The Story of the First Thanksgiving

This is the first thanksgiving. Our first thanksgiving without Wally, who was a big fan of the pawliday. (Read about it here). And our first thanksgiving with two newcomers in a new land, Otis and Edgrr. We thought we would share with you the story of The First Thanksgiving.

Oscar and Ethel had lived in the New World for a long time (like decades in dog years!) and they welcomed newcomers, even these new arrivals with their strange was and most unusual colors. But these newcomers were ALWAYS hungry and needed many foodables to sustain themselves. And so a feast was prepared to welcome them to their new world!

Quails! With pumpkins, green beans, and sweet potatoes, the bounty representative of our native foodables, grown (bought) in the native soil (Trader Joe's).

And a bounty for all the dogs! Even the lil' ones who had a hard time with their birds.

Now let's give some thanks!

Ethel gives thanks for tennis balls, girls nights out, meatables, for being a girl, and for closets to hide from her brudders.

OBST gives thanks for being a perpetual teen queen, for brudders who let him put them in his mouths, for foodables of all sorts, for ma apes to cling to, and for patient apes.

Otis gives thanks for snuggle balls, foodables of all sorts, for wallymelons, for the SPCA, for naps, for giant heads and the apes who cannot resist them.

Edgrr gives thanks for toetoes to bite, for granNEs who love corgis, for brudders to annoy, for all kinds of foodables, and a yard to do zoomies in.

Happy thanksgiving! Don't forget to give your shout outs!

I Didn't Do It.

A Photo Essay by Otis T. Potus.








This post dedicated to Rulon Mooch who also didn't do it.

My Green Thumb

Many of you may not know that I am a MASTER GARDENER. I love all things garden. Especially the shade of the mater plants and watering the cuke leaves with my, ahem, organic water. Here is part of my garden, the part with cucumbers, okras, and jalenpeno PEPPERS. I don't like to eat the peppers but I might see if my brudder will. Just cuz.


Here is my eggplant! I have never seen a purple egg before but I'm looking forward to that omelet. Or maybe a quiche.

Maters! As you can see, my ma ape put them in crates but she crated them TOO LATE and now one of them is too big and unruly to put in a crate. Like my baby brudder! Ha!

And this is a loverly cucumber flower. The cucumber plants are CRAZY big. My ma ape is a little afraid of them. So are the okras.

I decided it would be important to impart my wisdom to baby brudder Oscar Bean so I decided to teach him the Art of Gardening.

First you have to pick an appropriate plot of ground.

Then you gently turn over the soil to make it soft enough to dig up.


Ahhhh..then you settle into the cool patch of just turned over soil and watch the ma ape sweat it in the garden.

Oscar seems to be a quick study.

My Green Thumb

Can you tell what this is a picture of?


Dog in the garden!

I got too hot chewing my bone in the outside so I decided to chill in the gardenables. Here I am peeking between pepperable leaves in the shadow of the oprahs.


Added advantage? If I get hungry I can just munch on tomatoables.


I'm so cute I don't even get in trouble.


Phhhhbt! You can't get to me, Hot Sun!

Too Hot To Handle

The title of the post sounds like it is about me but I am actually talking about the weather. It is hot, humid, and awful. Look, even my sissy who NEVER stops moving, takes it easy in the outside. Obviously so does my ma ape since the lawn needs to be mowed! She's so embarrassing.



And I have to DIG to find a comfy spot to rest. (Note: we don't actually spend all day in the outside. Far from it. We try to find respite from the heat after being out there for 2-3 minutes! Then we run inside as fast as we can and go sit in front of the fan. Ahhhhh.)


Here is something that likes the heat--our Oprah plants! (Someone asked if okras are the same as ladyfingers--yup! They are not actually the fingers of ladies, though.) And the beeables like the oprah flowers.


Oooooh. Pretty. The Oprah plants are taller than my ma ape now (which is not saying much, let me tell you).


And our maters are running wild! The mater plants have outgrown their crates and are spilling out all over. Like me, they don't like being in cratables and want to run free.


Soooo...what is the best thing for this heat? ICE CREAM, of course! And the Airedale Rescue of North Texas is having a competition that my lazy ma ape keeps forgetting about! You can read about it and enter your own picture here. I scream, you scream, get off your bum and get me ice cream, ma ape!

Sundays are for Smooshing

As suggested, I am working on the cover art for my new book Inside Wally's Melon. And by "I" am working on it, I mean Mr. J has fired up his Photoshop and is working in the Wally-directed sweatshop in our living room (no Daily Show until it is done, Mister!) My book is the memoir of a dog forced to live in a world (temporarily) ruled by the naked apes (until the era of President Ernest is ushered in). I am thinking about having a chapter on some of my favorite recipes. We do BARF (Biologically Appropriate Raw Foods) so many of my recipes would read: "Take quail out of package. Hand quail to Wally" which is what I did for dinner. However, my ma ape imagines herself to be a Canine Gourmet (chef FOR canines, not OF!) and makes wonderfully complicated potions that include loads of supplements and assorted add-ons. So I'll give you a preview some of my favorites that we made on Sunday. And by "we" I mean I cracked the whip while my ma ape worked in the kitchen-sweatshop.

First is VEGGIE SMOOSH. These are some of the things that go into it:


Basically most vegetables are good, though NO ONIONS and my ma ape limits some veggies (like maters and eggplantables and green pepperables) because they can aggravate inflammation like arfritis (which I have). My ma ape always adds a little garlic. There's some info out there that garlic is bad for us but also a lot of info that it's good for us and some places even sell garlic and brewer's yeast tablets for preventing creepy crawlies. In large quantities, garlic may cause anemia but if you look at most high-end dog foods they contain some garlic. We did not get that WHOLE head of garlic. Above you also see kale greens, cukes, zucchini, and parsley.

Now, the problem with this veggie garden is that we dogables do not digest whole vegetables well but mooshing them makes them more "bioavailable." So my ma ape puts 'em in a blender with some chicken broth (mmmmm) and whole eggs. WHOLE EGGS??? Yup--the shells have loads of calci-yum.


Then she puts them into ice cube trays and makes freezable veggie cubables. (May also add nutritional yeast, flax seed, blackstrap molasses before freezing or, splash with Apple Cider Vinegar in bowl.)

Next comes FROOT SMOOOSH.


WALLYMELON! and Bananas, mangoables, and cherriables and blueberries (not pictured). Fruitables have loads of anti-ox-idants. I explainted to my ma ape that I might want oxes cuz they might have bull pizzle that I could catch and send to GooberStan but ma ape said These Oxes are Bad. She adds frozen cherries. Cherriables are supposed to have anti-inflammatory properties--good for dogs with arfritis (me!). She gets frozen cuz they're cheaper. A commenter came by to warn about diabetables (and I think warned Pippa too) but froot is perfectly good for us in moderate quantities. Canine diabetes is mostly genetic and can be brought on by being overweight but I'm not. And my sissy is a skinny minny.

I had to taste test the Wallymelon:



It meets my standards so into the blenderable for moooshin!

Pour into ice cube trays and into the freezer. In the freezerable there are bags of opaque brown cubes (frosty paws!), transparent brown cubes (brothables), red cubes (froot smoosh) and green cubes (veggie smoosh!). My ma ape got a BIG freezer to hold our meatables so she would have room in her peoplefreezer for her gardenburgers and Soy Delicious and Morningstar farms snausage but now her freezer is full of CUBES! Haha!

Now, here is one of the tastiest dishes that I know and love!


Yup, that's my girl SA-MAN-THA! from the Brat Pack. And yes, she is eating Wallymelon. Now excuse me, I have to go fan myself.

Caught Red Pawed!

Oh my Dog! Who is that IN the garden? Someone MOVED the little green fence with his paw..


And is making himself at home between the tomatoes and the peppers!


Who....me?


Someone must have decided that the vege-tables should get all of the shade and the damp ground.


Ethel is shocked:



Someone call Anti-Pesto:

Wally's New Stuff, pt. 3

Look! It's the VEGGIE KILLER. It is on the right. It grinds up the vegetables and the fruit-ables that go with my meat-ables for dinner! The ma ape has to grind them up into mush with a little chicken broth that she puts with my meats because my sissy is picky and doesn't like vegetables. Also, grinding them up makes them more bio-available for dog bellies. Whatever that means. Tastier, I hope. My ma ape told me that the VEGGIE KILLER came from the Amazon which is a long way to come. It's also strange because we get a lot of books from the Amazon. They're very busy down there.

On the left is the margaritarator. It grinds up the ice and the tequila which we do not get with our meats no matter how much we beg.

Here's where the vegetables live and some day we will eat them (some day, unless the ma ape's black thumb kills 'em). It's hard to see from the picture but there are okras, peppers, tomatoes eggplants, garlic chives, cilantros and basils. I like ALL of these things.

Here's a teeny tiny tomato bud! I keep my eye on it every day to watch it grow. One day it will be a grown-up tomato. And then I will eat it.

And before you think I'm vegematarian, here's a picture of me eating some chicken in a lovely bed of green. My right ear is all goopy from my ear medication.

And here is my sissy eating her sexy(chicken)back. She is not so ladylike when she eats. She learned from the best (me!)