Thursday, October 22, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
My first costume is so horrifying, so terrible, that hair has been known to turn white in this beast's presence, women faint from disgust and terror, and small children run screaming in fear so you have been warned:
Oh yes, I am dressed as The Bloviator, at his most charming in this clip:
OK, I am scaring myself a little bit so maybe I'd better try some others. Here I am Corgador Attacked by WeirdWolf:
And here, via the trickeration of photography (or, rather, my ma ape's general incompetence): GHOST DOGS!!!! Oooooooh!
Ghost Dog is also the name of a Jim Jarmusch film and I'm pretty sure that Forest Whitaker (below) will play me in the movie of my life.
OK, now is not the time to cast my biopic, I have a Wall-O-Ween to prepare for. More photos coming soon. If you have any costume ideas let me know.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Behold the sporgador!
Sophie La Brador has christened me with a new name: THE SPORGADOR! She recognizes my incredible fandom that has lifted the Phillies (almost) to the World Series, in addition to my considerably less successful fandom for the Seahawks and Cornhuskers that, um, may help them break even this season. She also knows that I should be the mascot of the SASKATCHEWAN ROUGHRIDERS! And why? Because I look damn fine in green (yes, that is one Roughriders bananadana, courtesy of Sophie's ape):
And you should know that my sportgadorness is not limited to watching sports, I am also a participant. Here I am rassling BooDog Stuffy. He roots for the Dodgers.
But being the sporgador is not all fun and games. It is hard work. My GranNE sent me this video the other day to celebrate my hard workin' self. She said it was for Narra but I know she was thinking of me.
And I do work hard. Here's a story that my friend Sam's mom posted "Walking with shelter dogs better than friends for seniors" which is about my job as a personal trainer:
Seniors benefit more from regular walking sessions with shelter dogs than from scheduled walks with friends or a spouse. That's the finding from a study to be reported at the annual conference of the International Society for Anthrozoology that begins today in Kansas City.
I train my senior ma ape on the regular. Look at me motorin'!
To conclude the sport report with the sporgador, here I am letting the opposing team know how I feel about them:
Now let's go get us some hot dogs!
Sunday, October 18, 2009
SPCA Saturday (Sort of)
This Saturday it was TOO DAMP to take the dogs out to play or they would have enmuddied themselves so my ma ape just visited the dogs and looked at some of her favorites. She was very happy that LIZZIE TIZZY, ETHEL IMPERSONATOR got adopterated while she was there! Go Liz! And then there was...
JUGHEAD. He's not peeing in this photo, he just sits like a frog.
And the BABIES!
All of the other pups are 9 pounds. This guy is 12. I suspect he ate one of his siblings. He is a chub tub and, naturally, my ma ape's fave.
They all make funny faces when you pick them up.
Confused little beasties.
And even though it was raining Ty, SPCA Mascot, wanted to go skateboarding.
It was so damp it was more a combination of skating and surfing.
Now I am going to wish for the rain to GO AWAY.
Ain't No Sunshine
It has been raining for a million days straight.
And the Cornhuskers lost to Texas Tech.
This corgador needs some cheering up.
I'm going to beg for snacks and listen to some good tunes. This is a song for my friend Narra who got her first title in herding last week.