Dog Wars: Return of the JRT-i

Hi, Dog Bloggers.

Before any more of you send me any more hate mail, I thought I should clarify things.

Gus is confused. I did, in fact, tell him that I was going back to D.C. However, he wasn't paying attention to me.

What was he doing instead, you ask? Oh, just this:



I should point out that a friend of mine, who is one of Gus's biggest fans, says that he does not believe that Gus and Teka are fighting in this video. He thinks they're making out.

Regards,
E. Rabbit

Dog Wars: The M Wire Strikes Back

Hello, Dog Bloggers.

Because every summer film deserves a sequel (or 5), here is another movie of Gus and Teka "playing." This one features a little less conversation and a little more action, as they tussle silently.

After Gus emerges victorious, Teka retreats to her fort to plot her awful revenge. . .

Dog Wars: A New Rope

Hi, Dog Bloggers.

At your request, here is a nother movie starring Gus and Teka. This shows the way they begin playing most afternoons*: Teka whips Gus in the face with a toy, and they rumble.

Warning: this film contains extreme close-ups of Wire Fox Terrier Butt, and may not be suitable for puppies.



*It's also the way they begin playing most mornings, evenings, and nights.

Gussie's film debut

Hi dog bloggers.

Gussie has asked me to post a short film we made of him, Teka, and their buddy Travis romping in the yard yesterday as part of their Memorial Day festivities.

It features many of Gus's favorite things--frolicking, gbarking, and Teka getting reprimanded.

He also believes that Travis's participation in the movie means that it qualifies as film noir.

Arrrr. . ..

Hullo, dogs.

Here is Gus and Teka's Halloween video. Wait until you see what their costumes are.





They are PIRATES! I think they will be the Terrier Terrors of the Open Sea.

--E. Rabbit

BUSTED

OH BOY, AM I DEEP IN HORSE POOPEY

When Gussie was back at that Circle K brushing his teeth and smoothing his fur down so he would look good for the Pawty, he got stopped by the fuzz!

And I must say, for Gussie, he handled this whole thing very well.

Even when the State Trooper called him "Little Buddy."

He said, "I am sorry sir, but you must have me confused with another dog. Little Buddy is the favorite of my friend Blue in the UK, but as far as I know, he has never been to Iowa."

And he answered politely when the trooper asked where he was headed and if he knew how to get there.

And Gussie said he was headed to pick up Butchy and Miss Snickers for a Pawty. And the trooper knew who they were, and about how their mama raises Koi Fishies.

So Gussie opened the trunk to put "his" laptop away, and the trooper peeked in. And he said to Gussie "Uhh, little buddy, your hat in there is movin around."

And Gussie said, "oh no sir, you must be mistaken. " And he picked up the hat and put it on his head.


And I guess you all know where I was hiding!

So now Gussie knows I am riding in the trunk.

And I am up to my cute little chin in doo-doo.

And so I have posted these pictures which I took with my mom's cell phone. Just in case he is really angry by the time we reach Butchy and Snickers' house, and really does drown me in the Koi pools like he threatened.

But I don't think Snickers and her Mom will let him do that, so these photos are insurance, in case some stranger has to identify my body from the bottom of the koi pool, ya know.

Kissies to all
Mom, I am sorry I took your cell phone and i-Pod.
Gussie, I am sorry I gutted all your stuffies.
Muzzer, I am sorry I got up so early all those mornings and was a pill in general.

Teka Toy

How Many WFTs does it take....

Perfect Tosca has challenged all doggies to write the answer to.....

How many (your breed) does it take to change a light bulb?

My pal Jackson, always on the ball (er, on the bulb in this case) has already done WFT's, so I asked Teka to tell us how she would change a light bulb.

Well, I would run in circles beneath the light bulb, yapping loudly and taking my graceful little leaps into the air. I would occasionally run to the corner of the room and try to dig a hole, to see if I could get to the light bulb that way. I would run to muzzer's purse or the table and steal something that smelled good and consume it beneath the light bulb. I would take Gussie's favorite toy and drag it over and shred it to pieces beneath the light bulb. I would charge at Gussie and try to nip his ear.

Then, one of two things would happen.

Either, the light bulb would get tired of watching me and come back on all by itself.

OR...I would get bored and go away and bark at something else.

Now, being of a slightly philosophical bent (nurture, not nature here for sure) my approach to changing a light bulb would be slightly different than either Teka's or Jackson's:

*I would begin a dialogue with the light bulb, and attempt to find out whether the light bulb really wants to be changed. If the light bulb did not want to be changed, I would engage in a discussion about whether it was his/her right to decide not to be changed, if this was a free will decision on her/his part, and how this decision would affect the common good.

In the event that his/her decision would negatively affect the common good, if, for example, a human coming through the room in which the light bulb is located might be injured because of the lack of illumination in that area, we would then discuss whether changing the light bulb would infringe on the rights of the light bulb to a greater extent than not changing it would affect the greater good of the populace.

We might also discuss such issues as the amount of energy consumed by the light bulb, and whether that was an equitable and fair use of the energy, or whether there were greater needs for energy not being met because of the use of the light bulb. Or, perhaps we should investigate what options the light bulb has for change, and how that would/might affect future decisions. If the light bulb has never before exercised free will, for example, if she/ he has never refused to illuminate the area when asked to do so, or if he/she never expressed a preference for being in a lamp rather than being in an overhead fixture, might that negate her/his option to exercise free will in this instance?

There are a number of other issues which are raised, but in the end, should we reach consensus on the desirability of changing the light bulb, or perhaps in better terms, replacing the light bulb with one that is willing/able to function in the role of illuminating the room I would call my local handyperson/electrician and request that she/he come to the area where the light bulb needs or desires changing and I would have the electrician/handyperson change the bulb, because I am a philosopher's dog, and I do not change light bulbs.

*with apologies, respect and admiration for my dad, who writes like this most of the time!

Important Announcement

Teka has announced that construction has begun on her newest doggie spa.Located in the beautiful Southwestern Desert, the spa will be enclosed in a spacious, fenced yard at the rear of a dwelling. Doggies can be assured of their complete privacy while they relax beneath the only remaining climber rose bush. Teka previously arranged for the demise of several others as part of her master plan for this area. Located near the stand of eight citrus trees, there is also a surviving stand of pampas grass, which provides a natural exfoliant for doggies to rub against or romp through, desert rosemary and sage to scent the air, and a stand of aloe in case of sunburn.
Initial construction required partial excavation of a sprinkler system and several modifications to that system allowing for the ongoing production of ample supplies of mud and grit. This new pool is large enough to accommodate the belly of a medium to large dog, or the entire body of a small (15 lb or less) dog. Two doggies may share this pool, but there must be informed mutual consent.
The smaller pool is still under construction. It is specifically designed for quick pedicures or facials, and is deep and large enough to submerge the snout and paws of a Labradane. Travis, who is Teka's inspiration for this pool, was not available for comment at this time, but is considering attending the Grand Opening, scheduled for mid-August of this year.
Full disclosure requires that Teka inform potential guests that she has not received approval or funding for this project from the humans who occupy the home. At present, this is the only "rinse off" facility available other than a galvanized outdoor tub. Teka hopes to continue negotiations for improved facilities, including an outdoor wading pool and use of the inside European showers and Jaccuzi. These negotiations are currently stalled, but will resume as soon as she is released from the crate.

Additional plans include a spa menu with home made frosty paws in several flavors, shell-it-yourself pecans, and dead birds and lizards when available. Teka is also considering offers from several venture capitalists to franchise this concept.

Teka Takes a Turn

Greetings all: Gussie said on his blog the other day, like "I tag Teka to show her worst pictures." And I said "like, Gussie, if you want me to post pictures, then you've gotta, like, let me use your blog, you know." And he like said..."Teka, you can't have my blog!" And I said, "Like, whatever. Then who else will you tag? You are running out of friends, like, and I have, like dozens."

And so Gussie the thinker sat and thought, and he went to "work" (woohoo!) with his chubby little muzzer, and when he came home, he was not happy. Because I was like, right you know. And he really needs the cred that lettin' me blog once in a while will buy him.

So mr Generous said, "OK, you can post tomorrow, but this is NOT TEKA TUESDAY. And you can't post any pictures that would embarrass me. "

So of course I said....."What-ever."

And I have looked at all the pictures on this disk, and believe me, there are a lot of them. And almost all of them are of Gussie!!!

But, I thought like, I will use this one that "muz-zer" thinks is so bad. But I think, like, it really reflects my personality, and if you can't show your true self on a blog, like, what other options do you have. And then, since Gussie posted a picture of his butt, here is one of mine!
And of course, there was that damned darned sweater picture at Christmas. Read my lips muzzer, this sweater is h.i.s.t.o.r.y as soon as I get it alone for a second.
And one of Gussie's favorites of my "bad" pictures, this one, which makes me look truly "bad." And I hope you have enjoyed this, and that Gussie the Great and Powerful will think twice before he gives me a chance at his blog again!

She liked me!

Well, I'm back from the groomer, and of course, the first thing Teka has to do when I walk through the door is give me a good sniff. Muzzer took more pictures of our joyful reunion, but this is the least embarrassing one! Anyway, as some of you know, getting groomed is hard work. So I stopped at my water

dish and got a nice long drink. Then I wandered nonchalantly over to the cabinet where muzzer keeps the treats and stuff, and scored a soft chewy treat for being a good boy.

Here is a pretty good shot of me looking directly at the camera. As you can see, no bows.
And I didn't get scalped at all, hardly. So I'm not in danger of terminal sunburn from the Azrizona sun. Of course, I will still be careful and wear my sunblock stuff, 'cause us mostly white doggies are sort of sensitive fellows, you know. And here I am, pretty much full profile. I'm not scruffy any more, but now muzzer says I am still too chubby. Sheesh. It is all a matter of nonclemanture. I am a substantial wire fox terrier, with a sturdy, muscular body. Now doesn't that sound better than Chubby Gussie?

Oh well, muzzer is my biggest fan and my greatest critic. The good news is that the new groomer loved me! She told muzzer I was a very good boy, that I have a lovely healthy coat, and I even let her clip between my pads without getting mouthy. I really wanted to chomp her fingers off at the wrist, but I contained myself.

And now, I am home. I must relax today and get ready to greet Dad when he gets back from Indiana. I will tell him that hair cuts aren't so bad, and that having your nails done is truly a guy sort of thing. And then we can cuddle up and watch the ball game on TV.

Love and kissies from a greatly relieved

Gussie

I found the kong

I found the kong, I found the kong

No more darkness, write a new song

Now I'm so happy, please sing along

Praise the dogs I found the kong.

I wandered the backyard, looked here and there

If I couldn't find it, Teka would win

When muzzer came home from working so long

Praise the dogs I found the kong!

Chorus

Thank you to all who offered to share

It was so great to know that you cared,

Friendships are special, now don't get me wrong, but

Praise the dogs I found the Kong.

Chorus

I was a fool to let Teka chew,

I should have known she'd want my kong too

Now that the kong's back, I'll sing all night long

Praise the dogs, I found the kong

Chorus

muzzer's note: Teka had taken the kong into the back yard and hidden it in a patch of weeds. So far this week, we have found one wallet, one stuffie, two bras and a kong out there. Who knows what else is out there that we haven't missed yet! Gussie thanks all of you who offered to share your kongs, or the ones belonging to dogsibs. He says it takes a while to get a kong broken in just right, so he is glad to have his own back.