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, September 7, 2011

Could I be a water dog??? I think.....Maybe?

So this past weekend I went with My Mom and Dad down to visit my Girl at school and to bring her car home.  It was the first time that I had been in the car for more than an hour.  We stopped several times so that Dad and I could stretch our legs and make a "pit stop"  Once we got to my Girls school mom stuck me in a bag so girl wouldn't see me, Mom sat the bag on the bed and told girl to open it up and get the stuff out... TaDA out I popped.  Now I didn't realize how much I missed my girl until that very moment. I think I almost wagged my tail off. Once we were done at school we decided to head down to the Wharf. Several people stopped and said hello, then it happened..  I thought I was going to have an anxiety attack Mom held me in her arms as we strolled toward the largest amount of water I have ever seen in my entire life...What on earth was she thinking...Me.Water. NO! as we got down to the surf line she set me down the wet sand felt weird beneath my paws.  I've never felt anything like it.  As I started to stroll along side my family this large bucket neck pterodactyl looking thing swooped down.. Man if you thought Godzilla Chickens were bad... they have nothing of these.  these things could swallow you in one gulp.  I put on a brave face and puffed my chest out and barked and acted like a ferocious freak. The Pterodactyl (which I have since learned is a Pelican) flew off.  Job done...Satisfaction 100%  We continued our walk down they beach where I chased some kelp and barked at Dad for going too deep into the water.  I thought this isn't as bad as I thought it would be... no sooner had the thoughts passed my ears... when a wave came breaking in and I was for all intense and purpose... swimming... I have very little insulation, or fur on my tummy.  The water was frigid and at that point.. I decided.. I was ready to go home.  Mom picked me up cuddled me close and carried me back to trail. we took a beautiful stroll back to the car and I couldn't be happier to find a towel, my girl and a cuddle waiting for me in the back seat.  Could I be a water dog... Maybe in warm tropical water I might consider it.. otherwise I need a Wile E. wetsuit.
Posted by WIle E. at 9:40 PM

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