Sunday, October 4, 2009

Blessed... but mad.

On the steps of the National Cathedral, I was blessed today.
This lady in white robes took an olive branch, dipped it in something called "holy water" and shook it on my while she said quiet prayer words.

It made me freak out and bolt and panic and run to the end of my leash... then The Girl felt badly.

We saw my old pal Puck the Corgi


And this guy...

There were big tall dogs

Baby dogs


And a grumpy cat on a leash

I was so mad at The Girl, I rode with my back to her the whole way home.



Saturday, September 19, 2009

She is staring again.


Ever since our boy Stewart died, the cat wont stop staring at me.  Stewart use to snuggle with her.. I think she is hoping I will too... but I WONT!!!

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Loss...


We are mourning the loss of our very good boy Stewart.  The Girl is too sad to blog.  He was the best boy in the whole world.

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Puppy Bag Holder



Thats right, You guessed it.  TOMORROW IS P DAY.   The dumb puppy is coming home.... grrrrrr  I may just eat her.  She only weighs 22 oz which is like my ear.


Remember the OOH SPARKLY collar I found?  Well the Girl emailed the nice people who make them and they made a Custom Kricket Holder!!!!!!!!  This is the soft corduroy inside for her to make sleeps in.


Check it out - My girl is a lil bit girl and a lil bit punk rock... they did an AMAZING JOB!!!!!  AND I will tell you a secret... the skulls make a secret pocket for The Girl's Cell phone!




Monday, May 11, 2009

Puppies are for losers

I can't believe we are about to get the little brat.  The Girl is very excited and has been laying out all of our beds on the floor, mine doesn't get used because I sleep on the girl...  But our little pack likes to snuggle together.  

She ordered a special custom made Kricket puppy holder to carry her to work from the people who made that fancy collar I showed you last week.  I wanted one, but she explained that my elbows and knees would stick out too much and it would scare me, so I guess its ok.  And that way I won't have to see the dumb puppy anyway.



She'd better not try and play with my favorite sweat sock.  I stole it fair and square from The Girl's son and its MINE>

She is kinda cute though... 


Sunday, May 3, 2009

the collie


this is Meelo.  He is my brother too.  He belongs to The Girl's Mom and stays at my house a bunch.  I like him but he barks too much.  Some mean men were keeping him in a hot attic and The Girl told them she was taking him or calling the police, and they gave him to her and he is happy now.  

But he smells like lavender. 

Presents to my favorite Bloggers!


I am giving this award to all the kind and loving friends I have made here...

To Princess, and Shelley and Cori and Carrie and ALL my other friends, so put this kind heart award on your blog!


Tuesday, April 14, 2009

my icky medicine is BACON flavor now... YUMMM!!!!

The Girl made me very happy today. She has to stuff pills of something called "Potassium Bromide" down my throat every day so I don't have something called a see-shore.

It makes me GAG and COUGH and GROWL and RUN AWAY QUICKLY!!

I HATE IT!!

Today she put me in the car and we went to a place called Center Pet Pharmacy that had treats and toys and a bell on the door that scared me. The nice man there took my pills and mashed them into BACON flavored TREATS!!!!

I LOVE BACON!!!!

And the best thing is that my cousin who lives in Texas and has doggie diabetes gets his medicine MAILED to him now! Whoa.

I think that Center Pet Pharmacy should be called Bacon Flavoring for Awkward Puppies Company instead.

http://centerpetpharmacy.com



Monday, April 13, 2009

Dear Mr. Obama,

Your new puppy is very nice. But I think you should have rescued him. You can get lots of nice pure bred dogs at rescues that the little girls will not be allergic to.

I myself am a rescued dog. My mommy got lost in a big scary hurricane, and when somebody found her and put her in a BIG room with lots of other doggies, she had me!

After the scary storm, noone could care for us, so we were sent to West Virginia. I grew a lot and nobody wanted me (cuz I am weird kinda and scared alot) until My Girl heard about me and said she would take me till I was healthy and calm and then she would find me a home.

The day My Girl got me from the delivery rescue people she and my Boy started crying and said that I would never be alone again. I would always always have her and her puppy, I mean Boy.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Chocolate bunnies

Wait, why can't I have one again?

Friday, April 10, 2009

Princess Sprite Leia

The Girl made LOUD laughing noises at me when we watched TV.  She said I had "princess leia" ears.  

I didn't know what it meant.  Then she took my picture and it made me feel scared so I ran away to the kitchen with my tail between my legs.  

The Girl felt sorry and gave me a treat.  


cats. dammit.




Not sure if I mentioned I not only live with the girl, my bratty little brother Bosco, but there are also two cats.

Loathsome creatures really.

Harmony, the weird squishy faced blue-eyed jello-belly cat stares at me ALL day but never says anything.  

Louisa May Al-Cat, the fluffy yellow eyed snobby one bites me on the nose if I'm close and yells at me a lot.  

If I could just figure our how to open the front door while The Girl is at work...













Good Morning

I am a sleepy doggie today.  Going back to bed, blog later.

zzzzzzzzz



Thursday, April 9, 2009

What a DAY!

When The Girl left today, I searched and searched for something bad to do.
1) I  knocked over the trash cans
2) I chewed up a tennis ball and spit it all out all over the house.

Sometimes I just feel like being naughty.  Maybe its spring?

When that got old, I played with the colors and fonts of my blog.  I decided on a subtle pink.  I am a girl, even though everyone calls me "he".  The girl bought me some sparkly collars with flowers and jewels, but they still call me "he".  

Uh oh, The Girl is coming in, gotta act like I slept all day and my evil little brother Bosco made the mess...


Woof

Hello world.  My name is Sprite.  I am a dog.  I know I am a dog, even though my human calls me the creature that crawled out of Katrina.  Not sure what THAT means, but I know she loves me.

She has started going to work all day now and I started this blog to keep me occupied.


 
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