Snow Pics for Cooker's Mom

Since Cooker's mom was nice enough to drive all the way to St. Louis a couple weeks ago to meet the little one, I thought I'd post some pics for her of the current weather situation in The Lou...

Assessing the situation

Lots of snow

Braving the elements

Remember -- the tall one came home after the first wave of snow!

Adventures and... Something Magical

The tall one participated in what they call and "Adventure Race" a couple months ago. He had to run, canoe, and bike all around Castlewood Park and the surrounding area. He claims that he had a good time, but I don't see how he could have since I wasn't there...

Below is a picture of him riding with his partner in the "Race". I see he has replaced me, as I would normally be lagging about 10-20 feet behind him with my tongue hanging on the ground...


Back on the home front, there's a magical device that's appeared in the pterodactyl's room. It's amazing... instead of making him go outside to do his business, they let him go right there while holding him. I remember trying this as a young pup, but I was immediately scolded and sent outside to the cold, harsh yard to get it done. Once he's done, I always hang around for the changing of the smelly thing into which he poos. It's awesome, they wrap it up into a little ball and put it the device pictured below and it eats them. My super-sensitive dog ears hear a little fan pop on and I detect the sweet scent of carbon filtered poo emanating from it's bowels. The owners marvel at how they can't smell any foul thing coming from it, but their human noses are weak... just like their minds.

Sleepless Nights

The new owner may be small, but he's keeping me up at night and that's just not cool. When I was a pup, they never responded to me quite like they do to the little one. As soon as he cries, the short one immediately wakes up and heads to his room. I've had to watch where I sleep at night for fear of getting trampled.

I've managed to play the pity card a few times here and there and I've noticed that I'm getting more treats from the tall one. Hmm...maybe the little one isn't so bad after all. I mean, I can sleep when they're not at home...right?

2008 Starts with a New Owner

There's a new owner in the house, he's extremely small, hungry (he gets to eat about eight times a day), and he sleeps a lot. He likes to make these little squeaky and gurgle noises, and the big owners seem to be totally infatuated with him. When he makes noise at night, they run to his aid, but with me, I can moan and groan for hours and they just snooze...

This picture is an excellent representation of my new status in this pack, but I'm cool with it because I seem to still be getting lots of attention and treats. Now if I could just get them to let me take them out for some walks every now and then.

2007 Comes to an End

I must say that 2007 has been quite a year for me. For the first time in my six years, I've gone to "puppy prison" a few times...I graduated from school (though I didn't really need to go; I already know everything - just ask me!)...and I've successfully managed once again to hold off the humans from bringing in any little critters to the house (though I am looking forward to the "magic chair" that Norm has).

All in all, it's been good. December has been so busy that I haven't had much time to stop and write. The tall one was on TV again, so he thinks he's pretty cool. I don't know what the big deal is, but I'll post this pic to humor him...



Christmas was good, as usual. Here's a pic of me guarding the presents under the tree one night. Just as it was being snapped, I was distracted by a noise I heard outside, but my awesome growling scared them off.


The short one also interrupted me with the camera while I was enjoying my presents. I don't get any privacy around here!


Speaking of me being awesome...I have a great story to tell. During the big snow a few weeks ago, the tall one let me outside to scope things out. As soon as he opened the door, I detected a squirrel scent in the air. I jetted out into the yard and stomped on the snow-drunken squirrel but had to stop suddenly when the tall one yelled my name. Just as I turned around to see what the heck he wanted and why he was bothering me during this important task, the fat squirrel scurried out from underneath me. I was so close! Stupid humans. We could have shared a tasty meal together, but he had to go and ruin it.


Here's a picture of me when we went out to hunt --- I mean play --- in the snow. The dangerous beasts in the yard next to my house came out to try and eat the owners. I put out the vibe and scared them off...


Then I took the owner around the block for a walk...


I had to show him how to do everything, he didn't even know how to shovel a driveway.


Then I stomped the owner, reminding him once again who really leads this pack...


After a good "owner stomping", this is what I look like.

It's my birthday...

Today is my birthday and I couldn't be more worn out. I haven't blogged in a long time because I have simply just been too busy. I'm six years old now and am proud to say that I've been able to keep up with these crazy humans; especially the tall one. I've been running a lot with him lately and just when he thinks he's "broken" me...I recover within a few minutes of returning home. I am awesome. He's doing some sort of adventure race again this weekend, but it looks like I've been snubbed again and will have to stay home. Hopefully he won't twist his ankle this year like he did last year. That really puts a damper on my training.

So, I was pretty stoked last weekend when we took a trip to Norm's house to watch the Mizzou - KU game. Norm mentioned that I stuck by the door for most of the night, but it had nothing to do with lack of interest in the game. I was merely trying to protect the people from any KU fans that might have tried to come through the door. Anyway, I'm really looking forward to the game this weekend. My favorite part of last weekend's game was this:


On another glorious note, I totally rock the Guitar Hero. Norms people came over the night before Thanksgiving and the tall one's brother, etc. came over last Sunday. Both sets of humans brought GH and I rocked the house. Here's a pic I snapped of myself while I allowed the short one to have a turn:


In closing, I've heard that I have a new friend...although I haven't met him, so I don't know if I like him yet. His name is Cooker and he lives in Tennessee...wherever that is. The short one has a picture of him and talks about how cute he is. Being a male dog...I wouldn't say he's "cute"...but he is just a pup so I guess it's okay to admit it. I'm hoping he'll start a blog soon...

Weather-schmeather

I am awesome.

Without even trying, I convinced the humans to go camping on Saturday with my cousin Fred. I'll admit...it was cold...but we still had a good time. We got to go for a hike on Saturday through the woods, which was pretty cool. Not quite as cool as our usual hikes, but that's okay -- I thought I'd take it easy on them for once. Here are a few pics I took:

Meeting the Natives...

The tall one has his head in the clouds...

Fred enjoying his morning coffee...

The short one thinks I'm really cute...