Posts Tagged ‘Peggy Sue’

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

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I didn’t do it! I swear!

March 20, 2009

DawgMom & DawgDaddy had to go out to our house in the woods the other night to check on some pro’lems that the workers called about. They were none too happy when they left either, something about the foundashuns needin work and water comin in and the worker said mold. We don’t know about all that, but we do know, they weren’t happy when they left. DawgMom was tellin DawgDaddy to remember that our floor man tends to ‘xaggerate things and try not to be too upset til they get there and look at it fer themselves.

Crack & Mess that was behind the tub

Crack & Mess that was behind the tub

Close up of crack

 
As you can see, it turned out like DawgMom hoped and it wasn’t as bad as they thought thank goodness.  There is a crack there, but it hasn’t gone all the way through the wall and what the worker thought might be mold was really some junk that they had used behind the shower part of the tub, it was just black tar stuff, not mold. DawgDaddy had a foundashuns man come out there with them to look it all over cause that’s his job and he said it’s not gonna be too bad to fix. They can get the stuff to seal the crack and put some other kind of sealer on the whole block wall. So the foundashuns man will be there Tues with his big ol earth diggin machine to start fixin some kind of french drain to keep the water away from our house. The foundashuns man is gonna make the road goin to our house wider too so we can take our house on wheels up in there. That made DawgMom and DawgDaddy very happy. At least until they got back home to us and found this:
Stolen stash

Stolen stash

And then they found this:
Pappy crate pan surfin

Pappy crate pan surfin

We was just tryin to cheer them up. Cissy or Peggy Sue or both were coffee table surfin and stole DawgMom’s Cinnamon Mentos. Then they ATE them! Well, not really ate them, but they licked all the hot stuff off them. I was just tryin to have some fun of my own, makin up the new game I call Crate Pan Surfin. It’s kinda like snow boardin, only without snow and I use the crate pan out of my big Master Bedroom. I’m not tellin whether it was Cissy or Peggy Sue cause they’ll be mean to me  and they won’t tell either. See if you can tell which one done it?
Peggy Sue ain't tellin

Peggy Sue ain't tellin

Cissy ain't tellin either

Cissy ain't tellin either

That is how they always act when anything in the house goes wrong, they figure DawgMom or DawgDaddy will blame it on a Bull Terrier anyway. Little Brats! I can tell you NONE of us did THIS!
big, honkin hole in the kitchen

big, honkin hole in the kitchen

The plumber guy did that! Our bowl washer broke and we couldn’t get a new one fer 2 days.  The plumber guy came and took the old one out and turned off our hot water in the kitchen. DawgMom was not happy about that cause that meant she had to wash our bowls like this:
Bowls in the bathtub

Bowls in the bathtub

in the bathtub! It was hard fer her to do with her Degenitf Diskes Diseez that she has cause it hurt her back real bad. But she did cause she loves us and didn’t want us to have dirty bowls. Now if one of us had made that big honkin hole in the kitchen like that, we woulda been in big trouble, but you know what they did to the plumber guy?? They paid the dude! Paid him money! How fair is that? We woulda been in time out big time, we certainly would not have been paid with food or treats fer our work!  Anyways, that is the kind of week we’ve had here at our house. How was yer week??

“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,