HULA anthem, new husky, and the drowning place

This is Abby. She's our new foster dog. I wasn't too sure I liked her until tonight, because she hasn't really wanted to play much. However, tonight, Mommy Cate decided to take me to the drowning place. I told Abby what was about to happen - they were all in crates after eating dinner so they couldn't really come save me.



So Abby decided to help me the best way she could. She led the others in her best rendition of the HULA anthem.

Listen to it here. I was so PROUD!

Mommy Cate caught them, though, and drowned me anyways. Thankfully, I begged for my life enough that she stopped short of killing me.

--kisses,

Dief

I know it's been a while...

It's been pretty crazy here. Carmen moved in and had her puppy. He has no fur and we're only allowed to lick his toes, but he's still pretty cool. She brought Reece too, so there was lots of playing to be done. I also had to supervise the digging of the yard.

But I just wanted to share with you that my sweetheart, Echo, went to the rainbow bridge last week. I had a pretty rough time at first, because I was his girl, but now I'm getting better. The mommies have been making sure I eat and feel okay. They are pretty sad though, so I'm trying to do the same for them.

We all loved him very much. He was the best German Shepherd ever.



Love you Echo.

Kisses forever,

Your Dief.

I'm going to the SPA!

So yeah, we found the rottens. Something apparently bit them on the butt, cause they have stitches and swear something is missing. They said they think they were drugged though. The last thing they remember is Mommy Cate taking them to some party named "LifeLine." They've been wearing the funniest collars though, like Ziva when she was healing from a surgery. The mommies are all calling them the "Rottweiler Wrecking Crew" because they keep knocking things over like chairs, lamps, me... etc.

Anyway, on to more important things. See this?

This is me (I'm pretty!) riding with Carmen in her car going to a doggy spa. I think I get to lay around and get massages and wear clay all day. That's what I've seen on TV. Carmen keeps looking and me and snickering. I'm not sure why, but I think she's jealous.

I'll talk to you when I get back!

--Dief

Missing: Two Rottenweilers!

I don't know where they went, but I asked Sabre and Echo to track them. They say the trail ends at the front door along with Mommy Cate's. I'm thinking they dragged Mommy Cate outside because she didn't feed and water them this morning. I heard her saying something about the boys getting ALTERED, but I have no idea what they would be turned into? Does that mean they'll get made shorter or skinnier? Anyway, if you see them, please alert me ASAP.


Max aka Dozer, 90 pounds, kind of slobbery.


Reece, 85 pounds, keeps trying to kiss all the girls.

-- Worried Dief

Life on the dog ranch

Okay, it's getting a little crowded and crazy around here. Of course, you all know that we had 5 dogs here... but then Carmen moved in with us and brought Gwumpy (also known as Reece) to live with us.

Now, don't get me wrong, Reece is pretty cool, for a sissy. I mean, I can beat him up, so... not impressed. But, I can pretty much beat up anyone in the house. But here's the thing: we all have to REALLY behave because of new rules.

#1 - No jumping on Carmen's belly to play with the puppy she's growing in there. I mean, her belly LOOKS like it's big enough to have a puppy come out, but the Mommies keep saying we have to wait until September. BORING!

#2 - No roughhousing with Reece. Sheesh. You'd think that just because Ziva, Max and I all had him pinned on the ground making growly noises and playing vampire that we're BULLYING him. Whatever.

#3 - I gotta get my hair cut! The mommies say that I have too much fur and that I'm poofing out pollen and stuffs, making Carmen wheeze. They say we gotta protect the puppy in her tummy, so *I* have to suffer the indignation of getting trimmed. I hope she has 12 puppies, by the way. That would be cool.

#4 - We can't jump on Max because he has boo boo'd legs. Something about hip dysplasia and muscles and stuffs. He went to the really nice vet at Gwinnett Animal Hospital that helps Echo walk when he's hurting, and she did some stuffs to his legs. He says he feels a little better now so MAYBE someday soon we can start roughhousing with him again.

And of course, pictures of me. I'm so pretty. I don't want to be trimmed!


This is how I look when Mommy Cate says she's gonna trim my hair:



--dief

The last straw!

Okay, so it's about time. The mommies got off their butts and took some family pictures. Mommy Cate put some straw down on our clay. It's soooo much fun to play in! You can see all the pictures - including the ones of Ziva dive bombing Mommy Cate here on Mommy Claire's Picasa. Remember, you can click on the pictures to make them bigger and see me better!

Anyway, here are some pictures to enjoy :)


Me, of course. Mommy Claire said smile so I stuck my tongue out instead.


I'm a VAMPIRE!


This is all of us kids and Mommy Cate. Mommy Claire was taking the pictures.


Max was having fun spreading the straw for Mommy Cate


Max kisses Mommy Cate while she hugs me and Ziva


Get her, Max! Sabre guards the rear

Okay, well, it's nice weather and I'm gonna go play. Later everyone!!

--Dief

TOLD you the rottenweiler was evil.

'Nuff said.

--Dief

Carmen's having a puppy!

That what the Mommies said. They spent the weekend saying "woo hooooo" and then "omg we're going to be grandmommies!"

Whatever. As long as she keeps that puppy at her house with Gwumpy, I guess it doesn't matter.

However, on to more important things - ME.


I'm pretty.

Anyway, mommy Cate took the rottenweiler to PetSmart yesterday. And get this, she forgot to take me with her! I mean, so I awoooo and trip her and try to get away the whole time I'm there. Is that a CRIME? She did bring home a special bed for Echo (cause he is getting old and his hips hurt) and some toys for us, but I expressed my displeasure by eating her book this morning.

Mommies. Hmph.

--Dief
Power to the Fluffy!!!!

I snuck into Mommy Cate's iMac to post the big news

I just had to give an update. I've been at war with the Mommies. I've been ignoring them, refusing snuggles and kisses, and acting like they smell really bad. I've also been living outside as much as possible. I think I'm finally breaking through. Mommy Claire has been getting mad because I won't pay her any attention. Mommy Cate, well, I give her some to keep her feeding me and to make her trust me enough to leave her iMac logged in for a few minutes.

Anyway, big stuff here, most importantly, AWOOOOOOS to meeshka - thanks for inducting me into HULA!

POWER TO THE FLUFFY!!!!!!



I'll try to make you proud Meeshka!

Crap, she's coming back. More later.

Operative Diefenbaker out for now.

ps - paws to ozzy!

HULA, I need you!

Okay, so you know about my brother troubles, right? Well, I have a plan...

Max's brother Grumpy has a blog. Go there and try to convince his Mommy Carmen to take Max to live with Grumpy. I mean, I'm SURE they miss each other, right?



http://thegrumpmeister.blogspot.com/


By the way, when do I get a membership? I think I've earned one!

-- Dief the unbedded

Little Brothers are Annoying.

Stinky New Brother:


Okay, so the mommies decided to get MAX, because (boo hoo) he needed rescuing. He told me he was being kept in a kennel when she got him, so it doesn't sound like he really needed to call 911. Whatever.

Anyway, so get this: the little squirt has taken my den! The mommies said I was old enough to sleep out of the crate at night finally because I haven't "destroyed" anything in a long time. But now I don't even get a CHOICE. That stupid Max gets to sleep in MY bed every night.

And he gets the same food I do, and more of it! Mommy Cate says that he's supposed to get 2% of his ADULT weight, and that he'll be 100 pounds or so. I, on the other hand, am a petite 55 pounds. So farthead, who is half my size, gets more than me!

Grrr.

Oh yeah, and they won't let me bite him hard enough to make him squeal. Every time he cries, it's DIEF!!! STOP KILLING HIM!!

That does it. I'm moving out. I'll be living in the yard if anyone wants me. I'll show them who's calling the shots here.

Me, living in the yard now. Just TRY to catch me, mommies.


Me. I'm pretty but I'm fierce. RAWR.

His name is Max and he's a rottenweiler!

The mommies renamed him from Doc to Max. Max and Grumpy are sick though, and they had to get pills from the vet. But, he's still eating food that *I* could be eating. Hmph.

He's pretty funny though. Mommy Cate stepped over the baby gate and he tried to jump it. When he couldn't, he back up a few steps and tried to get a running start to leap it. He tried about 10 times before Mommy Cate picked him up.

We've been invaded!!!!

Okay, so what the hell. Mommy Cate came home with TWO gremlins! My sis Carmen was here, and when Mommy Cate came in Carmen took one of the invaders and started hugging him and kissing him. She said his name was GRUMPY and that he was hers. I don't know why she called him Grumpy, he looked pretty happy to me. Mommy Claire started holding the other one saying "Hi Doc."



Thankfully, Carmen took that grumpy one with her when she went back to her own crate.

But, then the mommies let me sniff him. He smells FUNKY. He doesn't look like a husky and doesn't sound like one either. I don't know WHAT they are thinking. I went outside with him while he went pee but he said he couldn't with my head under him. Whatever. I tried to get him to run so I could chase him but stupid Mommy Cate made me be nice and let him pee instead.

This one is "ours"






All I can say is he better not eat my food.

Hmph.

Anyway, on to more IMPORTANT THINGS. Here's ME:

The trouble with tribbles

I heard a rumour that another creature is coming to join us this weekend...

I managed to get Ziva to use her leet skillz to snap a picture from a passing satellite.

What kind of animal is that ???!!!

I don't think It should be fed after midnight or put near water.

He's a rescue like Ziva, guess that's ok, we'll see.

It's my birthday!!!

Sing with me now!

Happy birthday to ME...
Happy birthday to Ozz...
Happy birthday to NanookWhoMustHaveDugToChina...
Happy birthday to us!!!

Mommy Cate is taking me to PetSmart tomorrow to pick out a present!

Awoooooooooooooooo!

-- One Year Old Dief

I is home from the animal hospital

So Mommy Cate threw me in the truck and took me to the "animal hospital." She was all concerned because my nictating something was covering my eyeball. I had tried to tell her my eye was hurting but she didn't understand what I was saying until she saw me squinting.

Anyways, we got there and the nice doctor lady put something called "floor scent" drops in my eye. I didn't think it smelled like the floor, but she said it would make my eyeball shine in her special light.

She came back out and let me go back to Mommy Cate, and said I had a scratch in my eye. So they ganged up on me, pinned me down and squirted some weird stuff in my eye. Worse yet, they told me I can't play for a few days and I have to get the drops every 8 hours :(

But anyway, I'm home, and in my kennel with a kong stuffed with some peanut butter. Mommy Cate just made raspberry smoothies for her and Mommy Claire and all of us, so I guess the special treat was worth it.

Hope everyone has a better night than I did! I want an eye patch, dang it.

Hugs,

-- Pirate Dief

Diefy!!!

Pacing in my crate as Dief has been rushed to the vet, her eye looks strange. It's red and looks like muscle is covering it or her left eye is turned to the left :(

*Howls for Dief*

<- used secret spy satellite to find my sis

Dear Mommies...

Last night, Mommy Cate dragged me into the drowning spot. I dug in all four feets in the carpet to keep her from taking me into that room, but she's a LOT bigger than me.

Mommy Claire watched her shut the door, heard her pick me up and CROSS-TIE me.

She heard my cries and screams and howls as Mommy Cate tried to drown me. Mommy cate even had a special dog killing bottle - it's called the furminator. Ziva sat outside the door and tried to figure out how to save me. I think she scared Mommy Cate off, because somehow I survived.

Well, I have a message for you today. I'm not your cute little victim any more. I'm applying to HULA. And I has a message for you. These pictures from this morning show what I think of your attempts at drowning me last night. (Thanks, Ziva, for taking the pics for me)





Love (not so much)

--Dief

My new partner in crime

So I really like hanging with Ziva. She rocks. She's super-duper fast and when we play zoomies we take turns catching each other and she can actually catch ME! She also loves to play bitey-face all the time. It's almost like I was living with Ozzie! (Hiya BRO!)

Here's some pictures of us together. Note that I'm the one laying under the buffet. If you look closely, you can see my tribute to Ozzie. Note that not only do I have CRAZY TONGUE but I'm actually laying on it! Beat that Oz!


This hidey-place doubles as a buffet when we're fast enough.

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Sabre and Ziva try to look all cool and casual, but they fail. They're just not husky enough.

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Sabre talks about the smoothie we all got for breakfast.

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Sabre debates if he can fit in here. I told him it's Huskies only.

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Sabre says he hates apples and rolls his eyes while Ziva says "no way!"

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I win the Crazy Tongue contest. I say so, and I am a princess, so that's it.

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Paws,

--Dief

My new friend

We have a new friend in the pack! Her name is Nadja right now, but the moms are calling her Ziva. She's a German Shepherd, and she's about 6 months old. The moms said something about her being rescued, but I dunno what she needed rescuing from. Maybe she was stuck in a tree or something. She likes to do super zoomies and bitey face just like me!!

Anyway, here are some pictures :D

Mommy Cate also stole a BUNCH of my fur. There are pictures of that too.

We're all really sad that our friend Dakota went to the Rainbow Bridge. We love and miss you Dakota!

-- Dief