Not a Dog

A Good Life

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Tue, 06 Nov 2007 21:44:00 +0000

I am sad to report that we lost our little mini chimi this morning. He is in a better place and without pain. In honor of his long life and his legacy, I hope to somehow, as the healing progresses, continue Not A Dog in the future, in some form, down the road.

For now, I ask you if you have a dog of your own to play ball with him or her today in honor of my little one. The tennis ball was his true love.
And treat him or her well with lots of hugs and kisses. If you are without a dog, consider donating to a local no-kill shelter. Cody was lucky to be spoiled and live a long, good life. So many others do not get that chance.

As I say goodbye to my little man, I also thank you for being a part of his last few months.

Cody Malik
11/10/1991 - 11/6/2007

Caught on Film

noreply@blogger.com (Anita) — Wed, 17 Oct 2007 14:51:00 +0000

Recently, the puparrazi got wind that I was going to have a busy morning with the possibility of some surprises. So they of course were out in full force. They chose to document my moves a few days ago when my very early morning stroll with mom saw the season's first appearance of my blue jacket.

I like it because it velcros around making it easy to put on, and because it keeps me warm if it's too chilly outside. I've got arthritis so I need to keep my joints warmed up.

Once we got back and while I was still warming up, I had my daily vitamin. A regular part of the morning routine, and it was caught on video...

Next, I stripped down as it was getting toasty and warming up outside. And while I waited for mom to cook breakfast, I gazed outside, longing for freedom.

A few hours later, when the sun was shining bright, I was surprised with a bath.
Here is my post-bath ritual...

Yup, that's my day.

I Don't Do Tricks

noreply@blogger.com (Anita) — Tue, 16 Oct 2007 15:52:00 +0000

My older sister Brandy, may she rest in peace, flunked out of school when she was young. You see, the trainer actually dropped her from his class because she just couldn't cut it. She was a poor learner I suppose, but still, she was a gem- sweet and cuddly.

So when it came time for me to learn something, anything, my family passed on sending me off to school. They figured I would just have the same fate. So this is my excuse. My excuse for not understanding all those inane commands that I am too good for anyway. No, I don't sit, I don't rollover, shake or anything. Instead, I spend my time ruling the house. Trust me, I have enough to do just getting the cook to make me something worthy of my palate.

But still, my mom got a kick out of this dog, who does tricks. See how many commands you can think of. Mom got 5, they were all foreign to me....

http://www.idodogtricks.com/index_flash.html

My Condolences

noreply@blogger.com (Anita) — Mon, 08 Oct 2007 22:52:00 +0000

I am sorry to report that one of my friends, George, a 16-year-old Jack Russell Terrier, passed away today. He was auntie Lisa's baby, and we will miss him dearly.

Good bye Georgie. You were two paws up, a real classy old dude.

Hungry Man

noreply@blogger.com (Anita) — Tue, 02 Oct 2007 18:31:00 +0000

Mom just got a new cookbook that I think has some real pawtential.

Jamie Young's "Grrrrowlicious Food for Hungry Dogs" He has a great website too.

Some great recipes, stories about his dogs and photos. There is a whole chapter on raw foods, which I am slightly tail down about, but other than that, I give it Two Paws Up...especially the Treats chapter. (I'm hoping to get mom to whip up some Cheese & Bacon cookies soon)

The recipe for chicken or meat stock is smart because then you can freeze some and whip up something in no time. My cousin Indy loves a good chicken stock added to just simple rice or dog food (yes, she eats that stuff...she's got no standards!) Makes everything just a little bit more tongue waggin'.

Another thing I'm loving today: Wheat Thins.
I like to add the crunchy whole grain goodness from time to time to my meals. A little sprinkle on top of plain chicken or such goes a long way. While on the topic of crunch, my favorite cereal for a late night snack (late night equals 9pm at my age) is Honey Bunches of Oats.

All this food talk is makin me drool...

Single Moms

noreply@blogger.com (Anita) — Wed, 26 Sep 2007 16:09:00 +0000

OK, so she might not take me on an extra walk today for saying this, but yes, my mom is single. I am not complaining. Heck, it just means more attention for me!

Because of our situation though I sniffed out this article. It's funny and cute, but I don't think mom and I are this bad....are we? And the article says we play poker? We do? I need to learn...

Read the whole, funny article here.

"Sorry," my friend said, but I could tell we'd reached the end of any kind of intelligent conversation. I could picture her on the other end of the line, staring moony-eyed at her special guy -- his tousled brown hair, his deep golden eyes, his four hairy legs.

That's right. Like many single women these days, my friend Michelle is madly in love with her dog. Not that there's anything wrong with loving your pets (or companions or special furry friends or whatever you prefer to call the animules in your life)...But the relationship between Michelle and her Buddy -- heck, between a lot of single women and their dogs -- seemed to transcend the normal pet-owner boundaries.

Magazine Mutt

noreply@blogger.com (Anita) — Tue, 25 Sep 2007 19:33:00 +0000

A love for magazines runs in my bloodline. In fact, my mom (shameless woof out coming) actually runs a magazine. Her's is a lifestlye magaizne called East West. While it's nice and all, there's generally not much in it for me. Just little snippets from time to time. Oh and when I was younger, some modeling opportunities.

Yes, these are my model shots. And yes, mom dressed me up in a girl's outfit! And yes, my tail was rather poofy. It was the era. And admittedly, at the time, I was willing to do anything for fame. Now I just wish the puparazzi would simmer down and stopping being all up in my whiskers. I am too old for this dog crap.
Back to my point....
Magazines, I like them. I used to just use them as a fun ripping and chewing diversion, but I have now found some I can actually relate to. My new favorite is one we got recently called Fido Friendly. It is all about you and traveling. It is very informative and makes me wish I wasn't so darn afraid of the car all these years...I could have been a world traveler...if only...

The current Fall issue has some great reads and licks like Top Hotel Chefs that cater to us peeps (see page 22 for the Barking Beef Tenderloin recipe), travel tips, fun hikes and there is a regular column called Diary of a Dog Chef which this time includes a recipe for Pumpkin a La Mode...sounds barkalicious.

Pumpkin A La Mode (for dogs, from Fido Friendly)
1/4 cup fresh pumpkin
1/4 cup cooked rice
1/3 cup of slightly boiled chicken, cut into small pieces
A large dollop of cottage cheese

Put the pumpkin the dish, cover with the rice, then the chicken cubes and the final touch of cottage cheese. Serve

Speaking of rice, I gotta cruise over to the kitchen now. Mom is serving up homemade chicken and rice soup since I have the sniffles today probably cause my dusty cousin Indy is back. Gah.

Mom's soup and Fido Friendly both get TWO PAWS UP!

Back to Barkin'

noreply@blogger.com (Anita) — Mon, 24 Sep 2007 17:20:00 +0000

Woof! I'm back. Thanks for all the good thoughts and waggin wishes while I was under the weather last week. My legs are still admitedly a bit wobbly, but I guess some arthritis is to be expected at my age. And R&R really helps.

Speaking of some good relaxation, have you heard about the trend toward doggie spa treatments? I think I'm too old to truly enjoy it now. Gosh, why didn't dumbo people think of this when I was in my heyday?
But I digress....

Check out this doggie spa package from a resort in AZ. One of many aunties, Lisa, is the spagirl that got the scoop.

More Pups Needed

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Wed, 19 Sep 2007 18:12:00 +0000

Hello Not-A-Dog fans. This is Cody's mom here.

As you can see he is sleeping in today. He is having some leg pain lately and asked me to put out a call for some help in keeping this blog up to paw. Old men can't do it all.

If you know of any gifted barkers that have growls to share, send them our way. Contact me at neetsmalik@cox.net

And remember to signup for email updates from this blog (see sidebar). Also, in order to keep you informed, we've add the Cody health meter on the side. Today is a yellow, but if we go by his history, tomorrow will surely be a green. So Cody promises to be back soon with a roundup of some new favorites. He's been quite busy researching.

Spicey Hot

noreply@blogger.com (Anita) — Tue, 18 Sep 2007 22:42:00 +0000

Just devoured some chicken curry, which got me to contempawing about spices.

I seem be happier and my old man blues tend to lessen when I eat slightly spicey dishes. When my mom goes all bland on me for too long, day after day of plain chicken, I start to feel yuck. You know?

I hear us not-a-dog type individuals aren't supposed to eat onions, but after nearly 16 years of picky eating, I think I have the authority to say that sometimes a little spice, some kick, goes a long way. Your thoughts? And why no onions? anyone know?

Oh and now you can send me a woof out on Facebook. Well actually it is Dogbook, a Facebook component. Search for me under my mom's profile: Anita Malik. Hope to add you as a friend soon!

My Eyes

noreply@blogger.com (Anita) — Thu, 13 Sep 2007 16:48:00 +0000

You can see my eyes again. Aren't they cute?

I hit the salon earlier this week for a new look, and when I was roaming the streets last night, a neighbor asked my mom if she got a new puppy. Woof! I guess I just keep looking younger and younger. I gotta find a way to bottle this trait of mine, I could make a fortune or at least enough for some of those new treats I like. My uncle brought some over, they're are called Happy Hips. Silly name, but yummy chicken goodness.

Today I Growl At

noreply@blogger.com (Anita) — Wed, 12 Sep 2007 17:32:00 +0000

Some people makin' laws in Malaysia.

The Malaysia Star reports that the Selayang Municipal Council (MPS) has plans to organize a dog-catching competition.

Selayang Municipal Council’s (MPS) decision to hold a competition to rid the place of stray dogs drew a lot of flak from animal rights groups and pet owners.
Clearly, the uproar is over the council’s unconventional, if not risky, approach to resolving the high number of strays in the municipality.
Cash prizes of up to RM15,000 would be dished out to any individual or group that could catch more than 150 stray dogs within six months. A sum of RM20 would be given for each stray dog caught alive.

This is plain idoitic and shows a great amount of disrespect to us. I growl on behalf of my brothers on the other side of the globe. I'm originally from Asia myself, so I feel connected. Yes, us Lhasas, we from Tibet. Peace.

Average Ain't Bad

noreply@blogger.com (Anita) — Mon, 10 Sep 2007 21:32:00 +0000

My ma was waiting at the doctor's office and saw this article in Prevention about pups and our memories and smarts. So of course, she rushed home and made me take it. I was busy napping, but clearly that did not matter.

Ask your mom or pop to help you take it. Quite chew-worthy.

Click here and go through all the pages.

I only scored as average. But I bet in my younger days I was waggin way above average!

Plus as my mom sings to me, "I got the brains (her), you got the looks(me)...let's make lots of money!"

I may not be a genius, but I am darn handsome. Tommorow I get a haircut!

Photo courtesy of The Puparrazi

A Long Week

noreply@blogger.com (Anita) — Sat, 08 Sep 2007 15:09:00 +0000

I can't believe it's been more than a week since I last posted.

Sorry, I've been kinda under the weather and then busy. My cousin Indy is staying with us this week and it is exhausting! I have to boss her around and make sure she doesn't get to eat anything without me, and for an old guy that's very tiring.

But, she is finally going home tomorrow. Woof!
So I will get back to my story telling soon. People have been asking for my coyote attack story. It is coming. For now, back to supervising that girl. The only good thing about her visit is that we get some special treats. Yesterday it was Sausage McMuffins from McD's. I definitely cleaned my face on the couch after that meal. Yum. But, if we're being honest, the muffin is just plain unnecessary.

Here's an action shot of me trying to get my food out of the bag. Funny. I'm a big fur blur.

Oh and one of my mom's friends got engaged last night. So here's a woof out: Congratulations Auntie Geeta!

Fav Commercials

noreply@blogger.com (Anita) — Fri, 31 Aug 2007 16:01:00 +0000

My tummy has been a little achy and messed up since yesterday afternoon. It goes with the old man terrority I suppose.

So anyway, mom and I took it easy last night, just chillin in the family room watching the tube. We decided to pick our favorite dog commercials of the moment.

Mine is this one from Petco. Cracks me up! Plus I am a HUGE fan of the tennis ball. I have some sweaters, but before you tease me about it, I use them strictly for warmth in the winter and not for fashion! Although I do look quite cute...

My mom's favorite commercial is this one from Petsmart. Figures. She's such as a softie. I hope I never have to endure a little sister or a little brother for that matter. I am not into sharing!

Well that's it for today. Must rest so my tummy gets better. :(

Doggone Crazy Morning

noreply@blogger.com (Anita) — Thu, 30 Aug 2007 16:36:00 +0000

Wow, what a morning. I'm already restin' in my bed. It's just been a tongue wagger!

Since us older peeps tend to get up at the crack of dawn, I generally take my morning stroll between 5:30-6am. Today, the ritual took place at 5:15am and it was still slightly dark out. Normally, it is a peaceful time. My mom and I just wander around without a care or a bother.

But today was differnet.

Right as I stepped out of the front gate, there was Andy. Now, Andy is the most hyper terrier I've ever sniffed. He drives me crazy and always breaks into my peaceful sniffing moments. But I've gotten a bit used to him, so I just stared him down until he moved out of the Cody zone. Take that Andy! Talk to the tail!

Five minutes later, I had to take out the growl and grumble. Two newbies, 2-year-old Shitzus, came bouncing up and all up in my grill. If you know anything about me, I don't like to be pounced on and I don't make friends easily.
At first I tried to remain perfectly still, hoping they would be deceived and think I was a statue. No luck. Smarter than they look. So I took out the fierce growl. Their mom got worried and whisked them away. Losers!

After that I got to see my girlfriend Sasha, she's a gem. My mom says she ain't much of a looker, but I still love her. Hopefully I will get a photo of her soon to put up. I have two women actually, Chardonnay and Sasha. And I have one guy I like to chill with, his name is Merlot. Everyone else is annoying.
And there's Indy, I have to like her since she's my cousin. Here we are
together scoping out the traffic. She's staying with us next week, so stayed tuned for our adventures.

Before I nap away, here's something interesting. I found this Web site for those of you whose parents can't always do the homecookin'. It's fresh, microwable, homecooked food.
http://www.spoiled-pets.net/

I'm intrigued, but my mom won't let me try any as I am apparently old and sensitive. But we'll get some and experiment on Indy. Hehe. Stay tuned for her thoughts!

Oh to be Trouble

noreply@blogger.com (Anita) — Wed, 29 Aug 2007 22:11:00 +0000

I've caused my fair share of trouble over the last 15 years, but I guess without the name itself it doesn't matter.

If only I could be like that darn maltese...

Helmsley left her beloved white Maltese, named Trouble, a $12 million trust fund, according to her will, which was made public Tuesday in surrogate court.

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/20490933/?GT1=10252

I will sit here and whine a little, but don't worry because as soon as I smell tonight's dinner, turkey burgers, I'm sure I will be fine.

Costly Pup

noreply@blogger.com (Anita) — Wed, 29 Aug 2007 17:45:00 +0000

Yes, I am costly. I'm the first to admit it. I have needs and of course many food-related wants.
And I always have to lay around and listen to stories about how much I spend especially when I go into picky mode. blah blah blah...

While I generally express disinterest in such lectures, I do kind of understand. So for all you not-a-dog parents, here's a good article on how to save some dough with sneaky tricks.
http://www.kansascity.com/238/story/250535.html

I personally can't be fooled by these, but then again I have years of wisdom on my side. Your youngster might fall for them, at least initially. The cheese one really is a good tip. I'm just over it.

I need to take my nap now, but I'll be back with my thoughts on growing old.
And here's a picture from this morning's walk. I found something to lick on...to my mom's dismay! Oh and a little video of my off-the-leash stroll, the puparrazi is always watching.

Bowl Blues

noreply@blogger.com (Anita) — Tue, 28 Aug 2007 21:24:00 +0000

My mom on occassion forgets my not-a-dog status and will get lazy in her kitchen creativity when it comes to my meals. When this happens I'm faced with the same old chicken and peas for breakfast everyday for weeks! But a few days ago, I had to take action. I had had enough.

What's my tactic? I call it waging the hunger strike with the all important sad face. You ain't seen puppy dog eyes done right if you ain't seen mine.

Trust me, this is the best way to go. In the last week, I've gotten chicken fried rice, indian chicken curry, turkey burgers, tuna and my own, made-to-my-liking omelette.

And for dessert? My grandmother bought me dunkers. They are these extraordinary cookies from Trader Joe's (grocery heaven). They have chocloate chips in them but my mom says she will gladly eat out the chocolate for me. Cause you know....us dog-like peeps can't handle the choc.

OK, so my point: get dunkers from Trader Joe's!

Today I Growl At

noreply@blogger.com (Anita) — Tue, 28 Aug 2007 21:22:00 +0000

Well this is obvious but I bark it loud anyway: Michael Vick.

It's Time for My Walk....Online

noreply@blogger.com (Unknown) — Fri, 24 Aug 2007 20:17:00 +0000

I've been chewing on the idea of starting my blog now for several months. My mom keeps telling me to do it, but quite honestly, things have been a little rough lately. You see, I am approaching my 16th birthday. I'm in top dog shape overall and a neighbor yesterday said that I "still have a baby face." Yes, I'm cute. But let's face it, I sometimes get the old man blues.

Plus, can I really achieve my fame now? So late in life? I've got the looks, a little bit of the brains and I definitely have the personality, but still, is it possible?

I suppose it's not all about the puparazzi. I guess the blog is more a way of sharing my wisdom from the years and leaving a little bit of the Cody legacy behind. (Anyways, I already do have quite a big fan club in the neighborhood).

I've rocked an off-the-leash life and now it's time to share. So join me for my old man adventures and reflections back...I might even tell the story about my jail time...woof.