to all our friends

I wanted to tell you that Muzzer is in St. Louis this week, and she is having much trouble with the internets where she is staying. She is able to read most of your posts, but often cannot get the comments to load. So far this morning, it has happened on three of the six blogs she read.

I apologize for her ineptness, and hope she can improve upon her performance soon

gussie

Eartha's Earth Day Message

Hello, people and doggies. It is I, Eartha Kitteh.

Recently, I was reading the wall calendar, which I do sometimes to make sure this lady E. Rabbit is not planning to take me to the V-E-T or to get my beautiful long sharp nails trimmed.

And I saw that today said it was "Eartha Day." Except they'd left the "a" off the end by mistake.

So I said "hey, lady! What is this? Is this my birthday? I thought that was June." And she said "no, Eartha Kitteh, it is Earth Day, not Eartha Day." And she said it was a day to honor and learn about the Earth and environmentalism and things.

Hmph.

Personally, I think Eartha Day would be much more fun than Earth Day. We would all eat lots of tuna and people would give me toys to play with.

But since it is Earth Day and not Eartha Day, I thought I would get into the spirit of things.

Here I am saying "Hey you! You had better recycle these newspapers, or I will SWAT you! Respect the Earth and the Eartha!"

My Sweet Asta asked me to share this with you.

Have you heard? Tomorrow is a party to celebrates Ronnii’s birthday and Richie’s life!

It’s gonna be quite the pawty and I hope you can make it. Even if you don’t know them, I know Ronnii and Momma Tea would enjoy meeting you. It’s gonna be going on all day so be sure to try and stop by, okay?

Oh, and if that’s not enough celebration, my Asta's friends, JD & Max, are holding a commentathon in honor of Richie.

For every comment they get until the 29th, their FH will donate 1 pound UK to the Crossed Paws Organization! That’s the organization that helped raise moneys for Richie’s vet bills so it’s a really, really good cause. They are hoping to raise 200 pounds and that means they need lots and lots of comments.

They also have a cool contest going on over there, so it would definitely be worth the trip!

Have a great Earth Day, and o not eat the chocolate bunnies (PEEPS are better anyway.)

Gussie

peeee esss..thanks to Miss Asta's Mommi and Mayzie's mom for help with this post.

Hello:

Here we are on Sunday, after

a very busy weekend.

Of course, I went to the groomer on

Thursday so I would look good for my

most important weekend company!

My Sissie E.Rabbit came to visit us.

She and Teka get along well...

Plus, I was quite busy showing

Miss Asta around town.

Here we are at the Picasso exhibit.

In the Wirey Room...which is

not usually open for viewing, but

we were allowed to visit it.

For more pictures of the Exhibit, see Asta's

blog, where you can also see pictures of the

new puppies over at Rock Creek Scotties.

I hope you had a wonderful weekend too.

Gussie

Plans for the weekend

Hey Y'all

Gussie here....trying to finalize my plans for the weekend.

My sissie E.Rabbit is coming to visit muzzer and dad, and of course, she will bring pressies for me and Teka, too.

But....most wonderful of all, my very bestsest and sweetest doggie friend Miss Asta is coming too!

Wooooo HOOOOOO...I am gonna have a good time.

Most fortunately, my sissy and Miss Asta like to do of the same things, so I am going to be their escort extraordinaire for the weekend.

Of course, I will take them out to dinner on Friday, and I have told E.Rabbit to choose the place and time, because she is a FOODIE! And I know that she was raised to eat well (muzzer cooks stuff all the time.)
So, since that is taken care of...Saturday morning very early we will go to the Virginia Museaum of Fine Arts to see the Picasso exhibit. It is only there for one more month, and we have been having visitors who come to town to see it.

So, I signed up to be a member and I am actually recovering my membership in admission fees and discounts! Wooo HOOOO...I am a PATRON of the ARTS.
I've been to see it a couple of times, scoping out the pictures, and the one above is my most favorite. I think that is because it reminds me of Miss Asta's Mommi, who is an artist herself and truly bootiful. Plus, she lets me taste stuff before she puts it on the table!
And then I think we will head for the Valentine History Museum, because I am thinking that the ladies will enjoy this exhibit of dresses from the first ladies of our land. I took muzzer, but she just got depressed over the small waistlines on the dresses, and I know Miss Asta and E.Rabbit won't be worried about that.
Then we will take this bus back to Carytown for a late lunch and an afternoon of shopping.
How am I doing? Any suggestions for other things we should do? Let me know. I am heavily invested in this weekend, ya know?

Gussie

Opening Day

Happy Opening Day to all my Buddies, regardless of team affection or affiliation.

Here is an oldie but goodie, with my sissie E.Rabbitt, her friend from before birth, Robbie and their friend Fredbird! We can't tell you how long ago this was taken, because then you would know how truly old the Abbott-Rabbitt is!

kisses

gussie

Counterpoint

Look, internet doggies. I, Eartha Kitteh, am here to speak with you about this game called basketball (which, as far as I can tell, is not as fun as the game called fetch).

The lady I live with, E. Rabbit, says this dog named Gus that she says is my uncle is all sorts of bummed because both teams called "Terriers" are out of the Basketball Tournament.

I would like to point out that by contrast, TWO teams called "Cats" are still in the tournament: the Cats of Kentucky and the Cats of Arizona.

She says these teams are both "Wild Cats," which I thought meant cats who live in the out of doors, as I used to before I moved in with her. But she says they are actually BIG MEAN CATS who live in the mountains and eat smaller cats and dogs and bunnies and things.

I think that sounds like a pretty sweet gig, if you ask me.

She also says that SHE is one of the Wild Cats from Arizona. And then she sings a song called "Bear Down, Arizona" to prove this.

Let us review the evidence, internet doggies and people:

1) She thinks a dog called Gus is my uncle.

2) She thinks another dog called Teka is my cousin.

3) She thinks she is a Wild Cat.

4) She thinks that a song about bears is evidence.

Clearly, this lady is not so bright. But regardless: Go Cats!

Oh Yeah

My dad says we are not burning the TV yet, because the University of Richmond Spiders (Arachnid, Arachnid, trap them in your web?) are still in the playoffs.

And since they pay for the kibble bill around here, I guess they get equal time.

And, if they make it to the big dance (what - EVER) Dad says he will get me a new leash with spiders on it.

Oh Yay

Gussie

Terriers Eliminated from NCAA tournament!

Dad can burn the TV now.

There will be no more College Basketball for me until next year. BOTH teams (Boston College and Wofford) that have terriers as a mascot have been eliminated from the Tournament in the first round.

The mascot for both teams looks like my pal Joe Stains, shown to the right.

Joey is looking a little glum here. I guess he was looking forward to a bit more fame and lots of good shots of him at courtside as "his" teams advanced in the dance.

But I think Joey would have found it a bit too cold for his liking if his teams made the final four in Houston. So I hope he stays warm and happy in Azrizona and enjoys the sunshine.

(which I miss, just a bit.)

Gussie

Take me to the Mardi Gras!

Me and Miss Asta are in New Orleans for a bit of pre Mardi Gras pawtying!

After some difficulty with the crabs for the gumbo escaping from their boxes at JFK in New York, we have officially arrived and met up with some of our pals.....

Here we are with Jake and Miss Fergi having Big Nets at the Cafe Du Monde! Miss Asta and Miss Fergi had that chicory coffee stuff. Me and Jake stuck with the CoCola (see, I can talk Southrin!) A most Welcome Side Effect is that CoCola is quite simpatico with Terrier Vibes, so we should be able to stay awake until early Wednesday morning, which is what Asta and Fergie have in mind anyway!Asta and I had to stop and eat some crawfish (or crayfish, whichever you prefer) and so we picked up a half a basket of crabs to replace the ones we had to abandon at the airport.

C'mon take me to the Mardi Gras

Where the people sing and play

Where the dancing is elite

And there's music in the street

Both night and day

Hurry take me to the Mardi Gras

In the city of my dreams

You can legalize your lows

You can wear your summer clothes

In the New Orleans

And I will lay my burden down

Rest my head upon that shore

And when I wear that starry crown

I won't be wanting anymore

Take your burdens to the Mardi Gras

Let the music wash your soul

You can mingle in the street

You can jingle to the beat

Of Jelly Roll

Nobody says it like Paul Simon

ze Gumbo - reprised

Mon cher petit maman, she has been in ze kitchen all day long, cooking up ze file' gumbo. All day long, we 'av been smelling ze crab and ze shrimp. Ze onions and ze garlic! Ze fishy stock and ze roux.

And all day long, le petit Teka has been saying she does not like ze smells. She does not understand why muzzer must be in ze kitchen so much, so zer is no time to play seek-a Teka. So ze dad must take us on ze morning walk. So all we can talk about is ze gumbo! She has not had a taste of ze gumbo like I, Gus Dagger wft, world traveller (well, USA anyway) and famous terrier gourmet. She does not remember ze parties in Virginia when ze muzzer cooked and ze people ate and dropped samples. She has not my sophistication and educated palate.

But me, ze Gus Dagger dog. I know how marvellous is ze gumbo. I know how delicious is ze king cake! I know how handy are ze beer mugs and ze bread plates. Ah yes, ze mardi gras party is about to begin.

And now ze Teka dog knows that it worth ze wait. Now she knows what for is ze long day of preparations! Now she has tasted ze crab and ze shrimp. And slurped the broth out of the abandoned bowls. Now she is sleeping off ze gumbo drunk in her crate. While I, Gus Dagger, must write zis blog so my friends know what was for dinner at our house tonight. And I must go and play my zydeco accordian so all ze guests can dance the fais d0-do and ze two step.

To all our friends from Lexington, we hope you are having a party on your own tonight. And to our friends and hosts still in New Orleans, we know you are celebrating your city and heritage. !

Laissez le bon temps roulez!

Gussie

Happy Birthday E.Beth!

Make your own digital scrapbook

Have a wonderful day

Hello again, doggies of the internet

It is I, Eartha Kitteh.

This lady I live with, E. Rabbit, keeps trying to convince me that I have lots of things in common with this dog named Gus she thinks is my uncle, and this other dog she thinks is my cousin, Teka.

So the other day she saw that this dog named Gus had posted a picture of this other dog Teka helping this guy she calls "Dad" with his crossword puzzles.

"Look, Eartha Kitteh," she said to me. "This dog Teka, who is your cousin, is helping Dad with his crossword puzzles. Just like you help me with my puzzles in the morning."

And this is true. I help her with the crossword puzzles AND the sudoku puzzles every morning, because I am a genius with both words and numbers.

So she said I could put up a picture of how I help her with her puzzles:

Here I am saying "no, lady! That word is wrong! Give me that pen! I will fix it for you!"

I think that is much more helpful than that other dog, Teka, who seems to just be sitting there.

Muzzer hires an expert

I kinda volunteered muzzer to make the gumbo for a special event I am attending.

She said she did not have time to make the fish stock from scratch, so we hired this expert.





II

Teka thinks he sounds kinda like Sweet Willy Yum.

kisses

gussie

Apology

So, my friend Fred, who is a handsome Bichon dude, took umbrage because I said the groomer made me look like a Bichon.

And I really wouldn't have any problems looking like Fred.

So what I should have said was "the groomer made me look like a square, fat Bichon."

As you can see.
Rear view

From the side
Full Gussie

So, maybe next time they make me look like a schnauzer Muzzer will be grateful?

(this was not my usual groomer, just some stranger who did a bath and brush, because the first available terrier grooming is April 3."

kisses

gussie

Teka helps Dad

Every Morning

Teka helps Dad with his crossword puzzle.

The amazing thing is, they always manage to finish it.

Go figger

gussie

AHEM

This photo album made with Smilebox

Today (28.2.11) is E.Rabbit's Birthday

And I want to wish her a happy day and wonderful adventures

kisses

gussie

and Teka Too

Oh, I am gonna be so sorry I did this!

Sometimes, I don't understand what Muzzer is saying.....Like this morning she said...

"Teka is consecrated."

It seems her poops have been confiscated

Which made muzzer seem elated

While I knew she should have waited.

Because when she got home, the problem had been Eliminated.

hehehehe....I hope the Scruff Man likes this one,

On another note, me and Teka went to the Dogma spa for a bath and brush yesterday.

There will be no more photos of me until I have defluffed myself a bit.

Why do they always make me look like a Bichon?

gussie

Thank you!

Many thanks to all my friends who have wished me a Happy Birthday.

I had a wonderful pre Birthday celebration with Miss Asta, and tonight my dad took me out to dinner. Tomorrow night I think Butchy and Asta and Katie and the gang are coming for a poker pawty while Dad goes to Charlottesville. Meet us at the Cary Town Vet, me and Teka have a suite reserved.
I also want to thank Miss Asta for joining me at the Valentine's Pawty. We had a wonderful time!
Kisses

gussie

Status update

Muzzer is going to St. Louis this morning, so me and Teka will be reading your blogs but probably not commenting much. The thumb thing ya know?

We love you and hope you have a wonderful week.

G N T