eructation nation :)

(blearrrrrrrrrrrk) (blurghokkkkkk) (bwa-aaaaaaa-aaaak) hee hee (bwooooo-ooo-oooook) (uk-hwoooooooooooook) hee hee hee  (guh kwaaaa oook) (bwaaaaa-ooooooo-uk) (op aaaaaa-

what?? inconsiderate? u said to de-gas before bed and technically u r not in bed yet so we are not in bed, only me and dad. and besides, a wolf is too being considerate. i did all the smelly stuff outside already :)

j is for jelly

Sunny Monday mornings were made for naps in the sun :)  

if u like poopie coladas

standing in what he thought was the utmost of courteous locations given the frequency of flatulent foofies emanating from his own ferocious behindy hiney, the little dachshund peered out from behind his mother’s legs as he answered his father’s question.  “nopies, sorry, dad,” said the little dachshund with sincere conviction, “as u r aware, in wolfspeak, we have many different words for pooping in many different weather situations, but there is no word for pooping in weather like this. because a wolf cannot poop in weather like this. hee hee, um, at least not outside…” 

some dry, some wet :)

what? it is just a song me and duk duk made better, because, u know, a wolf is very hungry, most of the time. and he definitely likes canned food mixed in with his kibble nowadays, am i right or am i right? so, anyhoo, ipso poopto “sunrise, sunset” from fiddler on the roof becomes “some dry, some wet”, from our upcoming holiday musical spectacular, pooper on the stoop. we r still working out the casting but u want us to maybe sing it 4 u later? :) 

first in flight :)

hee hee, u want 2 fly, too, mom?  it is really fun! me and dad are giving rideys, five for a bag of gummy worms. act now and get three bonus poopie de loops , i mean loopy de loops.   it is up to u if u want to poopify them. :) 

the tushie man can

well, okay, i guess u can take a picture, mom, but no video. cuz, u know, a wolf does not shiver really especially when he is at the tushie man for his annual checkup  :)

eep dog :)

hee hee, hey mom… mom… mom! here, looky  who am i? 

(panty - panty - panty - pant - slobber - pant - slobber ) hee hee, i’m so dopey two times two is eleventy five. (panty - panty - panty - pant - slobber - pant - slobber ) stand over where? (panty - panty - panty - pant - slobber - pant - slobber ) o let me drink from your water bowl they’re all the same right? (panty - panty - panty - pant - slobber - pant - slobber - pant  )

wait? what? no, i was just - hey hey no, don’t ask her to come over! she is perfectly fine way way over there. mom! moooom! 

to no one in particular :)

The land beneath him swelled as gently up as it did down, the teeny tiny itty bitty teensy weensy little flea sized dachshund noticed as he made his way thru the thickets of the giant fur forest. “one day, maybe i will find out why the land moves in such gentle swells, and why the winds from the west are always so smelly. but today,” the teeny tiny itty bitty teensy weensy little flea sized dachshund pipped to no one in particular because not even the fleas of unusual size were listening to him, “ today, i will climb mount elbow swirly and when i reach the top, i will slide back down. and then i will go back up, and i will slide back down again. because sliding is fun, and knowledge is something i can always get later.” :) 

whatever i want to :)

nopies, it is okay, mom, said the little dachshund. i do not need a leash, really. i am all grown up now, and i can do whatever i want to. :) 

vitamin d :)

yeppies, it’s not just for christmas anymore!  it would be delicious, and me and duk duk can totally make it 4 u n dad tonitey nite for the low low price of two bags of gummy worms each. 

what? spell it? butt that would totally spoil the sur- .. okay fine… 

tee you are dee dee you see kay eee en. 

turd ducken. hee hee, now can me and duk duk put u n dad down for two orders? 

why do i get the feeling u r on to us, mom? 

nap time :)

Some days, it’s all about the naps. :)

feed zone :)

well, technically these are all my rugs so, u know, i am exactly where i need 2 be. :)

hot dog :)

but every day is a good day 2 go hunting for tomatoes, dontchoo think, mom? :)

what’s more 2 learn :)

well, i was stinking i mean thinking of, u know, just, not going 2 school anymore. a wolf already knows pretty much everything relevant to wolf living, really. what’s more 2 learn? :) 

tooter hole :)

aw sheesh, cassie mc panty pants, it is too early in the morning for your smelly breathy breath. give a wolf a break already.   

besides, if u r gonna stink up the place, then u have to do it properly, from your tooter hole, not your pie hole. like this. 

(pfweeeooOooooOoooooOoooot!)

hee hee, see? putrid, with a touch of ferocious.  or as i like to call it, just another wednesday morning.   :) 

haipoo monday :)

summer strawberries

delicious from mom’s garden

a wolf chomps them now :) 

tgidiscodecontaminationfriday :)

aw great. 

never mind, mom. i think we are gonna need to spend all our tardis money on cootie decontamination. again. 

probably definitely maybe

well, mom, i was stinking i mean thinking with only one week left before school starts, that maybe me and duk duk could build a tardis and go back to the beginning of summer. or forward to next summer. your choice really. especially since we probably maybe most definitely need to borrow your credit card 2 buy all the parts we need. :) 

testing testing one two pee tres

testing testing one two pee. nothing 2 pee here really, my mom accidentally deleted something that allowed my blog posties to post to my facebook page and hopefully we fixed it. :) 

tiny trundler :)

the little dachshund quietly giggled to himself as he ferociously trundled up the ramp, his little bottom bouncing up and down with each step he took, squeaking tiny poofs of air so noxious that he was actually glad his nose was at the opposite end of his burping bottom.  :)