Going to da dog sittars so Foster Mom could go on vakchuns:
Dis Phil's butt. It's de only fing Foster Mom could sees in her mirrors.
I blocked his butt, cause I'z bringin da sexy back!
Bof me and de Old Man.
FM openeds da sunwoof. I lubed all da breezes.
Da Old Man in FM's mirror.
I'z lookin at da Foster Momz wonderin' why she waz clickin' so muches.
I'z too good for piktchurs wif da Foster Momz.
Coming back from da dog sittars:
Me and da Old Man ridin. We waz pretty happys to see Foster Momz.
I lubs car ridins.
Doggie butts!
Just more proofs da Old Man iz lazy. I'z stood up almost all de way home!
Dis my favorite fing to do in da car ridin.
Dat Old Man is rewy tall!
We finally seddled down. Dis didn't last long.
Was somefing dere?
We's rewy glads to be homes. I lubed it at Miz Monica's house. Dere was dis doggie dere dat was my size and we plays and plays and plays! Miz Monica says we barely stopped playins de entire week! Foster Mom sayz I'z going to be sooo happyz when I see my Forever Mommy and Daddy and brothers and sisters. She finks dey will plays wif me more dan de Old Man.
We'bs just been chillin since we'bes been back. Foster Mom gots some fotos of dis too!
Wook at mah big ears! Dey is de bestest!
Here I iz all passed outs. Dis was a nice naps. I don't haz my collar on cause Foster Mom says iz too stinky. She's going to frow it in da washy-washy machine.
Dis da Old Man. He wooks bery uncomfertuble but he didn'ts moves none.
Sometimes we gets confused when Foster Mom tells us to go to our crates. Dis a funny piktucher of me wifs my eys closed.
Hey internetz fanz!! Joey here! Foster Mom has been doin lots of blindin' wif da clicky-flashy-machine lately, so I wanted to share dem wifs you while I am takin a break from mah delicious noms da Foster Mom gibs me. No worries, I'll show you what da noms is.
Dis is me all curled up. Mah butt smells don't smell, so dis was ok for me.
MMMM yogurt is one of de bestest noms.
Old Man Phil lets me habs a turn lickin da yogurts.
But den he takes it again.
Dis Old Man is bery serious bout some yogurt noms.
Den today, we gets bonez!!!! NOMNOMNOM!
Foster Mom doesn't know what des are, but we lubs dem.
Dey de bestest noms for sure.
Me and mah bone dat I was crunchin' on.
Phil asked Mr. Ducky to help him hold his noms.
Den we traded!!! Phil's noms are bery delicious. Ebeen better dan my crunchy noms.
Phil seemd to like mah noms pretty goods.
I left about a quarder of its for hims.
Look at my big noms!
Dis is sooo delicihious!! Fanks Foster Mom!
Phil saids, "Mom, you're a good Mom."
"These are yummy bones. You're gonna love it when I fart later.
It's going to smell so pretty."
"Thanks, Mom!!"
Sooo much delichious nomsss!!! I haz both da noms!! Dat Old Man is a sucker!
Dis won't fits in mah moufs, but I tries.
Foster Mom is going to appreciate our dedication to dese noms when we start farting. She always dos dis happy dance wifs her hands wavin her face when we makes da stinkies. She also praises us wif a "Shooooo!!!!" I know she is just telling us to dos it more.
Ok, I gotta go see if da Old Man left me any crunchies to bacuum ups!
I hopes my forever family haz dese delichious noms too!!
My Mom is from the South and she said the title of this post was allowable. Joey has taken over my blog the past few weeks, I felt like he needed something extra to do to get out some of his energy. He has A LOT OF ENERGY. He's always bouncin or slitherin' under me. He makes me skid on the scary floors sometimes. He actually wipes out on the slippery floors all the time and he gets right back up and does it again! Nonsense!
In good news, the temps have been cooler this past week! It's been awesome. In addition to our regular dog park afternoons, we got to go on a run last week down the long road. Mom looked kinda funny dragging me behind her and Joey pulling in front of her. She's a good sport. Joey did trip Mom up once or twice, which I've done before. But the 2nd time, she actually fell! Guys, Mom has never fallen before. I had no idea why she was laying on the ground. I knew it was Joey's fault though. So she's layin on the ground and I'm lookin' at Joey like, "Great, jerk. Now we're never gonna get home. Why'd you have to make Mom made and we're not even home yet!?" Joey was just lookin' around like nothin' had happened. Mom got up and she wasn't mad. She said, "Accidents happen. Let's go home." I was down with going home. 2 miles is a long way, even with walk breaks. We ran to the water hose where Mom washed us down, which Joey didn't like, then we went home for breakfast.
After that, Mom said she was sore and we went to the dog park for a few days, and since the accident, we've only been running along the beach road, where there are no cars for Joey to be afraid of. She bought this ball throwy thing. Joey chewed on the handle, which didn't make Mom happy. Joey REALLY LOVES running after the ball. I do not. Mom throws the ball and I run after it once, then turn my nose up. I have better things to do than run after a ball, like sniff all the pee spots and mark over them.
Mom says this is proof there are monsters under the bed. It's name might just be Joey.
Joey thinks he's sneaky sleepin' on the couch, but Mom knows.
I taught him how to be a toy hoarder. Mission = success.
Joey's bed in Mom's bedroom.
... but I stole his crate!
Joey stole my bed...
Mom let me have the rest of the yogurt. Joey and I both got to clean out the peanut butter jar too!
Dis is Joey again, Old Man Phil is currently squeaking it up with a new toy.
Guys.. I killed da rabbit. Life goal is COMPLETE!!!! ...kinda.
Da Mother Bunny was supposed to be indestructible.. It hadn't met dis Ibizan hound before! Hahah! I showed dem who was indestructible!
Phil, hope you ain't mad, bro.
I was pretty worried Foster Mom was gonna yell, but she just saids, "Iz a toy, iz ok." Den she was like da magics and started squeaking a brand new toy!!!!! Da Old Man is currently showing me how it works, but I really wants to play wif izt myself. I keep poking Foster Mom wif my nose so shes tells him to share, but she justs sayz to waits my turns.
Can Foster Mom sew de Mother Bunny backs up? Or should shes just give up on de Mother Bunny?
I really liked frowing de bunny around. I fink it was my favorites toys ever.
PS. I don't finks de Mother Bunny is as tasty as real bunny would be.
So foster Mom has been hogging da computer all weeks! Somefing about Aus-trail-ya. So much funs happened dis past week. I shows you. Did I tells you I lubs de dog park? Cause I lubs de dog park.
Foster Mom said she'd ben wading on Sunshine to come to da dog parks so we could play. Sunshine haz a lots of energy.. like mes. When Sunshine came in da dog park, Old Man Phil, me, and Sunshine waz all runnin around. Let me repeats. Old Man Phil was RUNNIN. Guys.. He's really fast. I'z just a puppy and he was beatin me. Dey say he is a grehound dough, dey is supposed to be super fastest... Old Man Phil was a racin dog, but as much as he sleeps, I'z not surprised he haz all da energies stored up. Everbodys was surprised with Phil was runnin wif us, cause he neber does dat.
Dis is da room where Foster Mom set up mah crate. Old Man Phil lubs mah crate. Well, he can haz it, I just sleepz on da couch.
I'z not movin'. Dis is too comfys.
Foster Mom came home for lunch and I was patiently waiting on her to shares her lunch noms.
Dis is Old Man Phil's raised feeder. He really iz bigger dan me.
De weekend before dis one, Foster Mom had Phil and me and dis other dog named Moe. He was really big. He only stayed wif us for da weekend dough. He was very lazy, like da Old-Man-Phil. All dese sleepin dogs. Dey don't know how much fun bouncin' is!
Old Man Moe
Moe was in my playin way!
All free of da boys.
Foster Mom fought dat leabin me out for a short period of time could be ok... ..I pooped in da floor. She was just glads de runny poops weren't on de carpets.
Dis is me bein silly with da fake bone. Dere's so many fun toys here!
Den on Saturday, Foster Mom left me at her house alone! Her and Old Man Phil went to somefing called a Meet & Greet. Iz about Greyhounds, so I didn't pay much 'tentions. She made me put dese fotos on here...
Dis is Old Man Phil riding with da back seat layed down. He telled me he liked dis much better dan his hammock.
Dis is Dexter at da M&G.
Dis is Old Man Phil.
Dis is Dexter again!
Dis is Lulu. She wasn't really dat happy. She was just panting, a lots. So I'm told. She looks really happys.
Dis is AJ.
It wasn't all bad bein left at home alones. When Foster Mom came back, she had a bag full of da goodies (she brought Old Man Phil back wifs her too)! Some toys for me.. FINE. and Old Man Phil. Some treats dat are delicious. Dis stick da frows da ball, which I fink is also good for da chewin on (aldough Foster Mom wasn't too happy with my chewin art on de brand new frowy fingy). And da Old Man got a new black leash to match his collar set.
Despite how grouchy da Old Man is, he definitely has Foster Mom trained!!
Ok one more videos den I'm going to go play wif da new crunchy toy. Iz so fun!
