Saturday, August 26, 2006

Ok guys, Daisy Mae here back on the job and doing great! Here is one of those things you can do to get stuffed full of treats. Those smelly cats have their own door at our house
( can you believe it) and I like to stick my heard through when my dads are trying to keep me out of the kitchen. It makes them coo like those annoying birds in the back yard .

( I totally don't blame you Opy for eating that bird, if I could catch one, I would eat one too)
Plus it gives me these great dreadlocks.
A big special hello for my aunt Phyl, she's been real worried about me and my dads keep missing her calls. "Hey aunt Phyl, we love you and miss you".

Saturday, August 19, 2006

Daisy Mae here! I just wanted to say hi to everyone. I'm doing real good. Dad took this picture of me on the back porch. I love hanging out with my dads.

ps. Hi Aunt Phyl~

Friday, August 18, 2006

My dads are taking great care of me! Here's my dad getting some special loving.

Thursday, August 17, 2006

Stooopid cats tried to go into the light and it went out........

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Peanut here.... I just wanted to let everyone know that Daisy Mae is doing good. Thanks for all the nice email and blog comments. She still walk's funny and makes faces at me all the time. But she's hanging in there, "the wonderdog". Anyway, I'm still on the job and keeping and eye on her. She's my bud, but I swear this is a big scam to get more treats. If it is, it's sure working. She even got the good smelly food in the can. Mmmmm. Got me some too.

Monday, August 14, 2006

Ok we have been double-tagged. Thanks Tin Tin and Boomer. So since there is two of us in Beagledom it works out just fine. So watch out you guys that means we are going to tag 10 of you. This is what you do it you get tagged.

What happens is this: you play the game and start by listing five weird things/habits about yourself. Then you tag five friends and list their names.

Those blogdoggies who are tagged need to write on their blogs about their five weird things/habits, as well as state this rule clearly, then tag five more 'victims'. And so on.

Don't forget to leave your 'victim' a comment that says "You're tagged!" in their comments and tell them to read your blog.

So here goes with five of my weird and wonderful habits:Peanut here doing all the blogging this time while Daisy Mae is on the mend. (She seems to be doing ok, I told my dads she was the wonderdog.)


1. I can work both my dads into thinking I can't move until they bring me a bone first. I love this trick, they hate it. Tooo bad!
2. I can bark at cows (and only cows) like nobody else.
3. I freak out in the car when the sheet covering the back seat starts blowing around and scaring me. I actually hate the window open, but they just don't get it.
4.I bark at Baneda when she tries to take my bed.
5. I like to walk up to my dad and stand real close when ever I need to float a boomby. Aunt Phyl will love this :)

Dasiy Mae

1 I snore so loud the neighbors tell my dads their making too much noise at night.
2. I snort like a little piggy when I'm sniffing around.
3.I can sing really good songs and it makes my dads stuff me full of cookies.
4. I can go in a complete circle when I'm scratching my butt on the carpet. My dads hate this but it makes them smile everytime, which is why I do it..........yeah right, it feels good on my butt. Arooo
5. I can do anything I AM THE WONDER DOG!!!

Peanut here.... I wanted to let you all know about Daisy Mae. Dad said she has had a slight stroke what ever that is? All I know is that she walks funny and has a funny smirk on her face. But she still acts like that same ol Daisy Mae I know and love. Either way my dads are worried about her. I just have to keep reminding them that she is the wonder dog and nothing gets her to her. So for now I'm keeping her close and taking care of her.

Saturday, August 12, 2006

Dad loves this picture, he calls it "Don't go into the light". We were just looking out the upstairs window but it is kind of funny.
Daisy Mae

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Daisy and I went to the beach with dad tonight after he got home from work. I sat and watched the boats go by and tried to figure out why those stupid birds make so much racket. Daisy walked on some logs and got all frisky and did a little singing. I got sand in places I wont mention on here, but life is good.


Monday, August 07, 2006

Bestest friends take care of each other.

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

My dad is obsessed with eye ball boogers.....OBSESSED! I mean I really appreaciate him cleaning them out from time to time, but oh my god he drives me crazy wiping my eyes. Personally I like eye ball boogies. What's the big deal? Anybody have any thoughts about this?