Showing posts with label baddog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label baddog. Show all posts

Friday, May 22, 2009

Patroling

You know the security around this place is all up to me. I was letting this gentleman know that I am watching him...


going for a walk... Sure he is...

Friday, April 10, 2009

The world is a stage

There are some great places around here from which I keep watch on the premises. The height is correct, the space is good for quick maneuvers and 360 degree observation.



Why does Mom think I don't need to be on the kitchen table?

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

The Easter bunny was out in the yard today!!!







I chased it away.

Friday, April 3, 2009

It was good

We celebrated Lila's first birthday recently. Mom made her a beautiful cake. It was a carosel horse. She left it on the table awaiting the party.


I ate it.

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Giant tree. Giant tree rats?



Can you believe the size of this tree?!??! Mom took a picture of it in Alabama.

She said she couldn't imagine the squirrels that lived in it. I know she was scared because i wasn't there to protect her.

I bet I could climb that tree.

MOM!!! Road trip time.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

I'm sorry

I was so proud of my problem solving that I failed to realize how offense I was. Forgive my callousness toward possums.





We are not fans.

Friday, September 26, 2008

Dancing with the Sparks

Is it unfair that I can sneak up the blind?



Hey! He could use his nose!!!

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Why, yes it is.

ME wearing a halter (photo previous post).


She hasn't left me alone with it long enough to eat it.

Friday, July 11, 2008

SHHHHH ! ! ! Don't kiss and tell

I snuck a kiss to sweet Lila the other day!!!!

Sunday, June 29, 2008

Not Sue

I was out surveying the grounds the other day. You know I have to protect this place! Two big American bulldogs came down the street with their human. They were a bit grouchy when I ran up to them. I think they wanted to fight, not play.

Mom was mad at ME. I think they don't understand this is MY street.

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

L O S T

What is the monster in the jungle?



When I catch it I will EAT it.

Saturday, June 7, 2008

You're not the boss of me

Come, Minute!

Can't she see I am protecting her from this BUG.

Minute, come here!

Once my call to duty is complete I will return to the house.

Minute, come HERE right NOW!!

Guard patrol is almost over…

Minute? Ok.
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OMG!!!! She shut the door and left me out here!!!!!!!!!

Saturday, May 31, 2008

Can you see me now?

I know there is a tree rat headed this way...



My friend, Eve, caught one the other day! It got away.

If I caught one, I would eat it.

Saturday, May 17, 2008

Doggie Amusement World!

I have found it!!!! THE amusement park for dogs.

There were cows to chase/dodge!!! There was a donkey to scare me (and for me to stay far away from)!!! (Donkeys kill dogs/coyotes and such)

There was rides - in a truck bed on the tool box!!!
There was a real cow dog to teach me stuff!!!
There was a lake, mud, cow poop, dirt and everything a dog could want!!! I don't think I have EVER been this dirty!!!

There were no pictures.

There was FOOD everywhere (hot dogs, chips, marshmallows, pancakes)or least everywhere the humans left, I mean, dropped it.
I ate it all.

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

You can lick your friends...

and you can lick your nose. And you can lick your friends nose.

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Hark!!! What goes there?

In the deep, lush landscaping here at my estate, there are all sorts of interlopers. I am very adept at the Sneak Attack!
Here I am waiting for just the right moment to attack.

It was a PALMETTO BUG!!!

I ate it.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

Feed the birds

We have a bird feeder that attracks birds, tree rats, 'possums and various other critters from the woods.

My JOB is to chase away the tree rats and all varmits but the birds and bunnies.

My FUN is this cup MOM uses to fill the feeder...

I grab it and run...

...and try to eat it.

Friday, March 28, 2008

Tyler's sock

I was just taking it to the laundry...


It is not like I ATE it.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Play time!

No sissy girls around here. We like to play rough and get dirty...

Saturday, March 8, 2008

Bob the builder

Mr. Bob has been in and out of the house a lot recently. He always brings other guys that either tear things up (demolition), make lots of noise (hammering), make things smell funny (paint), or something like that.

He is a nice man. I taught him right off that I am a fierce guard dog. He was intimidated by my tough stance and vicious bark. Now that he knows I am in charge, I only have to bark in greeting.

My mom SHOULD get pictures for you...