Saturday, February 28, 2009

February 28, 2009

People often ask me...

People often ask me what do I do for fun late at night when the tall guy goes to bed. Well, here's my secret: I don't let him go to bed. We can often be found up at 3 or 4AM having the BESTEST of times. I find that if I jump on the pillow where the tall guy is trying to sleep and let him know that I want to play*, he's always happy to oblige! Of course, I'm a bit sleepy the next day, but a quick nap a few hours after breakfast and morning playtime and I'm ready and raring to go again!

The tall guy is getting sneaky and taking me to the place where I can play with a bunch of other puppies thinking he will tire me out, but I've caught onto him. I just take a quick nap in the car on the way home and then when we get home, I'm ready to go for another 6 or 7 hours of NON-STOP fun!

*Note to all you other puppies reading this: I find that I sneak up on the bed and give a really loud bark, it makes my tall guy wake up a whole lot faster. My tall guy really seems to enjoy when I do that!

Friday, February 27, 2009

February 27, 2009

I'll never go naked again...

The tall guy said I needed to start wearing a COLLAR, so we went to the pet store and I picked out one that I liked. I chose this one because it has padding that won't rub up against my neck. Also, it has padding that I can eat when the tall guy isn't looking. I tried to get one with the studs all the way around, but the tall guy said he didn't feel like paying the vet bill when I swallowed them. So I chose the reflective red one, in case I decide to go out for a walk late at night. I am six months old this week, so I guess this was my birthday present. I wanted a 70" Sony LCD tv, but the tall guy said maybe for my 1 year birthday.

I just woke up from a nap when the tall guy took this picture. For some reason, he likes to take pictures of me when I first wake up. I keep reminding him how HE looks when he first wakes up, but he just keeps ignoring me.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

February 26, 2009

Waiting for lunch at a sidewalk cafe...

Yes, Tucson reminds me a lot of Paris. Everyday (well, every once in a while), the tall guy takes me out to eat at a sidewalk cafe. Today's outdoor lunch was at the famous Parisian/Tucson restaurant 'le Baggins'. The tall guy had a Philly Cheesesteak (but they didn't have any ketchup). I got to eat carrots, as evidently the things that go into a Philly Cheesesteak are not good for growing puppies. Although... I did find an old Milk Dud on the ground. Boy, did the tall guy grab THAT out of my mouth really quick. However, from what I could tell, it was going to taste pretty good. So, if you have any Milk Duds laying around your house that you aren't going to use, would you please send them to me? Thank you!

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

February 25, 2009

Riding in the car...

The chauffeur (the tall guy) and I have worked out a deal. If he takes me anywhere I want to go, I won't steal the car when he sleeps at night!

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

February 24, 2009

I don't know what just happened...
but it must have been funny!

Sunday, February 22, 2009

February 23, 2009

I'm Telling You...

There are these green things at the park that are amazing! If you walk up to them, all of a sudden, water just appears out of nowhere! It's like magic. But then again, it only happens if the tall guy is with me. Maybe HE'S magic. That would explain a lot! He keeps telling me that it must be the best water in the entire world because I drink so much. I don't have the heart to tell him I drink so much because I'm thirsty and that the water just tastes like water.

February 22, 2009

Got me a stick.

Walking down the road.

Could life get any better? :)

Oh, the tall guy is with me.
That makes it great!

Saturday, February 21, 2009

February 21, 2009

Jack Meets (and eats!) his Father
I got to meet my father yesterday. Boy, is he handsome! I can see where I get my good looks! :)

I think he is in the Navy, cause his name is Admiral. He must have been out to sea last August, so that explains why he wasn't there when I was born. Or maybe he's like Ricky Ricardo.

Anyway, he lives with his actual Mom (I got to meet her too - she's my grandmother!) and a really nice tall lady named Karen. Karen let me play with all of her puppies and run around in her big yard. They get to watch TV all the time. The tall guy won't let me watch tv, unless it's Top Chef or The Amazing Race. I don't know what an amazing race is, but I bet I would be really good at it!

Friday, February 20, 2009

February 20, 2009

'Why does my puppy eat dirt?'
An advice column by Jack
Your puppy eats dirt because you are a bad person. Your puppy can see into your heart and he knows that you went off your diet and ate all the Keebler Coconut Chocolate Chip cookies. Your puppy eats dirt because he knows that you got a chicken biscuit this morning at McDonald's and did not give him even a crumb. Your puppy eats dirt because you wouldn't let him eat the babies playing in the park this morning.

Mainly, your puppy eats dirt so you will have to go ALL THE WAY to the other end of the park to find the doggy water fountain and let him stay outside and play for a little while longer.

This ends today's 'Advice from Jack' column. Until next time...

Thursday, February 19, 2009

February 19, 2009

Near the park where I live is a big pile of red dirt. I have no idea why! But then again, I don't know why there's a lot of things. But it's fun none the less!

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

February 18, 2009

I look GOOD!

I was watching the big dog show on the tv the other night and I was noticing how the other puppies were standing when all the people were looking at them. So, I decided to practice.

Now if I can just get the tall guy to start buying a collar that fits me. I think he thinks I'm already grown up!

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

February 17, 2009

Yes, I am happy!

Every time I get around people, my tail starts moving really fast! I wonder if I'm allergic to new people.

Monday, February 16, 2009

February 16, 2009

One of my favorite places to nap is right next to the door where the tall guy keeps all the good treats and stuff.
I put my ear under the door so I can hear if any of the cookies are trying to escape!

Sunday, February 15, 2009

February 15, 2009

I know I'm not supposed to be on the bed...

but now that I'm up here, what am I supposed to do?

Saturday, February 14, 2009

February 14, 2009

What channel is Animal Planet?

After a hard day of hanging with the hounds, playing with the puppies, digging with the dogs, I like to come home and kick back in the BARK-o-lounger and watch Top Chef. Go Carla!!

Friday, February 13, 2009

February 13, 2009

I am getting very smart!

The tall guy has to spell out words that he doesn't want me to hear. But I already know a lot of words. I know 'W-A-L-K' and 'R-I-D-E' and 'C-O-O-K-I-E'. The only one I haven't figured out yet is 'A-D-H-D'. The tall guy uses that a lot, especially when I'm running around in circles outside and he's trying to catch me to bring me back inside. I think it means he's trying to watch something on tv.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

February 12, 2009

The Long Cold Tucson Winters...

The tall guy said we live in the 'desert'. When I Googled that word on his laptop, it said it was a hot, dry place. I'm gonna have to speak to someone about making a correction!

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

February 11, 2009

Злейший человек снежка
Русский трагичный рассказ
"Что то?" спрошенному Jack.

Я должен открыть его!

Белый ангел смерти!

Я защищу высокорослую ванту любой ценой!

Я съем мозги сразу от головки!

Я победил вас, oh большинств злейший человек снежка!

It really loses a lot in the translation.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

February 10, 2009

See the red thing I am wearing?

Boy, did it taste good!! :)

Note from the tall guy:
Not to worry, he didn't EAT it.
He just chewed through it.
*($22.95 - Petco)

Monday, February 9, 2009

February 9, 2009

Puppy Play!

In which the tall guy reluctantly makes an appearance.

BTW, the music has nothing to do with the video. I just like it.

Sunday, February 8, 2009

February 8, 2009

It's all mine!
Sofa? Mine.
Pillow? Mine.
Tall guy's sunglasses? Mine.
Any paper I can find? Mine.
Car keys? Mine.
Baseboards that need to be chewed? Mine.
Your toes? Mine.
Underwear in the laundry basket? Mine.
Anything left on the kitchen island that I can now stand up and reach?
Oh, let's just make it easy and say it's all mine.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

February 7, 2009

I have NO idea...
why I have this silly look on my face! I must have thought of something 'amusant'. Or maybe I'm just eating a bug.

Friday, February 6, 2009

February 6, 2009


This is one of my favorite places to smell when I go for a walk at the park.

It reminds me of Cinnabon only without the cinnamon, pecans, and frosting.

Actually, I think it's more because of this.

And speaking of this, not yet! :)

Thursday, February 5, 2009

February 5, 2009

As you can see...
I live near the mountains. The tall guy took me up to the mountains one time and it was really cool (literally, there was snow all over the place!) I keep waiting for us to go back up there, but the tall guy seems more interested in doing his TEXAS. Something about having to pay money to the government. Well, I don't know about TEXAS, but if it's half as nice as the mountains, I wouldn't mind going there either.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

February 4, 2009


The tall guy keeps asking me why I am all sprawled out.
I just look at him, as I have no idea what 'sprawled out' means.
I think he just makes up words to see what I'll do.
He should stop using made-up words and
use words like 'cookie' a whole lot more.

(Just in case you were wondering, this is my 5 month/1 week picture!)

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

February 3, 2009

You should go to the park every day.

And lie in the grass,
And smell all the smells,
And watch all the people,
And listen to the sounds,
And smile,
And, maybe, if no one is listening,
Give a little happy bark.

Monday, February 2, 2009

February 2, 2009

I am just amazed...

Who knew that there were birds that could swim?
I wanted to go swim with them, but the tall guy said the water was dirty.
I guess that's what happens when you get a bunch of birds in there.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

February 1, 2009

The tall guy said I needed to practice my 'grrrrr' face. I told him to take a picture so I could see how I was doing! I told him I followed the Stanislavsky System and that we would have to discuss my motivation before I could 'be the grrrrrr'. Then I bit him on the knee.