Tuesday, January 17, 2006

So I'm Not Really From Another Planet

Okay, you got me. I'm a Brittany and I was born here on earth, in a kennel here in Southern California called Sandbar. My fancy name is Sandbar's Rowland Major Drummer but you can call me Boomer.

For the first three years of my life I lived with a lovely family in La Canada and I was in hunting school but I flunked out. I really liked chasing after the birds, even after the hunter would shoot his gun which apparently isn't a good thing. I almost got shot twice so my owner thought I would make a better show / house dog than a hunting dog.

I didn't make it as a show dog because I'm too tall for a Brittany, though I am damn cute; guess that doesn't count. As a house dog I didn't do well either because my owners little kids tried to hug me and I hate being hugged a certain way, it seems threatening, so I growled at them. My owner didn't like that so he found a new home for me and that's where I am now.

I have lived with my new folks for almost a year now. At first I didn't know what to think and I was pretty neurotic about it all but I have settled down nicely. Mom quickly discovered that I don't like to be hugged so she doesn't hug me, but I love being scratched under my chin. Every night I crash on the couch next to mom and dad and sleep like an angel.

I'm obsessed with my tennis ball and have to have it with me wherever I go; except when I went to obedience school. My poochie brother and sister don't like to play ball but that's okay, I make due by myself or with my parents. We go for walks and go to the dog park which makes me very happy. Sometimes mom makes homemade poochie treats which makes us pooches all drooley!

So life in Whittier is pretty calm but I am very content, what more could a pooch want?

4 comments:

Ayatollah Mugsy said...

You had me fooled with the alien-dog thing, Boomer. Thanks for stopping by my ministry. I hope to see you at the Dogloo Mosque.

p.s. -- Is your middle name "Sooner"? That would be perfect.

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Boomer said...

Ayatollah, you are about to be amazed. My dad is from Oklahoma (Edmund) and everyone in our household are Sooner fans and yes, I get called Boomer Sooner quite a bit. We won't speak of this season though. ;)

Dad said that he told mom when they got married that she had to learn two things. 1) how to make a damn good pecan pie and 2) to be a fan of college football and more importantly Sooner football. They have been married for almost 13 years so I think she passed the test.

Ayatollah Mugsy said...

Food and OU football are the foundations of a good marriage. Or so I have heard -- I am still an eligible bachelor, quite content with the many ladies of my harem.