Tuesday, January 31, 2006
For the DOGS!
or 4044 [not sure on the date but it has a nice sound to it]. Taz, pictured here, is better known as THE Ladies Man. He's a heart breaker.
Dog Poop 101: Lesson II
PICKING IT UP: It's important to keep your eyes on the poop. Lots of beginners take their eye off the poop so you may want to bring along some Handy Wipes on your first poop run. Don't worry in a few years it will seem perfectly normal to be picking up poop with your left hand while your right hand is shaking your new neighbors hand.
Monday, January 30, 2006
Rain, rain, what you do?
Friday, January 27, 2006
What a site and what a sight!
Monday, January 23, 2006
Dog Poop 101....... Lesson One
Overview: You may be asking yourself what's so important about poop? If you live on top of the hill, you're right; it's no big deal. However, if you live down the hill be aware that poop, like water, goes down hill but at a much slower speed than water. When you look up hill and see a brown glacier, you'll know it's important to pick up poop. It's not much better for flat landers because poop floats so that when it rains your awash in poop. All city folks need to pick up poop.
Health Warning: You maybe asking yourself if poop is dangerous to your health? The answer is yes and no. If you get caught in a poop glacier, you could drown in the stuff but here is a comforting fact: if a little poop would kill you, we would all be dead. Since I'm writing this and you're reading this, we must assume poop isn't too dangerous. There is the mental health aspect which needs to be addressed. Poop can drive you crazy. Otherwise normal people turn into raving maniacs when they see someone letting their dog poop in their yard and not picking it up. Poop wars are very dangerous.
More later. [Bet you can't wait?]
Saturday, January 21, 2006
Taz tells about the early days
The way Taz tells it, he was the Jude Law of the wolf pack, tall, blond, curly hair. I'm thinking it was more Matthew McConnahey or in a word--short. There are parts of the story that can't be told to a PG audience having mostly to do with Taz and the big she-wolf named Sheila and moon lit nights. The boy made many good friends in the wolf pack [all female] and many sworn enemies [all male]. Early on, Taz played an important role in the survival of the wolf pack. He was named based on this role so that all knew him in those days as Bait.
Here is how it worked. The pack would break camp after putting all the pups in stump holes for safety purposes. Note: even in the early days short blondes started to show up in the pup population, something naturalists are still puzzled over [they should have talked to Shelia]. Wolf scouts would be sent to inspect the herd animals who stupidly gathered around in large groups. Over time the wolves figured out that family reunions were the best since this guaranteed that plenty of food could be found. Timing is important in wolf hunts. It's vitality important that the herd males were drinking plenty of fire water before any attack could be mounted. Then when all the large herd males were taking a nap, Bait [aka Ladies Man] would stroll into the middle of the group, head held high, tail wagging and all the herd females would gather around and watch him dance. In the meantime, the wolf pack would sneak in and appropriate as much eatable stuff as possible.
Things were looking good for the wolf pack. In those days Bait made the pickings easy and the pack got bigger and bigger. Then a vile thing happened. A drunk herd male fell in a stump holes and as he was being rescued by a herd female she discovered the wolf pups. Crying out, "oh, those cute little blond puppies" the herd females started stealing the young. [Author's note: it was during this time one of the drunk herd male was heard to say, "This is a shiting zoo." And that's how little blond wolf puppies got the name Shih Tzu]. In the end, the pack was decimated by the disappearance of the blond pups, nothing left but a bunch of angry males and a few ugly females. Time for Taz [aka Ladies Man, Bait] to move on and also time for a new alias. Taz became know as Traveling Man.
Some days Taz and I see who can do the most work. I ride my bike, and he barks at the mailman. I mow the lawn, and he chews a bone. I cook supper, and he naps on guard duty. Which do you think is the smart species?