New Year, New Adventures!

Otis T. Potus reporting for blogging duty. We've had a wild and crazy couple of days! On New Years Eve I got into the car to try to find a date for the big night.

There are few things I enjoy more than a ride in the ole Rondo.

One of the things I love more is visiting the SPCA! No for reals! I love visiting the dogs and the peoples. This is my bestie Jack who took great care of me when I was living there.

And here's the other reason I like to go there--hot chicks! This is Ruby Roo! She was adopterated and returned. Some of you naked apes need a serious talking to.

She's a totally sweet girl at both ends.

With fine taste in men.

And she's a gal who knows what she wants.

Mostly she wants a boy to give chase!

Here we are chatting with JoJo, a resident GSD. I would have brought Ms. Ruby home but apparently four's a crowd, five's a heart attack for ma ape. I would be willing to trade in my two brudders for one Ruby. No deal.

I'll have to continue to admire her from afar.

Then New Year's Day we piled ALL the dogs in the Rondo. Good dogs in the backseat, bad dogs in the back!

We went here! Fair Hill, which is a big park with some horses, some peoples, some dogs and lots of open space. And deer poops. Mmmmmm.

We did walkies and everyone thought I would tucker out too fast because I refused to pace myself and barreled ahead full speed!

Nope, this Potus kept up with the crowd!

Play hard, nap hard! Happy New Year!

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!

What are Weekends for?

As many of you know, my ma ape abandons me every weekend to go spoil dogs at the SPCA. Last weekend she went to see Mamma Mia! and then went out to dinner and then there was a gas leak (at the restaurant, not in my ma ape) and so it took really long because they had to evacuate. You'd think she'd learn her lesson but last night she abandoned me AGAIN to go out for sushi. Here's my feelings on the matter:

So this morning I demanded a good walkie! Here's my leadout crew.

I'm thinking about getting a chariot. Then they could pull Caesar Wally! Here's a bee that I saw. I thought it might be the one that stung Ernest but this guy swore innocence so I didn't rough him up.

I had to teach the Big O a thing or two about roachin'


He has so much to learn.


But then it was time for the big suck-up. Bones! Look--Oscar conserves energy by eating lying down.


I see the early signs of doofusism setting in.


So tasty. But then we were interrupted by THUNDER BOOMERS. Jerks.

There'd better be something good planned for next weekend. Bones, roaching, ice cream, walkies, and NO THUNDER BOOMERS.