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….

I think it would be accurate to say that I am somewhat of an expert napper. I take many each day. There are several secrets.

Napping tip #1 – Finding just the right place. It must be the perfect fit.

Napping tip #2 – pay no attention to what others think or are doing around you, even the media.

Napping tip #3 – Fully commit to the nap. Anything worth doing is worth doing right.

Now, leave me alone. I’m sleepy.

- btd (belle the dog)

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.

It’s a good day for the Belle.

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.

Next thing you know, it will be blogging!

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.

I know! I haven’t posted in a while. Get off me!

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.

This is Kate. She’s one of my very best friends. She has me for sleepovers. She comes over to our house to watch Grey’s Anatomy.

Today she left on a trip around the world for her semester at sea. She’s had a pretty rough year. (That’s why she has occasionally needed some dog therapy.) I’m praying that the next three months at sea with Desmond Tutu and all those students will be an amazing time for her. That she’ll be healthy and safe and inspired. And that she’ll come back home to see me again.

Check out her journey at Kate’s blog. Encourage her if you can. Internet access on the ship is limited and expensive, but I’m going to bug her to keep at it.

Allow me to introduce you to my hero. Now this is an athlete! This was at halftime of the Duquesne/Xavier basketball game. (Doug Ruhs, my dad says to tell you that it was the Dukes vs. the Musketeers.) I think I’m in love!

Best part was he had little black tennis shoes on so he wouldn’t slide on the floor.

Apparently I’ve been tagged by Joni Ruhs to compose this list. I thought that meant I could chase her but I guess it doesn’t. Dang.

1. I camped out in South Dakota once, reaching out to prairie dogs in the Badlands. (They weren’t that bad at all.)

2. I don’t think I have ever colored my hair. Wait, most of my hair is on the couch, let me go check. Nope, natural white. (I did have a flea issue once… but, I don’t really want to talk about that.)

3. I have zero upper body strength. Huge strength in my haunches for running like the wind and getting some serious air. I’m much more into tug-of-war than playgrounds and monkey bars. But, ah… Monkeys? Where?

4. I’ve got a serious cat jones. I used to chase 2 cats a day – minimum. (see below). I’m trying to cut back. I go to meetings when I can.

5. I am 6 degrees of separation from Bengie. (My great, great, great grandfather on my mother’s side once saw the dog from the Brady Bunch at the vet. Tiger wasn’t his real name. He was hit and killed by a catering truck. They never explained his disappearance on the show but kept the empty dog house in the backyard. Creepy. I think that deserves a VH-1 Behind the Music episode.)

All right, now who’s turn is it?

Zach Montroy

Howard Diehl

Kate Heryford