Friday, May 28, 2010

It rained today. It is going to rain tomorrow.
do not disturb, love ernest
Uncle Dale took me to the dog park and I went crazy. So crazy that I had to be nakedized when I got home.

Tomorrow, my Aunt Dianne is going to take me away for a bit so nmom can work on her alleged paper.

The rain water is good for my fur, but bad for my bone chewing opportunities.

ernest basset, rainwater soft.

Thursday, May 27, 2010

Happy Thursday, or maybe not. I wonder if nmom convinced Uncle Dale to walk me on Saturday? Maybe he can take me all day and I can do manly things instead of sit around and watch her pull her hair out thinking about regional science and climate change policy.

Yesterday evening, she abandoned me to go to the ppatch.

This is what she brought back.

Boring stuff and definitely nothing in there to eat unless a lot of sugar and butter get used on that rhubarb.

This is what Tmom found!

Their relatives,if they make it through the gauntlet of predation, cannibalism, eddies, prey availability and having sexy times with other fish three to four years from now depending on fishing pressure will be featured in your next batch of fake crab meat!

My aunties are coming over to walk me! They love me!

Ernest basset, predator and prey

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

because life is too short not to play squeaky
T mom always says life is too short to not squeak with your dog.

Nmom needs to take note of this.

It rained a lot.


But thankfully, it didn't for my lunch time perambulation and my long walk with Uncle Dale and then the one after dinner with nmom. She tried to skunk me out of seeing Armand. I love Armand. He wasn't home at dinner. He was at lunch, he barked at me!

Now I am snoring. Tomorrow is another day and maybe a trip to the dog park with Uncle Dale!

Tmom, I hope you are having a nice time eating meatables.

ernest snoring, i'm not snoring basset

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Hmm. What can I say about today?

I have managed to get nmom to sleep with me. It is really easy. First you go to bed, then you get up and get a drink, a few minutes later after you have made sufficient amount of noise slurping and clicking (toenail dremeling time!), you whine at the bottom of the stairs. Sometimes whining is overkill, you can just pace around and that should do it. It really helps if they only have area rugs and they are thin. Plush rugs are killer on making clicking noises.

Then she gets up to see what I want. Usually it is because my quilt has gotten away from me. I need her to put it back up on the couch or futon so that I do not freeze under sub arctic conditions of 63 degrees.

By this time, she has given up all hope and hops on the futon with me and we sleep throughout the rest of the night.

On occasion, I have been known to get overheated and must leave the bed to cool off. I then make heavy weather about losing my whole futon and grump my way back up on the couch.

I'm not sure why I let her sleep with me, she certainly cramps my style.

Tmom! Nmom got Uncle Guy to walk me! I love that. Can I move in with them?

ernest duvet dog, at your service

Monday, May 24, 2010

Yesterday a nice man stopped nmom at told her that my long ears mean I will have a long life.

Does that mean I have nine of them? Like a cat? Can I string them all together? Can I sell some of them on ebay?

ernest pondering the possibilities

Sunday, May 23, 2010


T mom. I am bored. The weather is good for walking, bad for the laundry. I am driving nmom batty with my incessant need to visit Armand. Over and Over again. Yesterday Armand was more interested in his kongie throw than he was of me humping him.

I have been foresaken for a kongie.

If you want to follow along with Tmom's adventures, visit this blog. It is written by a teacher on her cruise. They are very interested in fish and fishsticks. I'm really interested in Tmom coming home to amuse me.


ernest basset, at your service

Friday, May 21, 2010

TH mom is sailing the ocean gray again.
boof. I miss my Tmom.
I am mopey.
Nmom has outsourced my care (which I prefer). My dog walker bends to my will unlike nmom. He doesn't seem to mind when I roach.
sniffing for TH
I wonder if she's in this patch of grass?

ernest detective dog, extraordinaire

Wednesday, May 05, 2010

Monday morning with Ernest - rain.

Dear Tmom,

I know its hot in the Nation's Capitol, but it is cold here.

Please bring back 20 degrees.

I am currently sleeping underneath two quilts and am hoping for the body of a human to keep me even warmer.

love, ernest basset endothermic

Monday, May 03, 2010

Right where we?

My moms went to DC to hang out with a bunch of like minded individuals including The Sheppies Ma APE!

My nmom and MA APE ate SUSHI together! They had fun, but because of the whole witness protection things, only their eyes can be revealed. Don't mind the one on the left who looks like she just checked into rehab, she hasn't even made that leap yet.


DC, I suppose is a nice place and all. My Tmom is there right now, working on things that I don't understand. My nmom goes next and I think she is just going to take notes and nod a lot. I think somewhere they are planning to make me go, but I think that will be in 2012 and I'll be really busy then.

So, back to reality.

Spring has sprung!


Bassets roach!
I will not obey

Bassets sit on the lawn demanding their marrow bones!

They go on strike for better pay!
Right now, they are working on sleeping, so I better stop typing.

over and out,

ernest the puppy, is sleeping please do not disturb.