Speak of the devil...

...Halloween's here!

We hope you all get a lot of treats and not many tricks

(unless you are giving them).

Tinkerbell, Oscar and Tucker

(T.O.T.)

Who ya gonna call?

Swinebusters!!!

That's right... we're back!

We came... we saw... and we officially kicked some pig boo-tah!

Our family are all well and have been cleared to return to school and our mom is also cleared to be back in business.

We've so dearly missed being able to use the computer and visit all of our friends. Be patient with us while we catch back up on what has been happening across the DWB.

Down for the count

Sorry Folks.

This blog is temporarily out of order until further notice

(or at least until the humans get better).

My name is H1N1, but you can call me "The Big Pig".

I decided to stop by for a few days and cause a little chaos.

Tinkerbell, Oscar and Tucker are just fine and will be

keeping me company while I make myself feel right at home.

Check back in a few days because I'm sure

the blogging will commence once the fevers are down.

Wordless Wednesday

Monday Funnies - Birthday Wishes

Happy Birthday to you!

Happy Birthday to you!

Happy Birthday to the best people mommy on the planet! 

Happy Birthday to you!

First things first. Happy Birthday to our mom. The old gal has made it another year despite visits from "The Wrinkle Fairy", "The Big Butt Fairy", "The Gray Hair Fairy" and all their fairy friends that have made the trip from old-age fairyland to make their presence known.

We love you mom.

You, by far, have the most comfy and cushy body in the whole family. We love the extra pounds. That helps make snuggle time the best. We don't mind your gray hair (we just don't like the icky smell of the chemicals you like to use to get rid of those pesky gray's). We certainly don't mind your wrinkles - the more you get the more you start to resemble an English Bulldog and being a dog is cool! But your big butt does cause problems for Oscar on occasion when he is trying to "share" the recliner with you. We like that you are always cold and need to layer on the clothing or cover up with a blanket when you are sitting down. We don't mind sharing the blanket with you. But most of all Mom, we love you because of your most delicious treats that you are always making for us. Without you, we would probably whither away to mere existences of ourselves and that would definitely not be good.

So Mom, we want to wish you the best of days with many more to come. (Just remember to take your medicine for your achy knees, continue to take your vitamins and eat good for a healthy shiny coat, visit the doctor and stay up-to-date on your shots, but most importantly, always remember to wear your glasses. We wouldn't want you running into anything or falling down the steps. Old people break their hips during falls all the time and we wouldn't want that to happen to you.)

Hugs and kisses,

Tinkerbell, Oscar and Tucker 

Nature reared its ugly head today

This Stinks!!!! 

No, not you Tucker... the weather does!

It is cold and rainy outside and we cannot go out and play. This is absolutely no fun. Who turned off the heat? Nature sure is playing cruel today.

We should be outside frolicking in the autumn foliage hunting squirrel and other vermin and enjoying the colors and smells.

Instead, we are stuck inside the house watching the rain pour down outside.

...Sigh...

Guess what today is?

Today is

National Pet Obesity Awareness Day

Oct. 14, 2009

Kindly step away from the bowl Oscar! 

Words to live by

The Best Part About Owning A Dog...

 ... is the way he will come over to see me,
 for no reason, just to let me know I'm
 important to him
 ... is the way he is always ready to lick the
 jelly off my nose...
 ... is the way he looks into my eyes and finds
 contentment in simply being near me
 ... is the way he will run all over the yard,
 fetch a soggy tennis ball and bring it back
 to me as if to say "look mom, it's all I have,
 but it's yours"
 ... is the way he wakes me up in the morning by pushing
his cold wet nose in my ear and snuffing loudly
 ... is the way he shreds toilet paper all over the house,
 because it's fun even though he knows he shouldn't
 ... is the way he's sure he can catch the ducks in the
lake today...
 ... is the way he comes over to me when he is sad
 ... is the way he wedges himself near me when I am sad and
push all others away, to console me with his love
 ... is the way he pounces on crickets in the backyard
 ... is the way he looks perplexed when they escape
 ... is the way he is terrified of the evil pink hula hoop
 ... is the way he doesn't mind how much of that horrid
perfume I'm wearing just because it was a gift from
my relative who's visiting
 ... is the way he doesn't care about bad hair day or
 overdue bills
 ... is the way he loves you, even when you are impatient
with him and have no time this morning for a game
of tug-a-war
 ... is the way his coat feels like liquid silk under
 my fingers
 ... is the way he finds wisdom beyond words

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Just a quick reminder that if you are in the area tomorrow, please stop by the West Chester Veterinary Care for their open house from 10am-2pm. Visit their website for more information.

 

Also, for an interesting read, check out 

"Top 10 Persistent Pet Myths That Just Won’t Die"

 

Have a great weekend friends.

Tinkerbell, Oscar and Tucker

Lucky Friday

Hi. It's me Oscar. Hope your Friday is going well.

Fall is definitely upon us here in Ohio. We have gone from decent weather to "Geesh, who turned off the heat?" weather. Very rainy, cold and blustery. I always thought Spring was supposed to come in like a lion. Autumn came in like a banshee!

Being a dachshund, I like to snuggle, burrow and hog every sunbeam I can find. I like to always be warm. I can honestly admit that I am very piggish when it comes to blankets, comfy beds and warm laps. Hey, a doxies got to do what a doxies got to do. In fact, my nickname is The Mole. Not because I like to burrow but because I am always attached to my mom some how. Let's face it, I got lucky when my family brought me into my forever home because my mom is a freeze-cat. The old gal is always cold and therefore, always snuggling up in a blanket or wearing twenty layers of clothing. She is the ideal candidate for me to latch on to... therefore, I am her mole.

Truthfully, I think she enjoys every minute of my snuggling. She usually keeps her complaints to a minimum when I am pushing her rump into the side of the recliner or when I have burrowed under the blankets in bed at night and have decided to stretch out... perpendicular. What a trooper she is!

So, on this Lucky Friday, I feel it is safe to say that my mom is the luckiest for having a dog like me to keep her warm at all times.

Okay, my friends. Where is your favorite place to sleep? How have you made your family lucky by having you in their lives?

By the way, this is how Tucker has to sleep now. Always with one eye open.

That's right little buddy - always wonder when I will release my full revenge upon you for airing my dirty laundry for all the internet to read. Sweet dreams Tucker.

We will be attending PugFair tomorrow. Lots of pictures next week (if mom remembers her camera).

Have a great weekend my friends!

Oscar

Wordless Wednesday - Love

Monday Funnies - Viewer Beware

Viewer Beware.

This post is sure to cause bouts of barking and hysteria. We cannot be held responsible for any harm to your computer that may come from the viewing of this post. Viewer discretion is advised.

Weekly recap and PugFair

Wow - what a week!

I feel like I have been put through the ringer. My vocal talents, dog park enthusiasm and love of toys have been focused on and made an example of by Tucker. Totally not cool! Remember, I know where you sleep. I refuse to get mad. I will just plot and plan my revenge. Make sure you sleep with that one eye open little buddy. You're gonna need to.

Now, on to better things.

You might have noticed this button on my sidebar. Hopefully, you have clicked on it and gotten all the information about PugFair. For those of you that haven't, let me give you the scoop.

You are all invited to PugFair 2009 on Saturday, Oct. 3 at Stonelick State Park from 10am-4pm. This event is not just for Pugs. It is open to ALL doggies but the event proceeds benefit Ohio Pug Rescue. Our mom is going to have a booth set up with her treats available. I am sooooooo excited!

PugFair will feature food, vendors, micro-chipping, nail clipping, children's games, music and even a pug kissing booth! The coolest of all is that there will be a costume contest and parade! Plus, if your dog likes water, they can swim in the lake or take a nice hike through the park.

I hope to see some of my friends there and am looking forward to making lots of new ones so come one, come all for a fun-filled day!

Nothing is ever what it seems

It's raining outside - not much to do today except eat, sleep and play with toys. Sounds pretty uncomplicated, especially since I am an uncomplicated kinda guy, but the simple act of playing with a toy is really not as simple as it seems.

Exhibit A:

Me... minding my own business chewing on a bone.

Exhibit B:

The crazy little vulture brother of mine waiting in the wings to swoop down and steal my bone when I least expect it.

Oscar always wants what everyone else has. Life should be simple. Instead, I have to watch over my toys like a bear watches over her cubs. Gotta always sleep with one eye open. Playing with my toy is never as simple as it may seem.

Wordless Wednesday - Dog Park Photos

Our sincerest apologies regarding the quality of the photos. They were taken with a cell phone camera. You will still be able to see the happiness and fun on our faces. 

We love this place! 

What a bunch of lucky dogs we are to have such a nice dog park so close to our home.

Tuesday Time With Tucker

Tucker here.

"Tuesday Time with Tucker" is actually not about me today. I know, shocker, right? Today is all about his royal whinyness Oscar. I had video shot when we went to the dog park this weekend. I will share with you all what we have to go through every time we ride in the car - even to go to the greatest place on earth, the dog park.

Listening to Oscar whine the whole 3 miles to the park is like getting neutered all over again. Here is 32 seconds of excrutiating and down-right painful noise. Practically makes my ears bleed!

Just thought I would share with all of you.  

Heck, what are friends for, right? 

Now you can all feel my pain.

Game Time

Today I would like to teach you how to play one of my most favorite games that I invented. I call this game, "Get Momma's Nose".

This game is really easy if you have a long snooter and a tongue as long as a giraffe's. And that's me!

Here's how you play.

When your mom is laying on the floor you burrow under her arms and nip and lick at her nose.

Then you run around her like a dog on crack and burrow under the other armpit and nip and lick.

Continue doing this until she is laughing so hard she cries, "Uncle". Bonus points are awarded each time you are able to get a good lick on her teeth or into her mouth while she is laughing.

There you have it! That's how you play "Get Momma's Nose". Guaranteed to make you a super happy dog and I bet you will even get a great belly rub out of the deal.

Hey Mom - Nice roots! Time to get those touched up!

9.9.09

We hope you enjoyed your day yesterday.
How exciting... 9.9.09.
That's a lot of nines!
We decided since all those nines were so cool together, we would offer up our own tribute to the number 9.
Ready?... Here goes!

• NINE TENNIS BALLS - ready to be slobbered on and de-fuzzed.


• NINE TRIPS OUTSIDE TO WATER THE LAWN - we drank lots of water.


• NINE NON-STUFFED TOYS - Oh, how we wish we could de-stuff them.


• NINE CHEW TOYS - ready to be chewed on, of course.


• NINE WRESTLING MATCHES - Tucker won every time!

• NINE SPECIAL HUGS AND KISSES - to our favorite kids, of course.

Well, that's our list and tribute. Not a bad job (if we say so ourselves). How about you? Tell us about your nines. We'd love to hear what you come up with.

We were given some awards also and haven't gotten around to posting about them yet. Don't worry, our friends. We haven't forgotten your generosity. We promise to post them very soon.

Back from our hiatus

Hi friends. We're back from our on-and-off hiatus. It wasn't our choice to take a hiatus but when you rely on your people to log you onto the internet so that you can blog and they are "too busy" well....

(Note to self: when we get to heaven, ask God why he didn't give us thumbs)

We have been super busy even with our kids back in school. Mom has started to tackle a few things on the "honey-do" list even though her honey isn't doing anything to help. She was finally able to tackle the office/computer/meditating/where they keep our kennels/time-out room. It has been in serious need of a new paint job.



We decided that since we weren't doing a whole lot of anything else that we would help. Thank goodness we were there for her.


Tucker made sure that her drop cloth didn't go anywhere. Tinkerbell layed in the middle of the room. I stayed under the desk so I could keep an eye on things and point out spots that she missed.


We know we were huge helps cause she kept telling us how excited she was to have all of us in the room with her so that she would have to constantly be stepping over us. The room is now a lovely shade of grey (I guess it helps being color blind).

Two trees have also been cut down and chopped up. Two more stumps for me to lift my leg on! The wood has been stored on the side of the house for now. We weren't allowed to help with that project. The chain-saw thingy was just way too loud!

Mom has also been spending a lot of time in the recliner in the evenings whining to anyone in general about being old and something about muscles not being used in a while. We've got her taken care of though. I lay next to her pushing her rump further into the side of the recliner. Tucker lays by her feet on the leg of the recliner, making sure to leave her very little room to put her legs and Tink lays under the recliner. When she starts complaining about not having any room, we tune her out with the dulcet tones of Tinks snoring.

A dogs job is never done. She is so lucky to have the three of us.


Later - Oscar