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


Friday, December 18, 2009

For those that don't celebrate traditionally its Festivus....time.....

Hello and good Festivus....


Yes I am a fan of Seinfeld.  One of the funniest episodes was Festivus.  For those of you that are unaware.  Festivus is a non denominational non commercialized way of celebrating the Holiday. During Festivus we have the airing of the grievances.  This is done in a similar fashion as telling what your thankful for around the thanksgiving table at Thanksgiving.  Instead during the Festivus meal which should be meatloaf you tell each person how they have disappointed you over the last year or what things you are unhappy with.  In true Festivus style the day is not over until feats of strength have been performed this means that the head of household is wrestled and pinned to the ground.


The idea of this has always made me laugh...anyone that knows my family knows that our Family Holiday celebrations often have loud bawdy laughter at the dinner table, occasionally food is tossed and there might even be the laughter drink related spray of the person sitting across from you.  This might sound a bit obnoxious but I can tell you when I'm watching my people it looks like fun....  For me it means that stuff will occasionally get dropped on the floor where I get to snuffle it up... yummy yummy for me...


So no matter what you believe, how you celebrate, what I think  the season is about is Family, friends, laughter and memories.  To those that have had a difficult year I wish you much happiness and light in the coming year.


I'm off to my lab to try and think of ways that unwrap the packages under the tree that have my name on them without getting into trouble.


Cheers from the dog with the ears......


 

Posted by WIle E. at 12:30 AM

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