Thursday, June 29, 2006

Due to my extraordinary love and enthusiam for raspberry picking, I am now banned from self serve for the foreseeable future.

Defective I say.

I wonder if there is a bus that will take me to the u pick place?


Wednesday, June 28, 2006

My how I've grown.
Not going to fit for much longer, E.dd June 2006.

Bootcamp is looking like a thing of the past. I am behaving quite a bit better these days, except for the unfortunuate incident with the lemon and need to flat basset in the middle of the sidewalk.

They have promised me cooler weather is on the horizon.

I am becoming quite the raspberry picker, mostly all ripe and all tasty. I wish Amadeus could come over and help me with the higher berries.

Well, I'm finally ready for b-e-d or lockdown as they call it around here.


Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Speckled belly.

Today I spent most of the day growing and teething. Taller mom noticed that I have real teeth now. I get to bring stick into the house and onto the carpet and get to chew as much as I want. I like that. Poor uncle David, he'll be busy tomorrow.

Last night, Taller mom took me to my aunt B's and uncle MZ's house for a run around the yard. They like to run around with me and I love playing chase with them. They also have lots of strawberries that one day Aunt B will share with me.

I can even take them in a tart, you know?

It was hot today so I did flat basset and cute basset and rolling basset on my afternoon walks at the place of their employ.

I do it just to show off my speckled belly.

I wonder how my sister is doing? and I are going on a ride on Sunday to see a tall dog. I'm not sure how I feel about that.


Tuesday, June 20, 2006


I am not sleeping like I did when I was a tiny puppy. For some reason, this is bothering my and Taller mom.

I have been in Seattle for a month. I am nearly 3.57 months old and growing like a weed. My guess is when comes back from her trip, I'll be able to get up on the ottoman and be able to pick raspberries faster than the both of them.

They are feeding me more now. Its a good thing.

Off to chew on something.


Thursday, June 15, 2006

If I sleep on my's pillowcase, I will be a much calmer basset.

Am I sowing my oats today and testing my basset boundaries with Taller mom.

I think I may be headed for basset private drop it lessons.

Oops, maybe I should rethink my need to not drop it.


Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Today I woke up sneezing and coughing and my moms were worried I had caught something bad, like kennel cough. Taller mom dropped at the airport (leaving me at home in lock down) and then came home to check on me.

I dragged her to the back garden where I managed to attack the hose, hide and practice elevation gain. Then we came back in and I ate all my food and learned to pull things out of the basket on the blanket chest. I love games like that.

Later, I visited the vet again to be told that I was a healthy puppy with a bit of a case of the snuffles. Hah, I am healthy and active, just not much more all this pollen and cottonwood fluff.

Why do they worry so much? is in New York City and promised to send me a post card. I wonder what that is?

Well back to trying to get up on the ottoman (bassottoman). I need a new trick for to see.


Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Ask, Auntie Joan and you shall receive...

My first days in the big city. before her jenny craig moment, not the best picture of her, but i'm cute.

Ernest the puppy perfecting flat basset .

Today I am practicing my verticality.

I am driving those around me crazy and tonight I will send the further into it with my adorable nature at doggie bootcamp.

I hope we work on something I can already do like sit and wait and not do silly tricks like play dead.'s running around like a basset with a new empty water bottle. I am afraid.


Sunday, June 11, 2006

Busy basset day was had today.

I went for a walk while decided to do something in the morning. My taller mom had to take me for a long walk because I was bored. When I'm bored, I get well, a bit well, uncontrollable.

After that, we piled into old blue and drove down the freeway to West Seattle where I got to visit another farmer's market. I understand that this may be the last one I get to actually participate in as I'm getting heavy. Sigh. I was oohed and aahed at and they finally got my age correct, I'm a three month old basset, not a 12 week old puppy.

I'm not sure how I feel about having my paws fondled.

After that, we ran an errand and then I went home and took a nap. They are calling me heliobasset, I guess that means I like the sun.

I was very comfortable when I was picked up and thrown into the car again. This time we went somewhere with good smells and my people took turns going into a room and coming back with glasses of white and red stuff that they kept on commenting on. I stayed in the courtyard and greeted my public. The development director for the Arboretum Foundation thought I was pretty cute and spent a lot of time scritching me. I even managed to scam a few bisquits and water from the nice people there.

We then drove a bit further and parked in the shade and went to a school with lots of people. I stayed with my taller mom and took a nap on a bench in the courtyard while all these young people in gowns walked by. It was nice and all on the bench, but they kept on waking me up with all the loud noises.

I got to see my grand mere and the rest of the family and managed to scam a few treats.

I was very tired when I got home.

My stomach is still a bit tender, so I'm still eating rice, chicken and cottage cheese. I'm still a skinny puppy (isn't that a name of a band?), so I'm eating lots of meals, but I'm still very hungry.

N.Mom is hoping that I won't be disappointed tomorrow when life returns to normal.

Well, its past my basset bedtime.


Tuesday, June 06, 2006

Today is my 3rd month birthday. My name is Ernest the puppy and I go by Ernest puppy, E.dd, EP, Ernesto and many other names, some of them not very polite.

This blog is about my bad self and how I came into the lives of my people.

I hope you'll drop by and read about my life, boring perhaps to you, but honestly, if you were 8" tall and 42" long, your life would be limited too.