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Caker one-nine, caker one-nine, I’ve got my ears on.

Lately the monkeys seem obsessed with removing lumpy things from us dogs. Icky got two and I got three, and now we have stitches and have had to eat extra treats twice a day for a week. I think the vet is a vampire, too…she keeps taking my blood. But the […]

We have a new game, the monkeys and I. I greet them with the beehive:
and they yell “Oh bee-HIVE!” and they try to take it away while I growl and maybe even bark, then they get it, throw it, and I go get it, and we start over. It’s good! I found […]

I found out something really cool about snacks around here. Twice a day, Grep has to get a needle stuck in her. Immediately after, she gets a snack! I found out if I am nearby every time she gets the needle in the butt, I get a snack too! And I don’t even get a […]

Hey, I didn’t know I wasn’t supposed to bite the other dogs when we were eating off the same plate. Guess Aunt Erica will know next time she needs to separate us when we eat. I’m used to being an only dog, not sharing–so far as I knew, Grep was stealing MY hamburger morsel.
Today I […]

Someone should tell these monkeys:

Just because I rolled on a flattened dead mouse doesn’t mean I need a bath
It’s NOT ok for Uncle Paul to call me the ‘Houndenberg’. I’m just big boned!

Yesterday was a good day. We didn’t walk as far (just a lot of little walks around the yard)–good thing because it was HOT. Later on Great Aunt Nancy, Great Uncle George, and Great Great Aunt Clara came over and we had lots of good things to eat but I didn’t get nearly ENOUGH. […]

Hi, I’m Cupcake. I’m not sure what’s going on. My parents are not feeling well and so I’ve been sent to Camp Erkkila for the summer. I was very happy until I found out there are three other dogs there, but it turns out they’re not so bad (except maybe the big one, Sobe; she’s […]