The Three of us (Rusty and Co.)

 

 

Last year, December 2010, I got a new little sister. Her name is Roxi. Here are a couple of recent pictures of us. I’m the biggest, of course. Riley is the middle sized one and our little Roxi, who is 1 year and 4 months old is the smallest at 5 pounds. At first I didn’t like her too much, she was WAY too bouncy. But she is ok now, I guess.

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Hello!

Hi everyone! It’s me, Rusty! It’s been a LONG time since I’ve been here and a lot has changed in my life. I’m hoping to catch up with a lot of my old friends and make new friends. I’ll be posting about some of the changes in my life over the next few weeks and about current happenings.

Today I’m going to go back through my old posts for the memories and I’d like to share some of my old favorites.

I started this blog way back in 2007 with this post.

I am most proud of starting Rusty’s Squirrel Patrol. Many of my friends joined and received certificates suitable for framing!

Mom likes to make fun of me on BAD HAIR DAYS

Here is a HAIKU  and a poem friends  wrote for me.

This post is about a time I HUNTED DUCKS and here is a picture of me STUCK IN A CARSEAT

This was my 100th post back in 2008 and my 200th post in 2009.

Mom always said I was a HEDONIST.

I was honored to participate in the 2008 Paw-limpics.

I got my baby brother Riley in 2008.

Look at all the Christmas Cards I got the year I participated in the DWB Christmas Card Exchange.

See you later! BARKLOVE!

 

HI!! :)

Well, I’ve been trying and trying to get mom to work on my blog but she wouldn’t! She gives me lots of excuses but really she could have helped me out a little!

She says it was Spring Break and she was busy and out of town. Well, I’ll have to give her that. Riley and I got to go because she found a motel that took pets. We had fun walkies and got to see and smell a lot of new and interesting things.

She says dad was feeling poorley with a little surgery he had to have and she was spending extra time with him. Well……..

She says the computer was acting up and they had to take it in for a couple of  days. OK………

She says she was busy with the stuff she had to do to apply for a new job. Hummm…….

She says, she says, she says………

She says she and dad will be out of town this weekend from early Sat. morning all the way to Monday night so she won’t be able to help me this weekend. Not only will she and dad be out, Riley and I will be boarded! WELL!!

Mom promises that next week she will post a new picture of us and visit all my friends, who I really miss! Thanks everyone for checking on me!

The Wednesday Howl (Doggie Pledge)

  • I will not eat the cat’s food, before or after they eat it.

  • “Kitty box crunchies” are not food.

  • The computer’s mouse is, unlike a real mouse, inedible.

  • I will not eat the disposable diapers, especially the dirty ones.

  • I will not play tug o’ war with Dad’s underwear when he’s on the toilet.

  • I will not eat any more socks and then re-deposit them in the backyard after processing.

  • I will not chew my human’s toothbrush and not tell them.

  • I will not chew crayons or pens, especially the red ones, so my people will think I am dying.

  • I will not roll on dead seagulls, fish, crabs, etc.

  • I will not wake Mommy up by sticking my cold, wet nose in her ear.

  • I will not burn rubber through the open car window and into the fast food restaurant, no matter how good it smells.

  • I will not throw up in the car.

  • I will not bite the officer’s hand when he reaches in for mom’s driver’s license and car registration.

  • When in the car, I will not insist on having the window rolled down when it’s raining outside.

  • I must shake the rainwater out of my fur “before” entering the house.

  • I will not drop soggy tennis balls in the underwear of someone who is sitting on the toilet.

  • I will not steal my Mom’s underwear and dance all over the back yard with it.

  • The sofa is not a face towel. Neither are Mom and Dad’s laps.

  • We do not have a doorbell. I will not bark each time I hear one on TV.

  • Ditto for door knocking

  • I do not need to suddenly stand straight up when I’m lying under the coffee table.

  • My head does not belong in the refrigerator.

  • Ditto for our guest’s crotch.

  • I will not roll my toys behind the fridge.

  • The garbage collector is NOT stealing our stuff.

Working With the Snuggle Puggle (8)

 

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Snuggling with Ethan. It’s a tough job, but somedog’s got to do it! Just working with the Snuggle Puggle.

Kira’s Official Squirrel Patrol

kiras_squirrelpatrolCheck it out! Kira has invited me to become a member of her Official Squirrel Patrol! And Kira is now a member in good chasing of Rusty’s Squirrel Patrol!

Don’t you just love this award Kira gave me! I think with these two organizations working together, growing stronger as the word gets out, we will soon be free of the great squirrel menace! Maybe we can get together and go take care of that Secret Squirrel Training Facility I found last year!  Thank you Kira for thinking of me!

The Wednesday Howl (Talented dog)

 The Wednesday Howl

Talented Dog

A local business was looking for office help. They put a sign in the window, stating the following: “HELP WANTED. Must be able to type, must be good with a computer and must be bilingual. We are an Equal Opportunity Employer.”

A short time afterwards, a dog trotted up to the window, saw the sign and went inside. He looked at the receptionist and wagged his tail, then walked over to the sign, looked at it and whined.

Getting the idea, the receptionist got the office manager. The office manager looked at the dog and was surprised, to say the least. However, the dog looked determined, so he lead him into the office. Inside, the dog jumped up on the chair and stared at the manager.

The manager said “I can’t hire you. The sign says you have to be able to type.” The dog jumped down, went to the typewriter and proceeded to type out a perfect letter. He took out the page and trotted over to the manager and gave it to him, then jumped back on the chair.

The manager was stunned, but then told the dog “the sign says you have to be good with a computer.” The dog jumped down again and went to the computer. The dog proceeded to enter and execute a perfect program, that worked flawlessly the first time.

By this time the manager was totally dumb-founded! He looked at the dog and said “I realize that you are a very intelligent dog and have some interesting abilities. However, I *still* can’t give you the job.”

The dog jumped down and went to a copy of the sign and put his paw on the sentences that told about being an Equal Opportunity Employer. The manager said “yes, but the sign *also* says that you have to be bilingual.”

The dog looked at the manager calmly and said, “Meow!”