Deep Thoughts by Oggy the Doggy

On being human vs. being a dog

It is somewhat unfortunate that you have the luxury of eating a variety of foods on a daily basis, while I eat Science Diet Adult Bites each meal, everyday.

However, while you're at work, toiling away at an uncomfortable desk...

I'm snoozing lazily in the warm sun. Every single day. ahhh. Guess being a dog isn't so bad after all.

Howsabouta "Sloggy" ?!?!?!?!

Hi Friends! I hope you're having a great week!

Computers limit my abilities, but if I could, right now I would give each and every one of you a great.......big........ SLOGGY!!!

Several sloggies, in fact. Depending how favorite you are. And if you talk to me in a happy voice. I really like happy voices.

What, you may ask, is a Sloggy?

Well, it has to do with my very long, very nimble tounge. I tend to be a drive-by licker, as I can sense you leaning down...and into reach from miles away. That's when I swoop in.


But, I don't simply kiss and be done. No, siree!!

I give you a Sloggy! A slimy, wet, sticky lick large, loving and lasting kiss-er-oo. One you won't forget anytime soon!

Favorite friend Steph coined the phrase, something about Slobbery and Oggy...I didn't catch the details.

Just know, your life will not be complete until you get one...or 483...of your own Oggy Doggy's Sloggies!

Merry Christmas!

I! LOVE! CHRISTMAS!!


Hi Friends!

My friends and family have all gone back to their houses after visiting me for the holidays and boy, oh boy was it fun!!

I had SO many people come to my house! They dropped a lot of food on the floor so I munched my way through several days.

My humans clearly continue to have no respect for my dignity…


…but I did not let that stop my Christmas fun! I got a stuffed reindeer from Santa (Nicholas had to help me open it!)

…and lots of hugs!
It was the best!

And…I met a new friend! His name is Tucker and he is little. Miniature. But, quite frankly, a little tougher than me! Haha. He grabbed my favorite racketball and ran around the Christmas tree.

I could have caught him, but thought I better share.


Then, he took each of my toys out of the basket to play tug! And play we did…I picked him right up off the ground, but he is scrappy and never let go. It was really, really fun to play with Tucker. Here we are together:

All in all, it was a super couple of weeks. However, I am pooped!

Merry Christmas!
Oggy the Doggy

Dear Santa

Dear Santa,

I think it must be close to the time you come to visit because my back yard now looks like the north pole.

This year, I have been a very good dog. I only ran away one time and I always, always sit when they ask me to. I've not chewed any shoes and only ate one toaster strudel that I was specifically instructed not to. But it was really, really tasty so I'm going to have to admit I don't regret that one.

But I digress. I really have been a very well-behaved dog. So, for Christmas this year I would like a new toy. As you can see, mine are in sad, sad shape. I've diligently gutted them and continue to toss them in the air and chase them. However, with no stuffing left to remove this has become a bit dull. I've even resorted to playing with my pink watering can on occasion.

In addition, I would also like some TREATS! Treats are my favorite!! I love them and will do anything, and I mean anything for a treat.

Which leads me to my final request... Please, Santa, please would you consider bringing me some humans who respect my dignity? I think this photo speaks to the gravity of my situation.

I promise to leave you some cookies and not chase the reindeer.

Sincerely,

Oggy the Doggy.

I love Christmastime!!!

Here I am with all my presents!!! Presents are my favorite!!

MY HOUSE IS IN SHAMBLES!!!

There are messes everywhere that I have not created!!! Pounding...drilling...banging...agg! The excitement is overwhelming! I'm not sure what the crazies are up to, but I'm doing my best to help.

Woo! The First SNOW!!!

I went outside the other morning and it was SO COLD! I hopped off the deck and to my surprise my paws were greeted by cold, wet, SNOW!! I love SNOW! I love to play in it! Bury my toys in it! RUN IN IT! That was my FAVORITE DAY EVER!

My newest trick

I learned a new trick!



Get this! Everyday, someone leaves a toy for me in the DRIVEWAY! Everyday! So when my human goes to get the mail, I TEAR out in front of her, swipe the toy and take off! NO WAY is she getting a hold of this one! It's all mine.



You would never believe how fast I run with this bad boy, zig zagging back and forth across the street. But you'll have to take my word for it, as neither of my humans has bothered to catch it on camera. They are SO lazy. Actually, they probably just figure I'm running so fast they'd never catch the action.



I haven't actually figured out what to do with this toy when I'm done playing with it. They keep saying something about bringing it inside so they can read the sportspage, but that sort of seems like a waste of a good time, don't you think?

Something in the Air!

I'm not sure what's going on, but there is excitement in the air at our house! And for once it's not just from me!!! I'm not sure what they're talking about but they keep saying words like "Historic" and "First Woman" and "So Proud of Our Country" and, most exciting to me, "looks like Barack!"



Hmmm...They insisted on more photos, of course, wanting to document me on this historic day. Here I am.

The MONSTER in my house!

Well, on Monday the monster came back. The one that follows my mom around right before she disappears. She was walking to the kitchen and it was RIGHT ON HER TAIL! clunking along behind. As a very adept guard dog, I circled, growled, pounced and bit until I wounded it. Well, I think I wounded it but I can't be sure as she disappeared shortly after I attacked it.







I am so worried that she may be gone forever and that it really did get her this time.




Here are a few photos of my confrontation.

I'd like to introduce you...

to my human. I give him an encouraging pat on the back once in a while to raise his spirits.

I'm thinking...

Of going vegan.

When I see you smile...

I can face the world. Oh, oooh. You know I can do anything...

...Bad English, anyone?

The Only Cats I Like!

Guess who I'll be rooting for tomorrow?

uummmm...can't figure out how to flip that pic.

Puppy Photos

Came across this picture of me when I was a little pup! I thought it might be your favorite!!

Separated at Birth??

I think I've found my twin. Check it out!

www.cairotheboxer.blogspot.com

Cute!!

Hope you had a great weekend. I pretty much had the best one ever at my favorite friend Sherri's house...just wait until you see the pics!! Yee haw!!

Wanderlust

My yard.

It’s where I spend my days. While you’re sitting at a desk, listening to the never-ending drone of corporate America, I am kicking back in the sun, tossing the Frisbee to myself or running around with a pink watering-can in my teeth.

Yes, a pink watering-can. Don’t judge.

Well, as you can imagine, I yearn for the world outside my gates. The neighbors, their sticky-fingered kids, the rabbits that streak across their yards…

So yesterday, I decided to go exploring. I fiddled with the latch until it swung open…and out I went. Wandering, observing, appreciating. Ok, running around like a chicken with my head cut off, but it was fun.

However, my humans failed to see my reasoning in this and they freaked out when they arrived home and found the gate swinging softly in the breeze. It may have had something to do with the fact that they couldn’t find me right away, but mostly I think they’re just kind of high strung.

As my dad started panicking and talking to neighbors, I moseyed up behind him, just to confirm there was nothing to worry about. I visited the other pups in the hood, peed on some trees, chased some bunnies and now I was back, ready to play with him.

You’d think I’d ditched him for a younger, richer master by the way was falling all over himself, yelling at me and hugging me at the same time. Sheesh. Can’t a boxer dog get a little wanderlust sometimes? Humans.

Oggy the Doggy: The Next Kolell Wide Receiver?

Well...It's College Football time again...and I have acquired a new skill!



If you want to consider me for next year's fantasy draft, go right ahead!

Puppy in Calgary

I HAVE A NEW FRIEND!



well, almost.



His name is Ralph and he's currently living outside of Calgary, AB. But in just a week he is going to go home and live with humans Shawna and Kevin! They're very excited about Ralph coming to live in their house.



I hear they have a hot tub on their deck...and since Ralph is a Portuguese Water Dog, I encourage him to hop in when they're not looking and SWIM and SPLASH!! hee. That's what I would do!! But then I'd probably end up sick because I MUST furiously gulp massive amounts of any water I'm near. Hopefully Ralph is smarter about that stuff than I am.



Here he is:



And here he is again!



Pretty Cute. No Boxer Dog, but pretty cute...especially his little white feet!

I hear he doesn't shed either. I think my mom would like me more if I didn't shed. I'm going to work on that.

Bloggy Break

Hi Friends! HI HI HI!

I know it's been a while since I've been on my bloggy! So Sorry!

I've been VERY sidetracked watching MSNBC! CNN! The DAILY SHOW!! Yee haw! Such a fun time for politics. I decided I better take an interest, since my parents spend SO much time glued to their squawk box.

Oh, and all I have left to say....

Is...

BOXERS FOR BARACK!!!