A True Gentleman

There is nothing more that I want in life than to be treated like a lady. I dream of nights at the Symphony, or black tie dinners - ok ok - not really but I do love a well dressed man.

Does it get any better than this?

He comes complete with a permanent tuxedo. So cute.

The Boston Terrier encompasses so many of my favorite things about dogs.

1. He's small.
2. He has short, easy to groom hair.
3. He's got great contrast (black and white)
4. He's got jowls - mooshy squishy lips to bite!
5. Good with kids, cats and other dogs.
6. Sturdy enough for rough and tumble play
7. Easy to train

Need I go on? Why don't I have one yet? I am not quite sure. They are simply adorable puppies....

OH. MAH. GAHD.

That is puppy heaven RIGHT THERE!!!

I needz him.

Blue eyes.....

How can you stand such beauty in an animal? This is another breed that am just in awe of, but I don't think I could ever own.

As you can see, I have a pattern with dogs I like. I love strong contrast in colors, whether it's patterning or the ice blue of this guy's eyes against the jet black color of his coat.

And he has this air of mystery about him, doesn't he?

But it's just that friggin hair that I think would drive me insane.


What about this guy? Doesn't he look like he's wearing eyeliner? That crisp white coat against those gorgeous baby blues kills me

But the realist in me thinks that that beautiful white coat is going to end up all over my effen clothes, chair, couches and probably in a few of my dinners.

No thank you.

So Stunning Siberians, I will love you from afar - and admire your nordic looks, but I do not think that you will end up in my home.....

Another white dog???

I was just commenting to Mr. Sweck that we have too many white animals. It just happened. It wasn't planned.

Although with Kramer, I did ask for an all white bulldog with a patch over his eye. Got him!

With the cats, it was just the luck of Craigslist. I didn't want all white cats but they were free and available.

With Mr. Mankins, I just loved his cream coloring - and he was A.D.O.R.A.B.L.E.

And with these guys.....what can I say? Their features are just so sweet with the angelic white coat. Just lookie lookie!

Hi. I am adorable. You want to love me and take me home, right? Look at how fluffy my leggies are.....

You know I'm super cute and snuggly, too, right? And I have a super duper adorable hair cut. And stumpy tail! You know how you love stumpy tails, Ann. You love it!

Ok, you made me do it. Here's another front view of my mooooo-stache. You want to smooch it, don't you? Come on, Mr Sweck won't complain. Hell, he'd probably never even notice another white animal in the house.....

*sigh*

I do love this guy. Too sweet!

Logan Mankins

Many of you, when you hear that name think of this guy ~

But in our house, Logan Mankins is this guy:

Yup. This is Logan, aka Mr. Mankins. He is known as:

• The dog that won't housebreak - but is pretty good about using the pads - thank GOD!
• The "Informer" - you never have to worry about anyone coming in. This sucker lets you know.
• The Cat's Nightmare. He chases them incessently.
• My nap buddy. Seriously. This guy snuggles the BEST!
• Kramer's nemesis. Kramer tolerates him. Sometimes he snaps at him but for the most part its a relationship of respect.
• Mr. Sweck's secret best friend. Mr Sweck will tell you that he HATES poodles, yet he can be found most nights with Mr. Mankins snuggled on his chest.
• The Schnauzer. See above. Since Mr. Sweck supposedly hates poodles, I have taken the liberty of shaving Mr. Mankins into different cuts. I like the schnauzer cut the best. Probably b/c it doesn't take much talent on my part....

He's a great dog. I love love love him - on the days that I'm not cursing him for not doing his business outside.

I spoil him. Yup. I do. I feed him dry food with a scoop of nice wet food - Kramer does not get this treatment.

He sleeps with me every night. Kramer does not get to do this. (he can't get his fat ass up there anyway)

He's the perfect size - 10 lbs. Not too small and a great apartment dog - besides the barking thing.....which could be worked on if I put more time into him...

Let's not go there, huh?

Bouncing Boxers

Another breed I am in LOVE with.

Every time I see this face....

I just want to squish him. Isn't he fantastic? Look at his soulful expression? His deep jowls that I want to chew on - and the wrinkled back legs that just scream - SQUEEZE ME TIGHT!

Ooooh!

And there is nothing better than a German bred boxer. Why do you ask?

Because you get substance. I love the Mastiff breeds for one reason, and that is because they give the appearance of a brick shit house but are nothing more than slobbery love bugs.






Come on - admit it - can you resist THIS face?

Oh my. How I would LOVE to have one of these under my Christmas tree.

Or this one -

I'm not picky - I just need to have a German bred one. They have gentler temperments, not crazy, off the wall ping-pong balls like the American bred boxers.

They are shorter, stockier and let's face it, have a more beautiful head than their American counterparts.

I can't STAND seeing poorly bred boxers. You know the ones - that look like lab mixes.

Boxers are not supposed to have a snout - they are short cobby muzzled for a reason - they should have a deep black mask and droopy jowls and eyes.

It's part of their charm....


And mostly why I want one. Plus, there is nothing more exciting than coming home and being greated by a Boxer Kidney Bean dance -

See for yourself and let me know if you wouldn't want to come home to this every night - I totally would!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dKpyx0_PEMQ

Saintly - Love

Hi. How gangly and uncoordinated am I?

I am probably only 4-5 months old and I'm working on growing into these paws. I get giddy just seeing a Saint puppy.

You know how they say that there is a breed for everyone? This is MY breed. I adore these guys. How can you not?

Look at how silly this guy is....

He's a big moo moo who jammed his fat jowly head between the slats. These guys are the clowns of the big dogs. They are wonderful puppies that turn into magnificent adults.

See for yourself

You are going to need lots of slobber rags for this guy. But I can tell you they are WORTH IT!

The last Saint I had passed away in September of 2003 and I haven't owned one since. Her name was Cleo and she was a rescue. I adopted her at 10 years of age and had her for 3 more years. She was a delight and I miss her everyday.

I wonder if Mr Sweck would ever let me have another Gentle Giant.....

PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE.....................

Beagle Love

I'm quite emotional today. I'm PMS-ing, I'm frustrated with work stuff and I am out of Lexapro. This is not a good combination.

So instead of concentrating on work today, I have been looking at THIS!

BEAGLE PUPPIES!

How cute am I????

*sniff sniff* What kind of trouble can I find????

I'm comin Momma.............yup. I'd love to see this guy running towards me.

Do you think Mr. Sweck would let me get another Beagle? I mean, how could he say no to this????

Woo woo woo..............

Here is the breeder's blog ~

Seeing Spots?

It's ok. Sometimes seeing spots is a good thing. Especially these kind of spots!

Let's face it, in my little world of "Dog Obsession" I have some breeds that just scream "YOU NEED TO HAVE ME!" The Dalmatian is one of those breeds.

Why?

Cause they are the epitome of what I love. Major contrast between black and white - or liver and white as the beauty above possesses. And who can't resist unique markings? Certainly not me!

This gorgeous gal has a blue eye. And I just want to pat her velvet fur. Let's not forget how beautiful red collars look on these guys....

These guys just make me smile.....I am not sure if I could handle their energy or the shedding - trust me, that velvet coat hides millions of needle like hairs that just dream of imbedding themselves into my furniture - but I dream of owning one and coming home to this....

Misunderstood?

Evil Monster? Or Just misunderstood?

This is the plight of the Pitbull.

Personally, I think they are a wonderful breed. You won't find a more tolerant dog with kids - especially my kids. But put this dog in the wrong hands and you have a lethal weapon. And you've seen it. The news can't wait to report on "Another Pitbull attack" but you know what? Pitbulls aren't the breed with the most dog bites.....Your pal the Golden Retriever tops the list.

WHAT?!?!?! This face? This is the face of the #1 biter?

Yup. It is. This dog will bite you more often than the dog up top. But you don't hear about those incidents because they're not *newsworthy* It's discrimination in the dog world.

Pitbulls are dog aggressive - NOT people aggressive. BIG difference.

There are rules to owning a pitbull, just like there are rules for owning other breeds. You wouldn't want to own a German Shorthaired Pointer if you are a couch potato. Or an Australian Shepherd if you are a homebody - these dogs will DESTROY your house if you don't exercise them.

Pitbulls will become news statistics if you don't obey the rules.

Rule #1 - don't ever trust your pittie not to fight with another dog. It's common sense. People ignore it. Dog fights erupt and the pit gets the short end of the stick  - shelter bound and probably not rescued.

Anyway - I think these are beautiful, misunderstood dogs - and if my homeowner's insurance allowed it, I would have one.

Cocker-doodle-doo

I have a soft spot for Cocker Spaniels - especially ones that need a new home. This poor girl looks so sad.

Her owners gave her up b/c they didn't want to fix her hernia. Give me a break! Look at that sweet moo moo face. She needs a good hair cut and some love.

Sweet thing.

I am tempted.

You know that, right?

I need to stop looking....

MUST STOP DREAMING OF PUPPIES!!!!

But how can you resist such cuteness?

Can you see that white ear? Do you SEE IT?!?!?  How delicious is she??? Oh my.

Smooshy booshy little puppers.

I wuf you.

I would snurfle your little schnoz and smoochie your cheeky weekies.

Puppy love.

Ain't nothin like it.

Can you hear me now????

How can one resist ears as lovely as these?

Oh little Vera, I so want to smooch your chubby jowls.

Vera and more puppy-ness can be found at "The Daily Puppy"

I highly recommend their daily puppy-mail. Nothing makes a shitty Monday morning better than opening a pic like Vera before you start your day.

I do not like the cone of shame.

Poor Logan went for the big *snip snip* yesterday and ended up with the lampshade on his head.....when I picked him up, the littlest Sweck was with me and as the vet tech handed him over, Darin said "I do not like the cone of shame."

I just about peed my pants laughing as it made me think of my favorite movie of 2009 - "UP"  - which by the way, is coming out on DVD Tuesday. Who will be the first in line? That would be me.

Anyhoo - a few rimadyl and $270 later, I have a non testosterone Toy Poodle. It kind of grosses me out that they just remove the testicles but leave the stupid bag. So you get your dog home and he's got this huge deflated bag hanging from where his testicles used to be. It's almost mockery. Hey, dog, we know you had a nice round set, here's a sick reminder of how things used to be. Poor bastard.

He's recovering well. I went to the market tonight and picked up some marrow bones and they are in heaven. I had to get one for the fat bastard, too. You can't get one and not the other - you try to avoid dog fights in a multi dog household and trust me, when Kramer gets a bone of any kind, he will eat anyone that comes near him.

We don't allow food/toy aggression with people but with the other animals, I let it fly. I figure, why shouldn't they protect their stuff. My kids are pros at screaming when someone takes their stuff.....the dogs are no different.

OH MAH GAHD....................

I might have just died and gone to puppy heaven...............

I haven't mentioned this because the blog is so new, but we recently had to put our 11 year old Beagle, Bagel to sleep on August 31, 2009. I miss him terribly and when I was searching the internet this afternoon - LOOK what I stumbled across. LOOK AT THIS SMOOSHY BEAGLE BABY! He's only 4 weeks old....

And I bet he has awesome puppy breath.

And frito smelling paws.

And I bet he wants to snuggle in bed with me, too.

*sniff sniff*

He makes me miss my Bagel something fierce.

His breeder's blog can be found HERE.

OH MAH GAHD.

Stick a fork in me. I'm ALL DONE.

The DOGS

Since this is a blog about my love for dogs and all things dogs, I thought I would start by introducing the dogs that currently allow me to share my home with them.

First off is the King of the roost. Kramer - aka - The Fat Bastard, Moo Moo, Asshole...you get the idea.

Kramer's Likes:

Ass scratches
Cookies
Naps
Sleeping

Kramer's Dislikes:
Nail trims
I think that's about it. He is the easiest dog we've ever had. I don't hestitate to say he's the BEST dog I've ever had. This dog ROCKS!

He is just a love and you can't get over his mooshy face. I freaking love it. Some days I find myself just squishing his jowels and talking all googly too him.

Kramer puts up with anything you do to him. He has been there since before Darin was born and honestly, I don't think he even realized we had a baby.....

Now that he's getting older, we're seeing some signs of aging. He is stiff in the mornings when he has to go out. That is, if you can get his fat ass off the couch to go out!

He is losing shit balls out of his ass at an alarming rate. Yes. Shit balls. Shit nuggets, whatever you want to call them, but they fall out of his ass. Kind of like a defense mechanism. He doesn't know it's happening and all of a sudden - whammo! A shit nugget on the floor! He could care less. He doesn't even turn around to acknowledge it cause he knows you'll pick it up. Awesome dog.

He is definitely a family member ~

Darin loves this flippin dog.

And let's not forget Mr. Sweck - who adores this dog, too. You know how they say animals look like their people....

So Kramer, you fat bastard - we love you. We cannot imagine life without you and your snoring, farting, drooling ways....

Welcome to Woof-ability

First things first.

No. The puppy in the picture is NOT MINE but he is frickin adorable, isn't he????

It was the best pic I could find since I had all my personal pix deleted from this laptop. Eventually I hope to make a nice banner for the top but since I am just learning the ropes with blog spot, this guy will have to do. I am sure you don't mind.

Personally, I want to smoosh his wrinkly face, and smell his paws. I bet they smell like fritos. Dog lovers know what I'm sayin'

Why did I start this blog?

Lots of reasons. The most important being, I love dogs. I love ALL dogs. Big dogs. Little Dogs. Fat Dogs. Skinny Dogs. Fluffy Dogs. Sleek Dogs. You get the idea.

If I had a bigger yard, I'd have more dogs. Many more. But for now, I share my space with two dogs.

My English Bulldog, Kramer who will be 7 years old next month and my Toy Poodle, Logan (aka Mr. Mankins) who just turned a year and is heading for the big *snip* on Friday. (shhhh - he doesn't know)

We also have 2 cats, who are siblings (Spidey and Montana) but this isn't about them. They may be mentioned from time to time so just be warned.

I have been obsessed with blogs lately and I just wanted a place to be creative and talk about something that makes me happy - all things DOGS!