Tuesday, March 31, 2009


The human woman is trying to quit smoking again. Had I known that I wouldn’t have clawed her earlier, which is why she’s wearing two neon bright smiley face bandaids on her arm (because that’s all they had) and now she’s glaring at me with her new hairdo.

I’ll post a picture of the new hairdo as soon as she stops keening, rocking back and forth and muttering something about Commit tastes like ass. Seriously, I really have no idea what she’s talking about this time, but her breath does smell a bit like the Mutatoe’s butt.


Saturday, March 28, 2009

New HULA Member: Ari

Yes I know, two blog posts in one day, but I was so enchanted with Ari's story (as told by her human) that I couldn't wait another day to reward such a clever pup for such a clever deed. Although Ari's accomplishment doesn't meet ALL of the HULA standards, there are some deeds (like sitting on pork chops) that deserve recognition and I know that the new member will continue to delight me in their mission to drive their human insane.

So it is with great pleasure that I pronounce Ari a member of the HULA Hoop for this very creative way of causing chaos and mayhem.

Please visit Ari's blog for the sad tale of the soup.


Award Time

Yep, this time I didn't even have to steal it (all of them belong to me anyway, as I am the queen of the entire world), its nice the Huffle Mawson (honorary husky and actual HULA Hoop member) honored me with it, so here it is along with the rules:

The rules for the award say I have to post the award on my blog, add the link to the award, then:

1. Pass it on to furries that do the hidey.

2. Share it with woofies that are good friends & protect us all.

So, with that said and since I'm in the middle of a nap, if you like the award and you qualify, go for it, you all deserve it as well if you are reading my blog.


Tuesday, March 24, 2009

State of the Husky World

I can't say that I'm too pleased with what is going on with the United States recently. I have assigned Spineless Bionic Hip Puppy Sam as my Press Secretary and have given him my twitter account to report on the state of the state of the states. I was spending too much time tapping my statuses on the iPhone, and frankly it was cutting into my naps and eating. He will be following the press conference tonight, so follow SamEwinks on twitter.

In regard to the decisions made by that guy that was elected to run the U.S. until the inevitable take over of the world by Huskies, I have to say its a mixed bag.

I was happy to see that more and more humans were losing their jobs and being forced to stay home and wait hand and foot on their pets, but that optimism turned to feety feet stomping anger when the stupid unemployed humans refused to give up on their belongings and instead starting shoving their pets into shelters.

I was once again buoyed with hope when POTUS announced that his new house was so big that he would take in all of the homeless pets... which turned out to be only ONE dog. Harmph, there's plenty of room in that big house for more than one dog.

Recently in the news I saw them digging up their lawn. They didn't even do a good job of that, if they had more dogs, that would have been a much nicer hole.

I'm also upset that there are no dogs in the Congress. I'm sorry to report that the weasel faction has taken over a majority of the House of Representatives. Since weasels are a close relative of the squirrel (ok, I have no idea if they are related or not, but they are furry, snarky, and have long tails therefore they must be related) I am calling on all of you to do what you can to get al of the weasels out of office and make sure some dogs are installed there to get this nation back on track and flowing with unlimited livergreat.

Lastly, I give you a picture of Timothy "Turbo Tax" Geithner without his clothes on.

Monday, March 16, 2009

Stupid Fight

This weekend things were going to well. Its been so boring around here lately, even though we've trained the human woman to toss a squeeky toy to us out in the yard (one at a time though, since every squeeky toy is MINE). Its been rainy and I guess squeeky toys melt in the rain, although I think its actually the human woman that melts in the rain, whatever, we haven't been getting enough exercise and excitement, so what bette way to get the blood flowing than with a good ol stupid fight.

We started out in the yard like normal, but then Sam decided he wanted a little drama, so he started in with harassing the Mutatoe. Mutatoe didn't like that, so let the fun begin. I stayed off to the side with a bowl of popcorn and watched the fun (better than HBO) as Mutatoe and Spineless Bionic Hip pup had a knock out, drag out stupid fight with tufts of hair flying, screaming (by the human woman) and even a surprise guest appearance by the human man who in his rush to get out to stop the stupid fight put his shorts on inside out.

Oh, it was so amusing and entertaining!

Nobody was really hurt during the stupid fight (except for a small nick on Sam's ear that bled a lot and freaked out the humans), and after sufficient screaming, they stopped and went back inside and took a nap together.

Humans... so dramatic.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

New HULA Member: Maya Boo Boo

Seriously, if ever a HULA award should be given, its in this case. THIS is what I'm talking about; the total lack of regard for human "authority" if ever there was.

There's nothing more that I can say about this new HULA member that can't be read about on her blog... so go there... go there now.... learn.... then go do something THIS amazing!

Maya Boo Boo... ultimate HULA member

Sunday, March 08, 2009

Food Preparation

If your house is like my house (I'm guessing its probably less hairy, dirty, and smells better because my human woman is lazy), then you eat before the humans.

Yes, I've read and heard all of those dog "trainer" types that think that humans should eat before dogs because that shows us dogs who is boss and that humans are more intelligent than we are. Regardless of when they feed us, have they not yet figured out that we lay around and do nothing while they wait on us hand and foot... yeah, who is the more intelligent species?

Anyhoo, I digress... in my house we eat first (damn straight), and then the human woman fixes the human food, which always requires cooking and stirring and ingredients that only sometimes come out of a can, and actual cooking on the stove.

Once again, this is where we use our canine skills of logic and reasoning to determine that if we are sprawled into a big fluffy obstacle course, the chances of food spilling are greater. The chances of human woman dumping boiling pot of water on herself, dancing wildly and making a high pitched hooting noise are also great, so there you have dinner and entertainment.

Below is a demonstration of the proper sprawl technique for a human cooking obstacle course. Study it. Learn it... do it and you shall be rewarded.