Dog Days of Summer Baseball

For the record let me state that I’m a baseball fan.

My favorite team is the New York Mets and before any haters are sic’d on me, I’ll have you know I started liking them when they sucked. Coincidentally, it is also the time that I learned a lot of swear words from my father who sat by my side watching game after game after game.

Things aren’t much better these days with two successive September folds. If losing builds character, then I feel like Rin Tin Tin right about now.

But, hey at least I still have my day job. You know as snuggler, lover and all around best friend to my bipeds.

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Dog Stops Traffic To Save Mother

Sometimes I see a heartwarming story and I just find the need to share it with the world.

A lot of you probably think that all New York City dogs are obnoxious, self absorbed and bark funny. To that all I can say is stop getting all your news from Cat Fancy magazine. NYC pups are no different than the ones in Kansas, Alabama or Hawaii. Well the ones in Hawaii are a bit happier.

Look no further than Husky, the son of a yellow lab-mix named Chile, and his heroic efforts to save his mother this morning. Read more

Dog Saves Thousands of Air Travelers From Death

If I were to fly the friendly skies of this united world, I know what they’d call me.

Sully.

You know, as in Captain Chelsey  Sullenberger , the hero pilot that landed a jet into the Hudson River a few months ago. If you’re going to do something, do it right I say. If not, you might as well just roll over in bed, if only to keep from aggravating your bed sores.

Looks like a border collie in Oregon is one step ahead of the pack when it comes to flying. She’s got a job with the local airport. Here’s the story on why. Read more

You Are So Beautiful

Some take their cues from the Westminster Dog Show while others take theirs from the Ugliest Dog Contest. One thing is clear, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.

It’s fortunate my parents get their idea of canine beauty from the former, otherwise they would have passed right by me on the fateful day they adopted me. Not to be cocky or anything, but when I say I’m handsome I’m not sure I’m doing myself justice. Remember, it ain’t cocky if you can back it up.

But some are less fortunate than me. In Des Moines they decided to throw a self-esteem bone to some bulldogs. You know, to try to make them feel special because they don’t got a lot going on in life. I’m not trying to be mean, but have you ever seen one up close?

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All Out Blitz Sacks Abductor

I hate stereotypes. Is it fair to call all dogs lazy, all mailmen lunch, or all cats selfish?

Of course not…well, the part about cats may be true.

Being anti-stereotype, I have a soft spot in my heart for pit bulls. Not because they’re dogs, that does help, but because they are always portrayed as fighters and haters. Nothing could be further from the truth.

I say, one must always look at the owner, not the dog’s breed to get a sense of the canine’s personality. There’s more than physical similarities between the two.

Take my old man for instance: he’s a good looking, sarcastic, food seeking machine with an easy going style. I’m told I’ve taken on those characteristics too. This is totally against the stereotype for my mixed breed: good looking, sarcastic, food seeking machine with an easy going style.  Hmmm…that didn’t work out as planned.

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Castaway Comes Home

Ever wonder how you would handle being the main character in Castaway?

You know, one minute you’re thirty thousand feet in the air with a cargo load of FedEx packages, the next minute you’re alone on a deserted island. Alone, other than Wilson, the volleyball. I know, what a tragedy.

Everybody knows Voit is the more talkative one.

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The Hotel New Havernese

Let’s be honest with each other. Work sucks.

Do you know of any dogs that actually enjoy their jobs? Sure Rufus may look like he enjoys snatching a biscuit from his nose, but he ain’t having any fun. Sunshine rolling over for a treat? A blow to her self esteem.  She might as well be working the pole.

Maybe the trick to happy employment is to do something non-traditional?

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Two in the Hand, Worth One in the Cage

I consider myself a savvy haggler, especially after my parents have come home from grocery shopping. I know there are goodies in the fridge with my name on it. All it takes is a bit of patience and the knowledge that all humans are weak to get at them.

At these times, when my parents offer me a plain old dog biscuit to entice me to sit, I’ll turn and walk away. When they offer me peanuts, I’ll stand there, staring back at them with the “You gotta be kidding me” look. Only when their offer is upgraded to a hot dog will I firmly place my butt on the floor, and if they went upscale with the Nathan’s variety I’ll even offer up a paw.

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Where in the World is Carmen? England?

I think it’s in every dog’s nature to feel bad for those less fortunate than us. Take for instance humans.

They’ve lost the ability to live in the moment, to sniff each other (without reproach) in public and to smell a dropped piece of bacon from two cities away.

I look at them and it makes me want to weep. But then I remember where my balls used to be and lick myself instead.

However, the following story had me in a fetal position, with a box of kleenex after reading the beginning.

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Killer Whale Poop: A Tasty Treat for Dogs

I like poop just as much as the next dog. In fact, one of my favorite treats is my feline sister Moose’s anal extractions. I know that sounds gross, so I’ll call it for what it’s known around the house, Kitty Snickers.

After downing a bar of the chocolatie delicasy, I’m not allowed to lick my parents. Frankly, it’s not something I do often anyway. Soap residue tastes just awful.

So I read in today’s paper that there’s a dog who’s got the enviable task of searching for whale poop! In my view, that’s the equivalent of going to an all you can eat buffet.

Some guys have all the luck.

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