Thursday, November 6, 2008

DESERT BONFIRE(AGAIN)

With the evenings starting to cool down just a bit(finally) we had another bonfire. Our Uncle Kris and Aunt Terri came over for a while and we had a pawsome time.

Toby is fascinated by the fire.


Scuba is pooped from all of the excitement.


Norman gives Uncle Kris a big kiss while Keiko watches.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Howloween in London

Woo-woo!!! We are pawsitivly pooped. Just returned from the huge Howloween Party at the Tower of London. We made reservations with AireRuby and jetted over to jolly Ole England(Mom wouldn't let us take the Desert Dawg Express, remember Gucci's party?)

The Tower

Here's a shot of some of the guests in the main hall. We were bobbing for apples(Scuba suggested bobbing for cats).

Keiko's hanging out with some pals cruising the streets of London. She's trying to keep a low profile but according to Scotland Yard, that ship has sailed as the puparazzi have snapped several photos of the Desert Pups wreaking havoc in the city.
Thanks to Eric, Asta and Lacie for their hard work in organizing the party. Can't wait til next year.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

BUSTED

Honest, Mom. All of that stuffing is from the toy, not the pillow(wink, wink).

Thursday, October 30, 2008

DESERT MUSEUM

Holy Puppy Poop!!! Look at the size of those kitty cats. This is a photo that Mom took when she was visiting the Arizona-Sonora Desert Museum. These are Mountain Lions and are one of the most popular exhibits at the museum. The really great thing about the Desert Museum is that they rehabilitate wild animals or they rescue injured animals or animals that wander into populated areas that would otherwise have to be killed. The Desert Museum is a pawsome place to learn about all of the animals that share the Sonoran Desert with us. The only bad thing is that Mom never lets us go. She says dogs and Mountain Lions don't mix. But what does she know, we ain't afraid of no stinkin Mountain Lions. They're just big cats, with big claws and big teeth and......hey, Keiko, why are you hiding under the bed?