Something in The Night

Though I am a big and tough Mastiff and NOT afraid of anything I might add. I do know that I need to keep my daddy safe. So, when he took me for a walk this evening and I smelled the night air I could tell something just didn’t smell right.

  We walked out of the house and I caught a smell so I lifted my head in the air smelled in all directions and started barking a warning to whatever was out there, and I barked and barked. there was something out there, I just know it, call it doggies intuition I wanted to go back in right away but my dad laughed, (the fool!) and made me go pee. then I took a beeline straight for the front door and back into the house. I was able to bark at whatever it was better from the inside where it is safe!

My dad just wondered what all the fuss was about but trusted my superior sniffer and respected my decision to remain inside so I could keep him safe. I then took a defensive position halfway up the stairs so I could run all the way up if I saw anything come into  the house. Upstairs there are more places to hide ….and protect my dad. I know Halloween is over and there is no such thing as scary monsters but in real life there could be …stuff out there. It is safer for my dad to play inside with me.

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Life Lesson: Someone once said, “It is better to be safe than sorry”.

All Decked Out

I love lying on the porch on a sunny day. SIGH, But it appears there ar no more sunny days left in forever.

I wanted to get all decked out for Halloween and dress up like a lion, but that has been cancelled too…due to nature, (the most destructive force on the planet).

Now I have to sit home inside waiting for yet another one of natures attacks on the planets inhabitants, “Frankenstorm”.  Which is expected to sometime early this week and last 21 days, (in dog years) and maybe even more! I am thinking this is going to down a lot of trees and ruin the habitat for many rabbitts, deer, and my cousins the Cyote’s. Never mind all of the fish named Wanda or anything else. I think it is starting off as hurrican Sandy , or Sarah, or Susan, or something like that. It is not named Hurricane Marie..or hurricane Meatball or Hurricane Chris, so don’t blame us!   Why do they name them after common people names anyway? Why not Hurricane Tasmanian Devil? Or Hurricane Dracula?

So apparently this “super storm” is going to wreck a lo tof stuff, make life miserable and be a pain in the ass. Woohooo nature! …(that was sarcasm….and from a dog). So I am going to be inside most of the time, I won’t be able to spend anytime on the deck and when I do go out to pee I will be pelted in my face with the rain and the winds, I hate that!  And to make matters worse I don’t even get to stay out long. I get too wet, atree migth fall on me, stuff above me is moving all around and that freaks me out!

Maybe we will get a massive amount of snow and by the time it is over we will wake up and it will be Spring?

Life Lesson: It is always nice and Sunny…but usually somewhere else.

……And In Other Exciting News……

I went to the park today, my dad walked me all over the place and near the end of our walk we ran into Dixie. …Uh, she is not in this picture, apparently there was a mix up back at HQ and the editorial staff lost Dixie’s picture. Dixie is a small, maybe 30lb. German Shepard Puppy. She is full of energy, very cute, and is going to be a real superhero type of dog someday, like UnderDog or one of the Avengers or something.

Also it is now officially Autumn, yay no more heat and humidity…but the cold is coming. So is Octoberfest, Halloween, Thanksgiving, (unless you don’t give thanks), then …uh, you lose.

…and the best for last

…Did you here about the nutjob who wanted to “be one with the tigers” at the Bronx Zoo? Yeah, some dummy jumped from the monorail into the tiger den.  One tiger decided to play along and dragged him by his foot, which is now tiger chow, untill the tiger babysitter turned the fire hose on said tiger and got the stupid guy out of there before the rest of him became tigerchow. I wonder why the zoo worker didn’t just watch instead of trying to save the guy? I mean how often do you get to see such a spectacle? I myself would love to watch something like that, especially if the guy volunteered to feed the tigers…with himself. The tiger was about 400 lbs they say. That is like more than two of me playing with a stuffed man, ok he wasn’t exactly stuffed, but he had upstairs wasn’t much better than stuffing, if ya’ know what I mean. Maybe he should just adopt a house cat…or get a stuffed animal and call it a day.

Life Lesson: The saesons change, crazy people are entertaining, and friends are even better.

Teeth or Treat

As you can see, I do not need a scary costume for Halloween. I already have scary teeth.

Most of my baby teeth have fallen out, and I have brand new, almost white, mostly clean teeth. And I know how to use it too. I have strong jaws and I am still not very good with playing tug, but I am getting there. I am also learning to be more accurate in my aim . I almost scared my mom because I almost bit her hand when I was trying to get the leash from her hand, but I pulled back at the last second and just got the leash in her hand. I am getting big and strong!

When a 30 pound little girl in a pink Care Bear costume came trick or treating, I was still afraid.

Life Lesson: There is power in cuteness.