Weddings... What gives?

Summer's here, that magical time where an old girl's thoughts turn to chasing butterflies, naps in the sun, and my owners ditching me every other weekend to go to something called "weddings."

What gives?

You people realize you're the only species on the planet that makes such a big deal out of this, right?  I mean, you see a member of the opposite sex you like - or the same sex, if that's what wags your tail (Go New York!) - you give it a sniff, and if you like what you smell, mount away.

But between engagement rings and engagement parties and bridal showers and bachelor parties... how much coin do you need to blow?  And not for nothing, by the by, but that's money that could be spent on more important things like, oh, I don't know, chew toys or rawhide bones.  What are you trying to prove?

And, yeah, sure I miss my owners when they go away, and I worry that I'm not there to insure their safety.

Maybe I'm just an old gal from Brooklyn who don't know my tail from my paws, but jeezy capeezy, enough with all the weddings already!

The Accidental Tourist

Yo, 

It's been a while. Whadda you want from me? 

I saw this movie the other day called "The Accidental Tourist". Great movie. Starts off kinda sad cause this human couple loses their kid and they can't take it so they separate - if dogs had to separate every time we lose someone, we'd never be together. But then, get this, the guy meets another woman THROUGH HIS DOG!!!! 

Not only is this terribly exciting for canines and humans alike but the dog actually has a personality and there is a whole subplot involving the pooch's feelings and his misbehavior, which is of course a result of having lost his best buddy, the kid. I mean, I was already at the point of tears but to find a movie which clearly gets us so well... I am so moved. Thank you writers and director. I hope others take note. 

Now, my owners are gone (don't get me started) and they've left one of my favorite humans with me, which is great for many reasons one of them being he is not really used to dogs, so I get away with a lot of things. 

I haven't gotten to go to the movies in years, so I sneaked out to see THE TREE OF LIFE. 

Similar story line to THE ACCIDENTAL TOURIST but so disappointing! I mean, it was pretty to look at and all. Interesting themes ( I grew up with a tough dad too, so I get it) but the dogs... All they did was run around and be happy, which is pretty much all we ever get to do in live-action movies. We're either happy or we've eaten someone's shoe. 

I'm from Brooklyn!

Whoops...

Haven't been able to write in a while.  Of course, I don't really deserve the grief I'm getting for it.  I am, after all, a 91-year-old dog; it's pretty amazing I can write at all.

But I've been lying low the last few weeks, real low.  I read somewhere that the world was supposed to come to an end last Saturday, so I spent most of May underneath the sofa with my paws over my eyes.  Turns out, the human who said it was just joshing.  What gives?

What humans don't understand about dogs is that we trust you people.  When you tell us you're gonna take us for a walk, we assume you're gonna take us for a walk.  When you tell us we're gonna get a treat, we assume you're gonna give us a treat.  And when you tell us the world is gonna end, we assume the world is coming to an end.

Guess this is one of those tricks you like to play on us.  Like when you pretend to throw the ball, then hide it behind your back and laugh while we sniff all over the place looking for it.  Not.  Cool.

Anyways, I'm back out from under the sofa now and just in time.  Looks like we got a big match between Barcelona and Man U coming up this weekend.  Yeah, I like the game; who wouldn't love chasing a ball around an open field for an hour and a half?  But I'm more excited about the food my owners got prepared.  You can bet your dry schnoz I'm gonna get into some a that chorizo.


These are the kinds of days that make an old girl hope the world never ends...

Just a quick one today

Pretty interesting photo show on what my canine brothers and sisters are doing in the military.

Don't get me started on the politics. I'm from Brooklyn!

http://www.nytimes.com/slideshow/2011/05/12/world/middleeast/dog.html

Loneliness

My male owner left for a few days recently and I got to observe my female owner alone for a few days. That got me thinking: do animals and humans feel loneliness the same way?

I don't think so! 

She seemed to miss him a lot (and called him all the time and texted and so on) but she also seemed happy to be alone, to be spending time just by herself staring at the ceiling. Granted, I stare at the ceiling all the time (or at the floor, depending on my position) but I always, always prefer to do that in the company of a human. 

Let me put it this way: DOGS NEVER EVER WANT TO BE ALONE.

The minute the door shuts, we are already imagining you coming back. Sometimes you do, but it's only because you forgot your keys or something. Then you leave again and time stops. I don't care how many pretty birds are singing or who walks by outside, we just want you back. 

And that's despite the fact that I'm from Brooklyn i.e. tough. 

Sweet Jesus

I've been trying to update this blog for weeks now! I have so much to say, so much to share but no computer to do it with!

Miss Knowitall (female owner) decided to get a job outside of the house (why? why Lord, why?) which means she takes her computer with every day. That leaves only Mr. Techie (male owner) at home and he's always using his computer so it's basically impossible for me to even log in, let alone write a whole post. 

I do love the iPad but it's hard for a dog to use. Serious question: how do you hold it and type at the same time? I tried once when my owner was in the bathroom and this is what I got: F;lje;rjor4i           

Anyway, I've been feeling left out of everything lately. I know my owner is upset that she has to be away from me all day long too. Not only has she told me several times while crying all over my face but I've heard her discuss it with my other owner. I know she tries her best and pays the cleaning lady to take me out on walks, but seriously it all just makes me feel like I'm being abandoned again. 

Yeah, that's right. First my father abandoned us and then my mother went and died, God bless her. What am I supposed to do? Any feedback is greatly appreciated. 

Also, why won't humans allow dogs at work? What's up with that?

I'm from Brooklyn!

I've been getting into classic cars lately (no computer, so I look at books). This is a '62 Bel Air. Ain't she a beaut?

My owner, where'd she go?

Ever since she got a job, I hardly see her!  Thinking about putting fliers up around the neighborhood with her photo and maybe a reward.

I need a walk, a bath, and a faster internet connection.

I saw my male owner pick up some pancetta, though.  Seems like it could be a pretty delicious weekend.