Happy Pit Boo Awareness Day!

Yesterday was Pit Boo Awareness Day and we went to the RALLY FOR HOPE at the Delaware SPCA! It was a motorcycle rally but I did not get to ride a hog even though I know the ladies wanted to see me in my leather chaps. Instead I went to the BBQ par-tay after the ride. I must say I did an excellent job of raising awareness, especially of my general awesomeness. I met many many friends including small children whose parents think I might eat their wee ones but I am totally gentle and nice and don't even knock them over with my big head. Here are some awesome friends:

This dude is a new at the SPCA but loves to be outside where he had maybe never really been before because he was totes scared.

PUPPY SCRUM!

No, puppies IN COSTUME scrum. Oh my.

I think this girl with the cow stuffie head was a zombie because she chewed on my jowls. True story.

Hubba hubba! This is Casper, the elderly greyhound. Her peeps were selling baby tees and greyhound coats! She was indifferent to me even when I offered to clean her nethers.

She spent most of her day relaxing. Smart lady!

Speaking of hot babes, this one came with the other rescue organizing the event, Companimals. She's wearing a Rally for Hope T-shirt, perhaps to keep me from her nethers.

And look at who I met! This is Narra. I'm good buds with her ape who was very nice and visited me on the regular while my ma ape was away this summer. She rocks as much as he does! We'll probably be besties because we have much in common because she is quite the athlete, just like me:

And her ape was selling some Art!

This bully boy is Ty, the resident boo-dog at the SPCA.

But the best part of the rally (other than ME) was BAR-B-QUE!!!

I hope you feel more aware already. I feel more hungry.

By the way, we will no longer be doing regular SPCA Saturdays here. Because they will have their own blog! Yeah, we're running an SPCA blog where we will share info about the dogs in residence! You can find it here. We'll let you know when we post things.

All Grown Up!

This is an ACTUAL pho-to of our ape's burpday on Saturday! She turned 18797, we think. Not sure if that is dog or ape years. She looks her age! We know that NOTHING makes her happier than making US happy so we gave her the opporchancitunity to make us happy and let her make us a burpday cake. And what did she make? WALLLLLLYMELON! Which, quite literally, drives Otis the Potus mad. And now we give you: Burpday Wallymelon, a performance in four parts!

One.

Two.


Three.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!.

And here is a song to remind our ma ape how old she is because she is an old lady:

Easy Like Sunday Morning!

Yesterday I was in a less than good mood about all this snow.

But today things are looking up!

It's not because the sheppys have become less insane.



Or less long-leggy agile and hard to keep up with than they were yesterday.


Especially after someone had the bright idea to get out their toys.

No, they're still hopeless.

But I have come to realize that when the weather is lousy, my ma ape can not be trolloping around at the SPCA with other dogs! Which means she has to play with us! So I decided, if you can't beat 'em, JOIN 'EM!


And you might think all I could do is watch.

But you would be wrong.

Wally always comes out on top!

That's just me, makin' some heat in the cold.

A Visitor from the North!

My Onkel Eric has come to visit me all the way from Norway! And he brought a very special present that I must show you!

Can you see how ho-hum humdrum things were the day he was to arrive.

Same old, same old regular obnoxious peppy sheppys.

I was wondering--would I remember my Onkel who I have not seen in over six years? (Answer: yes.)

And what presents might he bring me? I was hoping for smalahove, a Norwegian dish often served at Christmastime made of a sheep's head.


Or maybe a reindeer who could pull me around before I ate him?

Alas, he could not get either of these things through customs but he did bring us something really really wonderful...

Snow!! Piles and piles of it! For me to eat!


Still obnoxious sheppys but no more same old same old!


No more humdrum ho hum!

Look at the sheppys unable to keep up with me!


Hooray! And everyone is trapped in the house admiring ME! Feeding ME snacks!


Thanks for the prezzie Onkel Eric!

Papa was a Rodeo

Do these look like three dogs up to NO GOOD? You would be CORRECT!

That guilty look on the sheppy face can mean only one thing--she-nanigans and he-nanigans afoot! Oh yes. We entered Stage Five of Project Ma Ape's Heart Attack. This morning she was diligently packing and moving things and carrying them to the car. Then she was going to mow the lawn, dogs happily inside in the AC.

And she's mowing mowing mowing when she sees PEPPY SHEPPYS IN THE BACKYARD! She looks! Back door is shut! Which means the FRONT DOOR was pried OPEN by nefarious noses and dogs were SPILLING INTO THE STREET. Or, rather, taking advantage of their new found freedom to run into....their own backyard!

Here is my ma ape's actual reaction:



One dog was extra special good. Well, so it seemed. The ma ape found me just chillin' in the open doorway. She thought I was being extra good but really I was just waiting for the Senior Citizen's Affordable Taxi (S.C.A.T. CAB! Yes, they actually call it that) to carry me off on adventures!
Oh yes, we are rambling men. And if I hadn't been caught I would be long gone. No really. Here's one of my favorite songs about the wandering life:

Dog Days

I know that SOMEONE has really been dropping the ball with the blogging. It is really shameful. So I have many things to catch you up on.


First, the weather has taken a turn for the hot and muggy which does not please the corgador. Here I am having to take a rest break on the walk home from the field. These people have Florida Gators stuff on their cars so I always poop in their yard but they also have nice dewy grass to cool my belly and my jets (just not where I did #2).

The ma ape thought maybe we would enjoy a little pool time.

But I preferred to use it as a giant dog dish.

And my ma ape has been so busy she forgets to feed us (not really. We NEVER let her forget). Here I am after helpfully pulling the snacks out of the grocery bag on the floor. I said "Gimme a hand ma ape. Open this package and I'll feed myself." My ma ape did not find my efforts as helpful as I did. She said I had chutzpah showing her my pilfered goods.


Do you guys remember big ole Hercules from the SPCA? He had heartworm and was one skinny lab mix.

Well, he's feeling a lot better. Especially since he has TOYS.


My ape has been going all gushy over him which brought out my jelly. Until my friend Narra sent me something that I think is an excellent idea.

Mini-sulkies! (My ma ape says when I am on a die-t I am a mini sulky.)

I could have the Herc pull me around, especially on those hot days, and I'd never have to worry about keeping up with the peppy sheppys! Mush Mush!