Friday, May 22, 2009

More Random Pictures

Human sister the elder trying to embarrass me.

*Sigh* - waitin' for dad...

Mom did this one for the scrapbook.  I hope I can eat that.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Dogwreck!


No explanation necessary.

I Liek Bacon

Human Sister the Elder came home all upset the other night.  "Joseph was throwing bacon at me," she told mom.  And she was sad!

I liek bacon.  I wish someone would throw it at me.  I don't know why she was sad.  I would be happy and eat it all.

Pictures with Human Sister (the Eldest)

Here I am, wondering what's going on.

Now she's smashing my ear down!

Flomar looks really uncomfortable.

Poor pathetic dogboy...




Sunday, May 17, 2009

I Am Playin Outside

Jumpin on the trampoline, playin outside.

I am posing here, and blocking specklepup at the same time.

Running in a circle!

I am NOT jumping.  

The neighbor came out to see what all the hollering was about.

She is teachin me how to walk like in a dog show.

I don't know why nobody warns me when they're about to take a picture!

I am still being good here.

Mom says I look like a bear cub in this one.
Don't know what specklepup is lookin at.

Shifty-eyed specklepup.


Saturday, May 16, 2009

"Baby" Pictures!

This was the first year I lived here, and that is MY toy.
Dad says I was a 'toddler' when this was taken.

Here is Specklepup, when she was new.


Here I am under the desk. I barely fit under there when this was taken.


Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Senor Buttfeathers

Mom has a new hobby this spring - brushing my winter undercoat, so I won't shed all over the house. I have been rolling around on my back in the driveway a lot, too. Mom laughs when I do that, but she knows what the problem is; SHEDDING!

So on Sunday morning, I was on the floor by mom. She noticed my 'buttfeathers' were sticking out all over the place, so she grabbed the piece sticking out. It came off in her hand - a huge clump of fur! So she did it again, and more fur came out in her hand. Then, human sister got in on the action.

After plucking me like a chicken, mom found the dog-brush and commenced to grooming me. She said something about making a puppy with all the discarded fur, or maybe donating it to 'Pelts of Love' for those poor GSDs who can't grow their own ridiculously brushy coat. Seriously, there was a LOT of fur! It made me sad, but now I'm not so itchy.

I'm smooth, sleek and shiny - hey, ladies!