Thursday, September 11, 2008

PRESLEY IS THE GREATEST AMERICAN DOG

Woof everypups, Norman here. I'm flying solo today for the final recap of The Greatest American Dog because Toby's Birthday Bash is still in full swing and our neighbor Duke just arrived with a case of homemade wine and a box of doggie biscuits. Anyway, my boys Travis and Presley won the competition and Presley was named The Greatest American Dog. JD and Galaxy were shown the Doggie Door early in the show which left Travis and Presley and Laurie and Andrew. Of course JD had to be an arrogant doggies behind about being sent packing. You'd think that JD would develop a little respect for the other dogs and humans in the show but that didn't happen. He still thinks he's the greatest thing since the squeaky toy. Oh well, we don't have to put up with him anymore.
The last challenge was a obstacle course which Presley just ripped through with no problem only to find that the 9000 pound elephant was waiting at the end and hovering over Presley's favorite toy. To complete the course Presley had to retrieve his toy but hesitated (can't blame him for that). Travis went under the elephant and guided Presley to his toy. Little dog Andrew completed the obstacle course but had a problem with the tilting balance beam. But he managed to finish the course and had no fear of the elephant and snatched his toy with no problem. The judges debated long and hard over who should be named The Greatest American Dog and in the end, it was Presley. The judges felt that Travis and Presley had come into the competition as the least experienced of the competitors, but they improved with each passing week and the bond between them only became stronger. Another plus for Travis and Presley was the fact that Travis had stepped beneath the elephant to lead Presley to his toy. It was that act that showed the judges that Travis wouldn't ask his dog to do something that he wasn't willing to do himself. Presley became more disciplined as the show progressed and Travis never once used harsh or questionable training tactics with Presley as did several of the other human competitors. The love and devotion that the pair show toward each other really represents what having a dog is all about. It's not about the perfect dog or the best trained dog (you won't find any in this house), it's about loyalty, trust and most of all love. So congratulations to Presley for being The Greatest American Dog.

PEE ESS
Toby's Birthday Bash is going to continue for awhile so if any pups out there want to stop by, just hop into the transporter and beam over (hell, it works on Star Trek). We'll be watching for you.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOBY


Six years ago today Toby came into our lives. He was a frightened, starving little pup with a broken leg and Mom found him stumbling along the side of the road as she was headed home from work. He was so afraid of her that he tried to run away but he couldn't because of his injured leg. But Mom was very patient and carefully picked him up, put him in the car and hurried to the Doggie Doctor. As Mom was driving to the Doggie Doctor the little pup whined and cried so Mom turned on the radio and that seemed to calm the pup down and he soon drifted off to sleep. After having his leg set in a cast and a couple of days at the Doggie Hospital, Toby was allowed to come live with us. He was very timid and shy and it took a long time before he would even play.

Top Dog Scuba had a long talk with Keiko and Norman and together they worked with Toby and helped him overcome his fears. Scuba taught Toby how to use the doggie door, Keiko taught Toby how to play and Norman taught Toby how to lift his leg. Soon Toby was happy, healthy and terrorizing anyone who dared venture into the yard. And as far as how Toby got his name, the song that was playing on the radio when Mom was rushing him to the Doggie Doctor was 'My List' by Toby Keith. Little did Mom know that when she named that frightened little pup after the country singer, he would soon take on some of Toby Keith's bad-ass attitude and the rest is doggie history.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

LOOKING FOR SNAKES

HELPING MOM LOOK FOR SNAKES

NO SNAKES HERE

WAIT, HERE'S ONE! LOOKS LIKE HE HAS STOPPED BY THE GOPHER DRIVE-THRU FOR BREAKFAST, SO WE'LL LEAVE HIM ALONE

UP CLOSE AND PERSONAL

Monday, September 8, 2008

DESERT GRASS

WAIT ONE DOGGONE MINUTE,

WHAT IN THE HECK IS THIS GREEN STUFF?