Bad Hair Day

Me, Bear, and Peanut went to the groomers yesterday. My Mom and Dad took me to a place called "Fish and Critters". Do I look like a critter?? We were shaved in places I can't even mention! There were cages of snakes, birds, iguanas, other unmentionable critters, and of course, fish every where! What were they thinking! There was a parrot that mocked me all day just because I barked at him. They even had the nerve to put a little bow on my collar when I was ready to go home. Do I look like a girl? I don't think so!!!

Winner!

The winner of the monogrammed dog collar drawing is "Eads Family". Congratulations!! Just email my mom at admin@laurennicolegifts.com and she will make one for you. I am going to get her to make me a new one too. I really want a new one for the fall.

My Own Giveaway

I am running my own giveaway contest for all of my furry friends out there. I am giving away a small monogrammed dog collar. I like my name on my collar so that my brother Bear doesn't try to wear it. To enter just visit Lauren Nicole Gifts and leave me a comment letting me know what collar you like the best.

In case you are bigger than me the winner will be able to choose between the small dog collars and the large dog collars (ribbon choices vary).

I will take entries until midnight on Thursday, July 23, 2009. I will draw and announce a winner on Friday, July 24, 2009.

Good Luck!!

In case you're wondering, my dog collar is blue. I wouldn't be caught dead in a pink collar.

It was just bread!!

I know my Mom is upset because I ate the whole loaf of bread. First of all, it was a MINI loaf and second of all I get tired of eating the same food all day every day!! The bread smelled really good so I went for it!! My only mistake was getting caught.

P.S. I don't waddle!!

My neighbors are the best!!

Usually neighbors bring over pies and cookies and I am not allowed to have any. Well, we finally live next door to the best neighbors ever (they give the best belly rubs)! Yesterday they brought over a present for ME (and Bear and Peanut)! The note said "A little something for our cute little fuzzy neighbors" The package was full of little tennis balls and they SQUEAK!! I let Bear have one too!

Just trying to help

I am sure you already read about yesterday's phone incident on my Mom's blog. Everyone knows that my Mom is the worst about keeping up with family and friends. It is gotten so bad that I am concerned that this might in some way effect how many tennis balls I receive as Christmas gifts from family members this year. I was just trying to help out and trying to catch up on a few phone calls to relatives. It is too bad that she already confiscated and returned the credit card I stole otherwise I could order my own tennis balls.

Does anyone know where I can buy small tennis balls?

Help!!! I just lost my last small tennis ball (I think the neighbor's cat took it). I love the small tennis balls (they are about an inch smaller than regular tennis balls), but my mom can't find them any where. Any ideas? I am desperate!

Vacation

I am so glad my parents are planning a vacation soon. I really need a break. It is really tiring to come up with new ways to get into trouble in the same house. When we go on vacation there is a whole new territory to explore. Last time we went on vacation I jumped out of the truck at a rest stop and took off after a bird. My mom was freaking out because it took her a long time to catch me. And you guessed it, I didn't get a treat that day.

The Real Meaning Behind The Picture

My brother, Bear, never gets into trouble so I thought I would curl up by him and look really cute yesterday before my Mom found my mess. Do you ever just stare at a roll of toilet paper and wonder what it would be like to unroll the whole thing? Well, I unrolled a brand new roll all over the bathroom floor and it was awesome!!

Get a Clue!

What the crap is this? I am sure my Mom meant well when she bought me this FAKE steak toy, but she really needs to get with the program. It doesn't squeak, it smells like 409, and it certainly doesn't taste like steak. I am hoping that she reads this because my birthday is in August and I want more tennis balls and a REAL steak.

I am Grounded!

I didn't even do anything wrong (I never do anything wrong). I jumped out of the jeep today when we got back from the post office and I saw the neighbor's garage door open. They have bikes and piles of crap every where. I was trying to help them make more room in the garage so I ran over there and borrowed a blue tennis ball. My Mom saw me and took it back and now I am banned from the neighbor's garage. I am going to have to put some extra effort into looking sad later so that my Mom will feel sorry for me and give me a treat.

How to drive your Mom Crazy!!!

I haven’t driven my Mom crazy for a while so I thought I would stir up her day. It was around noon when the mail lady delivered our mail on Saturday (she’s a nice lady, but she doesn’t carry treats with her….no Christmas card for her!). My Mom grabbed the mail and set it on the short table in the entryway (she never learns…I have always been able to reach everything on that table). I spied a fat padded envelope that looked like fun, waited until she left the room, and as is my usual habit grabbed the package and made a beeline for the dog door that goes out to our back yard. I had a great time playing football with the package for several hours. While I was playing football my Mom was sitting in her office wondering why the garage door kept randomly going up and down. She decided to investigate and spent about an hour trying to figure out if something was wrong with the garage door. She even flipped the main circuit breaker thinking that would solve the problem…she is so silly!! Just before Daddy came home I decided to come clean and brought the package to her. Inside the package was the second garage door opener that the landlord had forgotten to give us when we moved in. Get this….My Mom was so happy that the mystery was solved and that she didn’t have to call someone to fix the garage door opener that she gave me a treat (and I still got to sleep in the bed)..Score!!!!

P.S. In case you were worried the neighbor’s cat wasn’t able to get into the garage while the door was open.

Saving the World from Walmart.....one product at a time

For years my Mom has been buying hand lotion from Bath & Body Works. I absolutely love that stuff! I always cuddle up to her and try to lick it off of her paws (hands). Well everything was fine until my Mom and Dad decided to make budget cuts around here (I am down to one new tennis ball a month). My Mom ran out of her wonderful lotion and bought some cheap imitation junk from Wal-Mart. I just couldn’t stand it, the smell just wasn’t right and I won’t even go into the taste test results. (It's not even good enough for the neighbor's cat). She must be getting older because she forgot to close the bathroom door one morning when she went out to work in the workshop. I jumped up onto the counter (I am really good at it). I spied the imitation lotion and decided that I needed to get rid of it! It took a long time, but I managed to pump almost all of the lotion out onto the counter before my Mom came back in the house for lunch. She was pretty mad for the rest of the day, but the great news is that I still got a treat that night and she is back to buying the good lotion!

P.S. Don't get me wrong - Walmart does have some good stuff (their tennis balls are to die for)!!

Product Review - Hand Stamped Dog Tags

I can't believe my Mom is shamelessly using me to advertise her products. She better give me an extra treat for this! I know that I am not supposed to run away, but every once in a while something really exciting happens - the gas meter guy forgets to latch the gate. I just LOVE to chase the neighbor's cat. The problem is that I always chase him really far away and then I forget how to get back (funny how the cat always makes it home). Someone nice always picks me up, calls the number on my tag and then my mommy comes and gets me. Always remember to put your tag on when getting dressed in the morning, but more importantly if you ever run away and get caught ALWAYS remember to act scared and shake really hard so that you get a treat! http://www.laurennicolegifts.com/hastsipetta.html

Introducing Beetle Bailey

My name is Beetle Bailey, a Shih-tzu with an attitude. Nothing is better in a Dog's life than getting into trouble during the day and watching as your parents forget what happened later that night as they hand over the treats. I would do anything for a treat, except become friends with the neighbor's cat. I hate the neighbor's cat. That jerk gets to run around the neighborhood all day long while I watch from the upstairs window. I know he is out there taunting me, but there isn't anything I can do about it. Because I don't work I have to keep myself busy so I spend a lot of time dreaming up ways to drive my Mom crazy. She says that she won't cut me off from the treat jar if I repent, start a blog, and write about my antics. My brother and sister never get into trouble, but my mommy says I am the bane of her existance. I think that means I am her favorite!!