Monday, December 27, 2010

Next Christmas

I think I might want to be a reindeer.



It's a good look for me, yes??

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Saturday, December 25, 2010

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas everybody from me and my mom. May your holidays be safe and fun and filled with tons of treats!

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Friday, December 24, 2010

Dear Santa,

Dear Santa,

Could you please kindly disregard today's earlier blog which might have left you thinking that perhaps I nave not been "nice."

Every now and then I inadvertently make what we call around here a "paws on the keyboard" mistake.

The dog in that picture was actually the westie down the street.

Definitely not me in that picture.

No sir.

Big mixup at the photo lab.

Really, take a look at that picture up there.

Do I look NICE or what??

Respectfully submitted,

Littel D

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NO NO FRIDAY

Listen puppers ... if your mom has been collecting nature from around the neighborhood to use in her holiday decorations, IT IS A BAD IDEA TO EAT IT!!!!

And for heavens sakes, if you do eat it ....



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Thursday, December 23, 2010

Dear Santa,


Dear Santa Paws,

Thank you for your kind letter explaining that Rudolph the Rhodesian Ridgeback actually guides your sleigh.

Clearly, my mom left that part out of the story and, since I am so NICE, I want to apologize for bothering you at such a busy time of the year.

I would like to let you know though, that I can do back up as well, should Rudy need any assitance.

Respectfully submitted,

Little D

Dear Santa,

Need someone to guide your sleigh at night?

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Uh. Oh.

Oh, oh.

I knew it was too good to be true.

As Mom kept talking, the rest of the story started coming out.

Santa Paws divides puppers into NAUGHTY and NICE categories.

Visions of NO NO FRIDAY started dancing in my head.

I can see a picture of a naughtiness vs niceness scale in my head.

And I re-run all the stories we have PUBLICLY told about my life on this blog.

Do you think Santa Paws reads my blog?

Is it too late to ramp up the "nice?"

How many days 'til WOOFmas??????

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Monday, December 20, 2010

A little "talk" with mom ...

So my mom says "Duncan, we need to talk."

I immediately think, "oh, no, another one of mom's 'life lessons.'"

Instead, she starts talking about someone who is very special in our lives.

Someone who's SOLE PURPOSE is to bring delight to pups on December 25th.

Sure enough, we have been building up to this thing called WOOFmas.

And, even better, there is a dude called SANTA PAWS.

He comes in through the doggie door on WOOFmas eve and leaves treats.

Treats you get to send him a letter and SPECIFICALLY ask for.

I mean, HOW GREAT IS THAT?????

Yappy Holidays, Puppers!!!!!

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Friday, December 17, 2010

NO NO FRIDAY

Listen up puppers.



If your mama has had a long day of getting ready for the holidays ...



And she is taking a nice long soak in the tub ...



SHE DOES NOT CARE IF YOU THINK IT'S YOUR TUB.


Nope.



She does not care at all.



Stay out puppers.



Take my word for it and just stay out.

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Thursday, December 16, 2010

Happy Birthday Mom

GUESS WHAT????

My mom had a birthday and I helped.

Yep ... helped her open up each and every one of those presents.

IT WAS GREAT!!!!!!

Woo hooo ....

Anybody got a birthday coming up?

Anybody????

I'm available ......

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Wednesday, December 15, 2010

MUD

Check out that paw puppers.



MUD.

Mom and I went for a long walk today and I FOUND MUD.


And before Mom noticed, I ROLLED IN IT.


Really, REALLY rolled in it.


Think mud bath.


It was GREAT.


Wooo hoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.


What a day, puppers.


What a day.


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Friday, December 10, 2010

NO NO FRIDAY

Well.



OK.



I know what you're thinking.



DUH.



This one should have been obvious.



When your mom is taking pictures of your goodies in the perfect light outside



DO NOT JUMP UP IN THE MIDDLE OF THE PICTURE TAKING.



And for heavens' sake, don't put your bottom on the goodies.



I know, I know.



For a dog who has a puperie and a camera in his face 24/7, I shoulda known.



I missed it.



And now I'm going to the dog house.



Later pups.


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Wednesday, December 8, 2010

When will she learn?

When, oh when, is my mom going to figure it out?

YOU TRY TO DRESS ME UP.

I EAT IT.

Happens every time.

And I thought SHE was supposed to be the smart one in this relationship!

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Tuesday, December 7, 2010

I got to hit the road

It finally happened.

I got to hit the road with my mom.

Kind of.

Yessiree ... my dad took me to see our booth at the Irvine Shelter Holiday Event on Sunday.

I was dressed for the occasion.

And, go figure ....

I BLEW IT.

Couldn't help myself.

I DID NOT like all those other pups coming in to see my mom.

AND I TOLD THEM SO.

Apparently, I told them so pretty loudly.

'Cuz my dad had to take me home.

Rats, puppers.

I blew it.

Just didn't like sharing my mama.

Didn't like it at all.



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Friday, December 3, 2010

NO NO FRIDAY

It was a very very very bad idea to eat the artwork.

The artwork that was piled up to get framed.

Piled up on the desktop.

High up. I had to jump to get it.

Worst. Idea. Ever.

She was mad.

Madder than I have ever seen her.

And that is really saying something.

I'll be laying low for a while.

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Thursday, December 2, 2010

Dagnabit Pupppers!

OK.

Bad picture.

I get that.

We need to move on from that and get to the point.

Which is about moi, of course.

As always.

Anywoof.

The point is that this giant ad inside our Target store has a westie in it, and IT'S NOT ME!

Another foiled Hollywood opportunity.

How did that happen?

Mom???????

Really, I know I need a haircut and all, but I am at least as cute as that westie up there.

Yes?

Oh, well.

I am going to hold my snoz up high and just keep trying.

Just gonna keep trying, pups.

Gotta keep our snozs up.

After we eat a chewy.

And maybe take a nap.

Right-e-o, gonna keep my snoz up right after I nap ....

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