Breaking News!

You might see a picture of my beautiful nose by this weekend!

HOORAY!!!!!!!

Update on Grandma

Hi Ho!!!

Well still no news on my Grandma and it looks like we won't hear anything until Monday. I want to thank all my poochie friends for keeping my Grandma in your thoughts and prayers. Mom's a bit stressed out so she probably won't be posting much; but you never know. Maybe what Grandma has isn't as serious as everybody thinks, doctors can be wrong you know. If that's the case then maybe mom will want to post more. Either way, I'm not going to pester her about it. All us pooches have been on our best behavior, even Turbo Kitty!

Anyway, here's an older picture from my Dogster page, with dad in the background, so you won't forget about me. I still have no clue what's up with the camera but it's probably best I don't bug mom about that.

Poochie smoochies from Boomer.

Why So Down Annie?

Mom: Hey Anniebelle, why do you look so down? Are you practicing that look so you can get more treats?

Anniebelle: No mama, I heard about grandma being very sick and I'm scared.

Mom: Yes sweetie, so am I. We don't know everything yet and until the doctors finish the tests we just have to hang in there.

Anniebelle: I don't hang in there so well.

Mom: Me neither, but that's why we have each other. We get through our tough times by holding onto each other. You are going to need to help grandma too, and her dog Bob; he's going to need help with all of this.

Anniebelle: I love Bob - he looks like Toto on the Wizard of Oz, only fatter. Can I tell all my poochie friends something?

Mom: Of course moopies...

Anniebelle: Could you all keep my grandma and Bob in your poochie prayers? She might have a very bad illness but we won't know until the tests have confirmed it. It's this thing called Cancer and every time I hear that word I get scared because I know both humans and animals can get it. Anyway, we would all really appreciate it.

Mom: Annie, I couldn't have said it better myself. Thank you.

Romeo Romeo...

Where for art thou?... We know that story but you don't know this one.

Once there was a little boy Brittany named Romeo.

He was found running around McKinny, TX. Was he lost? Did his owners let him go? We don't know. What we do know is that he was found and someone said, "Hey, them fine folks at American Brittany Rescue will help out, they are good people".

So a phone call was made and a lovely foster lady named Lisa took him in until they could figure out his story. Lisa posted his picture on the American Brittany Rescue forum and a lady named Brenda swooned! Obviously Romeo is a charmer and he charmed his way into Brenda's heart.

After two weeks no one claimed Romeo, and Lisa said "Woo-hoo!" You see, Brenda said that if no one claimed that handsome boy, she would. Romeo was getting a home!

So earlier this week Romeo packed his bags and got on the Brittany express and arrived at his new home in Maryland. He now lives with Brenda and her family, along with Brittany's Susie and Kelsy.

Here are some more pictures...

Romeo and Kelcy walking side by side.

Romeo and Kelcy playing

Susie would rather watch for now. She's keeping an eye on this canine Casanova.

What a happy ending!

Hooray for Romeo!

Do You Remember What We Look Like?

Hi Ho!

So mom and I were talking last night, and she told me that the camera situation is not looking so good. Apparently it's at the manufacturer and they can't fix it because they are waiting for a part.

"What part?"

" I don't know sweetie, a memory card I think."

"Don't they know that you have been waiting since before Christmas to get the camera repaired?"

"I think dad explained it to them but there is nothing that can be done. There are other people waiting for their cameras also, longer than us even."

"That sucks."

"I know but I have old pictures of Annie, Snickers and yourself so people don't forget about you."

"Okay, I can hang with that. Worse comes to worse we can send Snickers to Canon - he could rip into them like a monkey on a cupcake."

"Monkey on a cupcake? Where did you get that one?"

"Everybody Loves Raymond, the PMS episode. You PMS too you know, but you just cry."

"Boom, do we have to discuss this?"

"Yes. You ball like a baby - it's silly."

"Okay, that's enough."

"You still are going to post our pictures, right - even though they are old? Even though I told the world that you ball like a baby..."

...sigh, "Yes I will."

Without further ado, here's pictures of us pooches to keep us in your memory.

Here we are at my birthday party looking rather silly because we are waiting for cake


This is Annie doing what she does best: Looking pitiful


This is Mister Snickers - he finds that pictures of his profile are most flattering...


And lastly, here is me on my birthday with my Halloween costume. Mom loves this picture because I look so happy.


I got a message for the people at Canon, hurry up and fix our camera or Snickers is going to be knocking on your door, and he won't be looking for treats!

Holy Crap - I've Been Published!

Okay, so it's not like I'm in the Library of Congress but this is pretty dang cool. Animal-Internet.com liked my op-ed piece on the President and added it to their site. They didn't put a picture of Wally up there though, which kind of bums me out because Wally is one of my bestest buddies. I hope you are okay with it Wally.

They said that maybe I can write some more articles for them, isn't that just neat-o?

Letter to the President

Mr. President,

I understand that you will probably be announcing tomorrow a troop surge in Iraq. I have been a loyal Conservative pooch but over the past year I feel that you have not only failed me but our country. I understand that you have certain visions of how the Middle East should be and I am glad that Saddam has been removed and punished; but our country, along with our allies in Britain, Australia, Japan, and other nations, now find ourselves fighting a war that is more for you than for the best interest of our country.

Now we find ourselves in this quagmire, if we pull out of Iraq we leave it to be overrun by social infighting as well open to other nations coming in and taking over. If we stay, more and more of our men and women will be killed, and for what? In the end for what? A safer world, I don't think so...

On top of all of this, you are ignoring the needs of our nation. We are no safer than we were on 9/10/01, our Social Security system is going in the toilet, illegal immigration is becoming an increasing burden to our society, and it goes on and on...

So, I'm kind of tired of you. I have decided I am going to follow my pal Wally, who is actually Winston Churchill incarnate.

If he could deliver England from the Blitzkrieg that the Nazi's wrought on England, surely he could deliver the United States from the mess you got us in.

Thanks!
Boomer

Dogs with Blogs Keepsake Album

Hey, my mom can be crafty! She made me the cutest Christmas card holder for all the cards I received. I'll share with you how she made it since I watched so carefully. I wish she had her camera so she could take some pictures. She's gotta hit that...

Here's what you need for the album:

2 pieces of matte board (pretty stuff since it will be your front and back cover)
2 - 1/2 inch grommets or larger
Xacto knife to cut the matte board, or something similar
Rubber cement
Single hole puncher
1 - 1 1/2 inch or 2 inch binder ring
All the Christmas cards you want to save

Step 1: Cut two pieces of matte board about an inch wider and longer than the largest card you received. Matte board can be found at your local craft / framing store. It's kind of hard to cut; mom had to use an Xacto-knife to make it through each piece of board.

Step 2: Get a couple of grommets and insert them into the upper-left corner of each piece of matte board. You can get grommet kits at your local material store and make sure to get a large grommet kit, say 1/2 inch or larger, so that the binder ring will thread through not only the grommets but all the cards in between too.

Figure out what side of the matte board will be your front and back, make sure to reverse the back piece of matte board so you have the side you want showing on the outside. Set your grommets about an inch in from the upper left hand corner of each piece of board. (be sure to follow the instructions in your grommet kit. Oh yah, and make sure your kit comes with the grommet setter and anvil, very important)

Step 3: Punch holes in each of your Christmas cards and pictures in the upper left hand corner.

Step 4: With the leftover matte board, cut down and make a label, and write your title on it. Mine says "Dogs with Blogs Christmas Card Exchange, Christmas 2006". With the rubber cement, glue it onto the front cover and let dry.

Step 5: Once dry, take your binder ring, thread the back cover on first, then all the Christmas cards and pictures, then the front cover. The boards should sandwich your cards and the ring will hold everything together.

I hope that makes sense. Mom swears she will post pictures of everything once she gets her camera back.

I'm so hot!

Let's Have a Chat, Shall We? (Rated R for Language)

Normally don't talk like this but I'm quite upset and I thought I would step up on my soapbox and speak.

On the Brittany forum that mom frequents there was a sad post; someone lost their two golden/lab mix puppies on New Years Day. How you ask? Because some stupid owner couldn't keep their g-d damn pitbulls in their yard, knowing that their dogs were dangerous. The pits got out, found the pups playing where they should be, in their own yard, and mauled them to death. (1/3/07, edited to note that I found out that one pooch did survive)

So here I go...

I have absolutely no problem with pitbulls, but I have problems with the stupid dumb ass owners who don't keep them in line. Let's not just single pits here, it's any dog. If you are going to own a dog, you have got to take the time to train your pooch and take responsiblity for it's actions.

Some dogs were bred to be aggressive for a reason, it was their job. Pits were used in a horrible game called "bull-baiting" and dog fights, mastiffs use to run with the Romans during war, Doberman's protected their owners, the tax man that went out and collected money. These were the jobs that they had many years ago.

Times have changed and the role of the dog has changed for many pooches out there, including the ones mentioned above.

But some say, "Oh it's so cool having a mean looking dog. I look like a badass. People will treat me with respect."

I say, no one will treat you with respect. They will see you as a poser. They will know you are trying to compensate for a lack of something else, usually a small body part (brain, penis, whatever).

Let's face it, some dogs are more prone to be aggressive / powerful than others. Does that mean they will be? Of course not. But it does mean that the owner should know how to handle the dog. It means the owner should buy their dog from a responsible breeder, not some backyard breeder in it for the money, or a pet store that could give a rat's ass about the dog and his/her health and well being. A good breeder genuinely cares about the dog, and the breed and it's reputation. A good breeder will ensure that the dogs they are breeding are happy, healthy and well adjusted dogs. It's up to you, the owner, to keep them that way.

If you can't do that, don't get a dog, a cat, a fish, anything. You aren't worthy of such companionship.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Hi Ho!

It's a new year so I decided to change my blog a little. I hope you like the color combinations - if you have any other suggestions for changes let me know. The Boomfreakah is always open to suggestions.

Mom's brothers and their families came by today for a small celebration which meant that we pooches had to stay in the backyard. Annie didn't care because she slept, Snickers didn't care because he got to snack on poo. But did Boomer care? Oh you betcha! I wanted to be inside with all the action, plus - the Twilight Zone Marathon is on the Sci-Fi channel and I was totally into that. Oh well, they are gone now and I'm back to my Twilight Zone.

No news on the camera front. Pop said that it shouldn't be much longer before we get it back and I sure hope he's right. It's been a long time since you all have seen my gorgeous face.

Everyone keeps talking about "New Years Resolutions" so I thought I would tell you a few of mine... um, yah - I have none.

Mom: Boomer honey, you do have bad gas

Boomer: MOM, quit embarrassing me! Besides my gas smells like a lovely bouquet of flowers.

Mom: Okay sweetie, sorry to interrupt. I'll leave.

So as I was saying, I thought I had no resolutions but I do think I have one. I think I'm too obsessed with my tennis ball, to the point that it's kind of wearing out my teeth. That's not good I know, so I have to try not to chew on it so much. Problem is, my tennis ball is my "crack" or "heroin" I can't just give it up! Geez, I hope it's not so bad that mom and dad have some sort of "intervention", that would blow.

I hope that you all had a wonderful New Years and I wish that it will rain rawhide from the sky on all my poochie friends every day in 2007. Wouldn't that be neat?! (Still, I think if Snickers had his choice between rawhide and poop he would take the poop.)