Something about Me

Hello people,

My name is Wile E. Super Genius

I am currently in my laboratory thinking of ways to besmirch the dastardly Orange Cat that torments me everyday on my outings. I wish I could say that I could turn the other cheek when it comes the orange hairball but if I did I might end up looking like I had a run in with Freddy Krueger. I will tell you a little about myself. When I was a young pup I had a rough life. The people who owned me…yes, I said owned me…didn’t treat me very well. I was often kicked and hit. As I was tied up in the back yard being soaked by a March downpour I finally made my escape by desperately chewing through the harness that held me captive. I was free!!!! Alone on the streets, hungry, and hurt, but free!
Soon the Dog cops caught me and I was held at the “Pound”. It wasn’t as bad as where I was before: I had food, water and a roof over my head. I had three roommates that were very pushy and always stealing all the food, but I guess it could have been worse. My time at the pound was growing short. Everyday people would walk through the halls looking at us and trying to decide if we would go home with them. I waited for my turn, but it didn’t seem like it was going to come. One sunny day, a girl with long flowing brown hair walked up to my cage. She bent down and called to the little black whiney guy laying behind me. He looked up but never came to her. I walked up and placed my paw through the cage to get her attention. I also gave her my best booboo lip. She looked at me and said something to the big lady with her, then walked off. My heart sank into my tail.
Several days passed, and it was looking bleak. Several people came to my cage, and the girl and the big lady came too, but they were looking at the black dog, not me. It didn’t look like I was ever going to get probation. An older gentleman reached down and picked up the little black dog and cuddled him tight. Well, at least I got rid of a roommate. The girl sat down in front of my cage and took a tennis ball out of her pocket. She put it near me to see what my reaction would be (she didn’t know that next to cow and chicken the tennis ball is one of my favorite things). I didn’t know it at the time, but the girl and big lady were in the process of springing me out. I had to have surgery and a microchip before I could leave, but once that was all done the Big Lady came back, scooped me up in a blanket, put me in a warm dog crate, and took me to a new home.

My new home is amazing. I have my own bed with a fuzzy blanket (we refer to it as a woobie). I have tons of toys, food, treats, cookies, but most importantly a family who loves me. I have a girl, a mom and a dad. While my plan for world domination is ongoing, at least I can do it in comfort with the love and support of my new family


Monday, November 16, 2009

Lucky for me practice makes perfect....

Tis almost the season for one of my favorite foods....YES TURKEY!!!!


As many of you may know I am not a big fan of birds... I find them a nuisance... and the bigger ones scare me a little.  I think they look at me like a suckling pig.  That being said what a better revenge to have then to get to enjoy some turkey...


My dad is a supreme cook and lucky for me likes turkey as much as I do.  He will cook four or five turkeys in a two month period.  Some of you might think that this is too much turkey... To you I say HOGWASH... there is no such thing as too much turkey.


Tonight my Dad cooked a big fat juicy bird... and tonight for dinner we all had Turkey...  The smell of the bird cooking nearly made me crazy.  My mouth watered just thinking about those yummy pieces of turkey that would fill my growling tummy.


I am a bit spoiled.. I admit it.  My family is wonderful.  My dad saw my pitiful boo boo lip when he was sitting down to eat dinner and got up and sliced a couple of pieces of breast meat for me.  He put it in a bowl and sat it in front of me...  As embarrassing as it is to admit I did do a little "Turkey, Turkey" dance...  The turkey tasted better than it smelled.  I think we all may have eaten a little bit more than we should have... Now I'm laying on the sofa in a turkey coma....


Life is sweet! A warm sweater, a soft blanket, a tummy full of turkey and my monkey... Are you Jealous yet????


Until Later,


Cheers from the dog with the ears!!

Posted by WIle E. at 12:00 PM

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