I'm 2 years old!

This post is a little bit late, and the person to blame is of course, my Pops. But anyway, last Sunday was my birthday! I'm now 2 years old, and in dog years that would make me a teenager now!

I'm a big dog now!

Unfortunately, my Momma and Pops were away on a weekend getaway... but at least my grandparents and Aunt Mainey were around to keep my company. So I wasn't left alone or anything, and it gave me some time to think about the things that have changed since I was a little puppy.

I used to be afraid of The Great Outside, and would hide behind the door. I used to need Momma and Pops to carry me up and down the stairs, but now I can climb up and down by myself... and I'm even faster than they are!

In fact, I am completely independent now, and can do pretty much everything myself. The only things I need my Humans for are:

1. Taking a bath (though I think I can get by without ever taking one)
2. Filling my food bowl
3. Cleaning my food bowl
4. Filling my water bowl
5. Cleaning off my dingleberries
6. Traveling to Knuckles' place
7. Brushing my fur
8. Dabbing my paws clean after I pee-paw myself
9. Opening the Big Gate to the Great Outside
10. Going for a walk in the Great Outside
11. Getting onto my Humans' bed
12. Cleaning up my Golden Offerings
13. Buying more toys for me
14. Buying more food for me
15. Putting on or taking off my collar
16. Updating this blog
17. Switching on the TV so I can watch Bones
18. Protecting me from Dobermans and cat ambushes
19. Opening the container with all my treats
20. Fishing out my treats when they roll under the bed
21. Reaching for my toys when I toss them onto the table
22. Opening room doors
23. Pulling my bed out of my crate
24. Packing my toys away (not that I should need to)
25. Belly rubs!

But other than that, I can do everything by myself cos I'm a big dog!

What are some things you guys need help with?

Random Video Moment

The other morning, I was really sleepy. And what does my Pops do? He takes an embarrassing video of me trying to stay awake. *yawn!*

Yanni's new friend Jersey

The other day, my Humans went over to my Pops' godma's place, where Yanni lives. And you know what? They had adopted a new dog! Apparently their friend had just too many fur friends in their home, so Pops' godma adopted a friend for Yanni - just a few hours before my Humans went over for dinner.

Meet Jersey!

Yanni is a bit old, and he tends to like to laze around a lot. But the moment Jersey moved in, he's been following her everywhere and being a really gracious host. Apparently he was more active than he'd been in years!

Momma just went nuts over Jersey. Everyone did, in fact. It was great that Jersey was really nice and sweet, and got along really well with everyone. Well, maybe not me, because I haven't been over to visit yet. I hope I can soon though!

Everyone loves Jersey

Weekend Grooming

Hi guys!

Sorry I haven't written in a long while, but my Pops has been hogging the computer for his work, and tends to do that EVERY night. I think Humans really need to get a regular routine going, or else they'll forget important things like letting their dogs blog.

Anyway, on Saturday Uncle Dave visited from Australia (more about that in another post) and then on Sunday, we sent him off to the airport, early in the morning. That meant a really early start to the day for me.

We then picked up Aunt Jol and Knuckles, and we got taken to the groomer! The groomer was late though, so we had to wait in the car for him to open the store. While doing so, Knuckles and I pleaded to be spared from grooming.



That didn't work of course, and we got groomed.

Between the early start, running around with Knuckles, and the stress from grooming, I had a really really good nap on the way back home that day.

Sleeping in my car...

That cat that didn't care

Here's a video we took during Christmas visiting:



I saw a cat, but since it was Christmas, we didn't try to attack one another. We just did our thing, and went our own ways. That's what Christmas is about!

Furniture pets

Recently, some of our relatives moved into a new apartment.

Knuckles and I were among the first visitors, and we were also their very first shelf ornaments!

What else could you want on your shelves?

Honestly, I think we make furniture look good.

Cos we're fluffy... like trees!

On a sidenote, I noticed that Momma always jokes about finding a new Pops for me, but never jokes about getting a new dog. I think that means it's official: Momma loves me more than she loves Pops. Cos he's replaceable, but I'm not!

New Years and Pops' birthday

When it comes to the end of the year, we celebrate two things at our home: the coming of the new year, and Pops' birthday. My Pops was born on the last day of the year, so Momma always teases him about having only 24 hours to celebrate being a certain age before he has to start counting down to being older again.

This year, he turns about... 500,000 dog years old. Yep, he's a pretty old human.

Can you see me staring down Cousin Tails?

So anyway, that meant that lots of people came over to party, including Turdley Uncle Qian (who didn't give me a Christmas present this year) and Cousin Tails. This year, we didn't really get into any fights, although there was a peeing contest that the humans didn't really enjoy.

The humans ate a lot of food, played Xbox, and made a lot of noise. I tried to beg for scraps, but didn't do very well. I think I have to work on my whining a bit. The Beagle from down the road says I've been getting complase complica compute lazy.

Here you can see me trying to beg for food from Aunt Sarah and Uncle Alex. Uncle Alex is like the biggest human I've ever seen, so his head was accidentally cropped from the photo.

Whine whine whine

Then it was time for cake! This year, Momma went and got Pops the bestest birthday cake he's ever gotten.

Stormtrooper cake!

It was a custom-made Stormtrooper cake! Basically, it was a really sugary and sweet cake - or so I heard. Cos I wasn't allowed to eat any of it. Hiew hiew hiew...

Happy birthday, Pops!

After that, it was more messing around with Cousin Tails, and receiving lots of attention from the humans. I like guests. Guests always pamper the dogs.

Stand-off on the stairs

Look how big my nose is!

Hope you all had a good start to 2011! Happy new year!

Christmas Vet and a poster of friends

So Christmas wasn't the best time ever for me, because during the festive season I started vomiting a lot, and it was gross. Now before you guys accuse me of stealing human food during their festive get togethers, let me tell you that I started puking before all the partying.

At first it was just in the mornings, when I would wake my Humans up with my puking, and then it happened again in the afternoons.

Pops took me to a vet on Sunday, and as usual I whined and whined and whined about that. Still, I got to meet some new dogs, like a rough collie named Merlie who also had stomach problems.

When it was my turn to see the vet, they x-rayed me, and found nothing wrong with my tummy. So the vet just gave me some meds to help comfort my tummy until I got better. And on that day, I wasn't allowed to eat a single thing - torture!!!

On the way out, I made sure I left a precautionary warning to other dogs that might have to visit the vet.

Get away while you can!

While I was waiting for my x-ray, we saw this poster of a whole bunch of different dogs, and they looked just like some of you guys. I got Pops to take photos to show you:

That looks like Khyra, the Thundering Herd,
the Army of Four and the OP Pack

(Did you guys ever realized that a lot of sibe blogs start with the word "the"? Pops said they're like John Grisham novels)

Benny and Lily, and Brutus and Carmen...
though this poster guy's ears are smaller.

At first I didn't recognize this dog, but when I imagined a pretty dress as well, it was pure Lorenza

 Maggie and Mitch, though this guy
doesn't look half as cute as they do

 Twink! And this picture was even life-sized!

This guy looks just like Salinger, and those Elgin pugs.
If you squint, it almost looks like Bruschi too.

This is the part where Pops started getting all careless. He accidentally deleted a photo of a dog that looks like Martha and Bailey, and when I asked him to snap a photo of a Goldie to represent Sugar, Simba, Samantha and Avalon, and Yanni, he snapped a photo of a lab instead! So careless! If I was taller and could reach the poster, I'd have taken the photos myself!

Oh, and I almost forgot:

My best friend, the Beagle from down the road