Tag the dog

Wow, there's lots of tagging going on, and we seem to be at the tail end of it. Or maybe it just seems that way because the girl has been hogging the computer and not letting us on.

Hopefully we will catch up on all the tagging. It looks like most of our friends have already been tagged, so just like chain letters, the tag will die with us.

Our friend Girl-girl tagged us with this game.
The game is called ‘Being 2gether – that’s friendship’
Rules for this tag:
1) Picture of you and another dog (or another animal)
2) A funny caption to go with the picture
3) Tag others

Yes, Master. Kill the duck. Kill the duck.

Our friend Casper Tummy Tagged us. BLU is too paranoid to show her belly, but I like to show mine off.

And the final tag comes from Hana. We are supposed to share 7-8 tidbits about us.

1. Comet is obsessed with food. He steals biscuits, he hogs the food dish, he jumps up and down like a pogo stick when the girl is cooking, and is just generally obnoxious around food. He'll eat anything, even if it is too spicy or gross tasting. Unless it is meat, I could care less about food unless I'm really hungry.

2. Comet is a pee monster. He pees on everything. I mean everything. When we go for walks, he leaves a non-stop trail of pee. He even pees in the house (which really pisses the girl off!!) and once he peed on me!

3. Comet is a drama queen. He has little hissy fits if he doesn't get his way. If he gets hurt, he limps around every time the girl looks at him, but has no problem running after birds in the back yard. If the girl gets mad at him, he has this obnoxious cough/gasp for air that makes the girl think he is sick or in pain. News flash....He's faking it!!

4. BLU is a big wuss. If she doesn't want to do something, she collapses on the ground and plays dead. The girl has to pick her up or drag her places when she does that. Talk about drama queen!

5. BLU is a bully. She acts like a big wuss most of the time, and she acts disinterested in food most the time, but she likes to save biscuits and guard them. If she doesn't want to eat them, the least she could do is share. She just likes to tease me all day by dangling an uneaten biscuit in front of me.

6. BLU can be really prissy. After every walk, the first thing she does is run and soak her feet in the water dish. She doesn't even give me first dibs at drinking the water. She just sticks her feet in it. First the front feet, then the back, then the front again. What's that all about?

7. We both turn into maniacs everytime the girl touches the leash. She hates taking us for walks because it practically results in her needing stitches. We jump up and down, clawing at the leashes and attacking the girl. We can't help it. Going for walks is so exciting.

8. When the girl gets home from work, BLU likes to run up and give her a great big kiss on her face. Sometimes BLU bites the girl's nose in the process. What the girl doesn't know, is that BLU is a potty mouth. Seriously. She drinks out of the toilet when the girl isn't home! How gross is that!

My side...

I want you to hear the truth from me, before Drama Queek Comet spins this story.

It started innocently enough. I saved my biscuit from last night again. Every time he came out of the bedroom last night, I would pick up the biscuit and move. That way there was no "miscommunication" about him needing water or to go potty.

This morning when the girl got up, I still had my biscuit. I was watching it from across the room. Comet ran straight for it. I let him know to leave it alone. He did not walk past it. He went straight after it. I had no choice but to try to take it away from him. All he had to do was drop it and walk away and the problem would be solved.

But NO! He held onto it. I growled and tried to grab it. He growled back at me. We both lunged at each other and started fighting. The girl yelled at us to stop and threw a magazine at us. Comet's toenail caught on my collar and broke a little bit as he pulled away.

He ran to the girl for sympathy protection. All she saw was blood. Lots of blood. I swear I didn't hurt him. He did it to himself. If he would have kept his toes to himself, they never would have been near my collar.

Now he's hiding by my girl and she keeps glaring at me like I'm the naughty one! Comet is the naughty one. I lost my biscuit. Where's my sympathy?

Anyway, that's the real story - so don't believe anything Comet might say!
BLU

Please adopt me!

I want to be adopted by a good family. My girl is lame. Just look at this. Today she went to the grocery store on the way home from work. I was all excited to see what kinds of yummy treats she got.

Yum! She got crab meat, apples, some apple sauce, lettuce, carrots, pineapple, and two kinds of cheese. She also got some grapes, but she won't let me eat those. I was drooling just thinking about that crab meat. Maybe she'll turn her back so I can grab it and run! hehehehe

Then I saw Joey's blog. Wow! Look at that fridge! Look at all that food in there. I nearly wet myself I was so excited. So many choices. So many smells! So many wonderful things to taste! I want that fridge!!!!!!

You tell me - after seeing what a fridge could look like, why would I want to stay with my girl and her empty fridge? Maybe Joey's people could teach her how to grocery shop????
Comet

After reading Joey's blog, I think somebody should adopt Comet. Joey described how Tanner chewed his corn into a sharp weapon.

That looks really scary and like it could really hurt!

Then I realized that Comet did the same thing with his T-Rex!

Look at what Comet did! He chewed the head off into a really sharp point! (The blue T-rex is mine, the white one is Comet's.) I think I'm going to have to sleep with one eye open from now on. Thanks for the warning, Joey!
BLU

Setting the record straight

I'm not a bully!
Before the girl went to bed, she gave each of us a biscuit.
Comet gobbled his up right away.
I wasn't hungry and wanted to save mine.

I didn't know he was trying to get outside to pee.
Every time he came out of the girl's bedroom, he eyed my biscuit and licked his lips.
I thought he was going to steal it, so I growled at him.
All he had to do was tell me that he needed to pee (and not look at my biscuit).
If he did that, I would have let him get past me and go outside.
BLU

Bully bully

I woke up last night and really had to pee. I could barely hold it in. I jumped on the girl's bed so she would wake up, and I whined at her. She just rolled over and went back to sleep. I jumped up and whined again. I KNOW she knew that I had to pee, but she just rolled over. I poked my nose in her eye. She grumbled at me to go - that the doggie door was open. I kept whining and whining, and finally she figured it out.

I couldn't get to the doggie door.
BLU was being a bully and wouldn't let me out of the bedroom.
The girl finally got out of bed and made BLU move so I could go out.

FINALLY!
I peed and peed and peed. And it felt so good.
Comet

Where's the beef?

Maybe the girl didn't bring as a present when she got back in town, but we sure got a good treat tonight. The girl cooked meat. Red meat. Beef! She gave us a couple of pieces of raw meat and then some after it was cooked. It was very yummy. This makes up for no presents!

Report Card

Our girl finally got home late on Friday night. We spared the couch, but Comet shredded a few pieces of her mail. It was just the junk mail, and the girl offered him some bills to shred too, but Comet wasn't dumb enough to fall for that. Even though we were thrilled that she came home again, she walked in the house empty handed. Where were our presents? Maybe we should have shredded the couch.

Sandy was ok, but we like Liz better. Liz gives us greenies every night. Sandy didn't give us any greenies - just our biscuits. She left a report card for the girl. This is what she said about us:

Comet and BLU were very fun to be around. They greeted me at the door just waiting for me to come in. They are very jealous of each other when I pet them separately. They are well behaved dogs and very lovable. They took their treats and ate with no problems. Comet peed the first day I arrived but didn't have any problems since.

Jealous? Why would I be jealous of Comet? I think she meant to write that Comet was jealous of ME! I think her comment about Comet peeing in the house solves the mystery of who peed on the bed.

BLU

Serves her right!

Not that we are admitting to peeing on the bed, but the girl deserved it. I can smell a petsitter from a mile away, and I wasn't about to let the girl think that she was tricking us into thinking she was staying. There's no way she could leave if she had to stay home and clean the bed.
BLU

For a change, BLU was actually right. The girl was planning another trip. BLU was wrong about the girl stuffing clothes into the black bag. She was just cleaning out her closet and giving those clothes away. We thought she was going to leave us again. You couldn't believe how happy we were to see her Monday evening. We thought she left in the morning for a long time, but she came back at the end of the day! Yippee!

Of course, she was still cranky with us, because then she had to put the sheets in the machine outside. While the sheets were in the machine, she locked us in the backyard, and closed the door so we couldn't see in the house. We thought she was just taking time to get happy again.

Nope! We think she was sticking clothes into her black box she uses when she goes away. We heard her go out front, but we couldn't see her though the fence. The sneaky girl put the black box in her car! Then she let us back in the house and pretended like everything was ok. We here happy she wasn't mad anymore.

On Tuesday, we were waiting by the front door for her to come home from work. A strange car pulled up. It wasn't the girl. It was Sandy! Bummer! The girl really tricked us this time! Not Fair! Sandy is ok, but we like Liz better.
Comet

ps.... if the girl is reading this, we have a message for you. If you want to see your couch in one piece, you better come home NOW!!!!!!