New Year Cheer

Hey all! I hope you all had a grrrreat Christmas and warm delights from our house to yours tonight for New Years Eve!!
I added a couple new links as I am now a member of DogTime animal media and the new link labeled "Click HERE" is a great site that helps to feed homeless animals all over with our help by simply clicking on the donation button- we dont have to do a thing as sponsors donate mola on a per click basis!! So get to clickin!
No body should have to be hungry and cold this winter! (Those are my two least favorite things- Hungry and Cold....Although, Baths are up there in the category too!)

Poodleooo,
Cyrus
(p.s. I'll be postin some pics soon of our holiday excursion!)

Pleasant Surprise!

It was Friday night...I was all comfy cosy in my bed when all of a sudden I heard the pitter patter of a heavily slung sweet smelling beauty walk on the sidewalk, outside our front door. I rushed downstairs to say it wasn't so. To my hearts desire, walked in my long time girlfriend Zoey! Uncle Alex and she came all the way from Cincinnati to see me- and the 'rents I suppose.

We ran around the house like two wild hogs- as mom put it! We romped and played, took a break here and there on the cool kitchen floor and then went wallering again! I shared my pull toys and my beloved extra large tennis ball! (I know right?! Trust me dudes, shes worth it!) We were so pooped from all that running, we straight up passed OUT! It had been at least a year since my last play date. I was worried that she wouldn't be in to me anymore. - But to my surprise, she told me that she liked older guys anyway and in fact she came for my birthday celebration! My 4th Birthday was actually on Tuesday, the 11th, but I had to wait for the weekend to celebrate it, due to the 'rents work schedules. Let me tell ya, it was worth the wait!!

Mom and I have been working on our Holiday greeting cards that we send out to family and friends and well... since you all are my buds, I'll send along the good cheer to you!

Later dudes! XOXOO, Cyrus.

Hog Heaven

I survived Turkeyday. I know many of you were concerned that I'd overindulge myself and gain much un-needed weight. So, rest assure my friends, I scored no Turkey. The 'Rents and I went to my Grammies house the day before the feast. There I met up with my Aunt's dog Zuzu. Shes an Italian Greyhound. Shes pretty cool but, I can't keep up with her! The cats and I think shes on the dog equivalent of crack. She is always running and constantly chasing something. When shes not running around, shes shivering cold, trying to get into someones lap or crawling under covers. I told her that she might gain a fat wrinkle or two if she hung out with me for a while and stopped all that running. Now, I have no problem with her trying to get on to my Grammies lap, my mom's lap or anyone else's lap. But the pint size crossed the line when she snuck up on my dad's lap. I walked in from outside to this wretched sight. What did I do? I walked right over to her, gave her the stink eye and ate all her dog food. (I even snuck a few bites of cat food just for good measure.)

Mom just thought it was absolutely hilarious. She underestimates me. As you could guess from the pic, mom had a heyday with dressing her up. The coat she has on is a real dog coat. I'm not gonna lie, I was a little jealous cause, she did steal my shine for a minute.

However, as for the grand feast that I drooled over for weeks, neither one of us got any. Not even a nibble. So at least I got fair treatment. We ended up staying down to Grammies for 3 days. It was fun but I definitely missed my own bed in my own room where I am not woken up at all hours of the morning by a shivering, wet nosed, little stick. The fart method only worked a couple of times...

I was so tired when we got home, I slept for two days! No joke! Mom came in every couple hours to drag me outside! I was exhausted! I actually found a new napping spot on one of the 'Rent's over sized comforters. They had it laying in the spair bedroom after they unpacked from Grammies. I copped a squat and found it quite relaxing. So relaxing, that I refused to sleep in my actual bed!

Dad went ahead and just laid it on my bed in my room since I had wallered and adorned it with white bulldog hair. Of course mom ended up taking it out of there and moved it to the living room because I wouldn't come out to socialize. So now, I have a new nap spot in the Dining room under the table! Who could ask for more- well I could use some Cheez-Its, a Nylabone, and a chew toy. But for right now, I'm in hog heaven!

And The Awards Go to....

YES! Its true my friends, Cyrus the Great has prepared an award to my 2 good friends who keep me and my wrinkles going!

Thanks for being great Dog Bloggin Pals!

And The Bull-Buddy, Slobbers of Love Award Goes To:

Mango The Maltese!!!!!

&
Balboa The French Bulldog!!!!!

This one's for you!

(Anyone else wanna be in my butt wigglin Bull Circle? Drop me a bone or sniff me over sometime!)

Later Dudes!

(Copy, Paste it in on desktop, Dashboard, Layouts, Add a gadget- Picture, Upload it from desktop, title & caption and voila!)

Hello again to all my fun furry friends!

Im trying to not keep you all in the dark about my daily happenings but the 'rents are such losers sometimes because they never seem to let me on anymore.

Today Im a bit under the weather. Ive been dealing with those stupid seasonal allergies us bullies get. You know, the same old itchy hotspots on the belly just tucked in close enough for me to be to fat to scratch it but out enough that my rolls rub it to annoy the beesknees out of me....The same old irritating interdigital cysts...Those stupid things are so darn sore! They swell up and then end up bursting and bleed! The vet says that its just a bulldog thing and he says that because they are such short lived cysts, theres nothing to do for 'em but to soak 'em and suck it up! Ugh. How convenient. So I have had to endure the baths with oatmeal and the toe soaks with epsom salts. Let me just tell ya.... IT SUCKS! .....Er...Well....The process sucks- but the pity and attention rocks!!! (Well, minus the bunny ears) Im always waiting for the 'rents to bring home a new chew toy or soft blanket or some sweet smelling treats while Im afflicted! (Do I know how to play the game or what?! - Im telling you pups, the best way to get any goodies is to welt up those sad eyes and make sure to limp once and look back at them! Its a surefire way to score some treats!)

Speaking of treats, a rather cool- ah hum- (cooler than my 'rents obviously) - ah hum- person contacted me about her blog. She tests dog products on her own dogs to see if other dogs would like them. What a cool job man! I wish my 'rents could get a job like that! I mean, seriously, those dogs have it made for sure! Her website is http://pearfleur.blogspot.com/

and right now shes doing this thing where if you post about it, she'll send you some goodies from Dogswell! I mean, duh right?! Me + free treats = BLISS!! (I suggest you do the same!)

Later dudes!

Playing catch-up!

I know, I know, I know- it has been a few months since my last happenings...... Spare me the wrinkled brow beating just this once. Trust me I can explain.

Oh, where to start??

How about my clumsy mom hurting her finger and having to go to the hospital ER to get x-rays?

(leaving me without any help whatsoever to blog) Not good enough? Yeah, I didn't think so....

Well how about this little diddy:

"OHIO POWER OUTAGE DUE TO HURRICANE IKE'S WRATH!"

Yeah.

And let me just tell you first hand, it was horrible.

It all started when mom and dad decided to leave me - while asleep mind you- while the visited friends. (the nerve right?)

While laying there in the a/c on my plush fleece bed, dreaming of cheez-its and wonderfully crisp pig ears, I heard a gust of wind SLAM the side of our balcony. I jumped so high out of my bed I broke wind myself! I ran to the sliding glass door thinking I might be able to stand my ground against the flying roof shingles and pieces of siding should they break through the door.

All I could see was mom's flowers flying across the deck. About that time the 'rents came running up the stairs. They grabbed me up and wouldn't let me near the windows. (Apparently they were worried about me) They said that they were at their friends and their breezeway ceiling entrance to their apartment got completely ripped off and power lines were down all over the city. Then it got quiet......Real quiet........ So quiet I got hounded for every little snort, snore or peep that came out of either of my ends! Then it got dark.....Real dark.......So dark, I couldn't see my paws in front of me. Obviously the power was out. I nearly panted to death with no a/c! Mom went around lighting every stinky candle she had. Dad finally admitted that he appreciated her passion for candles! Seriously, she is a candle freak, I think! In any case we were lit up like Vegas in our place! The neighbors actually came and knocked on our door to see why we had power and they didn't! We laughed when they realized that it was all from moms 'color coordinated' candles!

Later that night, some of the 'rents friends came over- I would assume because their place wasn't lit up as well as ours. I didn't mind because mom's friend, Heather, brought over her dog Jovie, (a Yorkie) and we played around while they played cards. All was well until the next morning when a box of Popsicles in the freezer melted down the fridge door onto the floor. Mom went ballistic. (While she ran back and forth to get towels, I stole a few licks off the door!- But she doesn't know that so we'll keep it on the DL for now.) The bad part was, the 'rents just bought about $150 bucks worth of groceries a few days before and they were all set to ruin unless by chance they could find some ice. They went driving from town to town trying to find ice. No luck. Hours later, they finally found a gas station that sold them the last 3 bags of ice! The town was in a panic with melting Popsicles and no ice! People were calling the 'rents left and right asking them if they had ice and power! We ended up not getting our power back on for 3 more days. It was a mess without power! NO animal Planet, NO symphony music to sleep, NO Internet.... I was not a happy camper. Did I mention, I DO NOT like to camp?? Yeah, and um- last I checked, camping is basically sleeping on the hard ground with no power. Not worth it dude!

So-flash forward to last week.

The 'rents 'god children' came over and we played on the playground. They are 3 & 4, Ethan and Addi. They actually tried to get me to go down the slide! I had to let them know that it was way to small for my wrinkly body to fit down. Plus I'm kinda weary of that thing for the simple fact it shocked me every time I went near it. But it was pretty fun. Ethan had my leash on me all day, dragging me around the house and the playground. I was so exhausted when the day was done, I went straight to bed. Bed... Which leads me to my next little unpleasant update.

I now have a new room. UGH. I'm NOT happy about it.

My wonderfully cozy room was in the laundry room. My bed was situated in the room and it was like a comfy little cave. All was well until the 'rents decided to get a new dryer. So they moved my bed and bowls into the kitchen. Mom says its because I was 'developing a cold in my eye and a stomach upset due to an allergy' - Shes full of it! She thinks that I get irritated with the lint in the air in the laundry room and that's why I get eye goop in the mornings. Ive got news- NO its because I power sleep! SO anyway, shes been giving me human grade probiotics in my food to see if it will work. (I have to admit, my gas hasn't been as rank and I do feel a bit more of a pep in my step) I always act like its such a chore for mom to clean me up and give me supplements but really, I just like the attention. So that's another thing to keep on the DL!

This is the probiotic the 'rents take (and well, I take it too) just in case you want to send the message to your flatulent and allergic doggie friends. http://www.newchapter.com/products/all-flora (we take the powder)

Mom recently went to a class about probiotics where she works and its a pretty impressive brand if you research it for yourself.

Anyway, I'm gonna head off here and check out some Howl-o-ween costumes. I'm open to suggestions as long as mom doesn't try to make me some fru fru dog princess. That I will have to protest!

Later dudes!

My relaxing Friday

Today I woke up, went out to go duty, came back in and took a short nap.

I woke up bummed as usual, mom had that friggin' camera in my face because apparently I just looked miserable.

I tested her sympathy by going over to the stairway and whimpering while constantly looking back at her. (yeah I have to actually ACT like a dog sometimes to get my way- hey Im no dummy!)

She ended up feeling bad for me so she grabbed that camera and we headed outside for a walk around our lake.

- I should mention I have been on strike here lately. I decided that it is no fun to walk in the grass. I always end up stepping on some of that ironweed grass and that stuff hurts man! So, now, I am either 'slow as moses' walking through the grass or trotting away on the pavement.

The rents unfortunately won't let me 'duty' on the pavement so they usually have to drag me through the grass with little avail on their efforts. (Yeah, I sometimes have to forfit the poopy snacks when Im feeling extra partial to the pavement.)
So, we went outside 'slow as moses' around the lake. I decided to inspect the local plant life and

its hydration when I came across a very particularly interesting plant that actually made a whistling noise as the wind blew. I of course had to taste it just to make sure it wasn't made of cheez-its.

Disappointedly, I turned around and looked at the ducks (that poop all over the ground near the water and I have to swerve and dodge all the duck poo everytime I walk over there) and I tried to get in the water.

Of course mom wouldnt let me because it requires me getting a bath immediately after and I just had one yesterday. Yeah, I know what you are thinking- 'Cyrus, you can't swim! Why would you suddenly want to get into the water?' Well, to answer your assumed question, I have developed a love /hate situation for the water. As long as it is not above my head, requiring me to do any of that leg work to keep me afloat, Im good. Im a wader. I like the waves on my belly and the mud squishing between my toes. I find it quite relaxing.

So I sat there by the waters edge and took it all in for a few.

Dad came home and walked over to us. We ran around a little bit with the ball. We played tug of war and keep-away with it. I just really wasnt in the playing mood after all. I just wanted to relax and sit by the water. Mom calls me a beach dog now. She thinks I would be a great companion sitting by the beach soaking up the rays while listening to the ocean with her. I am not sure what the ocean is. I've never been. However, everytime the 'rents come back from that so called ocean, they are burnt to a crisp. (Well, dad is anyway. Mom tans) I think I am more like dad though because we seem to both get pink instead of the color mom gets. Rudely, she calls us 'little pink pigs'. We get no respect! Anyway, it started getting dark and we ended up going back in for dinner. I took a long look and apparently it was 'so hilarious' to the 'rents to see me savoring the moment with such a relaxing view. I swear, my 'rents are so shallow. Im gonna play the sad faced game I did today so I can do it all again tomorrow. I'll let you know how it goes. They may catch on to my scheme. I underestimate them sometimes.

Back to me again....

Finally!!!!!! At last I'm free again to taste that sweet taste of Internet cookies and feel the wind race between my toes as I type!!

It has been like a year since my last post and I am a new dog!! So much has happened within that time frame, I don't know where to begin!

Well, for starters, I'll begin by us moving... We moved to this new place where I have my own balcony (The 'rents call it 'Isle De La Roni'- since they frequently call me Cyronius and crazy names like Roni, Ronzoni, Cyroni Poni.... ugh, you'd think they'd learn by now that I will respond to anything as long as they are holding a treat in front me...) But anyway, the Isle De La Roni is awesome because during the day I get to go out there and sun myself while I watch the birds and the neighbors play... AND.....AND.... AND my next door neighbor is a Bulldog named Biscuit!! My 'rents and his 'rents are arranging a play date so we can test our brute butt wiggling skills! We also have a lake with real live geese!! (although they don't seem to like my mom because she never seems to be amazed how much they like to casually fly by and poop on her car) I told her that she needs to consult the mailman about it. (In case you don't know, I have come to the realization that the mailman is the bringer of all news and I believe down in my wrinkles that he knows all and can change all...) Anyway, this winter, I tried chasing the geese onto the middle of the pond... However, mom saved my life because I walked out on the ice and almost fell in....Which brings me to the next MAIN EVENT in my life. Perhaps I wouldn't have been heavy enough to break the ice if I still had my manhood. That's right, I got snipped. I am ashamed to say it. I am not the stud I used to be. I am overcoming the complexities of being a neuter by drowning my sorrows in a generously proportioned bowl of Royal Canin Bulldog Formula 24. The 'rents tried to keep my spirits up by taking me for a walk to get me out of the house during my trying times but, I have to admit, I still don't have the zest for marking the public tree as I used to. I admit, sometimes when life has me down, I pee like a girl. Yes.... Yes.. I am Bulldog enough to say it..... I do get lazy and squat. Sometimes, I deem it necessary to even lean up against my claimed territory while relieving myself. Yeah, the 'rents laugh at me, yeah the people across the street think it's funny at times. But what would you do if your 'rents woke you up at the crack of dawn (yeah, 8:30am is the crack of dawn to me okay?!!) to go outside???...So what? We are establishing that I am not the early bird I once was. Instead of waking early, going outside to 'dooty' then watching the morning news, I'd rather sleep in until about noon, then go outside. The 'rents cant believe my bladder holding capabilities... I will hold it all night if I have to, you won't catch me outside when it rains! I do still love to do the same things I used to, like play ball- that never gets old to me. (well I do get winded and have to lay belly down in the coldest spot in the yard but...I still keep up with the best of them)

The Vet my mom used to work for said that its "normal for me to loose the "umph" in life.... But I think the 'rents were more or less wanting me to loose the "hump" in life hahahahah- (See that play on words??!! See, I still got it after all this time!!) But anyway, yeah the whole event of me loosing my manhood was actually not so bad... Because my mom was a Vet assistant for Dr. Allen, she got to be in there and hold my hand through it all... She even gave me a snazzy hair cut on my leg and down in that region.... When I woke up, I was in the 'doggie suite' kennel area in the back with lots of comfy blankets to lay on (yeah I got the royal treatment so to speak) however, the meds they gave me to wake me up made me sicker than I had ever felt before and threw up all over the blankets- yeah not a fun moment in time. I quickly learned that my mom is a genius for giving me ice chips... Oh they are amazing when you barf!! I would definitely suggest it to your 'rents!

So anyway, yeah, I'm no longer a stud, I have a cool new place with tons of room and windows, my own 'Island', lots of yard and places to go for a walk, cranky geese and huge fish in the lake that I get to SIT (because sitting is all I'm gonna be doing around that thing)by, cool neighbors that are wrinkly and fat-ish (I'm not admitting I'm fat because technically I am up to the bulldog standards in weight contrary to popular belief) like me! ANNNNDDDD the biggest news that has got me actually off my bum, buzzing around the house is the talk of us getting a new family member!!!!! I have been missing Willard, my feline friend that used to chase me around the house. He went to live with my Grammy and I am here left to watch the birds alone. (because mom and dad aren't fond of birdwatching) Well, not for long!! The talk around the house is that we are adopting a new cat. Not just any cat, mom says, a Himalayan/Persian . I guess it will be a girl cat because all mom keeps talking about how she'll finally get to hang out with a 'girl in the house' - as if its soooo bad to hang out with just us boys- geesh!!Dad says Im making off well in the deal because with the new girl cat, mom won't be trying to dress me up in pink bows and little fru fru dresses and all that girly crap, she will have her own little girly cat with lots of fur to primp instead!! WHEW!!!

I think it's cool that we are getting a Persian cat cause dad says that Persians aren't like any cat, they are like the Bulldogs of the cat world! I like that idea, now hopefully she likes to watch birds, snore and fart too so I will have someone to hang out with everyday and share the blame with!.....

Little by little, the world is turning in my favor!!

Whelp, (haha I did it again... Get it? Whelp? hahah I'm full of it tonight!!) I am gonna go try and see if I can weasel a piece of hamburger from dad before he scarfs it all down... I can smell the wonderful aroma from here....

Good night all...

Hope to hear from you soon! I am not anticipating making the lack of posts a habit... Now I think the 'rents will gladly help me out on here, because of my 'lack of zest for the finer things in life' - hey, I'm not above using all that pity to my advantage, you know me!!

:)~

Cyrus