howl-iday posers...

we interrupt this nap...to bring you some holiday cheer!!...how does one motivate us to wear the ridiculous head gear that appears so festive to those not actually wearing it?...why, biscuits, of course!!...new biscuits...extra-special **holiday** biscuits!!...we'll do most any crazy thing for one (or two or three...) of them...but L., well, fashion diva that she is, remains unconvinced about the chicness of our holiday headgear...mom's "all the dogs are doing it" was met with a full blown hound howl!!...who can argue with *that*?!?!?

may all of you have a very merry Christmas from all of us here at dogblog!...

dog in stealth mode...

oh my goodness. that was a close one! L., in her sneakiness decided today that she would claim her own cherry roll that was innocently rising on the counter...she tried to con me into helping since i have the height advantage, but no way!! does she think i am going to miss the baking frenzy going on right around the corner?? not a chance...especially when it involves cooking spray & grandparents who have a practiced art of passing people food to dogs with sleight of hand! look at the devil dog go!...mom, who has super-extra-amazing hearing, heard the rustling of something awry & she was all over that hound (but not before a few photo ops for the blog!)...needless to say, L. had to go to dog prison (aka the "back bedroom") until the cherry rolls were safely in the oven. me??...i am sticking to cooking spray & errant cookie dough flying around the kitchen!...stay tuned for more Christmas antics with hound patrol on duty in the kitchen!...

blogiversary!!!!

yep, that's right...here at dog blog it's our one year blogiversary...grab a slice of cyber cake & a party hat (or 2!!!)& take a trip to our very first post! & the post that introduced our elusive L.!thank you so much for visiting over the past year...we enjoy your ear scratches & head pats very much! & thank you to our blog guests...ms. maggie, kolbe, hedge (we miss you, buddy) & pollie, ollie & zoe!

not cool!!

i know all the glories of freedom~~ hey, i love a full run just as much as the next guy. but the celebrating explosion-style...not cool!!!last night mom & dad took my boat (yes, *my* boat...i just let them think it's theirs) to the fireworks. i didn't even want to go, not for all the ride time in the bow, no way, no how!today, well...it only gets worse. would you believe the neighbors & our town all do their fireworks tonight?!? oh, woe is me! i'll meet you in the bathtub!...

egg-ceptional hounds...

oh. no. not another holiday photo shooti don't care how many treats you disguise, this activity is getting old. it seems someone is forever balancing something on my head or nose. but is that enough? certainly not! there must also be the added humiliation of photo ops for the occasion.honestly i am starting to dread the prospects of the 4th of july. will they balance a lit firecracker on my head?? probably not because mom has a serious fire phobia, lucky for me! back to the present...this particular holiday was a bit sweeter for me. why, you ask...well, because someone got the bright idea to stick a treat in the plastic Easter egg. ok by me...as long as they remember to extricate it for me...you know, lack of opposable thumbs & all that.

but that's not all! what could be sweeter than a treat? uh. huh. they decided to torture L. too!!but of course, she doesn't have quite the talent i do...they could only do half an egg on her noggin.(insert sibling rivalry banter here) L. the egg head!

ok, mom! enough of this...i can smell that treat.drop it...drop it.pretty please! double begging...oh yeah!here it comes...it was worth it & i'm not egg-xaggerating!

did someone say "leap"??

oh yes! i can do that! especially if there is a biscuit involved...happy leap day!

resolutions...

what is a dog to do?? i thought i might jump on the new year bandwagon & do some of my own resolutionsbut mom was not impressed. maybe you can help me understand why...

i resolved:

to eat at least one biscuit during every waking hour (they're doggy 'health food,' right??)...to run the entire loop of my neighborhood-unleashed! at least 3 times each week (exercise is good, right??)...to empty the trash for mom every single day (pulling my weight around here with the chores, right??)...& to help out with every holiday clean-up for the whole year (special, seasonal help is good too, right??).

mom said no. to every single one. can you believe it???she was more into resolutions such as...no more barking at my reflection in the window.no sneaking up onto the new couch.& no more stealing things that do not belong to me for chewing

awwwww, c'mon mom, you take all the fun out of this new year thing! would somebody please toss me a biscuit!

Happy Howl-idays!!!!

instructions for a very merry holiday...

1. swipe the nearly empty peanut butter container from the trash while mom is filling the cookie tray. she will never notice2. lick furiously...as far as your tongue will go into the container...growl at everyone who comes near your new-found treasure3. give your best hang-dog face while the humans are exchanging gifts4. go so far as to rest your head pathetically on one of their presents5. this will result in many "oooohhhs" & "aaaahhhs" followed by someone giving you *your* gift!

(yes, that is green stuff in my hair...a side effect of the curious cookie decorating incident)

6. pose nicely wearing dumb faux reindeer ears for mom's nosy camera...remembering that she is keeper of treats...Merry Christmas from phil, L., & all our friends here at dog blog!!

'tis the season!

this week mom said the hallowe'en/fall/thanksgiving thing was passed & so i figured any remnants of that season could be put to more practical use...say polishing my canines & whatnot.

apparently it was more like...WHAT?!?! NOT!!!!!

that is what mom said when she saw what i found...a left-over squash! her idea of "break it down & put it away" did not include chewing it to bits all over the carpet. but hey...it had the potential to last longer than a biscuit!

so, you might be asking yourself, what happened to ol' phil after he was caught gnawing the squash? well, let me tell you...

mom is big on the distraction game. i have what she does not want me to have. she procures something that i want even more, waves it in front of my face & i forget what i wanted in the first place. you follow??

usually it's food. but today she tried the season change bait-and-switch routine with me. it worked. for a minute. until i realized that some things are even more lame than gnawing on a squash.

think: faux reindeer antlers on a dog!

first, she sent Little Man in with these vibrant red jingle-bell-y things. i'm all ears! he starts waving them around in all their glorious redness. i forget the squash. (mom nabs it at that moment.) next thing i know, i am *wearing* this pathetic fashion statement from the dollar store. ok. i admit i like red. but on antlers?? on me??

and then she expects me to pose for photos??? i would rather a swift whack with a rolled newspaper, but no! i have to *pose* all nicey nice. hmphf.

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in other dog news...L. is well! that's right...she's not only well, she's downright L-egant, primping & fixing her look for the season...