Hey. I’m Belle. I’m just a dog living in Pittsburgh (so I’m told.) I’m a sagitarius. I’m into naps… going on walks… tug-of-war… and stalking cats. Cool.
This is my pal. Yeah, it’s a bunny. Don’t judge me. And yes, I have pulled many of its entrails out. Turns out, its no big deal. Must not have needed them anyway because ol’ bunny is always there for me with that big stupid look on his face.
He doesn’t leave the house all the time like my humans do.
He’s always up for a nap, not really having anything better to do. Best of all, he’s always up for sacrificing himself for a little tug-of-war.
I love bunny. Hmmm, I wonder if those eyes would come off….
What’s a city dog doing in the country? Hunting, that’s what. Look at that rodent… he knows… he knows the great hunting dog has him. He’s re-evaluating his life before his impending demise.
Or, we can spare the critter’s life and get on to the dog park. Yeah… that’s what I’m talking about. I think this means we’re dating now.
Took a break from blogging for a while. Sometimes you just have to get away from it. But I’m back.
And what is one of the hottest things on the internet? This video of a stupid cat scratching its face on piano keys. And they say it can play the piano. It’s scratching its face!
I have half a mind to… Honestly, I hate it when people pretend their pets can do far more than they are capable of.
75 degrees today. That’s walkin’ weather. Lots of smells. Lots of other dogs out as well as various other critters.
You see, the cats like to hide under these cars. They think they’re fooling everybody. Stupid cats. They’re just lucky I’m too big to get under the cars – not for lack of trying of course.
And I treed the first squirrel of the season. Nimble little minxes! What with their walking on telephone wires and everything. If I caught one of them I’d…. I’d…. I’m not really sure what I’d do with it, but some day we are going to find out!
All in all, a most awesome day!
I’ve discovered that I have… powers that I don’t understand. See for yourself…
Yeah, I know… freaky. I always thought that I was the only one but now I sense that there may be others out there who are… different… like me. I am on the journey of a hero. It is my destiny. Save the papillon/border collie, save the world.
If Zach Montroy can take a month off, so can I. Actually I’ve just got the winter blues. If I don’t get to a dog park soon where I can sniff other dogs’ butts, I swear, I’m going to snap.
My only saving grace is tug-of-war. It’s all I live for this time of year. Of course you need just the right type of material. Must be able to go between the teeth. Breakable, but not too breakable. And you need good wrist action from your human. Back and forth, around… it’s like fighting a muskie.
How long til spring? Did that groundhog-thing see his shadow? Actually… I could go for some groundhog right about now.
"Dogs are our link to paradise. They don't know evil or jealousy or discontent. To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring--it was peace." - Milan Kundera
This is my pal. Yeah, it’s a bunny. Don’t judge me. And yes, I have pulled many of its entrails out. Turns out, its no big deal. Must not have needed them anyway because ol’ bunny is always there for me with that big stupid look on his face.
