Pumpkin Time!

Dusty Doodles Reporting!

We gots our pumpkins yesterday. Doodles didn't think we'd get pumpkins this year, cuz Da momma said she couldn't find any our size. So yesterday she gots on the phone and called and called and then went bye-bye in the car and when she came home she had our PUMPKINS!

Here I am enjoying the first bites on my pumpkin.

Here is Whiskey getting her first EVER pumpkin. Notice I was really chomping on my pumpkin. First you have to eats off the stem part and then you can gets to the good parts.

And here we both are, enjoying our pumpkins.

Doodles loves his pumpkins!

In other news, lets see. I saw Meeshka was talking about re-training her hooman lady. That happens every day here. Seems Da momma is always forgetting when it's time for Doodles to have his cookies. So I have to remind her, lots and lots and sometimes even resort to the claw and the bitie thing.

Da momma says we are having an India summer. I don't know what that is, but it hasn't been very cool during the days, only at night, and Doodles doesn't like that. I thought fall was here and winter was soon to follow and then all of a sudden it's down right hot during the days again. Not any fair I say, and Opy and Charlie need to keep the summers down under with them.

We had a visitor last night, but I'm not sure if it was Yipper or who, cuz I was busy doing the sleepy in the house. Pumpkins wore me out and we gots to sleep in the house last night. Yipper will have to come back tonight, so we can visits. We gots us a bandit too. Least he looks like a bandit. He has a little mask right around his eyes, but it's not a husky kinda mask, it's a bandit kinda mask. He's been trying to get into our outside goodie can, but Da dad put rubber things on it and he can't get in. He chitters at us, but I don't speak bandit too good, so I don't know what he's saying. I hope he keeps coming back though, cuz I'd like to learn his chittering and then we could talk and stuff. Da momma says he can be mean, but he doesn't look too mean to Doodles.

Da momma has still been doing too much of that workie thing. She tolds me that she will go back to her normal workie hours in a couple more weeks. By then it better be winter or something.

Here is one last picture of Doodles, after I had enjoyed my pumpkin -- well I still have some left.

Better go and finish my pumpkin.

Doodles Out!!

Breaking Weather -- It's Cooler Out there!

Dusty Doodles reporting!

Hey everyhusky, it's almost winter!! Doodles can tell this because it's cooler outside and I am not panting like a panting bear or something. Of course we don't get that snow stuff, only rain and mud, but I can smell the rain on the horizon!! Doodles is very happy! Da dad should be packing up our swimming pools any days now and we should be getting in our straw!

Yes, we gets straw for our pens and our outside houses. Doodles loves it when the straw comes. It comes in big bales and I gets to help Da momma and Da dad distribute it around my pen and in my house. The hoomans say that the straws keeps all the mud from coming into their house, and I guess it does, but it's way fun to play in and hide things in and it smells so good, I just have to rub my whole body in it!! I can't wait for the straws to come!!

In other news, Da sister went home, but not before she gave me more sammich. This sammich wasn't pig butt, it was cowdog butt. I hoped it wasn't one of my cowdog friends that are missing. Da momma says they went north for the winter, but I think she's lying, because I watch the birds and stuff and everything goes south for the winter.

We had a near flood in the hooman house and I didn't do it!! See in the kitchen they have this bucket where the faucet is and it drains out somewheres -- I don't know where that water goes -- anyway, one day Da dad was washing the dishes in the kitchen bucket (I know, I could've washed them, but they won't let me) and the bucket overflowed. Da dad said a lot of bad words about clog and stopped up and stuff. So he took everything out of that cupboard under the hooman bucket and I gots to help him fix where the water goes. I tried to hold the portable light thing, but he thought I was stealing it and took it away. I was just trying to help. Then I thought I would hand him his toys -- except he calls them tools, but again, he thought I was stealing them. He made me go outside and locked me and Whiskey out there, so we wouldn't continue helping him. He said he didn't need our kind of help. I wonder who helped him then??
Anyway Da dad finally got the water to go wherever it goes and Da momma was much happier.

Whiskey got her first gopher. He died when she tried to play with him. I tried to tell her that you have to be gentle or they die too quick, but she didn't listen. She then laid him out for Da momma to find -- again, I told her bad idea, because Da momma would take it away for the funeral and we wouldn't get to go. Sure enough, Da momma and Da dad took the gopher and had the funeral without us.

Well better run -- now that we can run, cuz it's not a million degrees out there!!

Doodles out!

Dusty Doodles Reporting!

Da Sister came to visit!!!

Here I am with Da Sister, asking nicely for her sammich.

Here WhiskeyGirl joins in asking for the sammich. We really, really wanted the sammich and we were giving her our cutest, fluffiest, I want that sammich look.

And look, we got the sammich.

It was a really good sammich. It has pig butt and cheese and stuff on it. Doodles really, really liked it. Doodles wishes that Da sister would come visit more often, so we could get more sammiches.

Doodles Out!!

The Hat's Been Stolen and Other Fun Things

Dusty Doodles reporting here!

Well, the hat Doodles tried so hard to hang on to finally came up. That's right, I frows up. But I buried my hat, except that Whiskey found it and was parading around the yard with it, so Da momma stole it from us. She ruined all the fun. Oh well, at least I kept her on poop detail for a few days. I always have to woowoo to myself when she looks in all my poop with her funny mittens on her paws and stuff. Da momma is so weird.

In other news, Doodles caught a gopher today. See I saw him poke his head out of his hole in my pen and so I waited and waited and waited and waited and when he did it again, I grabbed him and asked him if he wanted to play. I don't think he did, cuz he died. I didn't mean to kill him, honest!! Doodles just didn't know he was so fragile. Da dad came and got him -- he saw me still trying to play with him by throwing him in the air and stuff. So Da dad took him away for his funeral. I didn't get to go and I'm thinking he is buring behind the house some wheres.

Last night my friend, Yipper came looking for me, but I was doing the sleepy in the house. I knew he was out there cuz I could hear him, and I kept waking up Da momma to let me out, but she kept telling me to go to sleepy. Da dad finally gots up and let me out and I pretended I had to pee -- but really I was looking for Yipper. When I woo'd to him, Da dad made me come in the house again. Da momma and Da dad said I kept them awake all night -- well if they would've let me out to play with Yipper, they could've slept. Da momma told Da dad that Yipper (she calls him a coyote) was in the field next to our house when she went to work. They think he's coming in too close and are gonna talk to some Fishmanhooman about what to do. Doodles doesn't understand what the Fishmanhooman knows about Yipper, but I hope he doesn't do anything bad to my friend. I know Da momma would never hurt him, cuz she loves all the critters and especially those that are my friends, but I just don't know about this Fishmanhooman person.

Oh! I heard a rumor and I don't believe it at all. Da dad took my friend, Omani to Dr. Brenda. He wasn't sick or nothing, he just needed his toes cut and Da dad and Da momma are afraid to do that, cuz my friend, Omani doesn't like his feets touched. So he went to Dr. Brenda. Da dad told Da momma that my friend, Omani screamed like a girl when Stacy cut his toes. You know, I don't like my toes cut either -- but it doesn't hurt -- so I really don't think my friend, Omani screamed like a girl. I asked him and he wouldn't tell me.

Da momma is doing that lots of that workie thing again. Something about harvest and rice. I know she works where there is rice, cuz I always smell it on her and it smells pretty good. I don't know what harvest is, but she says that if they don't get the rice in before the rain, then Doodles won't have no rice for his chicken. That would be bad. So I guess if Da momma has to workie lots to get the rice for my chicken it would be okay, but I don't like it much, cuz when she's not here, the compooter room door is shut and I can't get in here to do my blog stuff. In my next life, I'm gonna ask doG for opposable thumbs.

I almost forgot! Yesterday Whiskey and I were trying to dress up for Halloweenie cuz we heard it was coming. We rolled in the sticky stuff that the tree gives off and then rolled in the dirt and grass. We figured we could go treating as tumbleweeds. Da momma wrecked that idea too. When she saw us, she gave us BATHS! AND it was baths with horrible smelling soapy stuff. It was awful. Just awful. I don't know what to do with that Da momma. Steals my hat, steals my gopher, denies me my friends and then gives me a bath. I have to plan something downright evil.

Doodles Out!

Are all Hoomans Stoopid??

Dusty Doodles reporting!

Doodles has not given up that hat yet and Da momma is busy doing poopie detail. She has to go out there and exam all my poop. Is that stoopid or what?? She must really want that hat back or something!

In other news -- there is CONSTRUCTION going on in my pen! That can only mean one thing -- more play things!!! Da dad was out there yesterday after my birfday celebration and he was building something on the back of my house. Whiskey and Doodles had to go out to the pen this morning and it was this box thing without a top. Pretty tall. Da momma and Da dad went somewheres, so Doodles gots to check it out really good and I peed on it for good measure. But we can't be out there when Da dad is constructing cuz he doesn't like to share his special toys -- Da momma calls them tools. Doodles heard Da momma and Da dad talking about a bedroom for my house and about taking down the playcenter -- cuz Da momma thinks it's getting dangerous -- another stoopid hooman thought. The playcenter is this:

Last year, Da dad added a tunnel to it, but Doodles can't find the pictures of that. Anyways, Da momma is thinking it's dangerous cuz it's old and Whiskey and I have kinda chewed it in places. She says she's afraid we are going fall through it now and break our legs -- is that stoopid or what?? We know where we chewed it and we know how to play king of the mountain and stuff. Anyways I heard Da momma tell Da dad to fix it and leave the tunnel and take away the stairs and the ramp and leave it open, like another veranda. I'm not sure I will like it. Doodles stands on the top to talk to the cowdogs and what happens if Da dad forgets the top?? Plus we won't have a secret hidie spot inside anymore where we can hide our things from Da momma.

But I might like a bedroom for my house. I'll take a picture when Da dad gets done constructing. Some of you might ask why I have a house outside, when I have a house inside. Well, see it's like this -- mean old ShoneeWitch has to have time in the house too. So her pack, that includes my friend, Omani, gets to come in the hoomans house every other night for sleepy time. Doodles and Whiskey has to stay out in the pen on those nights. So we has a special house that Da dad build for us. ShoneeWitch and my friend, Omani and Tundra all have houses in their pen too -- for the nights that Whiskey and Doodles gets to sleepy in the hooman house. That might sound horrible for some of yous, but really it's lots of fun to stay outside all night. At night time is when we have the best visitors -- like stinkycats, and cooncats and yippers (Da momma calls then coyoters). If Doodles didn't stay out every other night then I wouldn't have them animules as friends. So it's pretty cool.

Better go and supervise Da dad.

Doodles Out~

My Birfday!

Dusty Doodles reporting on my Birfday celebration!

This is my new toy. Except now she doesn't have that hat. See that hat?? Doodles ates it. Well what happed is that I took it off the witch cuz I was trying to find where that squeeker thing was and Da momma saw me, so to keep Da momma from taking the hat, I just ate it. Whole. Now Da momma is really worried. She tried to make me frows up, she used a couple of different icky tasting stuffs, but I ain't given that hat back -- cuz I knows what will happen to it. I wants to keep it.

This is my cake. Whiskey had one too. It was really yummy and had the frosting stuff inside it.

This is me eating my cake. Notice how the plate is empty. I ates my cake faster then Da momma could take the picture.

This is me and Da dad helping Whiskey eat her cake. She didn't eats it too fast and she had to have it broken into little pieces. She's such a girl.

This is Me, the Doodles after Da momma tried to make me frows up. Notice my eyes are closed, I was trying to make the foam stuff in my mouth go away.

This is Whiskey stealing my toy. Don't worry, Da momma gots me a back up one, so I could have one and Whiskey could haves one. Da momma stole the hat off of the other one after I ate the first hat. She won't give it back either. I think I'm gonna wait until Da momma is watching the talking box later and then frows up in her lap. Doodles has done that before and she makes all kinds of girl noises. It was funny!! And since today is International Pain in the Butt Day, that will be what I do.

So, that was my Birfday. Doodles also gots a BIG bag of jerky. But Da momma is being stoopid and won't let me have any more until after I frows up. She did however gives me bread and BUTTER after I ate the hat -- seems someone told her to do that, I think it was Meeshka's hooman. Thank You Meeshka's hooman -- that butter was good, the bread was okay -- but better with the BUTTER.

Well better go guard my hatless witch.

Burp.

Doodles Out~

It's my Birfday and I'll Woo if I wanna!

Dusty Doodles reporting!

Yesterday was my birfdays! Now I am 4 hooman years old. Da momma says we are celebrating my birfsday today!!! Yesterday I gots special foods, cuz of my birfdays. For breakfast we gots scrammy eggs with cheese and hot doggies. Last night we gots chickie with special wild rice and greenie beans. Doodles doesn't know what's we getting today, but I bet it's good, cuz Da momma says today is the celebrating day. We couldn't really celebrates yesterday cuz Da momma had to do that workie thing. I gets presents too and I bets I gets BUTTER!!! Da momma tolds me I am getting a cake too!! Da best part of yesterday was that Da momma's hip is all better!!! See Doodles told you I didn't think it was arfritis, cuz I woo'd it and it wouldn't go away. Well, Da momma wents to another doctor, I don't think it was my doctor, but maybe. Anyways, the doctor tolds Da momma that it was grrsitis. And he gave her a special shot into her hip. And now the grrsitis is all gone. WOOOWOOOO!!!

In other news, Da brother called for my birfsdays. He wants me to change my blog name to Doc's Dusty Doodles. See everyhooman calls him Doc cuz he fixes peepol in the Navy and he has always said that he was my hooman and I was his Doodles. Doodles is gonna think about this, cuz I do love my Da brother, but I jsut don't know.

Da sister called for Doodles birfdays too! And she says that the kiddles have written me and I will get the letters with the next mailpeepol day. I don't know when that is -- is it today or not?? Our mailpeepollady is nice and all, but she doesn't seem to come everyday. Da momma says it's cuz she's stoopid, but sometimes we go many days without her coming. That's when Da momma calls the main mailpeepol and tells them. That mailpeepol service is Stoopid and Doodles thinks the mail would be more consistent if us huskies delivered it. It might have alittle spit on it, cuz we don't have thumbs, but Doodles knows we would deliver it everyday.

Over at Meeshka's place, she been catching grubs. Doodles has never found those here and I am quite jealous cuz they sound really yummy. I been digging a few more holes just to make sure we don't have them, but all I find is earthworms and they taste like dirt, so I knows it's not the grubs that Meeshka is describing. Why is it some huskies have all the stuff that Doodles wants?? Grubs, snow, sleds, stay at home Da mommas. The list goes on. It makes no sense to Doodles. We should all have the same things cuz we are huskies.

What's that Doodles hears?? Da dad is making breakfast -- gotta run!! I'll write later and tell you about my birfdays presents and CAKE!!

Doodles Out!

Doodles Gets to Go Fishing!

Dusty Doodles reporting here!

Doodles is enjoying the fall weather and hasn't been inside enough to post much, he apologizes to everyhusky and everydog and doglet. It's nice and cool out in the evenings and Doodles is loving it!! Whiskey and I play and play and play. We've even gotten Da momma to play with us a couple of times. She plays a mean game of chase. I think that means her hips are better. Doodles still thinks she has dysplasia and not arfritis. If it was arfritis, don't you think that my sneaking up and woo-ing at Da momma's hip would have made it go away?? Me, too. That's why Doodles thinks she has dysplasia and she needs to go to my doctor to get a bionic hip. Then she could play more with me and Whiskey. Doodles loves to chase Da momma!

Hey! You know what I figured out?? I figured out why hoomans call crickets - 'crickets'. It's because when you eats them, they go - crick - et in your mouths. I kinda like the sound of that so, I beens eating a lots of them. They make me frows up if I eat too many so I try to pace myself. Da momma says we must be in for a bad winter cuz we have so many crickets. Doodles wonders if a bad winter means snow?? Doodles would love for it to snow, but we never get snows.

Something interesting happened last night. Da momma and Da dad went out to gets foods and while they were gone a poleecepersons car broke right in front of our property, in fact it was right in front of Doodles' and Whiskey's pen! Doodles watched the poleeceperson get outta his car and look in the mouth of the car. I don't think he figured out what was wrong with it, because it wouldn't start for him or nothing. Doodles watched him closely, in case he had cookies in his car or maybe he might of needed a new poleecedog, but he didn't. He did however, talk to Doodles and Whiskey and he says that we are beeutiful. Da momma and Da dad came home with the foods and they went and talked to him to see if there was a bad guy or something. That's when he tolds them that his car broke and he was waiting for the toe truck. Da momma says it's pretty unusual for a poleecepersons car to break. The toe truck came and lifted the poleececar up and they went away. Doodles woo'd him good-bye.

Today Da momma and Da dad left us for a while and they said they went fishing. They didn't bring us any fishes. Doodles likes it when Da momma gets those little fishes and puts them in our swimming pool. I gets to catch them and they are yummy, but they kinda tickle going down my throats. Anyway, Da momma says that next time her and Da dad goes fishing, DUSTY DOODLES GETS TO GO TOO!!! I think that means Whiskey has to go because she's too scared to stay here without me, but that would be okay. Doodles will teach Whiskey how to catch those fishes and water birds. Then we could catch lots of fishes and stuff and Doodles wouldn't have to wait for Da momma to get home with the fishes, that she never catches, but has to buy.

Oops, I head Da dad getting our plates ready for dinner....gots to go now!!

Doodles Out!

International Lazy Week??

Dusty Doodles reporting from sunny California!

I've not posted because there was simply not enough to post about and now Doodles is finding he has quite a bit to say.

First of all Doodles and all his family, both furred and skinned were sorry to hear on the talking box about the loss of a wonderful conservationist and a great person. We all woo in sorrow for Steve Irwin and his family. May he find many animals that need his attention at the Bridge. Doodles wonders if Opy or Chuckie will be able to go to his funeral?? If so, Doodles hopes they will give him an appropriate farewell in Husky song.

News here in California is slow, although a quailbird did walk into my mouths earlier in the week. Doodles tolds you it would happen and sure enough it did. I was laying out under my veranda and here he comed. When he gots close enough, Doodles just opened my mouths and he walked right in. All Da momma and Da dad found were a few feathers, they are hard to swallow and his feets. Doodles doesn't like quailbird feets. I do have to tell you he was quite yummy in my tummy.

I been thinking, I been doing alots of thinking this week. Doodles been practicing for Meeshka's International Lazy Day and I thinks it should be whole week. One day just isn't long enough to laze around and think of these things. It took me all week to thinks of this.

Doodles hasn't heard from Da sister's little kiddles yet. But Da momma tolds me that they gots my presents and really liked them and they are supposed to be writing back to me. Doodles hopes he gets their letters soon cuz I'm anxious to start helping with their homeworks and stuff.

Well that's all Doodles has to say this time...I'll try to read everyone's blog and catch up with you all, but first I need another nap! Is it Dog Days of Summer yet?? Is that why Doodles is so sleepy??

Doodles Out!!

Long Overdue Post

Dusty Doodles reporting here!

Sorry it's been all week since my last post. Doodles has been spending time making that arfritis go away from Da momma's hip and I think my efforts have paid off. Da momma hasn't exactly played with Doodles or Whiskey yet, but she says that she feels better. So Doodles is thinking maybe today she will play a good game of chase with us.

Doodles hasn't heard from Da sister's kiddles yet and I sure hope Meeshka doesn't ban them fore they can write me back. Da sister says not to worry and to be patient. Doodles doesn't like to be patient.

Doodles bets everyhusky and everydog is wondering why there is a picture of a snake on my blog. Well, Doodles will tell you!!

The other day Da momma was at work and then Da dad left. They were gone a long time and were even late with dinner. Da momma later told Doodles that she had to go back to the doctors and Da dad met her there. Anyway, whiles Whiskey and I were waiting for them to get home a huge snake slithered into our yard. Whiskey was terrified of him and ran to the top of our playcenter. Doodles joined her there to try to make her calm down and do something about that big old snake. He was longer then Doodles and ugly and fat as my leg. Whiskey refused to come down off of the playcenter -- she's such a wimp. And the snake meanwhiles was getting into our pool!! Whiskey was shrieking and Doodles was sure she was gonna shriek herself into bringing the policepeopols or something. Doodles would have been embarrassed to have the policepeepols come and find us both on the top of our playcenter yelling our husky heads off.

So, Doodles decided I had to get that snake outta our pen. The other dogs, Shonee and Tundra were laughing at me -- but my friend Omani, he was giving me encouragement and telling me hows to proceed. So Doodles wents up to the snake and I asked him nicely to leave. Doodles even gave him a little nudge....just like my friend, Omani said to. That snake had the nerve to wrap his slimmy body around my leg!!! That made Doodles mad! Doodles went after that snake and we wrestled a bit. He would wrap hisself around my legs and I would grab him and throw him. We did this for a long time -- in fact in the process Da momma and Da dad came home and Doodles didn't even notice. It felt like Doodles was in the battle for his very life!

Da dad came right out to my pen and grabbed the snake and got him off of me and took him out to Da momma. Da momma says he was a gopher snake and he was the biggest one she ever saw. She says he was over 6 ft long and as big around as my leg. Da momma says Doodles was very brave for fighting the snake. She said the snake wouldn't hurt us, but Doodles doesn't believe that cuz he had me in body hold when Da dad came in. I was beginning to feel like one of those wrestler peepol on the talking box! Da momma said that the snake was almost dead -- so she had Da dad put him out of his misery. Doodles doesn't know how Da dad did that cuz he took him behind the house and Doodles guesses they had the funeral back there to. Doodles didn't go. Doodles gots extra cookies. I had to share them with Whiskey even though alls she did was stand there and yell!

Doodles don't like snakes and I hope I never sees another one. So that's why there's a snake on my blog today!

Doodles is gonna try to visit everyhusky and everydog's blog today -- but we'll see how Da momma feels firsts.

Doodles out!!

Doodles in School!

Dusty Doodles reporting here with exciting news!

Doodles is gonna be helping Da sister teach them little kiddles in the school!

See my Da brother is in something called the Navy, they call him Doc. Da momma says he's not a real doctor, but he is a medik and he helps keep the mareens and armees peepols from dying in the wars. Doodles knows when Meeshka rules the world, she won't let the peepols have wars, cuz wars are stoopid. Anyways Doodles misses his Da brother. Da sister teaches the kiddles at a 'pecial school for the armees kiddles. That's all that goes to that school is the armee kiddles. Doodles likes kiddles cuz they are just the right size to kiss and stuff.

Doodles convinced Da momma and Da dad to go to Wally's and buy lots of school stuff to send to the kiddles in Da sister's classroom. Today I gots to help pack it all up and tomorrow Da dad is taking it to the mailpeepol. In the box are school stuffs, pens and pencils and papers and rasers and stuff. Doodles gots to put a 'pecial card in each bag with a little woo on it for the kiddle. It was lots of funs. Now the mailpeepols will take the packages from Da dad and take them to Da sister and she will give them to the kiddles, along with a 'pecial letter Doodles wrotes to them. Doodles hopes the kiddles will writes him back and then when they do, I can help them with their homeworks and stuff. You know Doodles is pretty smart. Da momma has a sign on her car that says Doodles is smarter then an honorary student. That's pretty smart. Da sister is also gonna send me some lessons to help her with. Da sister wants me to write what I knows about stuff and everythings. Doodles is so excited I can't wait!!

Da brother says its important for all of us to help support the trroops and since Doodles don't know them, exept for the ones Da brother brings home, I figures Doodles should help the kiddles. Most all the kiddles at this 'pecial school where Da sister teaches have either their momma or their daddy off in the wars. Doodles knows that they miss their hoomans a lot, cuz Doodles misses his Da brother. Doodles wants them kiddles to know that someone is membering them and says WOO to them and helps them to do good in school.

I'll let you all know when I get my first assinment from Da sister. Maybe somes of you can help!

Oh and about Jack. Doodles woos he won't eat Jack. I just want to get up close to him and sniff him really good and maybe take a little lick or something.

Doodles Out!

PS -- The firepeepols gots the fire out, but the firebug's still on the loose. I been eatin all the bugs I see, but Da momma says that won't help. I just don't get it.

Meet Jack!

Dusty Doodles reporting here!

Sorry it's been a while since I posted. Doodles been busy making friends!

This is Jack. He's Doodles' new friend. Isn'the an interesting looking dog?? He says he's a rabbitdog and I can call him Jack. Doodles has seen some of his relatives, but I've never met them before a couple of days ago.

See, a couple of days ago, Jack walked right up to my pen and Doodles watched him closely. The next day, Jack came back and came right up to the fence again. Doodles just knew he wanted to be friends. So I went up to the fence real slow like, I didn't want to scare him away or anything. Slowly Doodles sniffed him and he sniffed Doodles back. Doodles woo'd at him and he JUMPED! But Jack didn't run off or anything!

Since then, Jack has been coming to visit almost every night. He comes right up to the fence and we say hello and then he JUMPS up and down my fence line and Doodles tries to chase him. Jack's really quick though and he can JUMP a long ways. Last night Doodles ran along the fence and Jack chased me. Doodles wishes Da momma or Da dad would let Jack in my pen, but just like the stoopid hoomans they are, they say that it's not wise. Jack and Doodles calls their new game "Jack Tag". Whiskey don't play it with Jack. Doodles thinks Whiskey is afraid of Jack cuz she won't come and sniff him and say hello or anything. Doodles likes his new friend.

In other news...Da momma's hips are still hurting her and as much as Doodles tries to make them all better, it's just not working. She went to the hooman doctor and he gave her some pills. Doodles hopes that makes Da momma all better soon, so she will play chase with me and Whiskey. If those hooman doctor pills don't work, Doodles is gonna tell Da momma she needs to go to Doodles' doctor, Brenda. Doodles knows Dr. Brenda would fix Da momma right up, cuz she's good like that.

Whiskey gots Doodles in trouble the other morning. See, we are not allowed to play husky games in the house and Whiskey keeps forgetting. So she started it and Doodles was trying to tell her to knock it off. Well, Da momma caughts us and yelled at Doodles. I didn't think that was too fair and Doodles yelled back at her. She tolds me not back talk her or Doodles would go to time out. Doodles doesn't like time out cuz that means I have to go to the crate in the sleepy room all by myself. Doodles doesn't like to be by hisself.

We gots another firebug this year. See, firebugs come and start fires. Fires are really scary. This firebug started a fire in the hills behind us. It's not real close to our house yet and Doodles hopes those firehoomans can put it out quick. We live in fire country as Da momma calls it. We have lots of wildfires, sometimes the light rods from the sky start the fires, sometimes peepols start the fires and sometimes Doodles hears the talking box say it's firebugs. The talking box say it's a pretty big fire. Doodles tried last year to find that firebug so I could eats him up, but I couldn't find him. Doodles is gonna start looking again for him. Doodles figures if I eats him, he can't start no fires in my tummy and that would keep our house and neighborhood safe and stuff.

Well Doodles better go and head outside, it's almost time for Jack to come and play!

Doodles Out~

It's TAG!!!

Dusty Doodles here!

I was tagged by IndyPindy.

Here's how this kinda tag is played:

The player of this game starts with "5 weird things/habits about yourself." Then you tag 5 friends and list their names. The furries who get tagged need to write on their blogs about their 5 weird things/habits, as well as state this rule clearly, then tag 5 more victims. Don't forget to leave your victim a comment that says "you're tagged!" in their comments and tell them to read your blog.

1. Doodles loves foods, all foods. Doodles knows how to eat artichokes (but they must have mayonaise) and I even love lettuce.

2. Doodles woos when Da momma asks me "Does Dusty have woo's in him" or "You got something to say". It's my cue to woo away and sometimes I have lots and lots to say.

3. Doodles eats olives. We live in an olive orchard and have lots of trees. Da momma says the trees are too old for harvesting so we don't have that done. But the olives still fall to the ground and I eats them. They have to be just the right ripeness and I can become very possessive of my olives.

4. Doodles has to have dessert after every meal. Dessert is 3 cookies. If I don't eat my dessert I will bug the hoomans, including using the claw like Meeshka. Dessert is part of my meals. The most important part.

5. In real life Doodles doesn't like little dogs because once when we were on vacation, I was minding my own business on a trail and a little dauchie came and attacked me, biting my leg and made me need to see the doctor about it. Da momma kept me from killing the little dog, who wasn't on a leash, but ever since I see all little dogs as ankle biters and want them gone. Prior to that I was pretty gentle with little guys. But I love my internet doglet friends -- I would never try to hurt them because Doodles knows they wouldn't hurt me.

Doodles tags Sadie Mae, Hershey, Splash, Dakota, and Lex

Doodles Out~

It's Just Me, Omani

Hello,

Dusty Doodles gave me his secret password and told me I should post a few words in his blog. I've never done this before, so if I make a mistake, please forgive me.

I want to thank all of Dusty's blog friends for asking about me and keeping their paws crossed for me in regards to my incident with the Stinkycat.

It was very late at night when I saw stinky. Now, you have to understand, there are no other animals allowed in my pen -- not ever. I am not a meanie (like Miss Shonee) but there are some things I just cannot tolerate. It is my job to alert the humans if anyone comes to our gate or if there are strange things outside. I take my job very seriously. My human family, as well as my canine family depend on me.

So anyway, I saw old Stinky and I alert barked, but no one paid attention. I am sure the humans were asleep and Dusty was in the house that night with Whiskey. Miss Shonee and TunMan were dead asleep -- you know they are old, right??

I took it upon myself to defend my family from the likes of Stinky. When I approached Stinky and asked him to leave nicely, he turned around and sprayed me right between the eyes with his evil smell. It hurt my eyes really bad, but it also made me mad. So I went after him and my niceness was gone. Stinky ended up having to attend a funeral, and it was his own. I am not sorry about that. The rules are the rules. I most certainly understand a Stinkycat or someone else accidently making their way into my pen, but when I ask you to leave nicely, you better do it -- or there will be consequences. That's the way it is.

Even though Miss Shonee and TunMan didn't get close to Stinky, they still had to go to Doctor Brenda's with me. I didn't know that Stinkycat's could carry rabies and not that it would have mattered anyway. I would easily lay down my life for those in my family. It's just the way I am.
I was up to date on my rabies vaccination and Stacy, our nurse, gave me another one, just to be safe. She also put some drops in my eyes that helped the sting go away. I had 'red eye' for a day or so, but they feel much better now.

We won't know for sure about the rabies unless/until I come down with it. Dr. Brenda thinks I should be safe from it, and I was last time we had a StinkyCat that came into the yard. If I show no symptoms in 60 days, they will assume that I am okay -- although my human says that in rare cases symptoms can appear 6 months later. I know it is a fatal disease and although I'd rather not die, I also know that if I do contract rabies, I have lived a good life and there isn't anything I would have changed -- well except for my friend, Dusty, having to live in a different pen. My humans love me, they have taken good care of me since I came here as a rescue at 10 weeks of age. I am now almost 6 years old.

Thank you all for your words of encouragement to Dusty. He's been pretty upset about the whole thing. And again, thank you for keeping me in your thoughts.

If Dusty allows it, I will post again sometime.

Always on guard,

Omani Frances

On a Serious Note...

Dusty Doodles reporting here. I have something serious I want to talk about.

Doodles doesn't understand how peepol can still allow us huskies, doggles and doglets to make puppies, when there are millions of us dying in the doggy jails. Doodles knows that some puppies have to be made, but Doodles thinks that those puppies should be the very best that can be made. The hoomans that own the mom and dad dogs should not just allow them to make puppies, but do everything in their power to make sure those puppies are as perfect and healthy as can be.

It makes Doodles really mad when I see meanie Shonee getting special attention. She gets special attention because she's sick all the time. Meanie Shonee is sick all the time because her dog mom and dad weren't checked for diseases before they made her. The peepol that owned her dog mom and dad were what Da momma calls backyardbreeders. They sound evil and Doodles doesn't like them. So because they were stoopid and allowed meanie Shonee's dog mom and dad to make her and didn't make sure they were healthy and disease free, now Doodles has to deal with meanie Shonee and her getting all the special attention from Da momma and Da dad for being sickly. See, that is pretty stoopid, huh?? Just another way that hoomans are stoopid. doG, let me count the ways!!

Doodles has been researching what us huskies need to do before we make puppies. Other doggles and doglet breeds may need to do different things. For huskies, we need special pictures, called xrays, to check out hips to make sure they are okay. We don't need no crippled puppies that need wheeliechairs to get around or any more that need bionic hips. We also need blood taken outta our arm -- just a little bit -- to check for thyroid problems. Thyroid problems can make us too fat or too skinny and can even make us meanies. We also need our eyes checked. Doodles doesn't mean more peepol looking at our eyes and telling us how buuuteeeful they are. We know they are pretty good looking eyes, but because they are so pretty, they can get evil things in thier call catracks and they can make us blind. If we had a bunch of blind huskies, we might need more Labs to be seeing-eye-dogs for them. No more Labs!! (even though some of Doodles' bestest friends are Labs!!) There are other things that we need too, before we make puppies. We need to be checked to make sure we don't have sex diseases. Not just huskies can get those -- ALL doggles, and doglets can get them. And one more thing -- all doggles, doglets and huskies need to be the very best their breed has to offer and that needs to be confirmed, not by just your momma and your daddy, but by other peepols that don't know you and who don't live with you. Sometimes you will prove that you are the very best in shows or races or agility or stuff. Doodles knows all my friends are the best, they are the bestest friends that a husky could ever have -- but that doesn't mean you are the bestest to make puppies. It doesn't matter if you never have puppies, Doodles will love you all the same!! Woowoo!!

Doodles loves puppies and I don't want any more puppies going to the Bridge because they don't have homes and doG knows we don't need any more dogs here at our house. So unless your house can keep all the puppies that you make, please don't make any -- unless like I said, you've had all your tests and you are the best their is to make puppies.

Doodles Out!

Stinky Cat Update

Dusty Doodles here reporting as usual!

Thought I'd give you all an update on the stinky cat situation. Da dad packed up the three pack and took them to the doctors. My friend, Omani, says that they weren't allowed into the building cuz they stunk. So the Stacy lady, who is our very favorite nursie came out to the truck and gived everyone shots and special nose drops. My friend, Omani, says that the nose drops were the regular ones that we get every year for the cough disease. My friend, Omani says he gots all upset because he wanted to go into the building and get the doctors cat and Stacy told him NO!

My friend, Omani, was still upsets about everything when they gots home. He came to the fence to talks to me and he really stunk. That stinky cat gots him good and you know what?? What smells exotic from a ways away stinks to doG heaven up close. Doodles eyes watered and I sneezed too. My friend, Omani says the stinky cat sprayed the stink into his eyes and his eyes hurts him. Nursie Stacy told him it would go away in a day or so and put stuff in his eyes to help him. My poor friend Omani. He didn't gets to go to stinky cat's funeral either.

Then, Da dad came out and went into the three packs pen with lots of stuff and the water hose. They all had to get baths in stuff that bubbled on them. It helped my friend, Omani, not stink so bad. They each gots two baths. Whiskey and Doodles didn't have to get baths cuz we didn't get near the stinky cat.

When Da momma came home from workie (very late) she says they smell better and could come into the house now.

Our doctor, Dr. Brenda says she thinks my friend, Omani will be okay, cuz she thinks his shots will work for him and she doesn't think the stinky cat had that bad rabies disease. Doodles herd Da dad tell Da momma that.

I herd Da dad tell Da momma that he thinks we have a family of stinky cats living in the bushes on the outside of our perimeter fence, cuz this was just a baby stinky cat and he couldn't of traveled too far. Doodles hopes the stinky cat family stays on their side of the fence, cuz Doodles don't want no baths.

Better go and see if I can bribe some cookies for looking cute and smelling better then my friend, Omani.

Doodles Out~

Beaking News -- Stinky Cat Funeral

Dusty Doodles here reporting on the latest happenings.

It was Doodles and Whiskey's night to sleep in the house. The meanie Shonee, Tundra and my friend Omani were sleeping outside. Da momma says they may be sleeping outside for a long time.

I woke Da dad up to tells him that stinky cat was around -- cuz it stinked really bad. Da dad let me outside in my back yard to do my business and Doodles didn't see the stinky cat. When I cames in, Da momma made me come into the bedroom with her and Whiskey and I heard Da dad go out front. The three pack didn't come in though. He yelled at them loud.

When Da dad came back in, he tolds us that my friend Omani had killed a stinky cat. Da dad gots him away from the stinky cat and had to bury him. Da momma didn't go to the funeral, she stayed with us and she saids that stinky cats -- she calls them skunks -- are too stinky for her to stand around in her pj's and watch Da dad bury. Doodles thinks she should have gone anyway.

According to Da momma, the three pack has to have their shots -- which means either they have to go to Dr. Brenda or Dr. Brenda has to come here. Da dad's 'posed to call first thing in the morning to find out if Dr. Brenda will come out or allow one of the girls to come and if they are too busy to come today, then the three pack have to go in to the doctors.

Then Da momma saids that they have to have a special bath and Da dad has to go to town to get the rest of the ingredients. I'm glad Doodles and Whiskey don't have to get special baths. Doodles doesn't like baths. I wonder if the bath will make the stinks go away???

Da momma saids that the stinky cats carry something called rabies that us huskies and doggles can get. Doodles hopes his friend Omani doesn't get it. Da momma says that with hope and luck and prayers that the shots will hold them. But maybe the stinky cat didn't have the rabies.

Doodles is worried about his friend. Cross your paws ok?? Doodles is sad that stinky cat lost with Omani -- but Omani is a big doggle and stinky cat is smaller then a doglet and if this stinky cat wasn't full grown, then he was smaller then that.

Doodles is sad that stinky cat didn't get a proper funeral too. Do stinky cats go to the Rainbow Bridge?? Da momma and Da dad are mad about the stink, but Doodles kinda like it and I think they are over reacting, just like typical hoomans, to the smell. It don't smell that bad. It smells kinda interesting...better then that foo-foo perfumie stuff Da momma uses -- it makes me sneeze.

Back to sleepy time -- it's still the middle of the night here.

Doodles Out.

Simply Sunsday

Dusty Doodles here reporting as usual!

This is a picture of Doodles at the beach. Doodles loves the beach, but I don't get to go very often because it's very far away. There are fun things to do at the beach. Rub in all kinds of exotic smells and play in the waters. When we go to the beach we gets to stay in a little cabin. It's like a house only way smaller. Da momma says when we goes to the beach, Doodles acts like he is on vacation cuz I won't eat my regular foods and will only eat vacation foods. Vacation foods are cheesyburgers and chicken and fish and french fries.

The quail birds woulda walked into Whiskey's mouths today, but she didn't open her mouths. Instead she barked at the quail bird and he flewed away. I gots to train her better or something. That quail bird will be back though and Doodles is waiting!!

Da momma is walking funny. It must be hard to walk on just 2 legs instead of 4. Anyways, she says it's arfritis in her hip and it hurts her. Doodles says get that arfritis outta there. Da momma says she wants one of those bionic hips like the doggles at Meeshka's place. Doodles says she needs to do to that doggles' doctor and he would give her one. Maybe then she wouldn't walk so funny.

I caught Da momma with tears on her face today. Doodles hates when she does that cuz then Doodles has to lick them all up for her. She said that too many good peeples die and that some lady who loved huskies named Susan Butcher died of some silly disease. Doodles woos for her family and Doodles knows that she's leading the best team of huskies beyond the Rainbow Bridge. One day all us huskies will get to kiss her and woo for her in person.

In other news, Da sister is being very bad. Doodles emailed Da sister several days ago and asked her to fix my blog all up with new links and Paw It Forward like Charlie asked, but Da sister hasn't done it. Doodles even told her to let Sadie Mae on the compooter to update her blog and tell me about the Spa, but she hasn't done that either. Doodles doesn't like it when Da sister doesn't repond to polite requests and Doodles isn't quite sure what to do about it. Da momma says Da sister will be here in a few months for a visit. If she's not done her stuff on my blog by then Doodles is gonna have to keep her in the compooter chair until she does and then Doodles thinks he will parade in the yard with her underwear. She always gets mad when Doodles does that. That will show her about polite requests and stuff -- donja think??

Time to go snuggle with Da momma and try to scare away that arfritis stuff from her hip.

Doodles Out.

Funs on Frysdays!

Dusty Doodles reporting from Da City of Gold!

This is the quail bird that is gonna walk into my mouths any time now. He is getting closer and closer and pretty soon he will walk right in. Doodles even has Whiskey convinced to just lay still and watch and wait -- I think she's waiting for one to walk into her mouths too. Da momma says I'm getting droolie face waiting. She's such a goober.

Speaking of Da momma, I heard her tell Da dad that for the next month (how long is that??) she has to do that workie thing a lot. Doodles herd that the other peeples at the workie place are having an operation (does that mean they are broken and have to get fixed like Doodles did??) and then somepeeples is on vacation or something. Doodles thinks they just went to the beach and left Da momma there to do all the workie things. Workie is stoopid. When Meeshka rules the world, I bet we don't have that workie thing no more. Doodles don't like Da momma do that workie thing from sun up to sun down cuz then Da momma is too tired to play with Doodles and Whiskey.

Da momma tolds me that Da sister called and said that Sadie Mae went to the spa and they were mean to her there. Da momma threatens to send Doodles to the spa cuz I don't like to get that torture brush. Why would Da momma send me to a spa if they were mean to Sadie Mae?? Da momma says it would be a different spa then Sadie Mae, but I don't know if I like that whole spa idea. Any of the doglets out there go to the spa?? Are they really mean to you there?? Da momma says they will make me smell good. Doodles doesn't want to smell good, Doodles wants to smell like stinky cat. Doodles likes stinky cat. Doodles will do the bitie thing if they try to make him smell good.

Today Doodles and Whiskey stole Da dads cookies. See he got himself the peeple cookies, you know the kind that taste really good, but they don't let Doodles have. Something about choclate making huskies stoopid or something. Anyway, Da dad got hisself the cookies and then went to the room where the peeples do their business and he left the cookies are the low table in the talking box room. So ---- Doodles took one cookie and Whiskey took the other cookie. They were sure good. But when Da dad came back he asked who ate his cookies and Doodles and Whiskey denied it. Da dad had the nerve to open our mouths and look to see if we had cookie stuff on our teefs. We did, we were busted. He said we were bad HULA-gans. That will teach him to leave the peeple cookies alone. They just called to us and we had to save them.

That's it for now.

Doodles Out~

Just to Clarify...

Doodles here --

Just need to clarify about my post on fences. Doglets ususally do well in yards with short fences, because they are short! Many doglets I have learned don't climb, cuz it might hurt their little backs. But all dogs and doglets get the 'grass is greener' thoughts if left alone too much and you, little doglets still needs to be careful about and all.

I knows not all dogs are huskies (and some of those other kinds are pretty cute for doglets), but us huskies are what Da momma calls nomadic. What that means is we like everyone and every place and like to explore.

So huskies and doglets alike, just be safe and make sure your hoomans keep you safes -- okay??

Doodles Out!!
Short post tonite cuz Da momma needs some extra kisses and snuggles -- she was gone from sun up to sun down (when I woo'd her home) cuz of that workie thing she does.