This looked fun...

1. Your age?
Probably around 5.5 yrs... Mom has no idea how old I was when I adopted her.

2. Your age when came to live with your people?
I told her 9 mo (and she believed me, silly woman)

3. What color is the collar you’re wearing right now?
I don't usually wear a collar except when we go on walkies or to the doggie park. Mom has this new fetish with taking my collar off and yelling 'Frodo's naked!!!'. Weirdo. I think she's doing it so the fur on my neck will grow back in.

4. Who is your favorite person other than the people you live with?
I like all other people the same amount (and ignore them the same amount most of the time). But I love my Mom.

5. How much do you weigh?
Last check 44.6 lbs. 2 months prior to that it was only 39 lbs. I bounce up and down quite a bit, but Mom's hoping my new food will control that.

6. Most expensive thing you’ve ever chewed up?
The connector for the flash on my Mom's $1200 camera... tee hee. But Clemmie made me do it!!!

7. Do you like other Dogs?
Yup! Big or little, I like dogs. Except mean girl-dogs. Don't like those.

8. Who is your best non-human friend?
I would say my best pup-friend is Brinkley, my cousin. But I haven't seen him since he and my cousin Chloe and my gram-Mom and gram-Dad moved to Georgia. So now I guess it would be Clemmie, then Doofy Duncan.

9. Squeaky Toys or Tennis Balls?
Squeaky toys!!! I go nuts for anything that squeaks... but guess what I have!?!? A squeaky tennis ball!!! AHAHAHAHA!

10. Do you like to be brushed?
Hell no.

11. Peanut Butter or Cheese?
Cheese. Peanut butter is okay in a crunch, but I love anything dairy.

12. Do your people cut your toenails?
Yeah, but not since the toe-nail clipper went missing... hmmmmm... wonder where that could have gone... (harr rooo rooo).

13. Any formal education?
I'm in doggie school right now. It's okay. Kinda boring (since I'm so smart and learn everything right away).

14. Couch potato or Energizer Bunny?
Depends on my mood. Lately, more couch potato... unless it looks like we are going somewhere; then I kick into Energizer bunny. Oh yeah, and when there is any new toy, or it's 5 AM and Dunkie and I wanna wrestle.

15. Five nicknames your people call you.
Mini, Bitty, Bear-bug, Fo Fo Mini, Itty-bitties (jeez... I'm not THAT little)

16. What is your best trick?
"Hit me!" I jump up and smack you.

17. Do you like kitties?
I love kittens... to pounce on and chew until they stop squeaking. (don't worry, Mom's never actually let me pounce on one... sigh... I just think it'd be fun, is all)

18. What did you have for breakfast?
Duck and Potato dry food with wet food mixed in. Yum.

19. Can you hunt (aka have you ever killed anything living)? If so, what?
Yup! I've killed birds, lizards, bugs and even got me a possum last year!

20. When & why was the last time you went to the V.E.T.?
Ummmm... about 6 months ago for my shots.

21. Where do you sleep at night?
Before the stoopid puppy came I slept in the bedroom most of the time, and sometimes in the living room, and occasionally on my cool new bed. Now, I always sleep in the living room with the doofie puppy... 'cause he SNORES and Mom kicks us out of the bedroom.

22. Do you like to swim?
Ick. No. I don't like deep water. Only if it's shallow enough to poing through.

23. Can you make puppies?
Don't think so! I ain't no GIRL.

24. Your favorite place to visit?
DOGPARK!

25. Do you give kisses?
Only to my Mom... and people who don't want them.

26. Can you potty on command?
I can potty anytime anywhere. And yeah, I will go potty if Mom insists.

27. To Cuz or not to Cuz?
I love Cuz's! I have 8 of them!

Dunkie got beat up by a girl!!!

So, remember how I told you stoopid Puppybrain likes to take stuff from me? Well, turns out he bit off more than he could chew with another dog. The other weekend when Clemmie was over for the Tiki Party, Mom gave us chewies to occupy us for a bit when the humans were getting ready. Dunkie, like the big doof he is, kept trying to get Clemmie's chewy 'cause she wasn't eating it. I told him not to, and SHE told him not to (as you can see from the picture), but he didn't listen, so she whooped his ass! (Somthing funny about Clemmie is she and I have never gotten in a fight. Not even snarfy over treats or toys. She let's me have whatever I want, and I do the same for her. Mom is flabbergasted by the whole thing as every other female Husky I've been around, I've gotten into horrible fights with. I dunno... Clemmie's cool. But she doesn't put up with much from other dogs, just me!) The humans tried to stop him, but then, sometimes humans need to let us learn things in dog language, and turns out Clemmie would teach him better than they could (and they knew she wouldn't really hurt him). He did get some scrapes on his face, tho'. But hey, makes him look tough.

Doggie School

So, we are entering our 4th week of Doggie School. I have to admit, it's not as bad as I thought it would be. We get lots of treats, and get to hang out with other dogs. And I get to show off how smart I am (while doofie Puppybrain makes a fool of himself). Although, I think the doggie trainer lady might have had some dealings with the Husky kind before. I heard her say to Mom that 'There is nothing like a Northern breed to make you feel as though your existence is pointless'. Harr roooo rooo. Yeah, we can be like that. She also said that I have a bad case of 'You're not my Mommy.' As in, I only listen to my Mom. So, Dad has been working with me sometimes at Doggie School and at home, I guess so I'll start to listen to him to. (Yeah right).
Here's a little picture of us on our way home from Doggie School last week (you might have to look hard to find Doofie Puppyhead... he's the same color as the inside of the truck!). You can see I have myself laying over Dad's tool bag in the back of his truck. The back of the truck is really big, which is perfect for giving us room, but I don't like sliding around, so I like to lodge myself up against stuff. The tool bag seems to work great!

Tiki fun

The party this weekend was so fun! Duncan even got all dressed up and did a party dance for everyone. Mom put all kinds of decorations on him so he could do a hula dance. She tried to put some on me too, but Dumdum Dunkie kept ripping them off, so I had to go naked all night. (here I am trying to tell the dorky puppy how to dance properly... he's really clumsy and kept running into everything!)

Even Clemmie got a little luau spirit (although, she spent most of the night laying in the corner... such a girl!) And for all you pups that were sending wishes of many treats, we got LOTS of yumminess that night! Mom got something called Kahlua Pork (don't worry pups, it doesn't actually have alcohol in it) and we got many tastes of that. Sooooooo yummy!

Unfortunately, Mom was drinking some fizzy concoction from a coconut all night, and got a little silly (we have a video of her doing the hula dance WITH the dumdum puppy, but it's been confiscated). She wasn't feeling so hot the next day, so I had to make sure she got lots of face licks and took many naps. It's my job n' all, being her care-taker... (Dad took good care of her too. He made her soup, since I can't work the microwave). Oh well. Guess that'll teach her to drink stuff from coconuts!

Party time!

So, Mom and Dad are getting all crazy and fixing up the house. Know what that means?!?! It's PARTY TIME! And I even heard that my Uncle CJ will be coming down for the party. Wooooooo wooooooooooooo! He's super fun, and he can meet his new nephew, Stoopiddummypuppynubbybutt Duncan. I'll try and get my silly, forgetful Mom to take some pictures of the party. 'Specially since it will be a perfect opportunity for me to snag some tasty people food off of the Suckers that come to the house. Gotta love the sadpuppydog look for snagging tasty people food! Wish me luck!

Snow noses

I was reading the AO4's post on snow noses and had to say thanks to Amber for clearing up where they come from. I always wondered that! Although, since we moved to Sandy Egg-O, I haven't seen as much of a snow nose on myself as when we were in Merry Land. Where'd you go, snow nose? Did I leave you with the snow???

You want us to do WHAT?!?!?

So, Mom said something to Dad the other day about it finally being time to take the doofy puppy and I to "Obedience Class". What the heck is that? I know I have class, but what is this obedience crap? I already AM obedient (sort of). Look at how well I can sit! And obviously, the suck-up puppy is good at taking commands too (they make HIM sit all the time... for everything... something about making sure he knows that the people are the bosses... Harr roooo. Yeah right.) Anyway, we're supposed to go to this place (I heard something mentioned about a Dog Wash... GRRRRR... if this is some trick to get us to a bath, I may have to find a way to lock my Mom in her room Sat morning) and be taught how to be obedient. I think that they need to have places where you can take your HUMAN to be taught how to be obedient. I mean, my Mom definitely does not give me enough pets or treats or chewy, and I call that serious disobedience!