Sophie and Joey

Joey, the tree climbing biped.

Sophie, and of course, ME!

Hey, no fair I wanna play!

Hey, what is this game we are playing? And how can I operate the controls with no thumb?

Here's what we were playing, it was COOL!

Then it was nap time.

Or at least lay down and quit barking time, for all of us!

Which one is Which

Despite the pain and sorrow, I have decided to let Murph keep posting about the visit we had last week with Sophie, Joey and their doodle dogs (labradoodles). Although Sophie and Joey are back in Houston, the doodles are still with us, hanging out and having a barking good time.

So! Meet Coco, isn't she pretty?!


Don't confuse her with her brother, Slater! He has the bad perm, or curly hair look.

Slater and Coco together, can you see it? Curly and not curly.

Me telling Coco that I think she is beautifullllllll!

Notice you don't see Reilly? He kept trying to write checks he couldn't cash, ya know, barking and snapping at Slater and Coco, when they could eat him in one quick bite, Crazy dog...

Heavy Heart

I hate to hijack Murph's blog, but I will for this one post. My friends who were staying with me after Hurricane Ike had another son, a wonderful, crazy, loving son who was battling leukemia. Today I found out that he lost his battle and passed away. My heart is breaking for the family and words can't express how I feel. Someone I know once wrote :

"There just aren't any words. There's just love. And prayers. And more love."

And love there is. Johnny Romano, I love you and may you now be at peace.

We're Kinda Back

It has been a busy week and a half. We had lots of company, four bipeds and two dog pals. Here is a photo of Slater and Coco (and Sophie too!) Look how big those pups are, WOW!

For me to even pretend to be as tall as them I had to stand on the couch arm. And Reilly, the big chicken, more on that later, stood on the table.

I enjoy playing with other dogs, but man, Coco and Slater are so big and I ain't no dummy, so I decided to play it safe at first. I went right to the old hidey hole.

Nope, not gonna come out and play, not today!

I finally did get out and play, and we had fun, those big dogs can RUNNNNNNN! More later.

We're Okay

Nothing really happened here with Ike, it moved west of us. But we do know some of our friends in Galveston and Houston aren't doing as well. We might not be blogging too much in the near future, it looks like we are gonna have some company for a while.

We'll keep ya updated.

We Don't Like IKE

To any of our friends out there that might be in the path of Ike, our thoughts and prayers are with you. Here in Dallas we might get some rain and high winds, but nothing like what might be going on down south in Houston and Galveston.

Boring

All I have done this week is sleep, and in all sorts of different positions.

Trying to hide my head from the stupid flashy light.

Not working!

Now I am comfortable.

The lady said I was snoring, I don't believe her.

What?! Stupid camera woke me up again.

What's a guy to do? All I want is sleep, sheesh.

Don't Bug Me

So there was Reilly eating his food and I decided to bug him. Do you see my nose? He's looking at me and doing his best cat imitation, arched up back, lowered head and I swear, SWEAR he was hissing at me. Okay, it was really a growl to let me know to stay away from his food.

This was the first time I ever finished eating first so I just had to bug him!

Hiding

Wordless Wednesday...

Eating Time

Reilly is a pig, he eats his food so fast, he just gobbles it up in a second. Me, I like to eat SLOOOOOOWLY. One piece at a time. So this is what ends up happening, Reilly finishes, then he lays by his empty bowl and he gives the lady the saddest "I'm still hungry" look. While I sloooooowly chomp chomp chomp. Sometimes he lays next to his bowl and watches me eat, looking at every bite and hoping that I will leave some for him. I never do! Sad face close up...

Notice it doesn't get him any more food though!

Goodbye T-man

T-man was one of our first DWB buddies, we will miss him greatly and we hurt for his mom. If you can, please go visit and leave some DWB love for her.

Baboon Butt

Sorry we have been gone so long...the lady has been very busy at work and she has taken three work trips, which means no blogging! no reading blogs! no fun! But we think we are back in action for a while.

The lady decided that she could save money if she groomed Reilly herself. I personally have magic fur that cleans itself and it never gets too long, so I don't have to be groomed, lucky me. But Reilly has to have his hair washed and cut, or it gets really stinky and really matted. So first the lady washed Reilly, he was not happy with that. He ran around and did the couch rub and head shake, spraying water all over the place, like this:

Then he rubbed all over the couch like this:

Then he finally had enough of me taunting him, so he went crazy and all bitey face on me.

But I still won cause the lady shaved him and gave him a baboon butt, she shaved off ALL his white hair and he is naked down there. Close your eyes if you would be offended by a photo of his baboon butt!

I call him BB for short now!

King of the Jungle

Or at least King of My Backyard.....

I crack myself up!

And I decided that I was the smart one, but thanks to everyone who decided we were both smart!

Which one of us is smarter?

We got a new toy and this is what happened right after the lady gave it to us....Reilly cuddled up to get his belly rubbed and ignored the toy.

Me, I got that toy and chewed like crazy.

While Reilly got even more of this:

Now which one of us is smarter? Me getting the toy, or Reilly getting the belly rub, YOU be the judge.

Gardening, Our Version

It's been really hot here in Dallas, and the lady hasn't had much of a chance to get out and garden, so Reilly and I decided to help her out. Perhaps she would like a hole right here under the tree?! Yup, I think she would, Dig Reilly, DIGGGG! Look at Mr. Fancy Pants, just kind of sticking his foot in the dirt, he wouldn't want to get his feet dirty or anything, sheesh.

While he sniffed, I dug.

See how nice that hole is? Now the lady can plant something here if she wants. Yup, we'll help her "garden" anytime.

(No thanks boys!)

What is that thing?

We found this weird dead bug in our driveway, it looked like a bee, but it was HUGE! It was almost an inch and a half long. We still don't know what it is....
Even after we sniffed it. Oh well.

Imitating the 4-B's

Thanks everyone, Reilly's foot is much better. He took all his pills, his toe stopped swelling and he is back to being a big old pain in the bu%^. But I do like having him around.

Anyway, if you don't know who the 4-B's are, check 'em out! The lady loves the photo of them all hanging on the couch, so we tried to recreate it for her. Here's Reilly's pose.




Here's mine!

Here we both are! Unfortunately there aren't enough of us and we aren't quite big enough to look exactly like the 4-B's, but we gave it our best shot! We either need a few more dogs, or a smaller couch, not sure which would be better.

Yup, you can call us couch potatoes!

Mr. Reilly's Foot

We have been so busy that we haven't had time to post. Mr. Reilly's toe is doing much better, check it our! Here is what it looked like right after it happened. Yuck.

But look at him, even though it's doing better, he's still sucking up and trying to get sympathy.
And the lady falls for his sad face every time!

I Wanna Be Sedated

Yesterday Reilly had to get sedated to get his toenail removed. He had to stay at the vet all day and I was left home by myself all day. I was really lonely so I peed on the couch, I know I shouldn't do it, but I can't help myself sometimes. But when Reilly got home I was so happy I completely ignored the bandage on his foot and gave him some kisses. He was happy to see me too!

Look at him showing off his bandage. Waving it around and demanding attention.

Later he decided he was tired so he went to hang out on the bed.

He didn't like it when I came to lay down next to him, he got all wigged out and ran away from me.

Finally he let me check out his bandage up close, at the same time he was showing off his poor me look to the lady. It worked too, he got some treats, but then so did I!

Tomorrow the bandage comes off, so one last look!

I let Reilly know that I will be nice to him today, but tomorrow it's back to beat up on Reilly time!

Hey, the vet told the lady that Reilly was under weight! UNDER WEIGHT?! He already weighs ten pound more than me, I think he's fat, FAT, FATTTTT! I mean really, he was supposed to only weigh 12 to 13 pounds and he's 25 pounds. He gets any bigger and he'll be doing more than knocking me over with his big old body. I think I am going to go eat some more food too, just to see if I can get any bigger. HMPH.