Tuesday, January 31, 2012

So, What the Hay Does the Face Behind a Leonberger's Furry Butt Look Like?

Well, I'm about to show you..and the faces that belong to a few other butts you might have ID'd in yesterday's quiz. But first! A few random editorial notes:

  • This is my 299th published post. I'm noting this here because I'll probably forget to mention the 300th post tomorrow, just like I forgot my 200th post, as if it matters. 
  • I am honored to be counted among some of the most dog-butt-savvy people around the blog-o-sphere.
  • I love Polldaddy.com almost as much as I love my Belgian waffle maker (and I, sadly, rarely use either).
And now, the most adorable Leonberger face I ever did see...

I really am as big as a lion.

Here's the Pembroke Welsh Corgi...

My butt drives people nuts.

Any questions? ;)

And the Doberman Pinscher...

Friends, this is my serious show face; when I get out of here, I
will roll in something stinky, goose my person and let my tongue hang out.

And the Afghan Hound...

Okay, so it's not really the face, but it's close.

Next up, the Holstein cow Great Dane...

Clearly NOT a cow OR a black and white (Harlequin) Great Dane
(that one wouldn't look at my camera), BUT definitely a Great Dane.

And the Australian Shepherd? Well, I don't have a picture of her face, but here's the face of a most adorable Bernese Mountain Dog puppy that was lying next to the Aussie...

A pillow would be nice.

This is the English Springer Spaniel...

I look nothing like an English Setter, actually. :)

And the French Bulldog...

For more Frenchie eye-candy, go look at Benny and Lily.

And not a donkey, but an Irish Wolfhound...

Oh wait! That's not a face!

I just wanted you to get a feel for how enormous he is. :)
Here you go...

A gentle-dog's dog 

And last, but not least, the mop rasta Komondor, er, actually, I don't have a face for that dog either, so please accept these photos of Jon Farleigh and some new friends, instead.

The Pembroke: Oh, yeah? That's nothing; I just saw Pepe wearing pink curlers. 

The Pit bull: The first one to blink has to do a 30-second down stay.

The Borzoi: Wait! I didn't quite get your name!


Coming tomorrow: Some fun dog show words for not-really-wordless Wednesday!

Monday, January 30, 2012

Can You Identify a Dog Breed by Its Butt? Take the Quiz and Find Out!

So Jon Farleigh and I went to an AKC all-breed conformation show on Saturday to cheer on his sister, Georgia, who was entered in Cardigan Welsh Corgis (and who, by the way, wound up getting Best of Breed - yay!) and to see all the other lovely dog breeds entered that day.

What kind of dog am I?

I got lots of great photos of Georgia in the ring (links to Facebook photo album), a few of Jon Farleigh and his nephew, Nick, getting a trim on the grooming table (which I'll save for another day), and, due to bad one-handed camera aim (as Jon Farleigh's leash was in the other), lots of pictures of random DOG BUTTS. (oops)

But do I despair and hide those lovely pooch booties away, never to be seen?


I make a fun game out of it! And here it is!

A 10-dog, multiple choice quiz to test your dog butt identification skills. How will you do?

If quiz doesn't load, click here.

More dog show photos coming soon!

Friday, January 27, 2012

I Asked My Child to Take Some Cute Photos of the Dogs so I Could Use Them for the Blog

Because, as of 5 p.m. today, I had zilch, and I had to go out for several hours, and I couldn't go without posting something, because I didn't announce on yesterday's post that I would be taking the day off (and I am OCD really dedicated to my blogging schedule). 

Yeah, so I was in a hurry and tried to explain to Middle Child (who wasn't really listening) to take some "cute" photos of JF "smiling" or some video of someone "chasing Dewi in circles around the downstairs" (he loves it and it's funny), and to have it all ready for me when I got home around 10 p.m.

And, well, I can't show you the video of Jon Farleigh's cheek (that Middle Child got while blindly aiming the camera toward the floor - where JF was lying  - as she was lying on the couch watching TV) because she also managed to get some pretty good footage of several piles of laundry that needs to be folded, as well as some close-ups of her newly painted pink fingernails...bla bla bla.

But the good news is that I have these pictures of Dewi (who was lying asleep in a Snuggie on the couch on top of Middle Child who was watching TV) to post for you.

Is it better than nothing?
I honestly can't say.

Have a great weekend, everybody!

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Richmond Adoptables Comedy Improv Theatre - The Pilot

Our Motto: Comedy improv is lame; please, can we go home with you?

(Click the actors' names for bios, and please, be courteous and remain seated until the end credits are finished.)

And now...

Please welcome your host, veteran puppy star, the one and only...

Is this the right camera, Hank? Is the sound on?
Is that a squirrel over there? Hank!!! Hey, come back!! Hank?


[Voice of Robin, off camera, loudly]

"Holy ears, BATMAN, is that cat over there in distress?!"

It sure looks that way, Robin! There's no time to lose!
To the Bat Cave!
[cue cheesy trumpet music]

Batman: "Yes, it looks like it might be a lodged CHICKEN BONE! Good thing I'm certified in CPR!"

Ack ack. Help. Chicken Bone (me) is lodged in this here cage. Ack.

Batman: "I sense the urgency in your voice, young tabby, but I fear I am not the superhero to handle this job after all! But have no fear; I know just the one! This is a job for...

For the last time, I TOLD you I am not YO MOMMA! And furthermore, I do not
play the cello!

That's my name. Don't wear it out.

The End


Starring, in order of appearance:

of the Richmond Animal Care and Control Improv Troupe

The cast and crew thank you for your patronage, and ask that in lieu of candy or flowers, 


Editor's note: This was fun; therefore, I'm making it a regular program. Frequency TBD.

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

The Ratatouille at the Richmond Animal Shelter Will Blow Your Mind

Because it has blown mine.

So I was on Petfinder today - getting to know all the current pets up for adoption at Richmond Animal Care and Control (the home of Ham Skillet) - when something peculiar caught my eye: Ratatouille.

Not because of the name (French veggie dish? Whatever. Cute animated film? If you must. Certainly not as unlikely a name as Ham Skillet.) but because of the dog breed listed underneath the name: Rat. Could it be a typo? I wondered. A nickname? A Rat Terrier? (Note for the smarty pants in the bunch: I know what you're thinking; just let me finish.) Anyway, as I was saying, I was more than curious about this dog named Ratatouille (and the blurry thumbnail image was no help, thanks to my semi-retired, insubordinate eyes). So I clicked the link, and saw this face...

Hi, there. I'm not a chef, but I sure do like to cuddle with my peeps.

Oh! It's a rat (as in rodent)! I thought, feeling a little silly. It's not like I'd never heard of shelters taking in caged small animals (like rats, rabbits and even snakes) before. It's just that I wasn't expecting to see one today

So then, naturally, I had to know why the little guy's owner surrendered, or worse, abandoned him: Did they move? Did their new significant other hate rats? Were they hospitalized? Or dead? 

Never, in my wildest dreams, though, did I expect to learn this from his Petfinder description:

Found loose in the city (as in Richmond CITY, not the burbs, teeming with fast cars and over 200,000 people)?!

What the peanut butter fudge?!

OMG! What are the odds?! What animal-loving, no-rat-fearing, decent human being scooped him up and had the know-how to get him to a shelter? And what about the fantastic, amazing, caring and unprejudiced people who run Richmond Animal Care and Control

I say Ratatouille is one LUCKY RAT!

If I say "cheese," are you gonna give me some this time?

And as of yesterday, because no one has come forward to claim him, one lucky rat who's gonna make some lucky person a great little pet. 

Whether you like rats for pets or not, you've got to admit this is one uplifting example of all the good that can be served by our local animal shelters. It gives me hope. 


More shelter pets on the blog tomorrow (on account of me getting all distracted by the rat today). :)

P.S. Although I've never owned a pet rat, one of my husband's college roommates had one, Edwina, who spent most of her waking hours out of her cage, playing and interacting with humans. She was one smart, funny and surprisingly affectionate dude-ette. 

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Random, Immature (Dog) Joke with Raspberries

Me: Jon Farleigh, how many dogs does it take to screw in a light bulb? [hee hee]


While I'm being immature...Want to know a sure fire way to make someone laugh (including yourself - unless you have no sense of humor to speak of)? Try to talk with your tongue sticking out. Like go back and read this post OUT LOUD with your tongue out. I'm telling you, it works like a charm on my grouchy-butt kids. (Makes my face a little sore, though.)

I will try to do better on the blog tomorrow. ;-)

Monday, January 23, 2012

My Favorite Parts: Jon Farleigh (this one's for the ladies)

Notice! You can view the most recent (2015) version of this article (including several more relevant "hottie" photos) HERE.

So here we are: The post in which I tell you about Jon Farleigh's best part (not that he only has one good part, he has many, but this one is so big, so undeniably HIM, that it has to stand alone). And that, my friends, is his glorious (if unconventional), silky soft, sometimes unruly, undeniably sexy:

Fluffy Red (and white) Coat

Still a puppy - at his fullest - ne'er a blade had touched his locks.

Its squish-ability calls to my wanton fingers (and face - yes, I bury it in there sometimes) like a siren song.

You know you want to lay hands on it.

And that white patch on his hip? [sigh]

White swirly on his thigh? Artistic brilliance.

Want to know something else?
I'm pretty sure that Jon Farleigh is to Cardigan Welsh Corgis as this guy is to people:

(via) Shaun White aka The Flying Tomato

With maybe a dash of this guy's bad boy screen persona:

(viaJosh Holloway as "Sawyer"

I've become too distracted to type anything else.

Friday, January 20, 2012

The Dogs Must Be Crazy (no, really)

Ever see the original (not sequel) movie The Gods Must Be Crazy? You should. Especially the scene with the elephants. hee hee

That really has nothing to do with this post, though. I only mentioned it because it inspired my title. Because I really do think my dogs are crazy - at least when they do what they do with their leashes - in the video that I've got for you today.

But first, let me explain a couple things: I don't have a fenced yard, and although I live in a sparsely populated area, I never allow the dogs to run free out back unless they're supervised and their leashes are still attached. This will make perfect sense in the video.

I also disclaim the following:
  • Jon Farleigh appears (in the video) to be eating something that he got from the grass. It most certainly might have dropped from a deer. He would have eaten it even if I had made a scene. 
  • The dogs run across the street and I don't run after them. There was nothing coming...for miles. 
  • Jon Farleigh is not hurting Dewi. They bite each other's butts for fun. :)
  • If you are prone to motion sickness, use caution. My hand is not the steadiest. (Dramamine? Ginger ale, anyone?)
  • It's 10 minutes long. I had too much fun watching the action to cut off the camera. Oopsie! (really, it's fun)

Click here to watch on YouTube.

Anyone else think I should hitch the boys up to a little red wagon?

Have a wonderful weekend!

P.S. Jon Farleigh "parts" next week!

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Honk if you're a dog person...

...but can still appreciate the beauty of a cat!

If you're a cat person, just lay on the horn!

If you think cats are ugly, slowly turn around...AND DON'T LET THE DOOR HIT YOU ON THE WAY OUT!

So yeah, I've got another post full of cat "part" pictures today. I might have gotten carried away - taking 487 photos and all. (No, not hyperbole.)

But enough talk, here are my favorite Tigger and Lulabelle (heavy on Tigger - the supermodel cat) parts.









Wednesday, January 18, 2012

My Bear Cub Went Meow

When I put my hand on her belly.

You'd have thought she was a cat.

Bears don't have feet like that. 

Or that.

Or even that.

I think I smell a rat.

Poor fella.


So I sneaked in an all-cat "part" post! How liberating!

Eva is my fuzzy bear cub, by the way. Did you see that belly fur?
How about the orange eyebrows? Or the orange perma-smile on her left cheek?

In other news...

You might have noticed that several websites (and blogs) today, including Google, Wikipedia, WordPress and Mozilla, went black (or wore black) in protest of two Internet bills before the US Senate: Protect IP Act (PIPA) and Stop Online Piracy Act (SOPA). Although I did not participate in the blackout, I do believe that if passed, these bills will essentially open the door to Internet censorship and detriment of free expression.

So what can we do as concerned citizens?

Educate ourselves on SOPA and PIPA and then tell our local representatives that we oppose this legislation.


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