find that aesthetically pleasing in the slightest.

RULE 2: The stairway and hallway were not designed by NASCAR and are not a racetrack. Beating me to the bottom of the stairs or to the end of the hallway is not the object. Tripping me doesn't help because I fall faster than you can run.

RULE 3: I am very sorry that I cannot buy anything bigger than a king sized bed. Do not think I will sleep on the couch to ensure your comfort. Dogs can actually curl up in a ball when they sleep. It is not necessary to sleep perpendicular to each other stretched out to the fullest extent possible. I also know that sticking tails straight out and having tongues hanging out the other end to maximize space is nothing but sarcasm.

RULE 4: There is not a secret exit from the bathroom. If by some miracle I beat you there and manage to get the door shut, it is not necessary to claw, whine, try to turn the knob or get your paw under the edge and try to pull the door open. I must exit through the same door I entered. I have been using the bathroom for years --canine attendance is not required.

RULE 5: The proper order is kiss me, then go smell the other dog's butt. I cannot stress this enough!

RULE 6: To pacify you, I have posted the following message on our front door:

original version of these rules found on http://www.boxerworld.com/forums/poetry

WRITING MY BLOG.......

This is me, Trisha, writing my blog with the help of Mom. Sometimes I sit on the end of the bed and watch the little arrow move around the screen. I even put my nose on it but it doesn't move then. Mom and I read the online newspapers every day. Also, I am busy every day doing all those things that puppies do, like teasing, barking, growling, and racing through the house with a toy. I also occasionaly get into trouble, like tearing up paper, dragging a towell out of the bathroom, things that are a no no. I sometimes work in a nap. I also like to lay in front of the front door and keep an eye on squirrels, birds and people going by. So many things to do, so little time! Now I have to get down, and go make the door stop go boing boing. I like that!

Talking Dog For Sale

This guy sees a sign in front of a house, "Talking Dog for Sale." He rings the bell and the owner tells him the dog is in the back yard. The guy goes into the back yard and sees a mutt sitting there.

"You talk?", he asks.

"Yep", the mutt replies.

"So, what's your story?"

The mutt looks up and says "Well, I discovered this gift pretty young and I wanted to help the government, so I told the CIA about my gift, and in no time they had me jetting from country to country, sitting in rooms with spies and world leader, cause no one figured a dog would be eavesdropping. I was one of their most valuable spies eight years running. The jetting aroundreally tired me out, and I knew I wasn't getting any younger and I wanted to settle down. So I signed up for a job at the airport to do some undercover security work, mostly wandering nearsuspicious characters and listening in. I uncovered some incredible dealings there and was awarded a batch of medals. Had a wife, a mess of puppies, and now I'm just retired."

The guy is amazed. He goes back in and asks the owner what he wants for the dog.

The owner says "Ten dollars."

The guy says he'll buy him but asks the owner, "This dog is amazing. Why on earth are you selling him?"

The owner replies, "He's such a liar."

Let the dog in

(original version of cartoon posted at funnyfido.com)

SNOW, SNOW, AND MORE SNOW!

I had a great time in the snow today. We have 14 inches on the ground and Dad was throwing snowballs for me. I couldn't find them though. That is why the snow is stacked up on my nose and boy, is it cold. I had to stick my nose down there to find the snowball but when I picked it up it fell apart. Bummer! I have already broke my New Years resolution not to eat snow. I just can't pass that up. It was so deep it made my belly cold. We have had lots more snow since these pictures were taken.