Archive for October, 2010

I am running out of things to blog about. I know, amazing huh? I am such an interesting dog. I may be the most interesting dog in the world. Some days I just sit on the floor and I don’t move for hours. How’s that for awesome?! Don’t you wish you could do that too? I thought so.

xx,
Oakie

I saw the frog again. That little bastard is toying with my heart. It wants me to sniff him (or her) and then it hops away. Then I chase after it, and it hops away some more into the darkness away from me. I’m too old for these games! Why won’t that frog just let me walk circles around it for all eternity?!

xx,
Oakie

So I’ve been seeing this frog lately. Not “seeing” seeing him like dating him, and I don’t even know if it’s a him or her, but during my nightly pee breaks, there is a frog that likes to hide in the grass. I think it’s spying on me while I potty. That horny little pervert. Anyway, I don’t know how to react to this frog. I walk circles around it very cautiously, never taking my off of it, all while sniffing it at the same time. I’ll do this repeatedly until the frog gets tired of it and decides to hop once. OMG! That scares the crap out of me. Then it’ll hop again. OMG I didn’t see that one coming! I am freaked out by now, but I can’t stop looking at it. But then it hops away and I’m all confused. Should I chase it? If I chase it, what will I do with it? Probably just walk circles around it some more. That frog is so mysterious.

xx,
Oakie

Last night I met one of my biggest fans! He was so nice, he played fetch with me and took lots of photos of me and told me how cute and awesome I was. That’s my kind of people! Then he walked away and I ran after him and barked ’cause I was all like Oh no you don’t.. don’tchu walk away from me! and then he was all like I’m not walking away I just walk faster than you! and then I was all like Ok that’s coo and then we hugged and bumped fists. Word.

xx,
Oakie

Christmas is around the corner. Do you know what to get your loved one? A big box of Oakie is always a family favorite! Surprise your significant other with a box of me!! They will be so happy, they will give you a high five! Of course, you can’t really have me because I belong to mommy, and her Snausages are better than your Snausages. Sorry, it’s just the truth.

xx,
Oakie

Here is another oldie of me, but it’s from 2006, so I am a year wiser than I was in my previous post. How much wiser? Well, in 2005, it took me 5 minutes to completely destroy a plush toy. In 2006, I learned to use my incisors better, so I bumped down the time to 4 minutes. Now in 2010, well, you’d just better hide your toys or they will meet an immediate death with my teef!!!

xx,
Oakie

Step back in time to 2005! Yep, that’s me as a 5-year-old. Ah, good times. Things were so simple, so easy, so innocent then. 2005 was a good year. All I had to worry about was .. well, I didn’t have to worry about anything. Just like I don’t really have to worry about anything now. I guess things haven’t really changed! Well, I am a little nuttier now than I was then. I don’t know how that is possible, considering it has now been 10years since I’ve been nut-free. How does one get nuttier the longer he lives without nuts? Riddle of the century! Or decade, in my case.

xx,
Oakie

It is really hard for me to talk with my tongue hanging out, but I can’t help it. I like to pant really hard! Sometimes I will pant really hard for no reason! I didn’t just run one mile. I didn’t just jump and down in a jump-rope contest. I didn’t just swing my hips in a hula-hoop contest! Sometimes I just like to pant really hard. Is that so wrong? You just have to get used to my slurred speech when my tongue is hanging out! (and no, I didn’t get this FOB accent from mom!)

xx,
Oakie

Sometimes I feel like Mini Me is trying to steal my spotlight. I don’t like that one bit. So I want to pulverize him. I had him in my mouth, and I was almost able to fling him around really hard, except that’s when mom decided to put her camera down and save Mini Me. Ma, if you loved me, you would let me tear Mini Me to shreds!!!! Hulk Smash!!!

xx,
Oakie

I totally outsmarted those bars! I walked around them and made it to the stairs. Now I can throw Purple Guy with Big Feet to mom, and she can throw Purple Guy with Big Feet back to me. Here I am roughing him up a little in my mouth. I like to get him all slimy and saliva-y and grody. Sometimes I chomp on him really hard and he squeaks in pain! Sorry, Purple Guy with Big Feet! But it’s for your own good! Can I call you Purpley for short?

xx,
Oakie