Posts Tagged ‘Silver Woods’

“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,

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Helping~Bull Terrier Style

February 2, 2009

Hey everybody, it’s me, Darla.

So, DawgMom has been telling us that we are moving to a new house in the woods, not those Silver Woods that all the Bull Terriers go to in October and run around in a ring standing pretty and letting people look at us, these are different woods. They don’t take as long to get to as the Silver Woods do either. Anyway, she has been telling us this tale and I was beginning to think ~ a) she was making it up to get us to be good,~ b) she was playing jokes on us, or ~c) her half-timer’s dizeezs was moving into full-timer’s dizeezs. Guess what though, we really ARE moving to a new house in the woods! I went there with her the other day, really, I did!

Our new house in the woods

Our new house in the woods

First we drove up this long driveway, surrounded by woods on both sides and one side looked kind of scary, it was a long drop off the side, but she drove good and we didn’t fall. Then when I got out of the Blazer, man oh man, talk about the smells! It was heaven, I could smell deer, squirrels, raccoons, birds, all kinds of things! It was great! Then I got to “christen” our new kennel, I did a really good job too, even though I don’t normally poop until late in the evening, I made sure I was the first one to poop in it! Pretty good, huh?

Checking out part of the kennel

Checking out part of the kennel

DawgMom said she brought me along to help her with things there. When I walked in, I could see alot of our stuff was there, but it was all over the place, a chair here, a couch there, coffee table over there, I mean to tell you it was a mess. I knew I had my helper job cut out for me, but hey, I’m a Bull Terrier, I can do this better than anyone!

Look at THAT mess

Look at THAT mess

Before I got started, I made my rounds, I checked every room upstairs and downstairs. Once I was satisfied there were no boogeymans lurking anywhere, we went to work. We started downstairs in what DawgMom calls “The Bull Terrier Bed & Brekkie Room”  you know, the room where TraceyBelle and her Mama will stay, or China and her Mama or Traveller and his Mama, well you get the picture, the Bull Terriers we know that might want to visit us. Any old how, the bed was in pieces, I’ve never seen such a thing, but it was. I was very good at showing DawgMom where to put things and how to move them big old mattress thingies and what to do with the mirror.

Hey, check this out!

Hey, check this out!

With my help we got it all moved where DawgMom wanted it and started putting the sheets and bedspread on the bed. Now there’s where she really needed my help. After many times of her saying “Darla, get off the bed” or “Get down Darla, I can’t make the bed with you on it” once she even said “Dammit Darla, get down”   I was thinking “Don’t get your panties in a wad Mom, I’m only trying to help, you obviously need it, look at those corners, not even tucked right!”

Look at that, not even tucked!

Look at that, not even tucked!

We finally got it all done though, she took forever, what is the big deal about making a bed while a Bullie is on it supervising anyway? I thought that is why she brought me, to help, was it not? She forgot the pillows though, so we didn’t get to put those on there. I could have helped with that too. When we finished, I checked all around and she did a pretty good job.

Looks pretty even to me

Looks pretty even to me

I was ready to tackle that living room upstairs, but DawgMom has some kind of Deg-inatif Diss Dizeezs in her back (DawgMom note: Degenerative Disc Disease Darla, I know it’s a big word for a Bullie girl like you) Any who, she can only do so much lifting and pulling and stuff before she has to quit, so all we got done that day was “The Bull Terrier Bed & Brekkie Room” So we decided to go back to our house we are still living in and she says we can come back out sometime this week and do some more work. We headed up the stairs to turn off the T.V. and call DawgDaddy to tell him we were leaving. I always go first, in case a boogeyman came in while we weren’t looking.

"Bullie Butt!"

"Bullie Butt!"

I’m sure DawgMom will take more pictures next time and I will be back to tell you what all we did that day. DawgMom says I get to go with her because I am the best helper and because I’m the best DawgMom protector. She told the story over on her blog “Tails of GroomerAng” about the crazy lady that used to live in this house and just in case that crazy lady shows up, I can be there to let DawgMom know and keep her safe. See, I’m an all around helper.

Until next time,

Hucklebutts & Bullie Hugs