Showing posts with label toy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label toy. Show all posts
The Sad Demise of Piglet
Well, Buzz finally did it. He killed Piglet.
And I caught it on video, just for you!
Click on the screen below
Or on this link to watch it on youtube YouTube Video
And I caught it on video, just for you!
Click on the screen below
Or on this link to watch it on youtube YouTube Video
life is cruel and then you get destuffed
1. Buzz plays with Piglet.
(a close-up must be shown!)
2. Buzz shows Piglet to the neighbor’s dog.
3. Buzz eats Piglets feet and ears then abandons him in the icy yard.
Sorry Piglet.
(a close-up must be shown!)
2. Buzz shows Piglet to the neighbor’s dog.
3. Buzz eats Piglets feet and ears then abandons him in the icy yard.
Sorry Piglet.
New Year, New Buzz
Nah, I don't need a new Buzz, I like the old one just fine. Oh, but look at this picture of Buzz when he was new! This is from the day I adopted him, about ten minutes after we got out of the car. My mom just emailed this to me. Look at how attached he already is!! And that snorgley-orgley belly!!!
Here he is a year ago, seven months old and such a puppy.
This year, Buzz grew to his full size (well, I hope, he's huge!)
He was neutered. It was awesome.
I got a new camera and started pointing it at him incessantly...he didn't mind!
In 2007, Buzz destroyed 4000 toys...
went on 8000 hikes...
made a million new friends...
and generally had a ball!
Happy New Year!
Here he is a year ago, seven months old and such a puppy.
This year, Buzz grew to his full size (well, I hope, he's huge!)
He was neutered. It was awesome.
I got a new camera and started pointing it at him incessantly...he didn't mind!
In 2007, Buzz destroyed 4000 toys...
went on 8000 hikes...
made a million new friends...
and generally had a ball!
Happy New Year!
On Wisconsin!
In the morning, Buzz and I depart for our home state! Yay for Wisconsin.
The first time I drove from Michigan to Wisconsin the weather was awful...very rainy and gray and drab. Visibility was pretty low and I was stressed. To get to Wisconsin, a person has to drive through Indiana and Illinois. In each state, the weather just got worse and worse. Then, miraculously, as I crossed the border into Wisconsin, the ground went from gray to bright green and the sky cleared and became a beautiful blue, with white fluffy clouds. And those clouds had holes in them and the sun beams poured down.
Literally, this was AT THE BORDER. Not around it. Not near it. At it. Later that day, I told my dad about the crazy wonderfulness of entering Wisconsin and he said "that's what I've been trying to tell you your whole life!" It's true. Wisconsin is like a religion to my dad. Can't wait to get home!
When we return, there will be many pictures of Buzz with my brother's dogs and my parents' dogs and my cousins' dogs. Until then, o reader, I leave you with these fine updates.
Buzz met our fo friend Soigne and was goo goo for him. Soigne brought Buzz a gift...a "tug-a-jug." Buzz cannot figure out how to get the treats out. He saw me put the treats in the butt so he's trying to open it there.
Since that hasn't been working, nor has flipping it between his legs or jumping on it, Buzz has decided to just stare the thing down.
Hey Buzz, you think you are a Jedi or something?
Buzz and my dear Re-re met this weekend. I think they like each other.
Bwa ha ha. Just a little!
Key, the stray, was back at our house briefly because he managed to get loose again and the only tag on his collar was the one I had given him! Hard to say who Buzz loved seeing more--Soigne, Re-re or Key--but together they made Buzz's week a lot of fun.
The first time I drove from Michigan to Wisconsin the weather was awful...very rainy and gray and drab. Visibility was pretty low and I was stressed. To get to Wisconsin, a person has to drive through Indiana and Illinois. In each state, the weather just got worse and worse. Then, miraculously, as I crossed the border into Wisconsin, the ground went from gray to bright green and the sky cleared and became a beautiful blue, with white fluffy clouds. And those clouds had holes in them and the sun beams poured down.
Literally, this was AT THE BORDER. Not around it. Not near it. At it. Later that day, I told my dad about the crazy wonderfulness of entering Wisconsin and he said "that's what I've been trying to tell you your whole life!" It's true. Wisconsin is like a religion to my dad. Can't wait to get home!
When we return, there will be many pictures of Buzz with my brother's dogs and my parents' dogs and my cousins' dogs. Until then, o reader, I leave you with these fine updates.
Buzz met our fo friend Soigne and was goo goo for him. Soigne brought Buzz a gift...a "tug-a-jug." Buzz cannot figure out how to get the treats out. He saw me put the treats in the butt so he's trying to open it there.
Since that hasn't been working, nor has flipping it between his legs or jumping on it, Buzz has decided to just stare the thing down.
Hey Buzz, you think you are a Jedi or something?
Buzz and my dear Re-re met this weekend. I think they like each other.
Bwa ha ha. Just a little!
Key, the stray, was back at our house briefly because he managed to get loose again and the only tag on his collar was the one I had given him! Hard to say who Buzz loved seeing more--Soigne, Re-re or Key--but together they made Buzz's week a lot of fun.
Unseasonably Warm, Especially Energetic
Buzz is usually a high-energy dog, but sometimes he turns it up to 11. Buzz had some extra energy last night, so I got out his tuggy for a quick game.
“Tug tug tug!!!!!”
But, while only played tug for about 3 minutes, Buzz continued to play for the next two hours.
“I’m on my belly, dominating the tuggy!”
“Look everybody! I’m doing a headstand and still dominating the tuggy!”
“I am the champion and the best!”
“What do you mean it is bedtime? I have tugs to dominate!”
Buzz, if you go to bed and sleep like a good boy, we can run at the lake tomorrow morning. Just be quiet and calm for eight hours.
“Deal! I will tuck myself into my comfy crate and dream of sticks and lakes and mud.”
Dear reader, in the pictures you will see if you scroll down, Buzz is burning approximately one million calories. The effect of viewing these pictures is unknown, but they may make you feel much less or much more energetic. You’ve been warned!
The calm before the storm.
Just smelling the smells and seeing the sights.
Starting to have a little bit of fun...
Picking up speed...
Drat! He's back on leash because we're approaching the smaller lake and it sounds like the swans are on the near shore.
Yep, the swans were right by the trail having a swim and a honky little talk.
Buzz was interested, but not too interested.
By which I mean that he made no attempt to eat them, but he did watch them closely.
Once we moved along, Buzz started to get some funny ideas. Like, why not walk on two legs for a while?
Prepare for lift-off!
It’s a bird, it’s a plane, it’s SuperBuzz!
He started to look a little tired from the bipedal walking and the flying…
See, he calmly stepped over this fallen tree! Tired, right?
Uh-oh, I spoke to soon!
“THE LAKE! THE LAKE! THE LAKE!”
(Yes, it is November in Michigan, but it was 60 degrees out today, so Buzz was not in danger of freezing.)
“FETCHING IN WATER IS MY FAVORITE!”
“I’m only holding still ‘cause you’ve got my stick. Throw it. Throw. Throw it. Throw the stick. Stick. Stick needs to be thrown. Throw.”
“Check out THIS AWESOME STICK!”
“I like this one, too! I LOVE ALL THE STICKS!”
“Okay, time to dry off!”
“What are you laughing at?”
“Oh, this seems to work better when I get out of the water and then shake.”
‘Oh, look at my dog, all nice and clean,’ thought the food lady who was prone to jinxing herself and speaking too soon.
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‘Oh well, at least he seems to be worn out now,’ thought the food lady who was prone to jinxing herself and speaking too soon.
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::::food lady smacks herself upside the head:::
Next on the menu: a love affair with a stick.
Or maybe tree is a better word for it.
Buzz seemed to agree that it was oversized, so he snapped little pieces off of it for a while and then tossed it aside. Just like a man. Sigh.
Oh, isn’t it too bad he’s not in focus here?
Dear reader, are you tired yet? Buzz isn’t!
Not at all!
Okay, maybe a little.
“Tug tug tug!!!!!”
But, while only played tug for about 3 minutes, Buzz continued to play for the next two hours.
“I’m on my belly, dominating the tuggy!”
“Look everybody! I’m doing a headstand and still dominating the tuggy!”
“I am the champion and the best!”
“What do you mean it is bedtime? I have tugs to dominate!”
Buzz, if you go to bed and sleep like a good boy, we can run at the lake tomorrow morning. Just be quiet and calm for eight hours.
“Deal! I will tuck myself into my comfy crate and dream of sticks and lakes and mud.”
Dear reader, in the pictures you will see if you scroll down, Buzz is burning approximately one million calories. The effect of viewing these pictures is unknown, but they may make you feel much less or much more energetic. You’ve been warned!
The calm before the storm.
Just smelling the smells and seeing the sights.
Starting to have a little bit of fun...
Picking up speed...
Drat! He's back on leash because we're approaching the smaller lake and it sounds like the swans are on the near shore.
Yep, the swans were right by the trail having a swim and a honky little talk.
Buzz was interested, but not too interested.
By which I mean that he made no attempt to eat them, but he did watch them closely.
Once we moved along, Buzz started to get some funny ideas. Like, why not walk on two legs for a while?
Prepare for lift-off!
It’s a bird, it’s a plane, it’s SuperBuzz!
He started to look a little tired from the bipedal walking and the flying…
See, he calmly stepped over this fallen tree! Tired, right?
Uh-oh, I spoke to soon!
“THE LAKE! THE LAKE! THE LAKE!”
(Yes, it is November in Michigan, but it was 60 degrees out today, so Buzz was not in danger of freezing.)
“FETCHING IN WATER IS MY FAVORITE!”
“I’m only holding still ‘cause you’ve got my stick. Throw it. Throw. Throw it. Throw the stick. Stick. Stick needs to be thrown. Throw.”
“Check out THIS AWESOME STICK!”
“I like this one, too! I LOVE ALL THE STICKS!”
“Okay, time to dry off!”
“What are you laughing at?”
“Oh, this seems to work better when I get out of the water and then shake.”
‘Oh, look at my dog, all nice and clean,’ thought the food lady who was prone to jinxing herself and speaking too soon.
↓
↓
↓
↓
↓
‘Oh well, at least he seems to be worn out now,’ thought the food lady who was prone to jinxing herself and speaking too soon.
↓
↓
↓
↓
↓
::::food lady smacks herself upside the head:::
Next on the menu: a love affair with a stick.
Or maybe tree is a better word for it.
Buzz seemed to agree that it was oversized, so he snapped little pieces off of it for a while and then tossed it aside. Just like a man. Sigh.
Oh, isn’t it too bad he’s not in focus here?
Dear reader, are you tired yet? Buzz isn’t!
Not at all!
Okay, maybe a little.
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