Friday, April 17, 2015

Mayorz Marathon oh yeah!

We are excited about tomorrow's Mayorz Marathon. 

Make sure to catch all the action starting on Stanley and Murphy's blog tomorrow morning at http://murphyandstanley.blogspot.com/



We have been busy preparing fur our run.

Lassie is #17.
Benji is #18.


This kinda reminds of us the "Sound of Music" Song... 16 going on 17 ...when the Rolf sings the guy part about him being older 17 going on 18.


I, Lassiter, am older than Benji, and totally taking the song out of context ....


Lassie (#17) says to Benji some words of advice to help him train fur the Marathon


"You need someone older and wiser

Telling you what to do

I am seventeen going on eighteen

I'll take care of you"



Lassiter (Lassie)
 
Benjamin (Benji)
 

Thursday, April 16, 2015

Trouble with a capital T

 
Yesterday morning, bright and early, we woke up Mommy nice and sweetly with licks and cuddles and asked her nicely if she could let us out so we could go potty in the yard!
 
SIKE!  (Mommy is so gullible!)
 
We knew full well there was an ENEMY lurking around our territory.
 
Mommy opened the back door - and we took off barking and running like mad. 
 
 
Do you see it?
 
 
 
 
 
 
Mommy was yelling our names and saying "leave it" and trying everything in her power (treats) to get us to stop barking and get us back in the house. Mommy didn't know what it was at the time, but knew we were barking at something, and she was afraid the neighbors were gonna start complaining about the noise we were making so early in the morning.
 
It's not the best picture -- butt do you know what that is....
 
It's a possum!
 
Right there between our fence and our neighbors fence.
 
It looked like it was stuck.  The head (a light gray color) was too the left of the vertical pole in the fence and the body was to the right of the pole.  Turns out the possum wasn't stuck after all.  In about 10-15 minutes he left.    
 
Mommy's brother-in-law drove over in the morning and checked the yard to make sure it was safe before they let us out again.
 
 
 
 
Mommy and Grandma were SOOO mad at us. They said we were in Trouble with a capital T.
 
They said, when we hear them calling our names -- we are supposed to obey and listen to them and come to them.    (I gave them sympathetic doggie eyes and tried giving my (wet muddy) paw to them to apologize when they were giving us a talkin to!)
 
 
 
I'm sorry, correct me if I'm wrong -- butt is there a law written somewhere that says Dogs are supposed to obey their peeps 100% of the time?
 
Do humans obey all the stuff us Dogs tell them to do 187% of the time?   NO!    I can tell you for a fact that when my Mommy is watching a TV show, and I have to go to the potty, and I bother her to let me out -- she NEVER listens to me and continues to watch her show until a commercial break or whenever the show is finished.
 
 
I think us dogs had the right to bark at the wee hours of the morning if there is an intruder lurking about our property.  Ok technically he was on the border line of our property.  Butt that was close enough to being on our property.
 
 
Do you think us dogs wrongfully "got a talkin to" about obeying them.  We were defending our land!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Monday, April 13, 2015

Thank u

The phone charger!  Yay!



Thank u everyone fur the reminder comments about Mommys phone charger.   Blogville's got our back! We cant thank u enough.

So when we woke up our Mommy this morning for work, she didnt have a clue about remembering the phone charger.

It figures, I know my mommy like I know the back of my paw--i KNEW she would forget where she put the charger.

So i kept bothering her and bothering her, then she said lets see if u got any comments during the night (she totally furgot she even posted about the phone charger.) 

We saw everyones comments and Mommy ran outside in her pajamas and got the charger from the car and hurried up and plugged it in furst thing in the morning. (Do u see the looks on our faces, Mommy is standing outside in her pajamas taking a picture of us. Silly mommy.)



Thanks again.

Grandma was impressed so many bloggers all over the world would help Mommy remember where she left the charger.