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


Wednesday, July 7, 2010

The summer heat is here and it brings out creatures great, small and scary

Well its official it is summer, you can say that once we finally have a week that is in the 90's and 100's.


I was out in the evening for my stroll (I don't like going out in the mid part of the day its too hot and my feet don't like it) I was PATROLLING my neighborhood as I do regularly to make sure that  nothing out of the ordinary is taking place without me knowing about it.  I encountered several lizards out basking in the sun on the sidewalk.  I kind of laughed to myself because I too love sunning my buns.  As soon as I got close enough and they heard my medals jingling on my collar they immediately hurried off.  They really don't have anything to worry about from me.  When I first came to live with my family my girl had a leopard gecko.  My mom introduced us and she didn't seem to mind me but I thought she was weird so I left her alone. (that's a sly way of saying I was a little afraid of her)  So the lizards on the walkway really don't have anything to worry about from me... you don't bite me and I won't bite you....


As we were rounding the corner and heading back home my Dad hollered and pointed across the street.  Sure enough there was the beast.  I swear I could see foam coming from its large pointy beak.  Its small evil eye staring at us waiting for us to make any kind of move to provoke its attack.  I knew it was my job to keep my Mom, Dad and Girl safe from this hideous creature.  I immediately started barking and baying at the Rabid Godzilla Chicken.  My dad started calling to it... GOOOOBBBBLLLLEEE..  NNOOOOO I bayed...I  jumped up and pulled at his shorts as if to say SHUT UP!!!!!! we don't need that thing to come over here... don't you understand I am trying to protect you???  I gave my best deep bark along with a little cujo growl.... the monster started trotting  away from us....  I knew I had it on the run and it didn't want to face off with me...  I stood tall with my chest puffed out, my ears and tail standing at attention...My girl bent down and rubbed my head.  She told me that I was brave..  I think that like the boy scouts who get badges when they do something.  I need to get medals for my collar.  Maybe one that has a silhouette of the rabid Godzilla chicken on it with a red line through it.


It is apparent to me that I am going to have to maintain my evening patrols to ensure the Rabid Godzilla Chicken is not on the prowl.


I will keep you posted.... If you have any sightings of this foul beast let me know....


Until later  cheers from the dog with the ears.....


 


 

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