Dog Vaccinations
Whew! I dodged one big bullet this morning. One of my people took me over to the dreaded dog doctor. YIKES! I was so nervous walking up to that building that I had to stop and poop.
I overheard him talking to the lady there about getting SHOTS! WHAT???? I absolutely HATE shots!!! Whose big idea was this anyway? No one asked ME!
Fortunately for me the line was long and I was given a reprieve. No shots today. Dang… guess that means I’ll be there again soon.
Tags: dog immunizations, dog vaccinations, keeping your dog healthyA Dog’s Opinion on Slip n Slides
My little people spread out their slip n slide today. I love it when they get that out because I have a long track of water to drink anytime I want.
Watching them hurl themselves to the ground and slide makes me laugh. They laugh too so apparently it’s fun.
I’m just glad they didn’t try to get me to slide! “Oscar don’t play dat!”
Tags: dog, dog opinions, dogs, dogs on slip n slides, opinions of dogsSelling dogs at a yard sale
My people are getting that crazy look in their eyes. It only happens about once or twice a year but each time it happens I know exactly what it means… GARAGE SALE. See all the stuff they have piled everywhere?
I heard of a man who sold his neighbor’s dog in a garage sale. HELLO???
Just to be safe I’d better hide out in my yard (so a neighbor doesn’t sell me) and protect all my toys (so my people don’t sell them).
Whew… hopefully I’ll make it through the weekend.
Tags: dog toys, dogs, man sells neighbor's dog, selling dogs at a yard saleSpoiled Dogs
For the record, I am not a spoiled dog. Don’t get me wrong, I am a little pampered (and who doesn’t like that?) but not spoiled.
I mean, just look at the picture. This is my yard. My people keep is very nice for me. It’s like heaven on earth and I wouldn’t want to live anywhere else.
There are several dogs on my street that are spoiled. I don’t really care to hang out with them. They think they are better than me. Life is too short to spend time with a dog like that.
Tags: pampered dogs, pampering your dog, spoiled dogs, spoiling your dogDogs Going Green?
This is a new neighbor of mine. He keeps telling me about how GREEN he is.
Now I’m not the smartest dog in the world but I could tell by looking at him that he is not green and I have NEVER seen a green dog.
Maybe no one has told him. Maybe he’s in denial. I think I’ll just let him think he’s green and hope he figures it out for himself.
Now I have another thing to be thankful for…. I’m a black dog and I know it.
Tags: dogs go green, green dogs, green pets, pet owners go greenPicking up after dogs
Today I watched one of my people pick up the little surprises I had left around my yard. Dogs love doing that… especially me.
Watching them do that always makes me laugh because they go in some big white thing (which I happen to think is so gross!) and then come out here and pick up my poop.
Seems to me that if they tried going out here with me they’d like it much more. There’s nothing quite like a cool breeze on your backside to make you smile. And here’s to smiling ALL day long!
Tags: dogs, how to pick up dog poop, picking up after dogsDog Manners
I like licking people. My people are best but sometimes I do lick others.
I’m not sure why, but I like it. Most seem to like it but some freak out.
Apparently I can give someone worms. ooooooooooo…. gross! I’ve decided that licking people on the cheek is best.
I’m a dog, but I do have manners. 
Dog Grooming
I heard my people talking about taking me to get a haircut.
WHAT???
They seem to think I’m looking a bit shabby.
I wonder if they’ve ever seen themselves? I mean, I know I stink but that’s just part of being Oscar.
I am what I am. Plus, I don’t want some stranger hacking away at the fur I’ve worked so hard to grow out.
Can’t we all just live and let live? Afterall, my long fur helps to sweep up the back patio and who wouldn’t like that?
Tags: dog grooming, dogsThe Difference Between Cats and Dogs
The Dog’s Diary
8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 PM - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
1:00 PM - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 PM - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 PM - Dinner! My favorite thing!
7:00 PM - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 PM - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 PM - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
The Cat’s Diary
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an Attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a “good little hunter” I am. Monsters!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of “allergies.” I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and Snitches.
The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released, and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously Retarded.
The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicate with the Guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an Elevated Cell, so he is safe.
**Now to those of you who think I wrote this I didn’t (I mean, have you ever seen me use color before???). I’m a dog and have no idea how cats think and could really care less. This was an email with no author. If you know the author feel free to comment and let the world know.
Tags: cats, differences between cats and dogs, dogsBeing a dog is great
Have you ever seen anything like this?
A few friends’ yards to the right there are several of these animals. I met one today and boy, I thought my friend, Duchess (the Great Dane) was tall!
He told me that he’s a horse and that his name is Ed.
The funny thing is that I saw a person sitting on top of him. OUCH!
I’m glad I’m not a horse. Being a dog is pretty great… at least no one sits on me!
Tags: dog