Friday, July 09, 2010

Hello World,





I'm back. I couldn't write yesterday. Raven had to do it.
She's always playing with the nieces and nephews. You'd
think she was a big ol' puppy the way she's carrying on.
Me? I supervise. When you're boss husky that's what
you do.



As for the Saber Tooth Ninja of Doom, he's so scary. Not.
I think this is all a PR stunt because the little chihuahua
scared The Cat the other day.




Little Keelie the chihuahua barked at Saber Tooth(that name cracks
me up) while he was asleep. She barks, and he jumps like his tail
has been set on fire and proceeds to run and hide under Mom's bed
for over an hour. Keelie is like what was that about. Can we say
overreaction from the cat?

Three hours later, The Cat launches himself from the sofa after Keelie, who is
walking innocently through the living room. The little puppy freaks,
and The Cat announces he is now The Saber Tooth Ninja of Doom.
Saber Tooth was scolded by Mom, and sent outside until he could
get along with the others.


Since then, Saber Tooth has been running around like a nutcase on fourlegs in
visual displays of his daring do like leaping over sofas and attacking
his scratching post. We're all quaking in our boots at any cat that
can attack a vicious scratching post.

Later,



Arwen

Thursday, July 08, 2010

Hey World,

Raven here. Arwen is not able to blog today because she
can't stop laughing. Yes, laughing. It's not because of the
Less Food Diet. It's because The Cat is not happy.

And that's another reason I'm blogging. The Cat hasn't reacted
to0 well to the other dogs staying with us. Me? I love it. It's playtime. We wrestle, dig, wrestle, run, dig, wrestle, dig, run.
It's like a non-stop party. However, The Cat is not happy. He calls the other dogs minions.
What is that? Sounds like a paw-fur disease to me.

When I asked Arwen, what a minion was she said I needed to look it up in the dictionary. Then
she started laughing. I told The Cat I would announce to the World his new identity and all
minions need to beware. He is to be called the Saber Tooth Ninja of Doom.

Later,

Raven

Wednesday, July 07, 2010

Hello World,

The Thundering Herd asked me about my diet. Did it consist
of steak, chicken, etc?

Let me answer their question in one simple word? No.

My new diet consists of less food. That's right less food.

What kind of diet is less food? I tell you what kind of diet it is--not a good one.

I'm hungry. I'm cranky.

Mom says get over it because I need to lose ten pounds.


Later,

Arwen

Monday, July 05, 2010

Hello World,

No bath yet. However, I'm not happy.
I'm having to share. Yes, share everything
with my doggie nieces and nephews.

The oldest daughter is home from vet school(she graduates
this year, and I will have my own personal vet) and
she has four dogs: Bailey, the German Shorthair Pointer,
Fenway, the Jack Russell, Addie, another German Shorthair
Pointer, and Keelie, the chihuahua.

Yes, four more dogs, and throw in Raven, and the two cats,
and it's a full house, World.

To make matters worse, my soon-to-be-personal-vet has put
me on a diet. Does this make Arwen happy? No, it doesn't.

Later,

Arwen

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Hello World,

Arwen here.

I'm not happy. Mom says I'm getting a bath this week.

Raven and I are BOTH getting a bath. She says we're
stinky huskies. Stinky husky? Excuse me.

I will have to foil her diabolical plans. I will
bury the shampoo.

Later,

Arwen

Sunday, June 27, 2010

Hello World,

Great to hear from my pals, The Army of Four,
The Thundering Herd, and Turbo.

It's been Hades hot here in Georgia. My attempts
to get my snowblowing machine working hasn't been
successful. Mom refused to buy me a refrigerator
truck and generator. She said if I can get
my snowblowing machine to work on solar power, which
we have plenty of in the South, then she'll buy me
a bag of ice.

This is what I deal with World. Doesn't Mom realize
I am a genius husky? The frustration. You have no
idea.

Later,

Arwen

Saturday, June 26, 2010

Hello World,

Yes, it's me. Mom hasn't let me use the computer.

Why Arwen we missed you?

I know I missed you, too.

So, what has everybody been doing?


Tail Wags to All

Arwen