A Siberian View of the 'Verse

About Time!!!

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Tue, 06 Apr 2010 04:50:00 +0000

Mama is finally letting me use the computer to update everyone! It's about time, but I have to admit that we have all been very busy! For one thing, Mama whelped a hairless puppy on December 27...wait, she says she "gave birth" to a "baby". Okay, whatever...anyway, it is a girl-pup, and she and Dad named it Siobhan. Dad calls her Chevy for short. The baby keeps us all on our paws. We've all been helping Mama with her. I decided that as I am the biggest dog in the house, it's my responsibility to guard her from everything. I even sleep under her cradle, or between the cradle and Mama, since it's my job to guard her too.

I don't remember if I mentioned it before, but Mama had to rehome Lita, which she did a long time ago, but I don't think I got on here and said anything, since Mama has been so bad about letting me have computer time. Lita just kept starting fights with my Lab sisters, and the last one almost got the older human sister bitten. Mama still misses Lita, but LeeLee needed to be in a family where she would be the only dog.

That being said, on February 13 of this year, we added another dog to the pack! This one is a male, but he is only a pup and so submissive that I let him live here. His name is Malayko and he's about 4 or 5 months old. The older biped sister named him. Lots of humans who don't want their dogs drive all the way out to our area and just dump them out of the car and drive away. Can you imagine such a horrible thing as having someone you love do that to you?! So the Labbies and I, we know how lucky we are. Our neighbors have a dog named Chupacabra who was dumped, and Malayko was dumped too. He's a German Shepherd mix, and I think he's mixed with a little bit of Sibe! He's very cute, Mama says, although he will never be as cute as I am - that's just impossible!

And, I'm six years old now! Yes, Mama forgot to let me post another birthday, but she didn't forget to feed us extra special food on our birthday! So I'm not too mad at her - I did get raw chicken leg quarters for my dinner on my special day, and also on my gotcha day! I've been here for three years now! And you know what? Mama and Dad still love me! I guess I shouldn't be surprised by that; they've had my Lab sisters with them for almost seven years now - their whole lives! So we're some lucky dogs, huh?

Hopefully, it won't take so long before Mama lets me on the computer again! The newest biped sister seems to be settling into the pack better now, so maybe Mama will have more time again soon! Until then, don't give up on me! I will be back!

Woos,

Thor

Birthday!

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Tue, 01 Sep 2009 05:12:00 +0000

This post is late, and it's Mama's fault! First of all, she forgot to keep me in the loop of important dates, and then she forgot to tell me what the date actually was, AND she forgot that her brother, Smoky, and Bandit all had a birthday on the 29th! Sheesh! At least she remembered her brother's birthday on the proper date, but she forgot my sisters altogether!

So, I am finally here to post a happy belated birthday to my Lab sisters, Smoky and Bandit, who turned six years old on 8/29/09! Smoky remains her dark chocolate self, but Bandit has begun to show her age in the grey hairs appearing on her chin. That's the only place, though: she is still our hyper, playful, puppy-brained sister!

In the interest of fairness and smoothing over any hurt feelings, I call on Mama to make reparation to us all for forgetting the girls' birthday by giving us extra livergreat tonight, and allowing us all to sleep wherever we like on the bed, no matter how uncomfortable it makes the humans! And, if Bandit wishes, she should be allowed to sleep in the little biped's room tonight, even if she keeps the little biped up playing all night. This point, however, is negotiable, although the rest are not!! A lesson must be taught, here!

Woos,
Thor

PLEASE BE ON THE LOOKOUT!!

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Mon, 22 Jun 2009 18:41:00 +0000

Yes, every so often there is something more important to post about than me, and this is one of those times.

Laska is a rescue pup, like me, and he is heartworm positive and needs medication for it. Mama has received a flyer about him, so I will post it here:

"Laska has been missing since June 21st. Last seen near Lakeshore Drive in Hewitt, NJ. Laska is very fearful and may run away if you try to approach him. If you see him, please call 1-862-881-0568 immediately. Thank you."

Here is a picture of Laska:

I couldn't get the other picture of him to work, but I will continue to try. Please, if you know people in this area, have them keep a lookout for him. Even if you don't, crosspost this to as many places as you can and get your prayers out there. Laska was thisclose to being PTS when he was rescued from North Carolina. He has come so far since then; we can't let it end for him now!

Thank woo,

Thor

The Secret, Revealed!

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Wed, 27 May 2009 01:36:00 +0000

Mama couldn't keep from telling everyone, so I am now free to reveal the secret I had sworn to keep: Mama is going to whelp and have puppies!

Wait, Mama has corrected me. In humans it's giving birth and having babies. She further corrects that it isn't "babies", it's "baby". Don't humans have more than one at a time, like dogs do? I'll have to research that.

So, she will be spending a lot of time at the doctor's office over the next nine months. Wow, nine months! It only takes us dogs about 65 days! Humans really are weird, taking so long to have one furless puppy, when it only takes us two months to have several! I don't get it. But, anyway, I'm not sure how I feel about the new pup yet. Smoky and Bandit are happy about it, but they told me the pup won't be giving us bonus food for months, and that the pup pretty much only sleeps and eats just like a regular pup, except it can't even crawl right away! So I'm gonna reserve judgment till after I meet this new pup!

Woos,
Thor

With An Oink, Oink Here...

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Sat, 23 May 2009 23:52:00 +0000

Harooo! I was about to post about grooming...AGAIN...when I remembered that I never told anyone the story of the pig I met! Not that Mama was happy about it...

Well, here's how the story goes: Smoky, Bandit, and I were all in the dog yard, and we see the neighbor's pig snuffling around our yard. We've never seen it up close before, but it was in our yard! So we discussed it, rather loudly, trying to get Mama's attention, but I guess she was too busy cooking dinner, and we are always loud, BOL! Bandit and I agreed, we had to drive the pig off. Smoky didn't want any part of it, the goody two paws. So Bandit and I got out of the yard by laying the fence down flat and walking out (Mama has long since figured it out and killed our fun).

Pigs are BIG! I didn't know this! He was definitely bigger than I am, and I'm the biggest dog in the whole family! Can you imagine how much bacon and ham and pork chops and pork roast and spareribs you could get out of one pig?! Yummy! And we figured that if he didn't leave our yard, we would get all of that! But it was not to be. I guess two of us together scared him enough to start him moving on home.

By now, Mama had figured out what was going on, and, typical for a human, she was freaking out. She actually chased us in the car, thinking we would give up on the pig in favor of a ride! Boy, was she wrong! Okay, half wrong: Bandit did give up the chase for the car. Stupid Labs. But it was kind of funny, since Mama was basically offroading in a Chevy Cavalier. Now, I'm no expert on cars, but even I know you don't offroad in a Cavalier. Mama was desperate though. She had no faith in my hunting abilities. She thought the pig was going to really hurt me or kill me, can you imagine that? So since I wasn't about to give up all the fun I was having, she started calling everyone for help. Animal Control, the livestock people, the Sheriff's Department, everyone, and they all told her they didn't help with this sort of thing.

So, for four hours, Mama stood in the yard and kept calling me. She probably would have caught me if she had just walked up to the pig, but she doesn't know anything about pigs and was scared. Silly human!

Finally, the pig's people came home, and that was the end of my fun. They laughed at Mama because she thought the pig was already big enough, and they said he was only a baby still and would grow much bigger! Wow! Mama turned dead white, and that's saying something, since Mama's Black! BOL!

The pig got corralled, but I still wouldn't come home, so Mama went and got me extra dinner to get me to come home. Well, of course that worked! So that was my adventure with the pig. Wasn't that great?

Oh yeah, the grooming thing. Well, this first picture is three hours worth of work, just on my rump and back legs, with me arguing all the way:And, of course, this one is of my dashing good looks. Do I look like I need to be groomed?? Honestly!

Well, that's all for today! I do have more news, but I've been sworn to secrecy yet, by Mama, and since she controls the food and the grooming brush, I'll keep quiet for a bit longer. I'll give you a hint though: it has to do with family! Gnaw on that for awhile, haroooooooo!

Woos,

Thor

Catching Up

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Wed, 29 Apr 2009 00:00:00 +0000

I didn't realize how long it had been since Mama last let me use the computer! I'm going to have to nag her a bit more often about letting me keep up my blog! She updated hers TWICE yesterday, after all!

I guess the biggest piece of news I have is that Lita has left the family, for those who didn't know. She never wanted to fit in with the rest of us, and she wanted to be alpha so badly that she endangered the small biped. I don't do that! I may chew on Mama and Dad when we're playing, but I never use my teeth when the little biped is around, and neither do Smoky and Bandit! But LeeLee did, and so Mama didn't have a choice. LeeLee went to the shelter a bit over a month ago, and Mama cried a lot after she left. The house is a lot quieter now, but no one is ready to bring another dog home yet. Mama and the little biped are still missing LeeLee too much.

That's the only sad news though. Now we have the stupid news: Mama came up with new names for us dogs. Why can't she just call us dogs? No, now she calls us "furbles" instead of "furballs", which was bad enough! And "fuzzlebutt"! What the heck is a fuzzlebutt? Where does she come up with these things?! Can't she come up with something with a little dignity to it? Helloooooo!

Summer weather is already setting in here, or at least what Mama and I call summer weather! The people and pups native to Arizona call it spring weather, but 90 and 100 degree temperatures are summer temperatures where we come from!! So we are spending less time outside now because it's too hot. But Mama keeps the air conditioner on in the living room all day, so that's okay. I get to lie around on the human sofa instead. Yes, we have a human sofa and a dog sofa in the living room, and no dogs are supposed to be on the human sofa. That was the rule Dad set. But I'm so cute, even Dad lets me get away with pretty much anything except countersurfing. Smoky and Bandit have lived with Mama and Dad for nearly six years, and they don't get away with the amount of stuff I do! Harooooooooooooo! On the other hand, they sleep on the bed with Mama and Dad all the time, and I don't. Not that I'm not allowed to, I just don't choose to!

The little biped is getting more fun as she gets older, and we make Mama do a lot of screaming at us to calm down! BOL! Like that's gonna happen! It's too much fun to make her yell at us! But she did find something to make us calm down somewhat. It's this computer radio called Pandora, and when we get way out of hand (according to her, anyway), or when she's doing beadwork, Mama puts on this station of something she calls Celtic music. Even I can't help but slow down when it's on. I can't help it. It's soft and slow and boooooorrrrrrrriiiiiiinnnnnnnng! It makes me go to sleep, but Mama loves it and stays awake. I just don't get it. Humans are just weird.

Well, I'm gonna go outside and steal the tennis ball from Smoky for a little while now that it's cooling off. I promise to try and get the computer from Mama again soon! Later!

Woos,
Thor

More New Stuff

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Sat, 22 Nov 2008 20:46:00 +0000

Well, mama's computer died. It was young, only three years old, but it died anyway. Or something like that. Maybe it's that it is about to die. So Dad had to go and buy a new laptop anyway for school, so he's going to give Mama this one. This is the first time I've gotten hold of it, since everyone is busy trying to move all their stuff from one computer to another. Dad has to move all his stuff from this laptop to the new one, and when he's done, Mama has to move all her stuff from the desktop to this one! Dad says the best way to do it would be to have something called an external hard drive, but since the new laptop cost more than he planned on spending, he's panicking now, and Mama won't push him on the hard drive thing. So they have to move everything using a 4 gig flash drive. Something tells me it's going to take them forever!

Mama did manage to set up her store on Etsy.com, though! Because she loves us so much, she named her store Siberian Star Beads, except it's all one word. And she made another Sibe holiday ornament to sell, since the first one went to Indy's mom for a donation. And Mama promised us that if any ornaments sell, she'll donate some of the proceeds to ASHRA: Arizona Siberian Husky Rescue and Adoption. Arooooooooooooooo! I knew we loved her for a reason! ASHRA is in both Phoenix and Tucson, and they get a lot of dogs. Mama would like to foster for them, but Lita still starts fights, and the last visitor we had, well, that didn't go so well with me, either. He was a young Border Collie mix, very nice and well-mannered, but I didn't like him playing with my pawrents! So I tried to eat him. Mama was very happy I was on a leash, and very shocked that I could be aggressive, since I'm usually such an easygoing fellow. I was sad that I made her upset, but I share my pawrents enough!

Anyway, gotta go for now! Until next time!

Woos,
Thor

A New Experience

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Mon, 20 Oct 2008 03:48:00 +0000

Thor here. Mama and the little biped went on their own adventure today, and they didn't take us along! But it's okay, because I don't think any of us really wanted to go on this one. They went to a ranch called Cowtown Keeylocko. It's a working cowtown, owned and built by one of the few African-American cowboys in the area. Ed Keeylocko's got chickens and pigs wandering around loose, and horses and cows and bulls. It's a real Old West type of cowtown. It even has a jail, and the rumor mill has it that on occasion, overly rowdy Border Patrol officers have been put in it! We didn't want to go along because we heard that a whole bunch of pigs can be kind of mean. I don't know how true that is, but I can say I didn't want to find out! Individually, though, I think I'd like to make the acquaintance of a pig...bacon and ham and sausage are really tasty! So is cow, but these cows haven't gone to the factory yet, so they're a lot bigger than I am, and Mama says they have REALLY sharp horns!

But the little biped had lots of fun! For awhile today, she was the only child on the ranch, and the cowboys all spoiled her! One of the cowboys, RJ, even let her ride a horse! A BIG horse too, not one of the little ones! I am very proud of her. Mama showed us the video, and the midget wasn't the least bit scared, probably because she's used to big dogs like us, and she feels that horses are just really big dogs! They're not, of course, but she's three, so why argue?

She also made another friend--this is the one we wanted to meet! Doesn't he look tasty? Just think of all the ham, sausage, bacon, spareribs, roast, and pork chops we could get out of him! Yummy! Only two problems with that, though. For one thing, Mama says they smell really bad, which doesn't bother us, but I guess she doesn't like it, and since she's the chief cook in our house, when it comes to food, her word is the law. The other problem is that Dad is Jewish as well as Italian, and isn't supposed to eat pork. Hmmm. Dad does eat sausage and bacon when Mama cooks the big breakfast on Sunday mornings, so I think he plays that card when it's something he doesn't like. I'm just sayin'.

Mama was kind enough, though, to bring us back treats from Keeylocko! They had cooked a brisket, and Mama brought it back for us! Mmmmm, so tender and juicy and delicious! Mama didn't like it much and said it was a heart attack waiting to happen, and she also said not to expect such treats all the time because she loves us and wants us to live a long time. Huh. If she loves us so much, we should be getting treats like this all the time, don't you think? I think so, and I'm pretty sure my sisters would agree! I think if LeeLee becomes the Queen of the West, the first law she should pass is one making brisket a required treat! Ha roo!!!

Here's the video Mama made of the little biped on her first ride! Have I mentioned that I'm proud of her being so fearless? Her bravery is entirely due to us dogs!

Enjoy!

Woos,

Thor

My Dorky Family, and My Fantastic Idea

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Sun, 19 Oct 2008 01:42:00 +0000

Hello, all. This is LeeLee, taking over the blog for today. I wanted to be certain that everyone knows exactly how dorky my family is. To that end, I clawed Mama into taking the pictures in this entry. I wanted video, but there isn't enough light in the living room, so I'm stuck with just still pictures to illustrate how far below me the rest of the family is, at least of the canine set.

As I'm sure you all know, I'm not very fond of Smoky and Bandit to begin with. Labs are just too sappy and want to please everyone. But Thor is supposed to be a Sibe, and I am very disappointed in him. He doesn't woo, and he hardly ever does anything Mama and Dad don't like, except countersurfing. He's even--dare I say it--obedient!!! One begins to wonder if he isn't another Lab in a Sibe suit, like the Ao4's Dave. And no, I don't countersurf, only because I'm not tall enough, and I'm too fluffy yet to easily get up on the counter.

Well, anyway, he decided to have a huge wrestling match with Dad last night, along with Smoky and Bandit. Dad's a dork too. Look at him pretending to be scared of Thor. How sad is this? At least Mama is smart enough to stay out of this. Of course, that could be because I was making her take all the photographic evidence.

Oh, yes, my fantastic idea! I almost forgot! Mama always refers to me as the more obnoxious Meeshka of the West, which is a horrible thing to say, as I have seen no evidence to date that would support the claim that Meeshka is obnoxious in any way. But, as she seems to think we are so alike, it occurs to me that the position of Queen of the West stands vacant, and I thought I would volunteer to take over that position, if the great Meeshka has no objection. Isn't that a wonderful idea? After all, there is a LOT of land to administer, and the West is still pretty wild sometimes. So, I'm nominating my fluffy self to be the Queen of the West and keep all the pups on this side of the country in line! Of course, I need a second in command to help me, and I think Thunder of Colorado would be a perfect assistant, if he would be willing. Or maybe even Tucker, since he certainly seems to do a good job of keeping Sinjin in his place!

Of course, I would still ultimately defer to our great Queen in the East who does, after all, have so much more experience at being royalty than I do. When we dogs manage to get near the computer, I read Meeshka's memoirs faithfully, and memorize her lessons for use in my own house! Ha roo!!

Off to eat now,

Lita

Bowling for kitties

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Fri, 10 Oct 2008 05:21:00 +0000

Echo's mom gave all the SMS ladies a new gadget to play with, and Mama is addicted now. It's called Cat Bowling. Can you imagine? I had to see this! Well, pups, I don't see the attraction. The cats aren't even real! They're just drawings. And there are no dogs at all, just aiming a pumpkin and hitting the kitties with it. Humans are entranced with the weirdest things sometimes. I wonder what my friend Huffle will say when she finds out about this site. I bet kitty-claws will be liberally applied, ha roo! I hear Huffle's claws are worthy of Her Majesty, Queen Meeshka, herself! I think she's on tour right now, although her mom doesn't know it, and she's visiting a few SMS pups on her tour. Those moms better watch out! I don't think Huffle will like a bowling for kitties game!

Shameful!

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Sat, 27 Sep 2008 17:26:00 +0000

Mama hasn't let me on the computer since June 1! And here we are about to go into October! Sheesh! We missed posting about a bunch of stuff. The little biped had a birthday a couple of days after my last post, so I'll say happy birthday to her first of all--she's three now! And she started school in August. Mama leaked about that; I don't really know why. You would think she'd be happy to get a break! We sure were!

Mama didn't have a choice about letting me blog today. Ha roo! All the SMS bloggers got an award from my honorary Sibe-sister, Khyra, so she had to let me post it! Here it is!

Isn't it khool? Thank woo, sis!! Now maybe Mama will let me post more often!

Oh, and Mama is making Siberian Husky holiday ornaments with beads to sell. I got hold of a picture of it. Okay, it's not done yet. She still has to make a hanger for it, and put a backing on it so that it hangs right on a front door, and edging, and fringes that swing like a fluffy tail, but I love it! What's better looking than a Siberian Husky, after all? Ha roo roo roooooo! Now I want her to make one that looks like me! She's gonna sell these on Etsy.com.

But our most major news is this: we had an adventure! Well, my Lab sisters and I had a small adventure, but my Sibe-sister LeeLee had a big one! And Mama says that if I post this, I have to tell you humans that this is one of the reasons you have to research a breed before you get a dog and be aware of all the quirks and habits. There, I said it, Mama. See, we had an escape one night. To quote Snoopy, it was a dark and stormy night, and all of us took off when Mama and Dad got home. Well, Smoky, Bandit, and I got home by three a.m., but LeeLee didn't stay with us during our adventure; she went off on her own. Mama was frantic, driving all over the neighborhood calling until 4 a.m., but she never found LeeLee. At 6, the phone rang, and it was a family seven miles away, on the other side of the highway! LeeLee had wandered into their yard!

We were VERY lucky to get LeeLee back! We Sibes like to run and run and run, and we look around and realize we're lost and have no idea how to get home, so we find a human who looks friendly. That's why our yards have to be very, very secure, and our humans have to be very, very careful. And microchipping does help, but only if we go somewhere we will get scanned for one, and only if the chip is registered! Escapes are a big Siberian trait, so make sure you read up about us before you bring one of us home! LeeLee was lucky enough not to get hurt, but escapes don't always have happy endings!

Until next time,
Thor

Early Morning Hunt

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Sun, 01 Jun 2008 06:24:00 +0000

Thor's mama here. He has--grudgingly--allowed me to post this blog, although he will probably add his own words to it later.

We live in a manufactured home, which means that the dogs have long ago torn down the skirting at the back of the house so they can stare at the chipmunks and squirrels that constantly get under there. Well, lately there has been a pigeon, also known as a flying rat, living under there and driving the dogs insane, because, of course, they can't get to it.

Well, early Memorial Day morning, when I let the dogs into the yard to take care of business, the idiot bird, who has seen the dogs in the yard every morning, is in the yard, strolling around like it belongs there. The dogs did not take this invasion lightly, and Thor, my beautiful, gimpy-legged baby boy, proceeded to prove that a bum leg does not impede him in any way. The flying rat launched itself into the air, frantic to get away, getting about five feet up...and so did Thor. He snatched the bird out of the air...from above, even though he had been standing on the ground a second before. He caught both wings in his mouth and landed lightly on his feet. I have never seen him look so proud, with his head and tail both held high as he pranced across the yard. I hated to tell him to drop it, but, well, they're called flying rats for a reason! So he dropped it, and Smoky and Bandit converged from the left and right simultaneously, while LeeLee barked and jumped excitedly. Big three-way melee ensued, and when the dust settled, there was a dead pigeon without a mark on it, feathers everywhere, and three proud, successful hunters whose praises were being sung by the fourth!

Thor here now. Don't let Mama fool you. The only reason I dropped the stupid bird in the first place was because Mama was standing in the doorway in her pajamas, jumping up and down and screaming at me like an idiot. And LeeLee wasn't singing our praises, she was criticizing our techniques! Not that she did anything at all! And Mama, as much as we love her, wasn't smart enough to have a camera right by the back door to video our hunt! Humans!

Woos,
Thor

The Name Game

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Mon, 19 May 2008 17:32:00 +0000

I've been tagged by Echo for a new game! It's really easy--you spell out your name in Japanese, using this key:

A - ka, B - tu, C - mi, D -te, E - ku, F - lu, G - ji, H - ri, I - ki, J - zu, K - me, L - ta, M - rin, N - to, O - mo, P - no, Q - ke, R - shi, S - ari, T - chi, U - do, V - ru, W - mei, X - na, Y - fu, Z - zi

Here are all of our names:

Thor: Chirimoshi
Lita: Takichiki
Smoky: Aririnmomefu
Bandit: Tukatotekichi

We did Mama, Dad, and the little biped too--now efurrypuppy that doesn't know them can work backwards to figure out their names! Ha roo! Arichikamifu, Karukatamoto, Chishimofu--who's who?!

Now I tag the ThunderStorm, Sitka and Tia, Huffle Mawson, Turbo, Tucker, and Indy!

Tagged and Tagging

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Tue, 13 May 2008 16:28:00 +0000

Mama is finally letting me back on the computer. It's about time! I got tagged by my friends Echo and Fenway, and I have been patiently waiting for Mama to let me do this! So here are the rules:

1. Post a 6-word memoir on your blog and include visuals if you'd like.
2. Link to the blog and dog who tagged you, ideally to their original memoir post.
3. Tag at least 5 more pups with blogs, link to them, and leave a comment with an invitation to play.

So without further ado, my six words:

1. Handsome
2. Fortunate
3. Rescued
4. Loving (and loved!)
5. Happy
6. Affectionate

I didn't feel like taking pictures, so you'll have to content yourself with pictures already in various places in the blog!

I'm tagging Shelby and Maddox, the Rasta Boyz, the RHP, the Kapp Pack, and Flurry and Aja!

Thor vs. Troy

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Sat, 10 May 2008 05:42:00 +0000

Mama filmed us playing with Dad tonight! Well, me, mostly. Our camera isn't all that great, so the picture is a little fuzzy, but you can still see it!

Mama didn't even get upset when I stepped on her foot; she just laughed at me. We are much loved pups!

A Furball in Need

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Mon, 05 May 2008 23:08:00 +0000

Our Mala-pal, Holly, has posted a challenge issued by her friend Izzie, to post this badge on our blogs and click on it every day for a week.

I have decided that we will be a part of that challenge. But I'd like to see it kept going for more than a week. Thus, I issue my own challenge: one month. That's thirty days. Not so hard. We can do that, can't we? It's just one click of the millions of clicks you'll make in a day. Click here to get your own badge.

AVON Calling!

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Wed, 30 Apr 2008 04:21:00 +0000

Sigh. Okay, I'm doing this--under duress!--for Mama. In addition to starting to do beadwork to sell on Etsy, she also decided to sell Avon. I don't use the stuff, personally, so I don't see the big deal, but if it helps get goodies in the house for us, I'm all for it! So please check out Mama's Avon store. Help a dog out! There, Mama, I did the plug for you. You owe me livergreat for this one!

Woos,

Thor

Wolves

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Wed, 23 Apr 2008 20:54:00 +0000

I am a dog. I am not a wolf, nor am I, although I look like one, any more closely related to one than your average Chihuahua. That being said, dogs and wolves are related, way back when, and therefore I have quite a few concerns about the fact that timber wolves are now off the endangered list, and can now be killed again with impunity.

Humans say that the wolves kill their livestock, and therefore deprive them of their livelihood. I have something to say about that: every living creature on this planet is driven to procreate for the continuation of their species, not just humanity. Procreation leads to families, which means that every living creature needs a home and food. If humanity takes away the land that provides your home and takes away the ability to feed your young, then you watch them die, and you face extinction.

It is interesting to note that there is not one species of animal that has sanctioned the mass murder of humanity to save themselves. Only humanity holds that distinction. Humanity is a species of excess. You MUST have more land. You MUST have more money. You MUST have a better car, house, television, clothing, child than your neighbor. Why can't you be happy with what you have? Why must there be the deforestation issue that has taken the homes of millions of animals? Why are there trophy hunters? Why must the rainforest be destroyed? Why do you abuse your children and pets? Why would you protect the wolves long enough to bring up their numbers, only to turn around and kill them again as soon as they are no longer endangered? This actually makes sense to you?

"What is man without the beasts? If all the beasts were gone, man would die from a great loneliness of spirit, for whatever happens to the beasts, soon happens to man. All things are connected."--Chief Seattle, 1854

This is one of Mama's favorite quotes. Not all humans are as stupid as the ones that have declared war on animals. Mama and her friends are among the smarter ones. This Chief Seattle sounds like someone I would have liked. I don't think he would like the world today. There are so many species of animal that are in danger of extinction. Timber wolves. Bengal tigers. Siberian tigers. Giant pandas. Alligators. Buffalo. Elephants. Pronghorn antelope. Peregrine falcons. Golden eagles. Condors. Blackfooted ferrets. Gorillas. Whales. Cheetahs. Leopards. Jaguars. Polar bears. Arctic wolves. Mexican wolves. Hippos. Seals. Sea otters. I could go on and on, but Mama is helping me with this one, and her eyes are leaking too much for her to see.

You humans need to get your acts together. One day, it will be you facing extinction. And, at the rate your species is going, far too many of you will not be missed by the rest of the species on the planet.

The Reason Why: Firefly

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Thu, 17 Apr 2008 05:05:00 +0000

Dad was teasing Mama about the title of my blog here, and it occurred to me that I should explain it a little. The title is my nod to Mama's favorite show, Firefly. It was a really good show that got cancelled a couple of years ago, but Mama owns the DVD set of the series and the movie that came out later, which was called Serenity. Joss Whedon, who produced Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel, is the guy who produced Firefly as well. It was a sci-fi series, and it was more grown up than the other two shows. Mama got addicted to the show and used to watch it over and over until Dad got sick of it! In the show, they always referred to the universe as "the 'verse", so that's where I got the title from!

Woos,
Thor

Mama's Newest Thing, and Pictures!!

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Wed, 16 Apr 2008 18:46:00 +0000

Mama has decided to try and find a way to work at home, so she can add to the household income that provides us with Canidae and cookies, and yet be home where she can be readily available to serve us as needed. Oh, yeah, and so she can be home with the little furless biped too. So she is looking for a job in something called data entry, and also decided to try her hand at crafting stuff for a website called Etsy.com. Dad is trying to figure out how to set up a workspace for her in the living room, Mama's making lists of tools she will need but doesn't yet have, and trying to think of a name for her Etsy store. She wants one that is Siberian-related, of course! Good mama! So , all suggestions from everysibe will be appreciated and considered. She does all kinds of stuff, but mostly beading on the loom and freehand. Look at all the beads she's got! All of those little boxes and pill bottles are full of beads! She says they're all size 11/0, which means they're pretty small. She told me that the larger the number, the smaller the bead, and she also works with size 14/0 beads for really detailed stuff. Wow! Imagine how small those are! I know she has some of those sitting around the house somewhere, but she won't let me see them. She's afraid that if I stick my nose in there to smell them, I'll inhale them and then we'll have to go to the vet. I'm not pressing the issue, since I have NO desire to visit the vet!

Mama said that she plans to take some of her beading graph paper and make transparencies so she can do some really special stuff. There are two types of graph paper she has. One has tons and tons of ovals in straight rows, all touching each other. That paper is for making designs for the loom, which is that wood thing in the picture. Then there's another paper for something called peyote designs, where the beads won't be in straight lines. Too confusing for me. Anyway, if she makes these transparency things, she can put it over a picture and then photocopy it so that the graph shows up on the picture and she can bead the picture! Cool, huh? She's already promised to do one of ME first!! I can't wait! Some of this stuff is pretty! Here's a picture of one Mama never finished.

Now, what all this means is that everypuppy has to get hold of their biped's plastic card thingies when Mama gets things going, and buy stuff so that she can buy us stuff! Ha roo roo roo! Only kidding! We'll see how well it goes!

Mama's been taking pictures of us again too. I forgot to run when she was doing it, so she finally got some of me and LeeLee together. Oh, well, I suppose she can have those few. I'll be generous.

We had another fight here the other day. I don't know if LeeLee started it or Smoky did, but we all got involved, and Mama and Dad weren't real happy with any of us afterward. We all got timeouts in our crates. The little furless biped wasn't happy about that, since she wanted to play with us, but Mama and Dad said she would have to live with it because we were in trouble.

LeeLee got revenge though. The next night, after we got to play in the yard for awhile, she came in the house and went directly to my crate to go to the bathroom on the carpet right in front of it! Mama and Dad weren't happy about that either, because they had to clean it up. There's something to be said for not having opposable thumbs! But I wasn't happy about it either, because it was right in front of my crate! And LeeLee just laughed at me. I don't know why she did it. I think it was just mean. I never go potty in the house anymore. I'm a big boy. LeeLee is just being bratty. She tries to take over Mama and get all the attention, but I'm not about to let that happen! I don't mind letting Mama pet her sometimes, but her lap and her bed are all mine! I already have to share with Smoky and Bandit!

Speaking of my Lab sisters, don't they look cute sleeping together on the sofa? Bandit's on the left, and Smoky on the right. It took Mama a long time to get a good shot of them, so it's a good thing they were sound asleep! Mama says it's really hard to get decent pictures of them because they're so dark they usually just look like black blotches in the middle of a picture. Having seen some of Mama's pictures, I'd have to say she's right about that, but I think that's more Mama's fault than my sisters' color! Ha roo!

Anyway, here's one last picture for now, and then it's naptime for me! Avi was showing LeeLee her tiger that she calls "Cat", but LeeLee wasn't hungry just then! Ha roo!

Lucas needs more help!

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Thu, 03 Apr 2008 19:01:00 +0000

I hope everydoggy remembers Lucas, the Sibe in McMinnville Tennessee whose owner filed 30 of his teeth down to the gumline because he was chewing things. If not, here's a quick update. His owner was seen beating him, and Lucas was taken away, only for his rescuers to see that thirty of his teeth had been filed down to the gums, exposing the pulp and the nerves, because he was chewing things he shouldn't. Can you imagine what it must feel like to have THIRTY teeth all hurting and bleeding at the same time? This is what training is for, humans!

Anyway, his owner, Christopher Barnett, was charged and went to court the other day. Originally he was being charged with a misdemeanor, but lots of people signed petitions and sent letters asking for a stronger penalty, and the charges were upgraded to a felony! Good humans! Pat yourselves on the head and have a treat.

But Lucas still needs help, because the court case has been turned over to a grand jury. So we're starting a new letter-writing campaign. Please send letters to the following address:

Lisa Zavogiannis

District Attorney

Lucas the Siberian Husky

131 East Main Street

McMinnville, TN 37110

Reference: Christopher Lee Barnett Animal Abuse Case - Lucas, Siberian Husky for the Grand Jury

The felony penalty, as it stands now, carries a fine of $3000 and a two year prison term. Mama and a lot of other humans (I mean a LOT) don't feel like this is enough, and I have to say that I and my sisters agree. Maybe people wouldn't do these things if they got more than a slap on the wrist! So please, write letters and sign every petition for justice for Lucas. He needs all our help. If Mr. Barnett is acquitted or anything like that, there is a possibility that HE WOULD GET LUCAS BACK!!! The idea is unthinkable! Please, please, write and let your voice be heard!

Thank you,

Thor, LeeLee, Smoky, and Bandit

Thank you, Mr. President!

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Wed, 02 Apr 2008 15:19:00 +0000

Thank you to our presidential candidate, Turbo, for answering my questions so promptly. Definitely a good indication of how well you would handle crises as president! The Wild Hunt pack of Arizona fully pupports your candidacy and will certainly be voting for you! I'm sure that you have plenty of pupporters all over the world!

Woos,
Thor

Questions for our President to Be

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Mon, 31 Mar 2008 18:15:00 +0000

Running for Presidential election this year is our very own Turbo, whose campaign manager is my honorary sister Khyra. Recently, it has come to my attention that nodoggy has made an attempt to interview our prestigious presidential candidate! Unbelievable!

So, to rectify the situation, I have come up with several questions to ask Mr. Turbo, so that the humans are very well aware of his campaign platforms.

1. Turbo, will there be an anti-plucking law passed if you are elected? Many pups, during coat blowing season, are followed about by their humans, who constantly pluck at loose tufts of fur. This is quite irritating to many of your constituents.

2. Livergreat. The humans need to know, in no uncertain terms, your stand on livergreat. Are you for or against?

3. Do you support the notion that if a human gives a dog a bath, the dog has the right to return the favor and bathe the human?

4. How do you feel about the segregation between dogs and cats? Should they be forcibly integrated, and if so, why?

5. Cuz toys. Should we all have them? Why or why not?

6. Queen and king-sized beds. Is there a law requiring us to share these things with the humans?

These are a few of the questions the world would love answers to. I will post more questions throughout the course of the campaign.

Woos,
Thor

Birthdays!!

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Mon, 31 Mar 2008 17:57:00 +0000

Mama and I had our birthday this past Friday! I turned four, and Mama says she had the 19th annifursary of her 21st birthday. That sounds like 40 to me, but what do I know? Mama bought livergreat for us dogs, and Dad took her and Avi to a restaurant to eat, so Mama wouldn't have to cook. And look what he bought for her! It's a drum! Mama doesn't play it, though, and she wouldn't even let us sniff at it! She put it on a hook on the ceiling where no one but she or Dad can get to it! How mean! But that's okay, because Mama did something really silly today! She was baking cookies with the little biped, and she burned a batch of them. She threw them away in a bag she had hanging from the cabinet door and forgot they were there! Well, I didn't forget!! They were delicious! Sour cream cookies! Yum! Mama came into the kitchen right after I finished the last one, so all she saw me doing was licking my chops! Ha roo! And no, I didn't share a single bite with any of my sisters!

LeeLee update

noreply@blogger.com (Thor) — Tue, 25 Mar 2008 22:56:00 +0000

Well, my Sibe-sister has been here for nearly two months now, and aside from one fight, we have all been doing pretty well with her and vice versa. She still growls a bit occasionally, and gives Smoky and Bandit the hairy eyeball, but she hasn't actually started any more fights. Of course, Mama and Dad keep a pretty close eye on her since the last one!

It looks like her diet is paying off too! Princess Holly's mama told our mama that Holly was on a diet of kibble and green beans, so Mama decided to try that with LeeLee. It seems to be working! When she went to the vet (after the fight), LeeLee weighed seventy two pounds. Mama says she's going to take her in to be weighed again, because she looks a bit thinner than she was.

LeeLee still isn't allowed to sleep in the bedroom with the rest of us, because she likes to woo at the small biped until she wakes up, chews everything she can get her teeth into, and doesn't let Mama and Dad go to sleep. She kisses them awake every time they doze off! They keep trying though, and Dad says she'll eventually figure out that she's home for good, just like I did, and she'll relax. I don't know...if she relaxes, that means she'll get to sleep in the bedroom too, and I don't think I like that idea. She likes to lie on top of Mama, and that's MY spot! Nobody gets to lie on Mama but me! Even if I choose to sleep on the floor, no one else gets to lie on Mama. LeeLee tried last night, and I pushed her all the way down to Mama's feet and took my spot back, and put my head under Mama's chin, which she thought was really sweet. I wasn't trying to be sweet, I was marking my territory!! Ha roo roo roo!

Woos,

Thor