Anywayz... here's some of mama's works. She's calling it her BwackBerry Pupper Dog Series.
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| Mama sayz dat i'm very spressive. |
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| My grammy says I'm purty. Das true. |
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Papo ratzi!
My mama is weird. Really really weird. She takesy piksures of me all.da.times! I mean... I can't help dat i'm adorables and all... but geez... sumtimes a baby just needs some peace.
Anywayz... here's some of mama's works. She's calling it her BwackBerry Pupper Dog Series.
Ok. Tootles. Moar Latersz.
Anywayz... here's some of mama's works. She's calling it her BwackBerry Pupper Dog Series.
Friday, August 20, 2010
I'm so purty...
My topographer, Aunt B and my mama went 4 a walky walk yesterday and she tookded my piksures.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Mergency Room!
I had some citements dat I need to tell u bout.
See, what had happened was.. my mama was at the worky works allllll.day.long. (do no like) and she comeded home to see me and we went outside!! Levy likes the outside cuz there are peoples and goggies to barky at all the time.
dis time we went outside. someting happened. sometin bad happened. I don't know what the someting was that happened to me, but it did. and it was bad.
After I went to tinkletown, mommy and I went insides cause it was rainin and mama don't like them rains none. Dats when I realized that everything was not ok. Sinces I'm a puppy and my tongue is too long to talky and i could not say "actar actar, everyting is not ok- you call 911", I had to use my other mefods of communorcating.
I barkied.
And den I drugged my butty acrossed the floors.
And den I laid on my mama all pitiful like.
Dats when mama realized that somethin was bad wrong. My belly was full up with red itchy scratchy ness.
And my ears was red and my nose was all bumpy and ugly.
Den my mama freakded out and she put me in te car and took me to the mergency room for goggies.
When I got der, a cweepy dude with some stinky gloves got alls up in my bidness and stuck things in places I cannot menshun herez.
He told mama dat I has awwergies, but I dunno what dem is cause I'm a dog.
he giveded me two needle sticks and said "all bettah".
Then my mama giveded him all the money she has in the wurld. Then my mama cried.
Den we went home and Igot all sleepy and warm and fuzzy and mama said it was cuz of the banana drills but I don't know what thems is cause I'm a dog.
Now I am all more better, so don't worry.
See, what had happened was.. my mama was at the worky works allllll.day.long. (do no like) and she comeded home to see me and we went outside!! Levy likes the outside cuz there are peoples and goggies to barky at all the time.
dis time we went outside. someting happened. sometin bad happened. I don't know what the someting was that happened to me, but it did. and it was bad.
After I went to tinkletown, mommy and I went insides cause it was rainin and mama don't like them rains none. Dats when I realized that everything was not ok. Sinces I'm a puppy and my tongue is too long to talky and i could not say "actar actar, everyting is not ok- you call 911", I had to use my other mefods of communorcating.
I barkied.
And den I drugged my butty acrossed the floors.
And den I laid on my mama all pitiful like.
Dats when mama realized that somethin was bad wrong. My belly was full up with red itchy scratchy ness.
And my ears was red and my nose was all bumpy and ugly.
Den my mama freakded out and she put me in te car and took me to the mergency room for goggies.
When I got der, a cweepy dude with some stinky gloves got alls up in my bidness and stuck things in places I cannot menshun herez.
He told mama dat I has awwergies, but I dunno what dem is cause I'm a dog.
he giveded me two needle sticks and said "all bettah".
Then my mama giveded him all the money she has in the wurld. Then my mama cried.
Den we went home and Igot all sleepy and warm and fuzzy and mama said it was cuz of the banana drills but I don't know what thems is cause I'm a dog.
Now I am all more better, so don't worry.
Dis is me hi on the banana drills.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Is der nebody out der?
My moms sented me dis article from the SEENNs abotu other puppies and kittehs blorging and facedbooking on the interwebs. I tink they is copydoggering me.
In other news, i'm really cute.
in other other news, today, it is STORMING in the big city. Mama lefted me in my crates (do not like) becuz I assidently eated some laundries the other day... anywayz, she lefted me in my crates and it is storming so many outside and I CAN'T HIDE. So, i'ma burrow down underneafs my covers and bankies and I'ma take my bones and my snuggie wit me to keep me companies until moms gets home and makes the scary thunderz go to away.
Did you know that dashhounds are really good at burrowin? it's in our DNA and our nosez.
Ok. Time for my afternoon sleeps. Gotsta get rested for when mama gets home so i can run in circles and jumpy on her and bark at that pesky terrorer.
peace out, homies.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Hot Dog!
Hey der! I knowed, I knowed. It been too many eats and sleeps sins I update you on de life and timez of Levon Elizabeth Roden.
Hmm. So... What's goin on wit me you ask? Well, nuttin much. Me and my momma been chillin a lot lately. She makesd me go in the cratez again cuz she got the carpetz clean and she don't trust me no how. But now she put the crate by the winder so I can watch the peoples that walk by.
OH. Big NEWS... there is a new puppykin in my poartments. Ok, not MY poartment.. but the Poartment next store where the creepy dudey used to live. Now der is a PUGGLE. Levon likes puggles... I wanted to play wit he but his mama is not as nice as mine and she don't let puggle talk to levon.
I will find a way to win her heart so dat we can plays. till den, we will be star crossed puppykins.
Ok. I gotta go tinkle. Next time, we talk about the portance of litermacy. K!?
Monday, June 28, 2010
The art of racing in the rain..
This is from one of my favorite books, The Art of Racing in the Rain. It is from the perspective of the family dog...
For Snoop, the happiest dog in the world.
"In Mongolia, when a dog dies, he is buried high in the hills so people cannot walk on his grave. The dog’s master whispers in the dog’s ear his wishes that the dog will return as a man in his next life. Then his tail is cut off and put beneath his head, and a piece of meat of fat is cut off and placed in his mouth to sustain his soul for its journey; before he is reincarnated, the dog’s soul is freed to travel the land, to run across the high desert plains for as long as it would like.
I learned that from a program on the National Geographic Channel, so I believe it is true. Not all dogs return as men, they say; only those who are ready.
I am ready....
When I return to the world, I will be a man. I will walk among you. I will lick my lips with my small, dexterous tounge. I will shake hands with other men, grasping firmly with my opposable thumbs. And I will teach all people that I know. And when I see a man or a woman or a child in rouble, I will extend my hand, both metaphorically and physically. I will offer my hand. To him. To her. To you. To the world. I will be a good citizen, a good partner in the endeaver of life that we all share."
For Snoop, the happiest dog in the world.
"In Mongolia, when a dog dies, he is buried high in the hills so people cannot walk on his grave. The dog’s master whispers in the dog’s ear his wishes that the dog will return as a man in his next life. Then his tail is cut off and put beneath his head, and a piece of meat of fat is cut off and placed in his mouth to sustain his soul for its journey; before he is reincarnated, the dog’s soul is freed to travel the land, to run across the high desert plains for as long as it would like.
I learned that from a program on the National Geographic Channel, so I believe it is true. Not all dogs return as men, they say; only those who are ready.
I am ready....
When I return to the world, I will be a man. I will walk among you. I will lick my lips with my small, dexterous tounge. I will shake hands with other men, grasping firmly with my opposable thumbs. And I will teach all people that I know. And when I see a man or a woman or a child in rouble, I will extend my hand, both metaphorically and physically. I will offer my hand. To him. To her. To you. To the world. I will be a good citizen, a good partner in the endeaver of life that we all share."
Thursday, June 17, 2010
dis is why we cain't have nice tings.
Now dat we live in the poartments, mama lets me have the the run of de whole! house! Here are tings that I like about bein the man of the house.
1. Snugging:
When my mama leaves, I get up in my mamas bed and I snuuuugg down into the covers. I specially like this on cold and rainy days. Normallies, I get up out the bed b4 mama gets home.. but last week she caughted me snugging up in her beds. She laughed at me and tooked my piksures.
2. Barking:
My mama is so nice to me. She put my big boy chair riiight in front of de windows so I can see the peoples on the street and yell at them and say, "hey, i'm levon, I lived heres." Sometimes, she forgets to pull up the blinders so I can see the peeps. So, I had to kill the blinders. Now we ain't got none. I says that it is more better. Mama sais this is why we can't have nice tings.
3. Destroying
Sometimes, if I get bored... I gets a little mad. I'm a fierce little dashhound and sometiems I need to reminds you of dat. Here's a list of tings I has destroyeded.
1. Snugging:
When my mama leaves, I get up in my mamas bed and I snuuuugg down into the covers. I specially like this on cold and rainy days. Normallies, I get up out the bed b4 mama gets home.. but last week she caughted me snugging up in her beds. She laughed at me and tooked my piksures.
2. Barking:
My mama is so nice to me. She put my big boy chair riiight in front of de windows so I can see the peoples on the street and yell at them and say, "hey, i'm levon, I lived heres." Sometimes, she forgets to pull up the blinders so I can see the peeps. So, I had to kill the blinders. Now we ain't got none. I says that it is more better. Mama sais this is why we can't have nice tings.
3. Destroying
Sometimes, if I get bored... I gets a little mad. I'm a fierce little dashhound and sometiems I need to reminds you of dat. Here's a list of tings I has destroyeded.
- the blinders
- 4 comforters
- countless pillows (pillows are eveel and must be destroyed!)
- cute flips from target
- the kitchen trash
- placemats on the taberl.
- a bouquet of flowerz (they tasted funnies)
- 4 of my necklaces (leashes)
- mama's leggy raczer
- the toilet paper rollly
I knowed that I look all cute and innocents..but I'm baaad. Bad to the bone. Here's the proofs.
My biggest complishments yet. Total destroycution.
Oh Hi, I'm in ur target bags.
Tireded from my escalades. got to sleepy in mamas bed.
I killeded that pillow ded.
pending on context this is my "Pity the Fool" face or my "How u doin" face.
toodles.
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