Thursday, March 25, 2010

Technical Difficulties.

This blog has been temporarily suspended.

As one of us has lost his battle with gravity.

And we are attempting to get him tipped upright.

So embarrassing.

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Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Trouble is Our Middle Name

This is Ethel's "Bad Girl" position indicating naughtiness has transpired. There was an incident this afternoon. She had an accomplice. (I don't know why my picture is here as I am so obvs innocent of all charges).

After 5 years of trying with all her might to do it, she finally got a squirrel (artist's rendering, actual death scene much more gory, much less Anna Nicole Smith-y):

And our ape looked like this (disturbingly accurate artist's rendering):

Yup, we're in deep deep trouble.

We are seeking legal counsel. Will trade one Otis for representation.

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Sunday, March 21, 2010

Wally, the Morgan Years

HI DOGS! Wally mostly started blogging (and joined DWB) after I--Ethel Jean--was on the scene so you may not know about sissy Morgan who adopterated Wally in Seattle. She was a lab/sheppy mix (a gateway dog to PEPPY SHEPPYS). We found some OLDIES but GOODIES to share!

This is them at the dog park in Seattle where Ernest goes now! Wally liked to herd her and would pull Morgan's tail to keep her from running into the water. Morgan was the original fetching queen! And she could swim better than me in that I don't like swimming at all.

And here they are sleeping on dirty laundries!

And more begging! They sure like the begging.


Haha. Wally looks HUGE here.

And here is Wally in a bananananandana for 5K walk he did in Seattle! Whoa.

And bellying up to the bar AFTER the walk!

This has been the latest installment in Vintage Wally! We are like VH1 and into lots of NOSTALGIA!

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Woooooing Ladies, Brudder Style

So this kind Ike fellow has given me some advice that if I want a girlfriend I should probably stop making out with my brudder/wingman.

And stop gazing lovingly into one another's eyes.

And whispering sweet nothings into his ear.

And nuzzling him softly.

So here is our less tender side. We call it the pig in a blanket roll!

Arr arr arr!
Get the momentum going...


What do you think of us NOW, ladies?

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