What Celebrity is Your Dog?

Well, MOM has been at it again. SHE saw on www.dogster.com/quizzes, a test to see what celebs we are like. SHE did it for Gracie and me, so below are the results.

Will Smith - Leading Man

A fresh prince in the persuit of happiness, Travis is megastar Will Smith!

Putting the jazz back in jazzy, Travis is always moving anf grooving to the beat of his own internal drum. Not one to settle for 2nd best, Travis only takes on projects that are sure to draw attention and improve his pawpularity in the pack. Travis's broad appeal across breed, age, and gender lines means that his actions often lead to his being named best in show. Smooth, suave, and debonair ... he's the perfect pet to take home to Mommy. Not lacking in the looks department, Travis's toothy grin would send even the most furious group of alien invaders spinning helplessly back into space.

Oprah : The Host With the Most

When Gracie barks, people listen. Yes, indeed, Gracie is Oprah Winfrey.

A true rags-to-riches story, Gracie is a comeback pet who has not only survived a troubled start, but uses her success to lend a helping paw to others. Well-rounded and hard-working, Gracie has re-written the rules of stardom and continues to spread her influences throughout the animal kingdom. Still a down-home country girl, Gracie's one weakness is the chow that she knows from her youth, and she's not afraid to gobble up a little gravy every now and then. Gracie manages to keep her positive reputation intact, despite being hounded by the press and her thousands of die-hard fans everywhere she goes. Gracie is smart, creative, and innovative and has used these qualities to build up an empire the likes of which have never before been seen.

Personally, I think Gracie should have a description of "diva that tries to destroy anyone who gets in her way. She loves the high life of adoration, pleasure and being waited on hand and paw."

Mine should have been " Travis enjoys being outside hunting, fishing, chasing cats and rabbits. For a good time, he likes to be with close friends, watching the sunset and barbecuing."

But, NNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, MOM liked these descriptions for us.

MOM keeps telling us that she is going to find a job and then we will have to spend more time in our crates. I think SHE is full of it, because when she sits down to listen to the news, SHE will give tummy and ear rubs. How could SHE ever think of leaving us to go to work???? I don't think SHE would last 2 weeks being without us.

Well, I'd better go or I will end up in my crate again. (The reason I'm in it, in this picture was because Gracie said I was picking on her. Little Snitch!!!!!). Gracie is in her crate because she grabbed a ball of MOM's yarn and wouldn't give it back (couldn't happen to a better dog!)

Bye for now, Travis.

Rosie, the newfie

Hi All,

Vinnie here. I'm upset about something MOM read on a blog she follows. Here's what she found.

Today, on http://newfies1.blogspot.com/, Jen posted an article about a newfie, named Rosie, in Des Moines that was shot last week by the police simply because she had gotten out of her yard and a neighbor, who wanted to remain anonymus, called the police to tell them the dog was out and they were afraid she would get hit by a car.

It seems the police, being the "brave" souls they are, tried to catch Rosie and when they couldn't, they decided to tase her. Oh, how appropriate THAT was. And, they weren't satisfied in trying to tase her once but they had to do it 2 times - and then wondered why she wouldn't come to them when they called to her. Personally, if it had been me, I'd have walked up to that cop and bit him in the ass but good.

According to the police report, which is on Jen's blog, this brave cop felt that Rosie was vicious because she came up to him at first and "showed her teeth". Oh, please. Have they never seen a dog smile??? I had a dog who would show her teeth when she was happy - that was her way of smiling at us and there wasnot a mean bone in her body.

Anyway, this cop said he got permission to shot the dog because he felt he was in danger. If it had been my dog, you damned well better believe he would have been in danger but not from the dog but from me. So he shot Rosie 4, count them 4, times before she died and then went and told the family they HAD to put her down because she "ATTACKED" him and he felt in danger.

Now, I don't know about any of you, but the newfies I've met at dog shows are the most lovable dogs, second only to labs and coonhounds, that are on this Earth. They will slobber you to death but as for being vicious - no way. My labs and coonhounds don't realize there are people out side of the yard that would hurt them simply because they are alive and wouldn't bat an eye at doing so. In fact, I have a neighbor who is petrified of my black lab who, now, is 12 1/2 years old and will walk up to anyone wagging his tail to say "Hi, I'm Vinnie, who are you? Can we be friends?"

I am absolutely sickened by the actions of this policeman. How would he feel if it was his child's dog that was shot simply because it was being friendly? I bet he'd raise holy hell with the shooter. I'd also bet this gets swept under the carpet.

What I'd like to see is everyone who has a dog or is a friend to someone who has a dog go on facebook and write a comment about this article or send a letter to the police dept and complain about the way this cop acted. Think about it folks, if it can happen there, it can happen in your own backyard as your dog sleeps in the sun.

The police don't like big dogs and if they happen to be black to boot, the dog doesn't have a chance.

Let's all remember Rosie as we pet our dogs tonight. She didnot deserve the treatment she received.

As you can see, MOM is very upset.I know she wouldn't let anyone hurt us and I know she was crying this morning as she read what happened to this poor dog.

Let's not let Rosie be forgotten. Do something. Make a stink about the police actions in this case.

Thanks,

Vinnie, Chloe, Gracie, Stylle,and MOM

Hi All,

Travis here for an overdue update.

MOM went to the dog show at Richmond in early Sept. (yeah, I told her SHE needed to post something about it but SHE doesn't listen to me). SHE took me the first day and I was afraid SHE was going to make me go into the ring (I still get shivers thinking about it). What happened was I met this nice man, who looked familiar and he and MOM talked for a while then he took me to meet someone else. She was a nice lady but she wanted me to stand up and started to up her hand on my belly and I dropped to the floor. The man told MOM he wanted this nice lady to "get a grand champion" on me - whatever that is and MOM said it was OK to start it in March of next year. MOM said I would go stay with her for a little bit and then come home again. I thought it sounded OK and I wouldn't have to put up with Gracie for a while.

Gracie went to the show the next day and she said she had to tell someone's dad off because he was standing in her way so she couldn't see the puppies in the ring. Gracie likes the show ring and says she's going to be a champion when she grows up. Yeah right (watch it, Travis, or I'll tell MOM you're on HER computer!!!) Little snitch.

MOM keeps hoping the weather will get cold enough so SHE can take Gracie off her medicine. SHE had to take Gracie to the doctor the other day and when Gracie came home, she had some big pills to take and some yucky smelling stuff that MOM put into her ears. She's better now. MOM said Gracie had a slight ear infection and that's why she had drops for her ears. Too bad, the doctor couldn't give her a pill to make her nice to me (MMMOOOMMM!!!! Travis is talking about me AGAIN!!!!!!). *snitch*

Well, Chloe and Stylle are lying on the couch and Gracie thinks she's gonna get up there, so I'd better go so I can lie on the couch with them and not Gracie. (MMMMMMMMOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!! TRAVIS IS DOING IT AGAIN!!!!!).*&^%$#@!!

Talk to you soon,
Travis

It's Gracie's First Birthday

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU...HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU...HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR G-R-A-C-I-E-...HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
With love from MOM, Travis, Chloe, Stylle, Vinnie, Maggie and Willie.

Hi All, Travis here,

Well, it's been a while but it's been busy around here.

MOM had to buy another computer because her big one up and died on her ( SHE wasn't real happy at that), so now we have a laptop and I think it's great. It's easier for me to work than the other one. This is the first time MOM has let me near the laptop and I have a lot to say.

The snow is finally gone. It was so deep that it was almost up to my chest when I was out playing. At times, Gracie had trouble getting around in the snow because it was so deep. MOM slipped and hurt her left knee while SHE was moving the snow around and I've been helping HER do things around here. I will bring HER things ( my toys, a piece of a blankie Gracie chewed up, a piece of my food) and SHE let's me lay down beside HER and SHE rubs my tummy. I LOVE it when SHE rubs my tummy - I end up going to sleep, it feels sooooooooooooo gooooooooooood.

Gracie has been in heat - that's what MOM calls it when Gracie gets real nasty toward me and her backside starts to swell and she SMELLS SOOOOO GOOOOOD!!!!!! I like the way she smells at that time but she is even more nasty than usual. She would wake up in the morning and start fussing with me even before we were let out of our crates. I wasn't awake most of the time and she would fuss. MOM even had to come between us because Gracie would pick a fight with me if I was just sitting still looking out the window. MOM wasn't happy with Gracie's attitude - SHE said that if you looked in Funk and Wagnell's and found the word "bitch" that Gracie's picture would be right next to it. I'm not sure what all that means but I think MOM was saying that Gracie is nasty. MOM said that we will be able to tell when this happens again and I asked her how often Gracie would be like this and MOM said 2 times a year. I don't know if I can stand Gracie like this that often - she's hard enough to live with as it is let alone when she's in heat.

We (Chloe, Gracie, MOM, and me, Stylle was in the house eating her breakfast) were outside this morning and Chloe and I were snooping around a pile of weeds when all of a sudden a big fat bunny rabbit ran out in front of me running toward the creek. The silly rabbit couldn't get thru the fence and, since I was right behind him, he decided to run toward the gate between the front and backyards. I could almost touch his tail, and Chloe was right behind me, when the rabbit ran thru the fence and got away!!!!! Gracie came up after Chloe an I had chased it thru the fence and was asking what had happened ( she NEVER pays attention). So, Chloe told her as I was trying to figure out how to get thru the fence to get that rabbit but MOM said we couldn't do that. Even tho Chloe and I BEGGED HER to let us go get that rabbit ( it wasn't supposed to be in our yard anyway ), SHE said no. I will get that rabbit and those nasty squirrels that were in the yard yesterday. I WILL. I WILL. I WILL.

Well, that's about all for now.
`Bye til later.
Travis

Hi All,

It's me. Travis, again.

I know it's been a while but MOM is back in school ( SHE says SHE'LL be finished in about 1 year ) and I've been busy playing with my toys and treeing those $%^&* squirrels in the backyard with Chloe and trying to get MOM to get rid of this thing. But SHE says that this pup ( monster, I say ) is staying and that I'd better get used to it. So, since that's how things are here I guess I'd better introduce her before MOM let's her on my blog.

This is Gracie ( fancy name is Duegar's Say G'Nite Gracie ). She's about 3 months old in this picture but she isn't as " sweet " as she looks.

When MOM brought her home from the dog show in Richmond, Gracie walked thru the backdoor and took over. I mean SHE TOOK OVER. If I want to get something to eat from the food pan MOM keeps out and Gracie sees me, she will walk right up to my nose and looks me in the eye and growls at me and starts to eat what I wanted. SHE HAS NO RESPECT FOR HER ELDERS!!! She takes my toys, my blankie MOM made for me and anything else she can get her teeth into and MOM doesn't stop her. MOM says that Gracie is just doing to me what I did to Stylle and Chloe last year at this time - but I don't remember any of this. MOM said I would walk up to Chloe and stare at her until Chloe walked away and then I'd start to eat AND if Chloe even walked into the kitchen, MOM said I'd run up to Chloe and growl. I WOULD NEVER DO THAT. ( Travis - what have I told you about telling bad stories??? MOM ).


THIS is what I have to put up with on a daily ( no, constant ) basis. Gracie loves to fight and her teeh are sharp and she grabs my ears, neck, sides, shoulders and a place I'm not to talk about in public - but it really hurts.

I get no peace and what does MOM do? SHE laughs the entire time Gracie is chewing on me saying that I've finally met my match in her. SHE really laughed when Gracie chased me underneath the chair MOM was siting in at the computer - the chair almost tipped over because I was trying to get away from Gracie and MOM wouldn't help.

I wish MOM would send Gracie back to where she came from but MOM says I need to get along with her so that when Gracie is old enough, we can have babies. OMG, more little Gracies around to chew on me !!! I don't know if I can stand it!!!!!

MOM keeps telling me that I will like Gracie given enough time - but how much is enough time???

MOM took Gracie to the vet last week and Gracie now weighs 41 pounds ( of piss and vinegar - as MOM says ) and she's about 1/2 as tall as I am. She is now 6 months old and MOM said she wants to show her next month ( maybe ).

All I know is, I wish MOM would " lose " Gracie ( even tho she is sorta fun to play with - as long as the food pan is empty, that is ). I guess, Gracie is here to stay - now if I can only make sure MOM doesn't bring home another hound, I might be able to get HER to scratch my tummy again. Keep you toes crosed.

Better go for now, Gracie is asleep on the sofa next to Stylle and the food pan is full and I'm hungry. Gotta Go.
'Bye,
Travis

Dog Show - Number Deux

Hi All,

Well, I went to my second show last evening and it wasn't pretty. I don't care what MOM says I HATE THE BENCH!!!!!!

It's this scary wooden thing with carpet on top and if you step on it a certain way ( which the bench changes every time ) it wobbles and you feel like you're going to fall.

MOM put me up on this thing a couple of times before the show started and I almost peed all over myself - it was so embarrassing. MOM kept saying I was a good boy and it would be ok but SHE wasn't the one on top of this contraption either. I just don't like it.

MOM says that I need to get used to the bench because ALL dogs have to be on it at the shows. Maybe I could talk HER into not having me be a show dog - but then I wouldn't get to go bye-bye and wouldn't have all the ladies ( canine and human ) petting me and loving on me like they do ( I really like THAT part of the show ) - maybe I really need to rethink this bench business again. MOM said she found 3 other show I can go to so I can get more exposure to the bench ( oh, happy day ). If MOM wants me to do this, then I guess I'll do it.

After we got home last night, MOM let me and Chloe, and Stylle out in the backyard to play for a few minutes. Chloe acts really silly - jumping all over me and smelling me from stem to stern but Stylle just looks at us and doesn't even bother.

I was so tired after we came in that I asked MOM if I could have a chew stick and go to bed - I could hardly keep my eyes open. It's hard work being an up and coming show dog. So, I got my chew stick, sat in my crate while MOM told Chloe she needed to let me sleep and was out like a light in a couple of minutes. Chloe says I snore - like she should talk - I'm not the one who rattles the windows when I'm in bed.

Well, better close for now, I'm still a little tired and MOM said once SHE gets through doing HER homework ( whatever that is ) we will all sit on the couch and watch movies ( YIPPEE - to sit and snuggle with MOM is GREAT ).

Talk to you all later,

Travis.