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Our ape screwed up again.  She vowed to blog more often because a) we only blogged when sad things happened and b) we are awesome and c) obvis the world is craving more US. But she did not.  And then she could not bring herself to help us blog our really sad news.  So I (Ed) am going to help her stop up and do her job because we need to share our news--and we have good and bad news--and get back in the bloggy game!

The very, very sad news is that just before the new year we lost our heart and soul, Mr. Otis T. Potus.   He started feeling a bit poorly in mid-December and we learned he had prostate cancer (ma ape wants to blog about that later because she would like to share all the info she learned).  He got very poorly quickly and we had to say goodbye. Look at these handsome devils together!

I was especially sad because he was my best friend and I enjoyed accommodating his many requests for regular humpty dances.

Much to his delight!

 I wanted to share with you what a very special guy he was.

OtP came to live with the sheppys in March of 2010 after their buddy Wally died.  You can read about his arrival here!  He had been a long-timer at the SPCA as a part of a cruelty investigation and had been there for almost 6 months when he was adopted in January of 2010 but then he was brought back on a day ma ape happened to stop by the SPCA and the rest is history! Here he is on his first day home when the sheppys were concerned ma ape had come home with a particularly stinky boar!



He was an older chap who had lived a harrrrd life but he didn't hold a grudge.  He never met a stranger, human or doggy, especially his FAVORITE brudder.

He was a busy dog with many hobbies that included gardening (eating hostas), being a gourmand (nomming everything, especially wallymelon), power nappping (snores not optional), and was an inveterate fashionista, singlehandedly redeeming the sweatervest from Rick Santorum (see above). And he was the best ambassadog for pitties he could possibly be.

He was a dog for the ages and we can't believe he wasn't even with us for 3 years.  It seemed like he was always here and it is hard to believe he is gone. We miss our favorite time together, relaxing coffee with milks on Sunday mornings.

We stopped blogging because we couldn't bear to say goodbye to our Otis but one of the best things about blogging is being able to have a record of our memories and share them with others.  And it is not fair of us to not share our magnificent selves with the Internets!  Otis would want us to carry on, just like he always did.  So vests on, tongues out, we have more blogging to do!

And more news.  Last month we lost our bestie Sophie. She was one of our first bloggy friends AND our only friend we met in real life!  We wanted to remember her and Otis together when he was a PERFECT GENTLEMAN.  *cough* Can you EVEN imagine such rude humping?  We like to think of you guys chillaxing with Mr. Wally.

Goodnight, sweet Otis and Sophie.  

And next time we will have some happy news for you.  Preview:

DERP! Stay tuned...

Spring is here!

I know. Many of you are under feets and feets of snow but the groundhog saw his shadow. Let the spring begin! (As a blast from the past, one time Ethel and Wally caught a groundhog! Wally's take. Ethel's take. As a warning to other groundhogs--don't screw up this spring thing!) As a reminder of the winter--WHICH IS NOW IN OUR PAST--here are some photos of us in the snows!

I have to show the baby and OBST how to survive in cold weather.

Step one: springs in the feets!

Step 2: Reach blazing fast speeds! (Sorry about the photo quality but I was moving SO FAST in the snows!)

Step 3: Keep your nose moist.

And your jowls moister:

Step 4: Do not let your brudder roll you in the snow.

Step 5: Beg to be let back inside to get back in the snuggle ball!

Snow happens!

We got SNOOOOOOOOOOOO.

Some dogs are enjoying it...

...more than others.

Even with his winter finery on, Otis the Potus did not enjoy the winter chill. But the rest of us think it is time to PARTY HEARTY! So crank up the tunes and watch us PLAY!

Replacements - Bastards Of Young -

Wet nose and yellow snow! Let's do this thing!

Shocking Saturday! (Warning: Adult Content)

I know that everyone thinks the baby is all cute and sweet but I have to tell you that, in the words of our national poet laureate Britney Spears, he is not that innocent.

You don't want to know what is going on under the cone.


And it gets WORSE!
I called for back-up!

But OBST just watched.
Poor poor pittie.

P.S. Have you voted to name the baby yet? Look at the post below and help us out! But NO you may not name him Casanova, Don Juan, or Playa. Thank you.

A Potus Proposal: Name the Baby!

Helloooo! It's the Potus here. I have come up with a back-up plan for in case you-know-who moves in. I heard that Lou Paw-nella resigned as manager of the Cubs.


And I think that I not only resemble him but I look mighty cute with a Cub. Put me in, coach!

And now on to other things, here's the lil' dude with his new cone which he happens to think makes him look most handsome:

He also is quite industrious in learning new and creative ways for using it. As a sheppy shark deflector:

And ice cream scoop:

And an all-purpose irritant. (This is payback for when OBST got neutered and he bruised the ma ape up with his coney head.)

We need some help bestowing a moniker upon the wee one and would like some help. We would like you to vote in the comments. Your choices are:

• a) Rufus (means red-haired and is the name of this guy and this guy.) Bonus: We can call him Rufus the Doofus.

• b) Percy (funny snooty British name suggested by Mr. Joe Stains). He is also apparently a train on Thomas the Tank Engine who is cheeky and annoys the bigger train. It also ends in "y" like Wally, the original corgador).

• c) Make your own suggestion!

Thank you for your help!