Posts Tagged ‘DawgMom’

See ya WordPress, we got a new bloggie!

April 10, 2009

FINALLY! We got that lazy DawgMom of ours to do something for once! We told her we were advertisin’ for a new secretary & why we were advertisin’ & she finally agreed to get off her lazy butt & tend to our problem!

She made us a new bloggie over on blogger because one of her excuses was that wordpress is just too hard to deal with sometimes. She already had her own bloggie on blogger & she finally figured out how to have 2 bloggies under our 2 different names, hers & ours! So we have a new bloggie address!

Our new bloggie is called “Kids In Dog Suits” just like this one & the new addy is http://thetnbullterrors.blogspot.com ya’ll be sure to stop by there!

We will keep this bloggie up, but we’ll be postin’ from the new one from now on. We’re sorry to make ya’ll change yer links & everything, but this is the only way we can get Mrs Lazy DawgMom to keep up with OUR things! She got us a new email address all our own too, no more sharin’ wth her dumb ol’ business email. You can email us at tnbullterrors@gmail.com

Mrs Lazy Butt ..er DawgMom promises to get all our linkies & stuff fixed to our new bloggie & she also promises to let us visit yer bloggies more since it’s supposed to be easier from blogger. We’ll be commentin’ on yer bloggies & lettin’ ya’ll know & we let them know over at Dogs With Blogs too.

So, goodbye WordPress, ya done good fer a while, but we’re off to better places!

Feather, Darla & Pappy, the TN Bull Terrors

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WANTED~ A new secretary!

April 6, 2009

Must be willing to work tirelessly to meet OUR needs. Must be able to do what WE say and only what WE say. Must come bearing treats of all kinds. Must be able to type and update our bloggy. Must give ear scritches and belly rubs. Must not have any hobbies or other things to do. And most importantly… MUST work just for the pure joy of being around us TN Bull Terrors!!

This is the ad we are putting in the newspaper and all over bloggy land! DawgMom has gotten to be so lazy and so full of excuses and we’re tired of it. We keep telling her our bloggie needs to be updated at least every other day and that we HAVE to go visit all the other doggy-bloggies. This is getting ridiculous, she’s always got some kind of excuse about why she is not doing those things. This is the latest excuse…

Dumb Ol' Lamp

Dumb Ol' Lamp

fan lamp lit

fan lamp lit

She’s been making these things for days now. She says she has to get them finished for her kennel club dog show in May. They are the trophies for Group 1 placements. Well, who cares? We need to blog! We need to visit blogs! We need to play in the mud! We need ALL her attention! Doesn’t she know that? So, we’re lookin for a new secretary!

Don’t get us wrong, she’s a great DawgMom. We don’t want to get rid of her, we just want her to do as WE say. She loves us, she feeds us good, she does give us belly scratches all the time, but she’s a rotten secretary. I mean she really is. One excuse after another, “She has to work so we can eat” (what does her workin have to do with OUR eatin?) “She has to finish these lamps” She has to take a nap. Well, the naps aren’t bad since we loves us some naps with DawgMom. But really, if she can’t handle the most simple task of our bloggin, the least she can do is let us have the ‘pooter to do it ourselves or get us another, more willing secretary. Don’t you think?? Peggy Sue can’t help, all she does is lay on DawgMom’s lap and watch Andy Griffith while she’s supposed to be workin on the ‘pooter.

Peggy Sue watching TAGS

Peggy Sue watching TAGS

Then there’s this problem with not keepin up with our Twitter account. How hard is it to sign on and tell every-bully what’s goin on here in TN? It’s not, so why can’t she just keep up? If ya’ll have any suggestions we’d appreciate hearing them. Like I said, we don’t want to get rid of her as a DawgMom, we love her and she loves us, she just needs to get her priorities straight. Bull Terrors~FIRST! DawgMom’s dumb things~SECOND!

Some of you have asked to see some of our other brothers and sisters. Well, tryin to get that lazy secretary of ours to do much more than she is already NOT doin is nearly impossible, but we did get her to find a picture of Chief, our Chinese Crested brother in his pajamas. Yep, he wears flannel jammies when it’s chilly outside, they even have little ducks on them. Can you imagine havin to wear jammies and all the other dawgs laughin at you? He thinks they are being nice, but they are really makin fun of him. We do. It’s not as bad as havin to wear a diaper, but it is pretty funny, especially since Chief thinks he’s lookin so cool. Wonder if Lacie has jammies? HHMMMM. If we can get lazy butt DawgMom to go ask her, we’d know the answer to that most important question.

Chief thinks he's cool.

Chief thinks he's cool.

Here’s Chief’s mother Racy, hangin out at a dog show last year. She loves that bed, and she thinks she’s hot to trot when we are at the dog shows. Everyone fusses over her and tells her how boo-timous she is.

Chief's Mama, Racy

Chief's Mama, Racy

She loves that bed!

She loves that bed!

So, if any of ya’ll know where we can find a secretary that will put our needs and concerns above everything else, will ya’ll please let us know??

Darla Jean lookin for a secretary

Darla Jean lookin for a secretary

Honesty is the best policy

February 27, 2009

(*From DawgMom~Don’t know what the deal is with wordpress today, but I can’t seem to keep the fonts all the same color or things centered the way I want so….)

Wow! Imagine our surprise when we found out Sushi, Dolby & Murphy gave us an award! How cool is that?! There are rules (of course, ain’t there always rules?) So here we go…….

honest-scrap-award

“When accepting this auspicious award, you must write a post bragging about it, including the name of the misguided soul who thinks you deserve such acclaim, and link back to said person so everyone knows he or she is real. Choose a minimum of 7 blogs that you find brilliant in content or design. Or improvise by including bloggers who have no idea who you are because you don’t have 7 friends. Show the 7 random victims’ names and links and leave a harassing comment informing them that they were prized with “Honest Weblog”. Well, there’s no prize, but they can keep the nifty icon. List at least ten honest things about yourself. Then, pass it on!”

DawgMom had to play the stupid draw straws game to see which one of us got to tell the truth and Pappy won. But then Feather got the great idea that we could all take turns telling the truth about ourselves! And since there’s 3 of us, we’ll do 4 each, that’s the only fair way to do it & it keeps whiney baby Pappy quiet for a while. So here we go:

Feather’s confessions:

1) I started my life off with LOTS of health problems. I have grain allergies & demodectic mange that are being managed now with our Raw Diet.

MMM Chicken Livers, see my big bowl?

MMM Chicken Livers, see my big bowl?

 

 

2) I love it when DawgMom holds me on her lap like a baby. Nevermind that I weigh 61 pounds & it makes her legs go to sleep, it’s comforting to me & that’s all that matters, ain’t it??Camping in Gettysburg, PA

3) I “talk” ALOT! I can make Wookie sounds, cry baby sounds & I can even do elk calls if we ever decide to go elk hunting.

 See? I can talk!

 

 

 

 

4) I am white, but not if I can help it. I try to do things to stay in fashion. I was even purple one time!

 Purple is my color, don't you think?

Darla’s Confessions
1) I am a Daddy’s girl, BIG TIME!
 

Me & Dad winning BOV at a dog show

Me & Dad winning BOV at a dog show


2) I am a supervisor & I take my job seriously, especially making sure that our new house in the woods is being done right.

Did that tile man get the new kitchen floor layed right??

Did that tile man get the new kitchen floor layed right??

3) I loves, loves, LOVES me some ribscicles! DawgMom makes sure we always have ribscicles in the freezer & boy oh boy are they gooood!

I LOVES me some ribscicles!!

I LOVES me some ribscicles!!

4) I am bootimous & I know it! DawgMom even left a mirror out so I can gaze upon myself whenever I want to.

Just look at that bootimous Bullie girl!

Just look at that bootimous Bullie girl!


Pappy’s confessions:
 1) I am the baby of the bunch, I just turned 1 year old on the 25th! DawgMom gave me a cool new birfday toy that I use for a pillow at night.

Cool new birfday combo pillow/toy

 

 

2) I can cover my ownself up with a bankie when I’m ready to take a nap.

It's chilly, where's my bankie?.

 

3) I hate, hate, HATE chicken livers! They are nasty no matter how DawgMom tries to fix them. I WILL NOT eat them, no way, no how. But I do love me some cottage cheese & bananas, it’s so good I always manage to get it all over my nose.
Cottage cheese on my nose.
Cottage cheese on my nose.

 4) I am so ready for spring & I am sick of my swimming pool being empty, so I fixed that dumb old pool but good. Bet it won’t hold water now!!

I showed that dumb waterless pool!

I showed that dumb waterless pool!

 Now, we have to choose 7 bloggies to give this award to and we chose:

Bolo that cool Shar Pei, Daisy the bootimous Pink girl, Gavin & Patty the Bull Terriers, Rudy Tootie the Agility Bedlington, Stanislaw the raw meat eater, Nigel & his crew and All Them Whippets.

If you have already gotten this award, sorry for the double up, and if someone can tell us how to get this award in our sidebar, we’d appreciate it. DawgMom tends to get a little silly about trying to figure things out on this here ‘puter sometimes.

Hucklebutts & good times to all,

Feather Louise, Darla Jean & Pappy Joe

 

 

 

 

 

 

Shameless? Us? What’s yer point?

February 14, 2009

 

Glad yer home~Pappy style

Glad yer home~Pappy style

We have been called many things. Sometimes it’s true, sometimes it’s false, sometimes it’s just plain stoopid. Now, we sometimes take offense at some of the things, but we WILL admit if it’s true. Some examples of “Just Plain Stoopid”~~ 

People see Feather and say What is that? A pig?(eyes roll) Please! A pig? I don’t see a curly tail on Feather Louise, do you? (altho she acts like one sometimes, see below) They have asked DawgMom “Is that a DOG?”  No, it’s a hippo on a leash~Here’s yer sign. They’ve asked if we bumped our heads on something, one lady even asked “Are they made that way?”No, DawgMom watches QVC alot and ordered a face-enhancer~(somebody hand me another sign, I ran out) We have a Bullie friend that tells us that some idiot woman asked his DawgMom if he was an armadillo? What the heck is an armadillo anyways?  Then there was the time The Papster was at the vet when he was a baby and some crazy cat lady looked at his little bum and said “He’s got a fat rear doesn’t he?” He turned to look at her and she was all flustered and said “Oh My, he’s got a fat front too”  She’s one of them that asked if he was made that way. But then, what do you expect out of a crazy cat lady??

Now sometimes DawgMom and DawgDaddy call us things too. Sometimes it’s good, sometimes it’s not so good. Like when we’re being cute, DawgMom calls us “shuggieplums” or something silly like that. She calls Feather~Weezy. She calls Pappy~Buddy Ro and she calls me Miss Jeannie. When we’re being monsters a little bratty, they sometimes use bad words. I swear sometimes I think my registered name might just be ‘DarlaDammit’. And if we’re REALLY bad, they use our whole names. That doesn’t happen very often, and when it does it’s usually the dumb Poodle’s fault. I mean, we hafta yell at him, we just hafta! Have you ever had a Poodle say bad words at you? It ain’t pretty, and he’s such a little drama queen! I mean, really, look at him, all prissed out in his fancy-schmancy clip and with his diaper on. A DIAPER!! He has to wear a diaper cause he doesn’t know how to keep all 4 on the floor and he cocks his leg on anything, INCLUDING us. Where does he get off being a drama queen anyway. Soooo, we hafta yell really loud at him, then DawgMom tells US to be quiet while the Drama Queen walks off laughin!

The Drama "Queen" in HIS diaper

The Drama "Queen" in HIS diaper

Now admit it, wouldn’t you hafta fuss at something that looked like that? I thought so. But, I digress….Today, we have been called ‘shameless’ and you know what? We ARE, cause we are shamelessly asking that you go over to Mango-Minster and leave a comment voting for us in his Bloggy Doggy dawg show. Your comment IS your vote. You can see pictures of all the contestants in the Terrier Group, and you will notice a running theme over there…..all them terriers seem to have beards! So us eggheads that look like armadillos need some support over there. Will you please go support the TN Terrors? And could someone find out just what the heck an armadillo is???

Actin like a pig beggin DawgMom's brekkie

Actin like a pig beggin DawgMom's brekkie

Is DawgMom ‘llergic too?

February 11, 2009
Tryin to help DawgMom to feel better

Tryin to help DawgMom to feel better

I think DawgMom must be ‘llergic to grains too, just like me. I heard her while she was on the phone, tell DawgDaddy  she had a “my-grain” headache. I don’t know what kind of grain a “my-grain” is, but it must be pretty yukky. Just look at that picture of DawgMom up there, look how bad her face looks, that “my-grain” must be really bad stuff. I can’t figure out why DawgMom keeps eatin them “my-grains” if they make her feel so bad and make such uggie faces. That was me last time she ate them grains tryin to help her feel better.  I been tryin to get ever’body in this house to be quiet, apparently when you eat “my-grains” you can’t stand noises. And of course, all these bratty little brothers and sisters only think about themselves and are tryin’ to boss DawgMom into letting them outside every 20 minutes. What’s up with that anyway?  I mean, us Bullies know how to be good, but not them little monsters, brats, brothers and sisters of ours. This is what Darla is doin so she don’t make too much noise, playin tent games. See her white stripe on her nose in the lower right corner?

Darla tryin to be quiet

Darla tryin to be quiet

 Maybe DawgMom needs to start eatin the raw diet like we do, then she won’t have them “my-grains” layin around, making her eat them. I’m just at my wit’s end tryin to figure out what to do for her. It worries me when she don’t feel good. I follow her everywhere she goes just in case she needs me or something. I know she appreciates me being so attentive, she told me I was her little “Scotch” not sure what that means, but she told DawgDaddy I was like a piece of tape on her butt. She said I was doing a good job takin care of her. It’s not really that hard, this is what we have been doing for most of the day.

We all try to help her if she needs it

We all try to help her if she needs it

That was last time she ate “my-grains” DawgDaddy sneaked in on us and took a picture of us all trying to be close and snuggie to DawgMom. I hope she feels better soon, it’s hard tryin to keep all the little monsters dogs in line around here by myself. I hope she will learn her lesson and stop eatin them “my-grains” I told her, she’s probably ‘llergic just like me. Well, it’s time for me to go get all the little brats dogs back in the house, then I’m off to go back to bed with DawgMom, I hope DawgDaddy doesn’t work late tonight, being a nurse is hard work.

Hucklebutts (quietly)

Little brothers and sisters….

February 8, 2009

can be a real pain in a Bullie’s butt sometimes. Remember how I told you we live here with little brothers and sisters, well I thought I would introduce one of them to you. See when DawgMom and DawgDaddy got married back in June of 2007, all of us became a family. DawgDaddy had 6 of us and DawgMom had 8 of us. We became something like a Doggie Brady Bunch. So I’d like you to meet Cissy. She is not the youngest, but she is pretty little, so I guess she would be like Cindy’s counterpart, their names are alike. She’s bratty like Cindy too.

Hoggin the bed

Hoggin the bed

Pappy says: Here’s the story of a lovely lady, who was bringing up 8 very lovely pups….

Darla says: Pappy!! Hush up! Feather’s tryin to tell a story!

Pappy: I’m tellin’ a story too, didn’t you hear me? “Here’s the story”??

Cissy says: Ya’ll knock it off! Feather is tryin to introduce me! Sheesh, ya’ll really are Bull TerrOrs!!

Feather says: Please ignore them, they are sooo rude! I’m gonna tell DawgMom not to give them any chicken feet tomorrow

Anyway, I was trying to say, when they got married, we all moved in together and all of us got along really good. Cissy is a little black Chiwawa, Chiwaawaa, Messican Taco Bell dawg, and talk about bossy, man is she ever! DawgMom says it’s because she came from such a bad past.

 DawgMom got her out of the animal shelter in D.C. and she was really sad. She was really scared of everybody and everything, she would scream, shoot a turd at the same time and try to bite anybody that came close to her. She was REAL skinny too and DawgMom says her first stoopid owner was mean to her.  That’s how come DawgMom named her Cissy, cause she was a sissy about everything. She was even afraid to go poop, she would start shaking real bad and start whining and when she finally couldn’t hold it any longer and did poop, she would run back in the house and hide under the bed shaking for a long time, like she was afraid she would get in trouble or something! She was afraid of everything. She’s not anymore though. DawgMom has had her for 6 years now and we think she is about 8 years old.

She's beggin, like always

She's beggin, like always

Now, Cissy thinks she is the boss of everything and everybody. She even bosses DawgDaddy sometimes, but he just laughs at her. She bosses me alot because I like to do my head-thing at her. I bow down so I’m real close to the ground like she is and shake my head back and forth at her. It drives her crazy! I think it’s funny and take off hucklebutting all through the house just to make her chase me. She’s like a piranha on crack! All you can see is big white streak (me) with a little black and white flash (Cissy and her teeth) running behind and she sounds like an over grown bumble bee when she growls and snarls. It’s is just too funny.

Pappy says: Till the one day when this lady met this fellow, and they knew it was much more than a hunch…

Darla says: Will ya KNOCK IT OFF! I’m trying to hear Feather!

Pappy says: that this group would somehow form a family, that’s the way we all became the Doggie Brady Bunch!

Cissy says: That’s it! I’m tellin’! MOOOOOMM!

Cissy in her hoodie

Cissy in her hoodie

Schmoozin DawgDaddy's dinner

Schmoozin DawgDaddy's dinner

 

Well that’s just great!  Now thanks to Pappy’s singing and teasing everybody, then Cissy screeching for DawgMom, we have to get off the computer and go to bed! Thanks alot ya’ll! I was going to tell everybody about  Mango Minster,  and go see who all was entered in this neat bloggy doggie show, but I can’t now! Ya’ll just wait, what goes around comes around and I’ll get ya’ll back!

Pappy says: Doggie Brady Bunch, Doggie Brady Bunch, that’s the way we all became…

Darla says: STOP! IT! ALREADY! STOOOOOPPP!

Cissy says: and they say little dogs never shut up! You ask me, it’s those terrOrs that never shut up!

“The Papster”

February 4, 2009

So, today DawgMom says I can play on the computer, I say it’s about time! Just because I am the baby around here does that mean I have to be last at everything? Why can’t we go by weight, then I’d get to be first since I weigh the most. Oh well, I’m over it.

Today you get    “Everything you always wanted to know about “The Papster” & then some”

I’ll be a whole year old on the 25th of this month! Can you believe it? A year already, boy time sure does fly. I’m a born and bred Tennessee Bullie. I am brindle and white and DawgMom says I’m just boo-ti-mous (like I didn’t know that already) I am 4th generation raw fed, I have never had kibble, I don’t even know what kibble is. I eat all kinds of meat. One of my favorite things is a turkey drumstick. DawgMom just hands it to me and I crunch away. mmmmm boy are they good!  You can look at my coat and tell how good that raw meat makes me look. All of us eat raw diet, not just us Bullies. It’s way good!

Playin wif my sister, Peggy Sue

Playin wif my sister, Peggy Sue

That’s me with my sister Peggy Sue, she’s 3 weeks older than I am, she’s a Toy Poodle. I’m 9 weeks old in that picture and we are showing DawgMom just what we think a pee-pad should be used for……Tug-o-War. It’s! the! best! When it rips, little pieces of white fluff go all over the place! Now before you go makin fun of her being a Toy Poodle, us Bullies have taught her real good, she is really a Bull Terror in a funny lookin coat. She even hucklebutts, well she tries to anyways.

I swear it wasn't me!

I swear it wasn't me!

 Why does she always think it was me??? Just because something goes wrong around here does NOT mean a Bullie did it. Really, it doesn’t! There ARE other dogs living here ya know.  Sheesh! Besides how can you look at that face up there and even think I did anything wrong?

Cover me up please

Cover me up please

 See, I’m not a trouble-maker, well only always sometimes. I can cover my own self up when I go to bed, now how many other dogs do that? Besides, DawgMom thinks it’s cute when I do that and I do stuff like that to get my way always want to do things that make DawgMom laugh cause I’m a good boy.

DawgMom says this is a 'profile shot'

DawgMom says this is a 'profile shot'

I don’t know why DawgMom is always making me turn my head sideways to take a picture, then she goes on about sending them to Gramma Vicki and Gramma Janice. I mean, they seem to get the biggest kick out of it. I just don’t understand, I AM a Bull Terrier, and Bull Terriers are supposed to HAVE “egg” heads, not just BE eggheads.  DawgMom says I’m 10.5 months old in that picture getting lovin from DawgDaddy so you can see my “egg” head.

What? I'm helpin!

What? I'm helpin!

 I am also a very good helper. See? I help with the laundry all the time, when I was little I would get in the dryer and make sure it didn’t eat any socks, I would look all around in there then tell Mom it was all clear, no socks. Now, I’m too big to get my whole self in there, so I just stick my head in there and look around. I also help her fold the clothes and put them all around the room instead of in one or two big piles. I’m a good helper.

Playin in the big hotel bed at the Silver Woods

Playin in the big hotel bed at the Silver Woods

DawgMom says my bestest job I do is make her laugh and I’m really good at doing that. When we went to the Silver Woods in Orlando last year, we got to stay in a big old room that was just mine, and Darla’s and DawgMom’s. Nobody else was there and we got to play on the bed all we wanted without sharing. I thought it would be funny to make a tent, but Darla wouldn’t help me, so I only got part of my big old self under the covers. DawgMom laughed and laughed and that made me do it even more. Oh, and DawgMom said since Nigel could post a shot like that, I could post one too,  but since I haven’t learned how to read those magazines that Nigel reads, I just roll around and play.

So, now that you’ve met all us Bullies that live here in NE TN with DawgMom and DawgDaddy, maybe soon you can meet some of the other creatures and dogs that live here with us.

Until next time DawgMom lets me have the computer,

Hucklebutts,