Posts Tagged ‘Raw Fed Dogs’

Happy St. Paddy’s Day!

March 17, 2009
Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Happy St. Paddy’s Day to all our doggie bloggie friends! That’s our little brother, Pooch all dressed up for St. Patrick’s Day and yes he’s the same one that wears that stoopid diaper!

DawgMom colored him this way for Christmas a couple of years ago, but it works for St. Paddy’s too. Guess this means we can’t pinch him now?? Sheesh! That just takes the fun out of the day, don’t it? Oh yeah, since it’s St. Paddy’s Day and we eat raw diet, do we get raw corned beef and cabbage for dinner??

“May you be in heaven half an hour before the devil knows you’re dead!”

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

 

 

 

 

 

 

“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,

Hey, Listen up!

January 30, 2009

Playing with stuffieMy name is Chico, and it looks like I have been left out of the introductions around here!

I am living in this mad house for a while as a foster dog, but it looks like Feather some Bullies seem to think I’m something akin to a red-headed step-child! Well, Hello, I am WHITE, not red! Even my ear markings are brindle, no red to be found anywhere, thankyouverymuch!Enjoying a turkey leg

I know DawgMom is not my permanent DawgMom, but for now, she is, so let’s not leave me out, I AM a Bull Terrier after all! Just because I can’t say “Rufus is my uncle” (ahem! Pappy) or “I won Best of Variety once and got a point” (ahem! Feather) or “I have a pedigree, ya know” (ahem! Darla) that does not make me chopped liver! Wait!  Liver? I heard DawgMom say that was what we are having  for dinner, I loves me some liver, it’s good….oh! wait!  back to what I was saying……

First of all to Darla, I have a pedigree too, just because I don’t have any papers that you can read it on, I do have a Mama & a Daddy somewhere in this world! Besides, you’re just jealous that I like DawgDaddy as much as you do!Playing

To Feather: A point? What’s yer point? A point for what? You buying things out of Dog Catalogs and collecting them? Who cares about your old point? I mean, what good is it doing you? Does it get you extra treats or something?? I didn’t think so.

To Pappy: Rufus? Who is Rufus? Do I know him? Am I supposed to know him? I got uncles too, just because I can’t tell you who they are, does NOT mean I don’t have them (to DawgMom or anyone else: whatsa uncle anyways?)

So, I would appreciate it if you would all give me the acknowledgement I deserve! I mean one day, I will not be here, I will be in my forever home and then what are you going to do? You won’t have me around to talk to, or play with, or anything and let’s face it, I do know how to play some pretty cool games.

Oh and another thing, I don’t see ya’ll “sitting pretty” when DawgMom asks you to, now do I? No, I most certainly do not! Again, thankyouverymuch!

Now, for those of you out there that are reading this, I am a really good boy, DawgMom says I will make a great forever companion for someone someday, like I didn’t know that already. I ignore the little bratty dogs that live here, I ignore those things with feathers that live here, and yell at me I might add. All I want to do is play and love on the 2-leggeds I meet.  DawgMom says if you think you might want to adopt me and make me your very own forever companion visit The Bull Terrier Club of America website and read all about Bull Terriers. I do have to admit, we are not the breed for everyone, we do take alot of work, time and energy to live with. If you think you can handle our breed’s quirks and demands, then go for it and fill out an Adoption form here.

surveying1Now that I have officially introduced myself, I welcome any comments and I will try to answer any questions you might have.

Until next time,

Hucklebutts, sloppy kisses and Bullie hugs all around

(note from DawgMom~~My dearest Chico, Rufus is CH Rocky Top’s Sundance Kid.  He is actually Pappy’s Great-Uncle, which means Rufus is Pappy’s grandfather’s brother. Clear enough? 🙂  He won Best in Show at Westminster in 2006, which is a big, BIG deal to all us Bull Terrier humans. Now I know, being a show dog is not everything, but Pappy is very proud of his uncle, as well he should be. So please, indulge him a bit, he is just a baby after all, he’s only 11 months old. You are a very sweet boy and I will miss you when you go to your forever home, but while you are here with us, we will treat you like you are our own, NOT like a red-headed step-child)