Olympic Fever

I hope everyone has been lovin' the Pawlympics over at Lenny's blog. I have been on the edge of the couch every day checking out the GREAT competition. Whew! I also watch the Naked Ape Games and I read this story in the NYT with great interest. It is about how certain body types lend themselves to certain sports so people tend to look similar. I told my ma ape she should go into sumo wrestling. She was not amused. I decided to figure out what body types OUR bodies look like.

My sissy Ethel is a runner.

And she has always reminded me of the British distance runner and marathon record-holder Paula Radcliffe. I'm fairly certain that if we dangled a tennis ball in front of Ethel she could probably run a marathon.

My baby brudder Oscar is also a runner who can go really fast in spurts--but he likes to run ALL the time and he is really loud and proud and never gets tired.

And he kinda reminds me of Usain Bolt--the world's fastest man who won the 100 and 200 and likes to celebrate--which he has plenty of time to do while waiting for everyone to catch up.

I am a compact dude.

Ethel suggested I should look to weightlifters for my body type:

But I think I'm a dead ringer for Canadian diver Alexandre Despatie who is very muscley, especially in the legs.. Tell the truth--can you tell which is which?



As a part of my Olympic training regimen I have decided to adopt the Michael Phelps diet of 12,000 calories per day.

No more diets! I'm in training.

And just for my friend Ruby (and her mom), here's Michael Phelps and his dog Herman.

The Chillaxympics, Opening Ceremonies!

As many of you may know, Lenny (who has an impeccable human rights record) is hosting the PAWLYMPICS over at his blog and has events EVERY DAY. That is one ambitious wire guy! Some of us, however, live with Lazy Apes. Some of us may have been worried about the mandatory drug tests (I'm not naming names but someone does have some plump lips). I have commiserated with several of my pals who suffer from a similar malady (Apeus Slackus)--Stan Man, Sophie, and Joe Stains (representing the Republic of Gooberstan, The World [cuz she rules it], and the Yankees, respectively). We have decided that we will sit in the stands, drink beers, and heckle! It's going to be a GREAT TIME. I hereby call this the Chillaxympics. Because we are both chilling and relaxing! Anyone else who would like to join us, here is what you must do to celebrate the Dog Days of Summer:

1) Get in the stands and watch the Pawlympics over at Lenny's place! Hoot! Hollar! Heckle!
2) Prepare copious amounts of snacks, get some drinks from the Corgi Lounge!
3) Chill! Relax! Enjoy life!

Here is our team, representing the Dog's Republic of Wallymelon, in the opening ceremonies which involved the ceremonial eating the Frosty Paws and Blueberries and Wallymelon:



Our opening team member, ETHEL the EATER:


She's dainty but can get down to business when she needs to!

Oscar the Obnoxious! Who ate so fast we only got one picture!


And our anchor, WALLY TAMALE!


Often underestimated due to his advanced age he can down the 'paws like no other! You other dogs don't stand a chance when it comes to the Chillaxin'!


If you are participating in the Chillaxympics you may either send me a photo to post OR post one on your blog! Show us all how you are masters of the Chillaxing!