Wednesday, December 27, 2006

This week I have been learning about teeth brushing and my tolerance to nasty tastes.

Poultry toothpaste - yummy, good with a bisquit chaser.

Berry blast toothpaste - ick.

Mint toothpaste - you are trying to kill me!

Too bad the vet is out of poultry toothpaste.

Then again, why are the strictures of human kind to put on basset hounds? Why must our breath be minty fresh? Maybe it is perfectly normal to smell like you just ate a fermented vole.

No dogs have complained about my breath, just

I'll get back to you on the malt flavor.

e. dd

Sunday, December 24, 2006

I am completely confused by the indoor tree.

It has stuff on it and stuff under it and I'm not supposed to touch it or do anything.

Yeah right.

I was just told to leave it for the 90th time today.

I can't wait until that tree goes away and I get my chair back.


Friday, December 22, 2006


Where was I?

Right, my people sent me off to the kennel while they went in search of bonios and plastic bottles for me. I had a dandy time with my roommates - an Aussie cattle dog named Katy (yes, a female, whoo hoo) and a yellow lab named Sonic who kept me on my toes. I had fun and was very tired when I got home.

I guess I missed some weather. Good thing too, I don't think I like wind very much.

They brought a tree in the house. It confuses me. It also moves which really confuses me.

I am bigger and still really very much the man of the house. Even though they insist on calling me pet names instead of Ernest the man dog.

We're going to have to work on this.

More later, I need a nap.


Monday, December 11, 2006

I am part of a basset hound message board and we are having a holiday card exchange. It is so neat, my mom makes the card, pays for the card, writes the card, stamps the card, addresses the card and I get 50 cards in the mail.

Is this what being a boss is like?

I love the cards I am getting, my mailman Steve wanted to know why I was getting more cards than anyone else on the block.

When I run for President, I may make my mom chief of communications.

I also had many small children at my house yesterday. They screamed, petted me and I got to eat their cookies.

It was fun!

I am super wound up today, my moms have offered to take me to the Village to buy my sister's present.

e. dd

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

I am nine months old today. So far this week, I have managed to destroy a library book and eat the cord on the soul sucking vacuum cleaner. Unfortunately, it still works.

Other than that, I am my normal angelic self.

rock on dudes.