Happy Birthday, Louise! You are the sweetest 3 year old labby/hound doggy in the universe and your people love you to the ends of the earth, and back. It is time for your Pawty (Facebook event happening right now at the DogDaz virtual dog park), so let’s dance. Meatcakes for all!!!!! You love to dance and prance.
We love you Lulu Belle !!!!
Not to distract from the party mood, but Louise and Sofie enter the Pigoween Poem Contest sponsored by our friends Hutch A Good Life and wanted to share with your their masterpiece:
“Thrice the brinded cat hath mew’d.
Thrice and once, the hedge-pig whin’d.
Harpier cries:—’tis time! ’tis time!
Round about the caldron go.”
In we throw some entrail glob,
toads and squirrels, go kaplop.
DogDaz stew we boil and bake,
peanut butter cookies and kitty cakes.
Spider legs when we can catch’m,
cricket backs on which we snack’m.
Mice and snakes and occasional skinks,
this is our Pigoween dream we thinks.
We are lucky we have jobs. We are ZHAs (Zoo Happiness Administrators). Not having a job is hard and we know to many people who are out of work today. We are praying for them to find meaningful work really soon.
Why is it that most dogs like to walk as far out on the lead as they can? They may not pull or jump, but they like to be at the ‘end of the line.’ Or is it actually at the ‘front of the line?’ Either way, almost any dog that I have had, likes to take the lead as far as they can. I know that leading is suppose to be my job and I am sure that many of you animal trainers out there are saying that I am being ‘lead around’ by my dogs (which is probably not a good thing from a leadership stand-point), but sometimes, and usually on our sniffy walks around the neighborhood, I just don’t mind. Sofie is more of a follower than a leader. She is off leash 99.9% of the time and usually a bush or 2 back sniffing away. Louise is a step ahead. Lulu is on the leash because I just do not trusted that she will not bolt into someone’s yard if she sees a squirrel or other creature. When is it OK to follow their lead? Am I suppose to keep them tight by my side and at my heel in all situations? But this is the sniffy, go potty, walk, so should I care?. I don’t mind being at the end of the line – as long as I am the leader.
October and November are the best months to see the beauty of the fall plant called the Chrysanthemum or “Mum” for short. These incredible plants are dense, compact, and bushy and provide an array of color for months, not days, long after the dahlias, daisies, zinnias, and coreopsis are gone. Plant them in the spring if you really want a good show in the fall. Remember to pinch them back to produce really strong blooms. “Mums” the word around here this month.
Mom makes us pose in front of all these weird things. We just want to pee on them.
Sofie and I went down to the river to check on the dinner crab situation. You see, our water (the Magothy River) is directly off the the Chesapeake Bay, so we get the best Blue Crabs in the nation. All we have to do is put these crabpots* in the water and the silly things crawl inside (How dumb is that?).
Mom was checking but it doesn’t look like anyone crawled in. Our humans love crabs but Mom is just going to have to go find one of those trucks on the side of the road tonight and get whatever the seaman caught today. That’s me! Louise the Baydog
*Invented by Benjamine F. Lewis in the 1920’s, patented in 1928, and perfected 10 years later, the crabpot changed forever the way hard crabs are harvested on the Chesapeake Bay. The crabpot is the most common method used to catch and harvest crabs and is used worldwide.
Louise here. Now that Peanut is gone, I claim this comfy bed as mine! Do you understand me all you other animals. Whenever that door is open and Mommy goes in there, that is my throne. None of you are to even try and get up on the bed with me.
What part of “IT’S MINE!” do you not understand Nine???!!!!
Sofie Bear, the whiner, in her whiniest voice says: “Mommy has gone up north to visit Peanut at college for Parent’s Weekend. This is really not fair! We know that she used to bring Squash E Bear on long trips with her wherever she went. He even would go into the classroom with her when she picked Peanut up at school. Why doesn’t she take us? We found this picture in the animal file of Peanut and Squash at Halloween 2006. It looks like Peanut even shared her candy with him. This is just wrong! Mommy should take us everywhere she goes. Lulu, don’t you think Mommy should take us on trips?”
Louise, the shy says: “But SoSo, that means riding in the giant metal box for hours and hours. You hate the car. You cry all the time and sometimes you even get sick.”
Sofie: “Well, it’s still not fair! The least she can do is give us some candy.”
I know there was a bunch of you that were laughing at the title of today’s post and you understand what I am talking about. K8 bought me a cute sweatshirt with that saying on it and it made me laugh. Here at the zoo we live it every day. I spend hours, days, even months training the dogs. I own them and I feel that their behavior is definitely a reflection of the work I put into helping them understand what is expected of them in the world. I am their ‘boss.’ Kind of like the sports team owner around here.
But the cats, well they definitely think I work for them. “Human,” they say “we demand that you play with us now or we will bite on your phone cord or walk on your keyboard;” “Feed me now or I will throw up a hairball in the middle of the living room (especially since you just cleaned the carpet);” “Clean my litter box now or I will use this corner of your office as my new toilet;” “Feed me or I will go in the kitchen and knock all your favorite things off the counter;” need I say more. The truth is, they are right. I work for them.
Happy Birthday, Louise! You are the sweetest 3 year old labby/hound doggy in the universe and your people love you to the ends of the earth, and back. It is time for your Pawty (Facebook event happening right now at the DogDaz virtual dog park), so let’s dance. Meatcakes for all!!!!! You love to dance and prance.
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