From Croatia with Love

I asked Mom whether some of my nation live in Croatia and they do! We are EVERYWHERE!! Mom didn’t see very many, but there was a dog here and there.  She looked for a dog store or some great doggy toys in one of the shops, but found nothing. I mean NOTHING. What’s that all about? She probably just didn’t look hard enough.

She was told that some humans in the cities can’t afford to feed them and turn them loose. WHAT?? Turn them loose? I think that would be really scary. Who would give them tummy rubs?

One morning Mom looked out the window while eating breakfast and saw two dogs on top the hill across from the hotel. There’s an Italian bunker, left over from World War II, up there and they were on it! See that crane? Look on top of the hill just to the right of it. There it is!! That’s where they were. Walking the bunker walls.

I know what those dogs were doing: they were patrolling the sea-coast, watching for invaders. I just know it. And I think what they were doing is really important because Dubrovnik gets bombed a lot. Every time there’s a war, it gets bombed. So, I felt really proud that my compadres were so vigilant.

In honor of these dogs, Mom prepared a very special treat for us. A very special pâté straight from Croatia:

atop pumpkin and apple cookies.

OMD, is there more?

She said we have to stay vigilant too, just like our Croatian friends. I’m always on the lookout for invaders. And, you know what? There was one on my fence the other day. A big, fat brown one. Toby and I chase it up the tree! I think we do pretty good at keeping invaders away, don’t you?

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I got a package!

There was a knock on the door: “Who’s there”, I woofed.

It was the UPS guy with a package.

It was for ME! I got a package just for ME.

I think I can get it open if I chew right here.

So, what did I get?

My new Timberwolf purple leash! And what’s that? A new ball!!!

I can get that out of there, I know I can.

Ahhhh. It feels good on the teeth. That was nice of Bark ‘n Purr to send me a ball too!

I can’t wait to wear my new leash.

I try really hard not too, but sometimes I just have to chew on leashes. It feels so good–like the ball.

I hope I don’t chew this one up……

And guess who likes the box!

Everyone is happy!!

Anipal Photo Hunt #11: Trick or Treat!

OK, you saw those pictures of Toby and me yesterday, but there are more!! Oh, the indignity of it all…………..

Toby does make a pretty nice king.

Then, there’s me–a stupid squirrel. I bet you’d never would have guess that, huh?

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I’m Skeery!!!!

What the heck are they doing to us now? Look at what they put on us:

Do I look like a squirrel? Gee whiz, this hat is driving me NUTS. Toby makes a nice king, but he didn’t like his crown either.

There was a Halloween party at Fido’s and all the dogs were dressed up–well, most of them..

And I got to play ball! My favorite thing in the whole wide world is to play ball. Mom says I’m ball-obsessed.

I think I’d have made a better she-devil, don’t you?

Pretty scary, huh?

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Indestructable!

Or so they thought. Today, I proved that theory wrong yet again. Let me tell you what happened.

When I go out on the town, or to the dog park, I wear this really nice leash that had been Maggie’s–you know she was my sister who went over the Rainbow Bridge. Well, it was made by Timberwolf and the leash is a double-braided 7/16″ round nylon rope with a nice handle for Mom or Dad. I’ve tried chewing on it, like I did those silly old flat nylon ones, but never got anywhere. Those flat ones are a snap! Just let me have one and I’ll show you how fast I can chew through it.

Well, I was secretly chewing on my Timberwolf one while Mom and Dad were away. My petsitter didn’t know and I didn’t tell her. I did it while she was taking us to the dog park. Anyhow, there’s some cording where the leash is attached to the metal hook, so I concentrated on that part. I figured that if there was any way to do it, it was there. And bingo! I did it.

Mom opened the door at the park this morning and there I was–no leash! I was proud, but I don’t think Mom was too happy. She had to put Toby’s leash on me and Toby got to go without. NO FAIR.

I heard Mom ordering me a new one. She said it was purple! Just like my harness!! I wonder how long this one will last? Mom said it had better last forever. We’ll see…..

Oh, one more thing, I heard Mom say she was changing my name to Destructo.

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