hatching eggs

 
Sometimes I wonder what Baxter thinks when I or his dad happen upon him doing what he thinks to be entirely nothing, and out of the blue comes a giant squee from us.  Like yesterday, when I came across the little kielbasa quietly resting with his shorty paws tucked under his meatloafy body, nesting like a little chicken trying to hatch his eggs.

mom, u say squee, but i say, can u please make me mittens? it's cold in here!  :)

message 2 mars

Tiny chumley was all excited when we ran across this parabolic sound reflector on our walkies this past weekend. The physics of which were not lost upon his always ready-for-more rumbly little tumbly.

ooo ooo! earth 2 mars, earth 2 mars..please send more snackies. or rawhide. or rawhide and snackies! ...and give my best to marvin and daffy! :)

fetcher in the high

Yesterday morning was one of those mornings where the little kielbasa woke up and knew something interesting was going to happen.  I knew because rather than sticking by his heater friend, george, which he always does on cool mornings so as to maintain his desired body temp of baked potato,  he followed me, making my journeys about the house mildy perilous as I moved piles of fabric and sweaters in a halfhearted attempt to tidy up the messes I made the day before.  Risking the fact that I might stumble over him, so that he didn't miss out on the exact moment when something interesting happened.

Baby dog, whatchoo want?, I asked to his cocked little head after I finished and settled down to do some work on the internet.  I could tell that my noisy little whine generator was bored. 

I stared into his bright brown eyes, and then focused on the very light frosting of gray hairs on his chinny chin chin.   No, I sighed, you're not getting any younger, are you?.. I suppose you're right, something interesting really should happen today, shouldn't it, little friend?    Which is how I ended up raking in the backyard, shaping leaves into chumley high piles and sprinkling kibble in them.  And how the little kielbasa ended up spending his afternoon, happily rooting around like a piglet in search of truffles.   :)

etsy fresh: thanks for giving, brought 2 u by baxter & duk duk

dear diary,
wooty hoo!  even though thanksgiving is all about the turkey and pilgrims and well, being thankful, me n duk duk thought that there really should be a way that we could all say thanks for giving.  so we helped mom come up with super cute thank u cards that everybuddy can use.  or give, so other people can say thank u too. cuz u know, it's really important 2 say thanks after santa gives all those presents, right -  u know, so he will give u more next time?

so anyhoo, if u have somebuddies special that u know u will want to thank this year for all the cool stuff u know u are going 2 get this holiday season, or if u need a special little thank u gifty pack, u might want to clicky here and visit my mom's etsy shop to get some before they are all gone - cuz we made mega mix packs and mini mix packs and every mix in between, and even mixed packs of christmas cards, because, well me n duk duk were on a roll and we wanted the adhesive strip pull off plastic thingy to make foofie noises with cuz u can only make the noises for so long til they get too wet and then u need fresh strip.

toodley-doo!
b. :)

 

lucha lunes: el salchicha vs the double duks

hee hee hee, oh no! el salchicha smashes on duk duk2 with a flying cactus clothesline rolling thunder turnbuckle flip while his twin partner duk duk1 anxiously waits by the sidelines to be tapped in.























but can duk duk1 save his partner in time? the answer is no! el salchicha tosses duk duk2 out of the ring like a rag doll and goes after duk duk1 with his famous bronco buster three point drop! ladeez and gentlemen cover you eyes bcuz this is a massacre of epic proportions! the referees should be calling this lucha match at any min- 




























oh my goodness, out from nowhere, duk duk 2 just wailed on el salchicha with a flying forewing smash and now el luchador is pinned for the count!  one..two..three!!

ladeez and gentlemen, and just like that this lucha match is over.  congratulations double duk duks!! 

hee hee hee, anybuddy else want 2 lucha?

baxter's eco-friendly tip #582

when getting something from the pet store there's no need for a bag.  just have me carry it out! i will even take it all the way to the car for u. :) :)

cadence for walkies

hee hee hee - heigh ho the poopie-o a marching we will go! :)

etsy fresh: brought 2 u by baxter n duk duk

Hee hee, ever wonder what happens when a lucha obsessed little doxie and his toyfriend duk are given free reign to make whatever paper goodies they want? A protection magnet, to ward off evil and unhappiness wherever it is posted.  A curly moustachioed nod to movember, also known as wishful thinking.  A pooches gracias thank you card, because a good luchador should not only be feared, he must be well mannered.  And of course, invitations to rumble, perfect for inviting friends to the next doxie backyard lucha throwdown.

hey everybuddy - me n duk duk hope u have a very mucha luchatastic weekend! :) :) 

while u were raking

why, no, mom, i was not digging while u were raking and i certainly do not need a bath. why do u ask?

busted

Faces have been cropped to protect the guilty, but somelittlebuddy decided to sneak out the door and follow a certain somebigunclebuddy outside while the car was being packed yesterday and had to be brought back inside.



what, u mean we are all not going for rideys?? oh. well, bye bye grandma and grandpa and unclebuddy! please come again soon!!

come fly with me

hold on tight mister hippo! if a baby circus elephant can fly, surely we can, too, dontchoo think? :)

weekend update

dear diary,
yippee! my grandpa and grandma and uncle came into town this past weekend and we have been doing all sorts of fun stuff - except going 2 the flea market bcuz for some reason i could not go along with them yesterday which was a big boo hoo for me but then when mom came home she showed me what she scored and i was so happy to know that at least she was thinking of me and then everything got better bcuz then we all went to the park for a very nice walkie and i even shook hands with like a gabillion kids and showed them a few of my tricks and of course u know that meant i had lots of snackies.  so all in all it was a very very nice weekend.  how was yours, diary?

toodley-doo!
b. :)

happy meal

Hee hee hee, some days it's all about the accidental ronald macdonald look,  and the little happy meal that loves me no matter what fashion mistakes I make. :)

bowwow to your sensei

Hello! It's me, Baxter, your not so roving rover reporter. Not reporting to you today because I am training to become a luchador.  And even though it is raining out, a good luchador must train everyday. Rain or shine.  Would u like to come inside and join me?

To fight his enemy, a good luchador must be very patient and focused.

He must not let temptation distract him from his very important goals.  To defend his honor and fight for his country.  To live another day so that he may lucha again.

(blink)  (blink)...

(sniff.....sniff.)

(blink)

But an even better luchador knows how to recover after he has fallen to temptation, dontchoo think?  :)

Hey mom, how do u turn the camera off?

(hee hee hee, thank u ramsay for the super delicious giant snackie and fun fun hippo toy!!!!!)

u say tomato, i say tomahhhto

ummmmmmmmmm.. the one on my right??

- baxter, 4.9 years old, during his lesson in picking tomatoes

Even though the nights here have been cool, they still haven't been cool enough to tell the little kielbasa's cherry tomato plant on the deck that it is time to say goodbye.  And so there are tiny tomatoes in various shades of green and stripey orange, all struggling to turn ripe despite the cold weather and shorter days. Struggling so hard that they sometimes exhaust themselves, and simply fall off the vine and onto the deck.

The little kielbasa has figured this out in the past week or so, and has made it his daily mission after poopies to run hurriedly back up the deck to snitch one of these fallen unripened fruits of summer, cradling it carefully inside his mouth like a little green treasure and hoping that nobody will notice his bounty as he brings it back inside to enjoy in the quiet darkness of under the kitchen table.  Only to be disappointed that his tomato was much ickier than the ones he remembered tasting only a few weeks ago.

Cute, I know.  But this is my little poppin fresh funnabun we're talkin about here.  Whose forefathers before him without any training at all knew exactly when to snitch a tomato off their plant, even after they went blind.   They would be appalled that tiny chumley didn't apply more discretion to his deck farm to under table endeavors. 

So yesterday afternoon when tiny chumley raced in front of me and darted up the stairs to snitch yet another fallen unripe tomato, I figured it was time to make things right.  Time to teach my boy.  I went back inside and brought out a grape tomato from a box I just purchased from Aldi.  Not exactly summer sweet, but better than an orange tiny ball.   I sat him down and let him carefully sniff each one from my hand. 

"See baby dog?  This is the one u want.  Okay now you do it.  Ready? Now which one?", I asked Baxter as I put both tomatoes down for him to choose.  Baxter looked down, and then looked up.  Waiting.  "It's okay, you can do it." 

Baxter briefly paused before coming up with his own very special answer.  

which one? how bout BOTH??, his tummy proclaimed before his mouth took care of the rest.

And thus ended my lesson for the day.

gimme gimmme gimme gimme

ooo mom, what's dat?

well baby dog, it's a package for you from oski and miss elissa.

 

a package? for ME?

 oooo gimme gimme gimme gimme!

 baby dog, there is a card. i think you should read it first, don't you?

oh okay.  very pretty! (sniff sniff)  for baxter. 

 

 (snitch!)  

yep, it's mine!! let's open the present now, yes??

okay okay okay.  you can read it later. keep your fur on, little friend.

oooOOOOoooOOoooOOOOOooooooo! nobuddy has ever knitted me anything before!  me loves the color and texture and looky looKYYY - cowboy hat and boot buttons and my very own initial b!!! everything i could ever want! do u think miss elissa and oskie live inside my head, cuz how would they know how much i would love this?  mom, can u please hurry up and sew on the velcro like miss elissa said u could so i can wear it to school 2morrow? i know the safety pins are only temporary and i promise i will not wiggle so much so that way u can fit me properly. 

yes baby dog, but first what do u say?

thank u very much miss elissa and oski!  and even though i would be afraid of your brother and sister bcuz they are pugs and pugs make scary noises, thank u too joey n sissy!!! :) :) :) hey mom do u know where duk duk is? he so has gotta see me in this!! bye bye!! :)

hallowboohoo

dear diary,
well diary, as i mentioned on facebook, halloween was a bust bcuz it rained and did not stop til 6:50 in the evening and mom said we could only be out til 7:00 and that would only give us like, 10 minutes to trick or treat, and bcuz it was cold out mom decided we should not go at all even though we found baggies for our heads n everything. and then to add insult 2 injury i tried 2 bring my costume 2 school 2day but as i did not want 2 get it wet i put it in my backpack which meant of course i had to goto school nakey nakey which teacher did not appreciate at all and that got me an early ride home where i thought i was gonna be bummed n bored all day.














but then no sooner did i get home than mom gave me this super cool present from stitch (do not tell mom but i am actually looking forward 2 my next bath so i can use it!) and i got to help her make stitch's new yummy yummy sushi duds !

 
and mom said since we still had halloween candy left that dad did not pass out,  that me n duk duk could have it and even though it is not the candy we like it tastes much better in monkey chow milkshakes and in fact it makes our breath stink too so double bonus! and when i texted chocobot he said he thinks there might be a way to turn it into cotton candy and if so triple bonus cuz then we can ask mom to stuff the turkey with it for thanksgiving the way chocobot says his grandma does it at her house!  so all in all even though me n duk duk did not get to go trick or treating, do not feel sorry for us diary bcuz in the end it all worked out, even if we cannot trade candy for poopie snakes with the kids at school.

well diary i must go now and take the pedal car to pick up chocobot and lil pink puppy from princess fairy camp so i will talk to 2 later! :)

toodley-doo!
b. :)

 

rainwatchers

dear diary,
i am writing u early today because tonight is halloween and of course u already know that me n duk duk are going trick or treating. but what u do not know diary is that it might rain and so me n duk duk have been watching the weather very carefully and hope very much that our halloween is not rained out, especially because mom n dad got candy that we do not like and we were really hoping to get gummy worms and super sour spray and war heads so we can trade with the other kids at school for cool stuff like poopie snakes. (hee hee, yeah, i know. poopie snakes for candy? the kids at school are such suckers! but i will save that story for another day.)

anyhoo diary, sometime later tomorrow maybe i will tell u how our halloween really went. right now i must help duk duk find a bag big enough for our sign so we can keep it dry because the baggies we found 4 our heads are way too small.

toodley-doo!
b. :)

happy halloween: the little luchador

hee hee hee, i know everything is really cool, right chocobot? me n duk duk googled the translation and made our sign and mom fit me and found some leather and suede to make my luchador mask and gauntlets n everything!  i am so excited - we are totally ready for halloween!

too bad u and lil pink puppy cannot join us 2nite to go trick or treating but i know u have been looking forward to princess fairy camp for like, forever!  and if it is going 2 be cold out and mom makes me wear my hoodie at least i can stuff more candy in my pockets since u will not be there to help pull the wagon bcuz me n duk duk are totally going to ask for more treats so we can all share when u get back. 

ooh hey b4 u leave can u take a picture of us? wait wait...okay, we're ready.

truco o dulce! :)

hee hee hee, that was hard trying not to smile. butchoo know a good luchador has to be serious n scary n stuff, right?   happy halloweenie trick or treating everybuddy! b : )

the butt mohawk

A four legged passerby that lingered too long in the United States of Baxter proved too much for the little kielbasa to handle without sounding his alarm and raising his defenses yesterday morning.  Frenzied barking which from the outside I am sure just sounded like heckling.  The kind of heckling that probably says more about Baxter than it does anything else...

hey, who showed u how to pee like that with your leg all up in the air sprinklin my mailbox post? nobuddy pees up there! don'tchoo know how to squat like the rest of us civilized dogs?  and how come your mom didn't dress u up in a hoodie cuz i know it's cold out there.  yeah u better move on before i go out there and show u how to do your business right...

I looked at the pictures I took of Baxter's morning heckle and realized Baxter's hackles have come a long way in the 2.5 years since we started this blog.  Tiny chumley may still not be a menace 2 society, but it seems he has made significant progress in perfecting his butt mohawk. 

Watch out world, if u pass by his house, know that this dog and his butt mohawk are hecklin u. :)