Sunday, January 24, 2010

Back to my fun Christmas visit with Chrissy and Mama!

I had such a good time in Alabama meeting up with Mama's friend, Chrissy. So I just had to share another blog of my adventures in BAM land. I mean BAMA land. Whatever that means.

I was rather perplexed that there was no room service for dogs. But Mama assured me there was no room service for humans either, so I quickly got over my silent tantrum.

Mama made sure I had my heater, bedding and blankets to keep me warm. It unnerved me a little to find that we had a hot-natured human among us, but at Mama's insistence the air quality and temperature didn't freeze my little bones at all.

Our last night, we went on a tour of the hotel. I was hot stuff prancing around the building until Mama insisted that I become part of the Christmas decorations in the lobby area. Look closely at the bottom of the tree. It's a bird, a plane, no a Christmas doxie!

For some reason I tend to be the entertainment, but it gets me more attention and sometimes extra treats. So I just grin and bear it!

Later, loving doggies and doggy lovers!

PS - a very special shout out to my birthday friend, Chrissy! I loves you! Happy Barkday!

Monday, January 18, 2010

Breaking News: Apalled at ABC's slander of me my Mama and my fellow dachshunds

NOT happy to start the new year off with hearing the awful exposure in the media from ABC's Private Practice. I may not be able to speak up for myself, but I can blog, tweet and love my owner unconditionally, which is more than some humans have the capacity to do.

I don't ask for much but my Mama to pamper me, occasional strangers to give me treats, my grandparents to feed me from the table when my Mama isn't looking, ahem, okay that last one...well I think Mama just found out. Anyway, I'm a loving, devoted companion to my Mama. I love kids, my stuffed animals. My first friend was a cat, but I digress.

Some writer/s decided to disgrace my breed.


So, I've been known to eat poo, I shall call it. But I don't eat it now and haven't for some time, such as was portrayed on that intolerant show. I also do love my Mama and I'm not self-centered and focused solely on myself, but of course if anyone else wants to be, that's cool with me, just sayin.'

I AM NOT FILTHY nor are any of my fellow canines, regardless of their breed.

Why, ABC, would you portray me and my fellow dachshund brethern and sisters as immoral walks of life, which you weren't far from calling us?

You think I eat poo? I think you're full of it and I should know. I'm the expert on that particular subject, right? Leave my Mama alone and any other rightful doxie owner. They are not desperate for attention, but perhaps YOU are!

For those that do not know what I'm ranting about, check out the youtube video entitled, Dachshunds poop. It will disgust you as I hope it has enough owners to protest the uncalled for slam against the dachshund nation.

Find something better to write about or get off the air! And if you don't like it then you can eat poo!

Later doggie lovers and loving doggies! Stay tuned for my next excursion, a continuation of my fun times with my new pal, Chrissy.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

I will return to my Christmas & New Year's Update at a later date, ahem. On to the most important of trips first!

Greetings from Tuscaloosa, Alabama!

At least that's where I was and the place I will comment on in my current blog. Ahem, I got to finally meet Mama's friend, Chrissy.

I loves her, she my friend. I put my doggie stamp of approval on her. She gave me treats, 'licks lips' snausages are my favorite. And.......

treated me like the Princess I am.

check out my fashionable, yet roomy 'Diva Dog' coat. And as you can see there is plenty of room for my backside area, ahem.

That's what I'm talkin' about. 'wiggles eyes'

and I got a fluffy bear. Mama's calls her Pissy, but I's call her Pinky.

She's my best bud aside from human companionship.

We had a blast, but alas it ended so soon. I enjoyed spending time with my new buddy, Chrissy. I hope she comes to visit us real soon. I was sad cause we had to leave but also because throughout our entire stay I was declined my rightful place to breakfast with doggie cuisine. I mean I stayed at a pet friendly hotel, the least they could do was feed me proper-like. I wanted room service but was not afforded such an option. Maybe next time? K, I'll settle for that, for now.

Mama says I partied too hard and got a little sickly. *Cough, cough* but I'm improving and will soon be barking at a corner near you.

My other bestest gift was from Mama, my new fleece bed. It's scrumptiously warm and inviting. Come on, I won't bite, join me.

This was me on Christmas morning. I waited up all night for Santa Paws and just had to take a quick pup snooze.

Tune in for my next blog - a continuation of my fun times at a pet friendly hotel in Alabama.

Till later, loving doggies and doggie lovers!