Sunday, December 31, 2006

What is it?

I have been wondering about one of my favorite toys. My mom bought it for me at the pet supply store about 6 years ago. I love this toy and play with it all the time. It is a white fleecy animal with floppy brown/white ears and a big brown tail.

My mom says she thinks it is half dog/half skwerrel. What do you think it is?

Copper says he has one, minus the ears, and Hershey has played with it at Copper's house! That's kewl that we have the same toy! I wonder if Copper's is as worn as mine.

Has anydog tried to make a festive ribbon necklace yet? Some of my friend have collars like these below. I think my mom is going to try to make one for me.




There are more festive collars here: http://www.vipoochy.com/store/index.php?cPath=17 My mom says $8 is very reasonable since some places sell them for $21, but she heard from a friend that it costs like $7.50 for shipping and handling at this vipoochy store. Her friend said if you order other things, then it's worth it for the shipping charge.

Friday, December 29, 2006

A Tutorial: How to Make Ribbon Necklaces

Sorry, this post has been removed.
To purchase doggie ribbon necklaces, see this web site:

Thursday, December 28, 2006

Holiday Blues

Happy Holidays to all of you! I hope all you blogging dogs and honorary dogs made out like bandits during Christmas! Ivy got a skwerrel, Copper and Hershey got carob treats, probably The Dachsies got the toys off the tree, FuFu got a Fufu Mobile, Zach got a mammoth bone for Christmas dinner, Isabella got a beautiful roll of toilet paper for her paper mache project, Sunshade got a whole slew of things, the list goes on.

Well, you might be asking what I got for Christmas. Well. Well, well, well. Many of you sent well wishes that I receive lots of presents and treats, but woe is me, I did not receive one thing from my mom and dad (that is, if you don't count the eensy bitsy sliver of pie crust and sliver of turkey because they would have given it to me anyhow since I always plead my case). Hmpf! I got nothing, nada, zilch, zip, zero stuff! I had to steal something in order to get something special. When everyone was in the family room, I snuck over to the living room because there were slices of Italian Panettone bread sitting on the coffee table. My dad had poured some rum and kahlua liqueur over the slices earlier. Well, I got hold of a slice and was devouring it when my mom's uncle came running over to see what I was doing. He said he was suspicious when he saw me heading out to the living room when everyone was in the family room. My dad rushed over and scolded me. HMPF! Not fair! Plus, when he held my snout shut, my tongue was still hanging out and it HURT! Everyone gets presents except for me. I think I might want to run away and live with Isabella because she gets lots of human food and gifts from her Linda and Mike.

My mom explained to me that I have too many toys already, so I don't need any more for Christmas. She says that when I get new toys, I still play with my old toys more than my new toys. I gotta admit, I do love my old worn out toys. Old toys are the bestest! Do you guys think I have too many toys?

Hey, don't I look like Comet in the pic above?

Below is a pic of my absolutely favorite toys. I love stuffed toys! My mom says they are icky and need a bath, but I like them icky. I have had the red, blue, and green ball since my parents adopted me. The first day they picked me up from the breeder, they took me to the pet supply store and got me the ball. Oh, the ball is like my security blanket. I love my ball. I am always asking my mom and dad to play ball. Sometimes my parents will be downstairs and I'll be upstairs, then I'll throw the ball down the stairs and down it goes for my parents to see that I want to play. As for the two white toys, for some reason they are also my favorite. I wonder if I like them because they look like me. The penguin with the Christmas hat... that is so much fun to swing around. And, the pink octopus makes funny crinkly noises.

Hmmm, I guess it's okay that I didn't get any toys for Christmas. My old toys are the bestest toys in the world!

Saturday, December 23, 2006

I Found Out Zach's Secret

Do all you dogs remember when Zach posted about how his mom was using him as a severed hand model? Zach said he was gonna move out because he was irritated that his mom was making him wear the severed hands.

Zach's pictures:

The fact of the matter is Zach is apparently so humble, he didn't want us to know he is really a famous fashion model celebrity! Zach is a fashion trend setter! Zach is "IN"! Zach has fashion sense! Zach is hot! Zach has forecasted the trend for winter wear! He is apparently the spokesdog for modeling severed hands! And now human models are following the trend and are wearing severed hands this winter.

How do I know this? My mom and I saw it all on the box with little people in it! She said "Look, look, Hana! Zach's severed hand is on TV!" So, I turned to look at the black box and there staring back at me was a severed hand human model, so I said "Wowie Zowie, Zach's secret is out of the doggie bag!"


Who woulda known this was a fashion "do" rather than a fashion "don't." Only Zach apparently!

Don't be so modest Zach! I'm glad we found out you are a celebrity. It sure is nice to know an eskie celebrity!

Zach, I bet Isabella will be proud to hear you are a famous model. Isabella, you better say YES to Zach's proposal when you open up his engagement collar Christmas gift, or else another girl dog will be batting her eyelashes at him and sniffing his rear! (You need not worry about me though. Zach is like a brother to me.)

Thursday, December 21, 2006

Mixed Blessing

Today is a mixed blessing day. I received two more cards in the mail from my eskie.net holiday exchange. Yeaaaaaa! Beautiful cards they were, from Ronak and from Kaiya and Kumo. But, since these are the last of the cards, this means I will not be receiving any more mail addressed to ME. Whaaaah!!

All the cards we have received from the eskie.net card exchange and the ones we received from our blogging buddies have been AWESOME!! This was so much fun! Everydogday I looked forward to peeking inside the mailbox to see if there was mail for ME! The bills went to my parents, but the cards were for ME!

Thank you to those on eskie.net and those on DWB who sent me cards! My fireplace looks AWESOME!

[click on the fireplace picture to enlarge picture]

Sunday, December 17, 2006

Dad Loves Me, Reindeer Hoax, and Blogger Blues


My dad surprised me. He told me that on Friday, his coworkers were talking about the internet and communications, and Dad ended up telling them about my bloggy and all the holiday cards I have received!! I think he was boasting about it!! Before, not many of my parents' friends knew about my bloggy. They were embarrassed to tell their friends that I have a blog of MY VERY OWN. Well, he told them that I've been getting all these holiday cards from my online friends (Dogs with Blogs and my Eskie.Net card exchange) and that's it's pretty neat. Granted that I'm not participating in the DWB card exchange, I've gotten a nice number of cards:

2 - Dogs with Blog
17 - Eskie Card Exchange

Ah, I think my parents have gotten like only 4! Ha, ha, I'm more popular than they are! My dad is proud that I have so many dog friends!

Reindeer Hoax

I read on Isabella's blog that there is a reindeer hoax! She has pictures to prove it, and so do I. The truth of the matter is that us DOGS are the ones who pull Santa's sleigh, yeah, for REAL! Isabella's blog details the info, but I will summarize her important points on what dogs excel at:

1. Obedience
2. Tracking
3. Agility

I actually wrote about eskie dogs pulling sleighs in one of my first blog entries. But, I hadn't fully realized that it was DOGS and not reindeer that actually pull Santa's sleighs, until after I read Isabella's post. Reindeers pulling sleighs is a bunch of hogwash.

And here is my picture proof:

Here are my eskie friends in the Spring time, training during the down season (ya gotta keep in shape, ya know?!):
Roben Feldhaus, Whytepine American Eskimos


And here are their winter pictures. You see ESKIES, not reindeer, don't cha?






Oh, by the way, if you tell me that the pictures above are of a SLED, yes, I realize that. You don't seriously think I could get a pic of Santa Claws with his sleigh and all the eskie dogs pulling the actual sleigh, do ya? Heck, Santa Claws goes PRETTY DARN FAST on Christmas Eve to deliver all the presents around the world. Smart dogs would know that we wouldn't be able to capture that on dogfilm. Well, Isabella is one smart cookie, so she was able to capture that on dogfilm, but she does have a NEWER CAMERA, doesn't she!?!!

To learn all about eskies pulling sleighs, go here to my original post. Hopefully this will convince you that it's dogs pulling sleighs, not those reindeer. Dogs deserve the credit! Isn't the saying "Dogs are man's best friends"? It's dogs that deliver presents, not reindeer!

By the way, in case you don't realize this, but us eskies are generally 20 to 35 pounds. We are not as big as huskys. We do a lot for our size.

Bloggy Blues

I haven't been having the same problems recently with leaving comments, but I did create a gmail account. That mighta helped a bit. Sometimes though, my picture doesn't show up in the comments. Anyhow, if any of you want a gmail account without having to give your mobile phone number, let me know and I can send you an invitation to get a gmail account. [gmail says you gotta enter in your mobile phone number so they can text you the link to the web page where you can create an account, or you can receive an invitation from your pal]

Isabella says she converted to Beta Blogger and has had issues with links missing. I was gonna convert this weekend, but I have second thoughts now.

Friday, December 15, 2006

Holiday Tag!


Oh boy! I have been triple tagged by Ivy, BLU/Comet, and Ronak! Either I am popular or doggies hate me because now I'm "IT." I'm supposed to list 3 things I want for Christmas and 3 things I DON'T want for Christmas.

WANT
1. I hope and pray that Casper recovers 100% from Evans Syndrome (It is a combination of Autoimmune Hemolytic Anemia and Autoimmune Thrombocytopenia) and Cushings Disease.
2. Greenies! One can never have enough greenies! More greenies plezzzze. If it helps, I will sell my soul for more greenies.
3. More food. My parents sometimes measure my food out. This is nonsense. I want as much kibble as I can possibly eat!!
4. Can I add another WANT? I want more CAR RIDES! I just LOVE car rides!

DON'T WANT
1. I don't want any doggies to get sick over the holidays. No upset tummies and no pukies please! (My mom says: Plezzzzze be care with your tree decorations and not too much turkey and Christmas food.)
2. No ticks. My mom found a couple ticks on me a month ago. None since. I don't like ticks because then my mom looks for them in my fur, and she is a pain in the butt when she does this. She has been taking me outside to do my "business" in a special area ever since she found those ticks. My mom is good to me with preventing ticks, but such a pain when she looks through my fur!
3. No brushing, no toe nail cutting, PLEAZZZE. I dislike, dislike, DISlike, DISLIKE it when she brushes me! Oh dogness, Santa Paws, pleazzze help me with this one!

Ok, now I am gonna tag..... Fu Fu, Hershey, Copper, Ender, and Zach. Well, I hope I can tag them, but there is the problem of Beta Blogger, isn't there? (see my post below this one)

The Rules: The player of this game starts with "3 things he/ she would love to get for Christmas" and also has to list "3 things he/ she definitely does not want to get for Christmas". Then he/she tags 5 friends and list their names. The ones who get tagged need to write on their blogs about their Christmas wishes, as well as state this rule clearly, then tag 5 more victims. And the one who tags need to leave a comment that says "you've been Christmas tagged!" in their comments and tell them to read your blog.

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Blogger Blues

I have tried to comment on other dog's bloggies, but for some reason it's not working. This happened yesterday and today. For instance I tried to comment on Isabella and Comet/BLU's bloggies... I tried to identify myself as "google/blogger", "other", and "anonymous", and none of those worked!! I have important stuff to say, ya know?!!

You dogs, do you think I have to change over to the Beta Blogger in order to post comments on other dog's Beta Blogger blogs? Has Beta Blogger been working ok? Any bugs? Does it convert easily? Are you able to comment on my bloggy? I guess if you can't comment on my bloggy, I wouldn't know unless you posted about this on your web site. (hint hint)

Monday, December 11, 2006

Skwerrels Are Crafty Buggers!

My mom found this skwerrel article on yahoo http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20061211/ap_on_re_us/city_squirrels

I have highlighted interesting parts of the article in yellow and my commentary in green.

A fox squirrel curls its tail over its back for warmth and tucks its paws in against sub-zero temperatures Tuesday, Dec. 5, 2006, in Oak Park, Ill. University of Illinois-Chicago researchers, using methods employed to track animals in exotic lands, are tracking the bushy-tailed rodents this winter hoping to get a glimpse of what the life of a city squirrel is like. (AP Photo/Charles Rex Arbogast)

Scientist examines city squirrels' lives

By DON BABWIN, Associated Press Writer Mon Dec 11, 3:28 AM ET

CHICAGO - Squirrels hit the genetic lottery with their chubby cheeks and bushy tails. It's hard to imagine picnickers tossing peanuts and cookies at the rodents if they looked like rats.

But good looks alone don't get you through Chicago winters. (Good looks???) Nor do they help negotiate a treacherous landscape of hungry cats, cars and metal traps. (and dogs!! Don't forget us!)

So how do they do it? And why do they search, huddle, dart, and sometimes forget where they hid their nuts? (They sure sound shifty to ME!)

Joel Brown aims to find out. (Figures that this researcher's name is "Brown". Lots of skwerrels are brown.)

"We're trying to get a glimpse of what your life is like if you are a city squirrel," said Brown, a biologist at the University of Illinois-Chicago.

He and a team of students will trap squirrels in Chicago and its suburbs this winter, taking skin samples for DNA analysis. They'll strap collars on them and watch what they do. And they'll attach threads to acorns and hazelnuts, then see where the squirrels take them and when they eat them. (Ah, I'd like to see an acorn with a thread on it being whisked away by a skwerrel! The thread has got to be way long.)

While the methods aren't unlike those used to study animals in exotic lands, little attention has been paid to those in human neighborhoods. It is, after all, a lot sexier to track gorillas in Africa than a squirrel on Main Street.

"Our appreciation is least in our own backyard," said Brown, who is part of a small brethren of scientists around the country who've made it their business to figure out how squirrels go about theirs.

What they've discovered is that the critters are downright crafty. (I think my post title summarized it well! It doesn't take a genuis to know skwerrels are crafty buggers.)

Start with their attitude toward other squirrels' food. They want it and won't hesitate to steal it.

To ward off thieves, squirrels engage in a shell game: They go through the motions of digging and pretending to jam acorns into the ground, even smoothing out the grass to make it appear as if they're covering their hiding spot, before running off with the acorns still in their mouths. (I rest my case. They sure are crafty little buggers.)

"What possible purpose could that be for other than fake out somebody watching them bury it?" said Peter Smallwood, a University of Richmond biologist.

Squirrels figure out how to outsmart devices designed to keep them away from food — something naturalist Howard Youth learned the hard way. Squirrels broke into four types of bird feeders in his Maryland yard before he found one that they couldn't penetrate. So far.

"They will try something new and eventually, if one gets it, the other ones will notice and they will figure out a way to thwart the bird feeder," Youth said.

Brown hopes to get into his subjects' little heads. One way is by setting out hazelnuts that have been shelled alongside those that haven't.

"If they pick hazelnuts with shells it means they're looking more toward the future and not in need of food right now," he said. If they pick shelled hazelnuts, "it means they're living paycheck to paycheck."

Squirrels know the difference between acorns that can be stored for a long period and those that can't. If they only have access to those that can't, "they will scrape out the tiny embryo and that kills the seed (so) it stores well," said Michael Steele, a wildlife biologist at Wilkes University in Pennsylvania.

But squirrels have their shortcomings.

Sometimes they forget where they buried their nuts, although Brown said their sensitive noses allow them to sniff out ones hidden by their neighbors. (I bet some of us dogs that blog could sniff them out too)

And while someone once swore to Brown that squirrels look both ways before crossing the street, they're apparently looking for something other than cars. (dogs, perhaps?)

Robert McCleery, who completed his dissertation at Texas A&M on urban and suburban squirrels, outfitted squirrels with radio transmitter collars and found that 80 percent of them died under the tires of a car or truck. (I'd like to see a picture of a skwerrel with a transmitter collar, hee, hee!)

Still, who cares about squirrel habits besides a small band of scientists?

Lots of people.

Search for "squirrels" on the Internet and Web sites like "Squirrel Lover's Club" and "Scary Squirrel World" pop up. There are sites that allow readers to comment on stories like the one from Russia about a "pack of furious squirrels" that reportedly tore a dog to pieces. (They forgot to mention "Ivy's Squirrels Are Evil" Bloggy)

Another site, "The Campus Squirrel Listings," http://www.gottshall.com/squirrels/campsq.htm judges colleges by their squirrel populations. The U.S. Naval Academy and the University of California, Berkeley, are among the top schools.

None of this squirrel fascination surprises Brown.

"They are the clowns in your backyard," he said.

Saturday, December 09, 2006

New Toys!



My mom brought home some stuffed animals the other day. She showed them to me, and I thought they were for me to play with, but she took them away from me saying: "You're slobbering all over them!!" So, she put them on the chair she was sitting on, against the backrest. I sat down right next to her so I could keep an eye on the stuffed toys since I knew they were for me and mom was just being weird. Eventually mom put them next to her other shoes. When she wasn't lookin', I snuck one away to play with!!

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

The Speshual Machine

Thanks for the well wishes. It must have helped because I have been feelin' a whole lot better. I have not puked since that first day, and I am back to eating my regular food.

You dogs had some good guesses on what the spechual machine was for. No one guessed correctly, but many of you were on the right track.

Ivy, your Randy was somewhat right that it could catch on fire, but so far it hasn't. Maybe if it were at your house it would?

Ender, it could go in a kitchen, but likely not because of the mess it would make. Maybe your mom could modify it so it would be mess free.

Akiro and Shiro, hmmm, I guess it could be a robot.

Ronak, don't worry your pretty little self about it. It doesn't hurt skwerrels unless you puts nuts in it and tricked the skwerrly skwerrels to go in.

Buster, what did Ron say? I guess Ron didn't know otherwise he would have barked up!

Isabella, bootlegger? Now, I wonder how a girl like you would come up with THAT!! Only one who deals in bootlegging would think of THAT!

FuFu, it could spaceship you into outer space since it's your size, but fortunately it is not a spaceship!

Miss Sunshade! Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!! (goes the bells) You were the closest guesser. Popcorn, food... I think we are on the right track!

Here I am, the inspector, making sure things are in proper order before we turn it ON.

Here is a video of the machine in action!


What do you think this is? The photo below gives the answer, but don't look until you've guessed!











Did you guess correctly before you saw the last picture below? Does the yummy aroma come through the internet? My dad says he saved hundreds of greenies by making the spechual machine himself. For something that has this capacity, it would cost a few thousand greenies.



P.S. This is the first time I am posting a video. I hope it works!

Sunday, December 03, 2006

Skwerrels No More

Today I am not feeling well. Last night I threw up one time, and this morning I threw up twice on the white carpet in 4 spots! Mom and Dad had to get out the big carpet steam cleaner. Oh, woe is me! Because of my throw ups, I have not been fed today. Hmpf! Woe is me once AGAIN! Today is not a good day for me.

Yesterday my dad went to his friend's house to build a special machine. Here are pictures of the construction.

They gathered parts from all over the world:

The construction of the special machine required tools, and LOTS OF TOOLS did they have!!
The man behind the welder's mask built parts from scratch with a plasma torch and welder:
This is the finished product:
What do YOU think this boggoly contraption is? Looks to me like a skwerrel spaceship to say good riddence to 'em and send 'em into outer space !!

I'm trying to convince my dad to work his way up to building an even BIGGER and BETTER skwerrel space ship so that we can send even MORE skwerrels at a time into outer spaceeeeeee! Something more like this perhaps... I think this one can hold more skwerrel cargo. Goodbye skwerrels, goodbye!!