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


Tuesday, May 25, 2010

spca pet fest, dog park opening, and Rabid Godzilla Chickens... oh my....

I've been moving a little slow lately.  I think this weather is really messing with my mojo…  Just when it looks like its going to be sunny and I can break out my very stylish doggles, the clouds roll in and its either windy, chilly and raining or just windy and chilly. (which since I have allergies is no fun at all)
I have been very busy the last few days.  On Saturday I went to two events, the Placer SPCA Pet Fest it was a lot of fun, I made some new friends, saw some old friends tried some new delicious treats. (I need to be careful or I'm going to get fat) My Mom and Girl entered me into the costume contest as my true incarnation as the Aztec King.  Dad seemed pretty happy because I won!  After that we went to the grand opening of the new Hagan dog park in Rancho Cordova.  This park is amazing I am still working on my doggy skills so it was fun to get out, meet new friends and just have a great day with my family.  My girl and I entered the owner/dog look a like contest.  We had on yellow and gray striped shirts, jeans and sun glasses… Guess who won!  The only bad thing is I won a bunch of bath stuff.  Mom was pretty happy she said I will be the best smelling and groomed dog in the area. Me, I'm not so sure about that.  Mom, laughed and said "winner, winner chicken dinner"  I was hoping that meant that as soon as we got home it was chicken dinner for me…. Instead it was "RETURN OF THE RABID GODZILLA CHICKEN"  As my family was driving up the street to our house my girl looked out the window and pointed to the "creature".  After Dad parked the car we immediately started walking down toward where the "creature" had last been seen.  My girl did her best Godzilla Chicken call…ggoooobbblllle, goooobbbbllle,  we didn't see or hear anything, I was on high alert waiting for it to jump from behind the bushes or tree.  It must have heard the medals on my collar and knew that I was on patrol and high tailed it out of the area.  Maybe next time I'll have to go naked for a stealth ninja attack.  As we entered the front door to the house I turned one more time just to make sure that the "RABID GODZILLA CHICKEN" was not lying in wait for us.  No sign of him!  Once I got in the house I relaxed a bit, it had been a very busy day and I was pooped.  To my pleasant and tasty surprise I was a winner winner, because mom made me some chicken for dinner.


So all you RABID GODZILLA CHICKENS out there better watch out, I am on patrol and I will eat you!!! Or at least bark a lot.



Cheers from the dog with the ears…..

Posted by WIle E. at 4:08 AM

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