Ethel in the Evening!

Ok so my blog title is not so ALLITERATIVE. So WHAT? I've got FREE VERSE! Anyway--look at this ANNOYED ETHEL:

Why am I SO ANNOYED? Because I have to live with two STINKY BOYS (is there any other kind?) And they get to blog more than ME even though I am LOUDER. I will TELL YOU about THEM.

Look, they are such softies they snuggle when they eat. GROOOOOOSSSSS:

And Wally taught him stupid goofy faces:

And Oscar always does what other dogs do like he learned about sticks from his friend Tuchuck and now he runs around like this ALL THE STINKIN TIME:


I did NOT teach him anything naughty:


And everyone says we look THE SAME:




I see no resemblance!


I AM A UNIQUE BEAUTY.

And Randay--I questioned your TASTE when you fell for WALLY but now you want more OSCAR. OMD! GIRLFRIEND, you need to CHECK IT before you WRECK IT! WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?

The Three Musketeers.

My baby brudder Oscar is a teenager which means he has a lot of pent up energy and very little impulse control. So he's supposed to be resting his neutered/spayed/cryptorchid gut but he wants to play. So my ma ape decided to tempt fate and let him play a little bit today. Yay! That means a trip to the field!

And we're off! (Who wants to pull me in a wagon?)

Ahhhh. Relaxing in the shade. Oscar needs some maxing and re-laxing lessons.

Like so many teenage dudes, my baby brudder has nothin on his mind but chasing girls. My sissy, in particular:

And lets his tongue hang out in a decidedly doofus manner:



Also he could take some handsome lessons from me:

On the way home I played flat basset:

And the O-Man joined in. Baby brudder with big brudder:

And when we got home the baby and the sissy conspired to play MORE:

He can fit her entire neck in his mouth. And she lets him.

But she makes him work to get there.

And Ethel does a wicket shark impression.


I'm tired just watching this crap.

The Casanovador

Tonight I am watching a show on Nature called "What Females Want."


I. Will. Be. Unstoppable.

My heart's aflutter!

This little dude is trying to close his eyes....


Get out all the yawns...


And drift off into dreamland to dream about...

A little slice of heaven he saw a glimpse of on the internets today...



Oh Sam, must you and your ice cream be so beguiling?

One of the Best Days of the Year!

What is one of the most important days EVER! TODAY! It's my girl Samantha's BURPDAY! And her burpday is exactly ONE WEEK before MINE! Is that coincidence? NO! It's kismet. In honor of my special girl, here's a song I picked out for my girl called "In Spite of Ourselves."



Here are some of the lyrics:

She don't like her eggs all runny
She thinks crossin' her legs is funny
She looks down her nose at money
She gets it on like the Easter Bunny
She's my baby I'm her honey
I'm never gonna let her go

Here she is, the most beautiful basset babe in the world!

Have a great one Sam! (And everyone else can dog pile on her here to wish her a happy one, too!) Let our burpday week begin!

I am the MOST LOVEREST!

HI! I'm ETHEL and I LOVE TENNIS BALLS! SeconDARily I love BOYFRIENDS. Look what MAXY WROTE FOR ME!

You are the beautiful color in my soul,
The music that resounds in my heart,
The kibble that fills my bowl,
The self of my heart from which I cannot part.

No one's haunches are more lucious,
No one's ball drive is more driven,
No one's smile is more capricious,
No one's love for which I'm more striven.

Be mine this valentine...

Thy own Maxey

MY BROTHER said that MAXY is superduper smartalicious for rhyming luscious and capricious! I don't EVEN KNOW! I only KNOW that it makes my HEART go pitter-patter, but not all JACKED UP pit-pit-pit-pitterpatter like WALLY who has an ARRHYTHMIC HEART cuz it CAN'T DANcE!

And my Gibraltar Gentleman Pippa made THIS


Oh look that's GOOD STUFF! So it's YOUR TURN THIRD BOYFRIEND TUCHUCK!

Happy VD!

Beef Hearts are Red
Berries are Blue
You Just got Drool from Wally ON YOU.

Happy Heart Day to ALL my buds! Ethel sends special smoochsmooches to her main dawgs Pippa n' MaxyV n' Tuchuck and to her BFF Penny. I would like to send special love to my smoochable poochables SophieB, RANDAY, Narra and the Corgi Girls. Also to my Bromances Stan, Buster, Sherms, and Peanut. Cuz dudes need love too!

And I got a little something something for my special short-legged sweetie, SA-MAN-THA! (Everyone else close your eyes!)

Junk in the Trunk!

My New Team

Well, my Cornhuskers went down in flames (not literally, though I am craving roasted Corn). But my Sophina La Brador has come to my rescue with fantastic news! The Saskatchewan ROUGH RIDERS have made it into the GREY CUP--the Canadian version of the Super Bowl. Leave it to the Canadians to name their major football game the "Grey Cup." NO! The world of sports is black and white!

Um, sorry, I got distracted. As I was saying, the ROUGH RIDERS, whom I love because I believe myself to be rough and TOUGH are going to be playing for the championship! And, I thought to myself, surely they will need a ROUGH RIDIN' mascot. So I am waiting 1) for a call from the Cornhuskers who will be needing a new coach tomorrow and 2) to hear from the Rough Riders calling me into duty!

In particular, Ms La Brador has just informed me that the ROUGH RIDERS fans wear hollowed out WALLYMELONS on their heads during games! So I am hereby offering my services. I will be your mascot, running onto the field for inspiration and entertainment during time outs, halftime and commercial breaks, AND I will do the difficult task of hollowing out these Wallymelons! I could not find a picture of the Wallymelon hats (though much time was wasted in their pursuit, and I tried to convince my ma ape to make one and wear it, to no avail)


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I did find a picture of a Wallymelon Football Salad. GO ROUGH RIDIN' WALLYMELON!

for MAX

my SCAREDY CAT brother is hiding under the laundry because of the thunder boomers so i'm TAKING OVER HIS BLOG. this picture is for MAX V. and also for Pippa cuz my brother said I can have a boyfriend in every port and Pippa is in Spain and MaxV is in Michigan and those are not the same ports. What's a port? and then Wally told me though that I can't under any circumstances root for Spain if they are playing Les Bleus in the soccer (football) or he'll spill my deep dark secrets to MaxyV (I don't know what they are but he looked like he meant business) and he said I can never ever EVER root for the Michigan Wolverines in that other football or I can't have any more chicken backs. which is weird because he can't even get into the freezer without our ma ape so I don't know how he'd do that. wait, what was I saying?

oh, here's a picture of ME for my admirererers.

ethel RULEZ