Last night at The Dog Park, I was attacked by a rather squat, long-eared dog. He sounded a lot like I imagine Barry White would sound were he a dog ( Read more... )

I got two good bites in on one of the cats this morning. They just don't get that I'm faster than they are. When will they learn? The hissing noise doesn't scare me. In fact, it eggs me on. My bark is much louder (and more abrasive, I'm told) than the cats' little hisses ( Read more... )

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They (stuey and her partner in crime, Laurie) call it the game room, but it's hardly any fun at all. They ripped the carpet up, and the concrete floor is cold and ugly. Of course, I don't mind a cold floor, especially when it's 110 degrees outside (or so they say - I can't actually see, or read, the thermometer ( Read more... )