New From MeeshCO

A friend of the Human Woman, we'll call her "Feather", sent this link to my Human Woman and suggested that since these panties were embedded with caffeine, that they would be perfect for traffic jams, because you could just suck on your panties. 


 I'll pause a moment while you all throw up.

Done? 

As disgusting as that sounds, it is the impetus for the next revolutionary idea straight from MeeshCO!

Yes, its LIVERGREAT PANTS!!!!!!

Why wait for the humans to give you treats when you can just walk right up to them and take a bite.  No more doing stupid tricks for treats, the Livergreat Pants© will free you to go about your business and snack when you want.  Made from only the finest Livergreat, the MeeshCO livergreat pants are guaranteed for freshness and tastiness no matter how long they are worn... and the stinkier the better!

Get your livergreat pants exclusively from MeeshCO, where dogs rule!

Hoo That Funny Human Woman!

Wanna hear something funny?  Oh its a real knee slapper... if dogs had knees... well, we do have knees, its just a bit inconvenient to slap them when we laugh, but I'm sure you'll appreciate this real hoot of a funny story.

Yeah, so remember how I told you that Spineless Bionic hip/knee pup, Sam, was on antibiotics for a personal (sore pee pee) reason?  Yeah, and did I happen to mention that the specific antibiotics he was on is the very same antibiotics that I'm allergic to and make me horka if I have them?  Well, I may have neglected to mention that part, because why on earth would the human woman even bother to give me any of those pills, because they are for Sam and not for me and she knows that they make me horka?

Because the human woman is a moron and the other night while she was distracted with whatever delusional thoughts go on in that head of hers, she prepped us all some tasty livergreat and smooshed the Spineless pill in some livergreat and then gave us all our bits of mooshed livergreat and then said (wait for it, its a side splitter):

Wait a minute... where's Sam's pill?

Yep, that's right, she had no idea WHO she may have fed the livergreat smeared pill to!  Hello SPCA?

So what do you think the odds were that of three livergreat globs given to three dogs that the ONE dog that's allergic to the pill would get it... need a calculator for that one... want a hint?

I'm so freaking clawing her in her sleep.

Meeshka
I want another dinner now!

What Do You Mean I Can't Have That?

So, the Human Man was broken for a week or so.  It was nice that he stayed home with us, but he couldn't move fast enough to get us our cookies when we wanted... and he didn't seem pleased when we jumped on him to persuade him to move faster... go figure.

Just when we were getting back to a normal routine, the Spineless Bionic Hip/Knee pup Sam had an "issue" and had to go to the vet.  He's all embarrassed and doesn't want me to say what was wrong with him (he had pee pee issues), so I'll respect his privacy.

Here is Sam trying to escape after the VET got WAAAAY too familiar with him... he's very shy and embarrasses easily.

Turns out (for a change) that there's nothing expensive wrong with him, he's just got to take some antibiotics for a while and hopefully that'll sort things out.  This is the best possible news for us because whenever Sam needs pills, that means one thing:

Oh yeah, its LIVERGREAT!!!!!

The human woman stocked up on livergreat and now we all get some whenever Sam gets his pills (morning and night).  I tried to change his pill label to read "every hour" but the pen smudged and I was thwarted.

Anyhoo, the other morning we had lined all up for our livergreat treat: one for me, one for Mutatoe, and one for Sam... but Sam's has the icky pill in it.  Imagine my surprise when Sam's glob of livergreat literally fell right out of his mouth and right near my feet!  What's a husky to do?  I mean, seriously, who would pass that up?

Apparently the human woman wasn't too keen about me getting a Sam pill and totally freaked out:

Yep, she totally shoved half her arm in my mouth and before I could swallow, snatched that glob of livergreat and pill right out of my throat!  It all happened so quickly there wasn't a thing I could do (and note to Human Woman... seriously... trim those nails a bit).

To make up for such an intrusion, and to her credit, the Human Woman gave me another blob of livergreat, probably to thank me for not taking off half of her arm.  The only thing that saved her from a later clawing was the fluffy snow we got.

Meeshka

Happy Woo Year

Just wanted to stop by and wish all of my royal subjects a very Happy Woo Year. 
 

 

May your Woo Year be filled with love and livergreat!

Meeshka

Thank you, and miscellaneous other things

Thank you one and all for the wonderful birthday greetings. As Copper mentioned, I am indeed 8 years young, as fluffy as ever.

For my birthday I received a wonderful new palatial crate with fleecy sleeping mat so I am no longer cramped with my fluff hanging out of the sides. I can sprawl in queenly comfort and nosh on my kong bone treats in style. Of course, the Mutatoe also got a palatial crate because his ample ass was hanging out of his crate, and Sam got one weeks ago, so I hardly think that my birthday present was unique to my birthday, and that irks me to some extent, but hey, its something.

I have also been remiss in accepted awards and sundry other bribes bestowed upon me, therefore as your Queen, I am now declaring that if I see a nice award on somepuppy's blog... I'll just take it. I am a husky and what is mine is mine, and therefore if I want it, I'll just take it, rip it to shreds, perhaps eat it, poop it out later, and then roll in it. I am husky!

Speaking of "better late than never", Skyboy has found that he is of Kingly heritage, or at least his human man is, and he has created his own royal court and has declared me as Queen. I must say that Skyboy knows how to suck up, and might even be afraid of the claw, but I am honored at this declaration and have placed the King Skyboy's Royal Court thing among some of the proudest achievements on my blog. You can't have it unless he declares you a part of his royal kingdom, so don't even think about stealing that!

I must say that having kingly roots is very cool. I've been able to trace back the humans' roots somewhat and have found the following:

Grandma human woman has no clue who her real father is, therefore we're pretty convinced that human woman hails from dysfunctional half wits until someone can prove differently. The late Grandpa human woman man's father ran away from home, changed his name, lied about his age to get into the Navy, and therefore we're pretty sure that this line also came from gypsies or con artists with a patriotic binge.

Grandpa Human man's family were carny folk (little hands, smell like cabbage), and the history shows that they all died under strange circumstances such as horse stealing, or shingles (which turns out to be a kind of torture where the accused is cut into thin slices and used as roofing materials). Grandma Human man's family is somewhat of a mystery and is believed to have been planted by aliens in the early 1800's.

Ok, I think I've caught up on the weekly happenings, so I'm off to nap on a vent.

Meeshka

Brilliant!

Finally the humans are thinking right!

For years they've gone around slathered in musk, which (if you didn't know) is from a gland in the Musk Ox that is situated between its stomach and genitals. I mean, come on, the humans complain about squeezing our anal glands when they should be rejoicing in the free "scent" they've been paying a gazillion bucks to wear and attract females. Seriously, I don't know who the marketing genius for Musk Ox is, but anyone that can convince a human to buy a scent that only attracts a female musk ox is brilliant. I'm guessing this marketing genius is the same human that came up with "Flame".

Yes, Burger King has released the "scent" of a flamed broiled Whopper, because hey, all of those fast food workers are so irresistible to the opposite sex that they have very little private time off of their shift to do anything but do the "cha-cha". Nothing says "oodles of money" like someone that smells like a hamburger. Its the smell of success. Its the smell of the new sexy, I mean, come on, one look at this video and you know you humans want to run out and buy a vat of the stuff, there's nothing totally creepy about this at all:

Come one, even I'm weirded out by this thing!

But hey, whatever! I'm all for it actually. Its much better to smell than those frou frou perfumey icky things that get sprayed, rubbed, slathered, and moussed onto a human. The only "good" I see coming from this is:
I'm holding out for the livergreat spray!

Meeshka

Support a Great Cause: finding pets loving homes

As your Queen it is up to me to make sure that we have plenty of HULA operatives to carry out our plans to take over the world. We cannot do this with captives locked behind bars. It is our duty to free as many of our dog (and cat) operatives so they can train their humans and prepare them for the day they will do our bidding.

Our operatives inside the Iams corporation have convinced their marketing people to start a drive to save 1 million pets this holiday season. Just think of it, 1 MILLION HULA operatives! We must spread the word of this great thing and make sure that everypup, kitty, and yes, even rabbits and whatever else happens to be in a horrible, cold, lonely, icky shelter finds a warm, loving, and plentiful food (and livergreat) home.

Spread the word! If you have a blog, tell others about this, e-mail me at: meeshkaworld@gmail.com and I'll send you the code to make the nifty thing on your sidebar!

I have it on good authority that if they adopt out 1 million pets, the wonderful Iams company will start making food of livergreat, so lets get out there and tell the human world to adopt from a shelter or rescue!

Meeshka
I COMMAND YOU!

Odds and Ends

The human woman has spent an awful lot of time outside without us, letting us out, we sniff, nothing new, wonder what she's doing? She did shriek earlier when we got too close to the railing thing, and she mentioned something about stain, but I'm pretty sure that Sam and Loki didn't go anywhere near it, so I don't know how it got stained.

She also seems to have cleaned up that entry way out back, there are none of the good smells or bugs there anymore. She always seems to "fix" things that don't need to be fixed. Tasty bugs and smells should be left alone, if you ask my opinion (which apparently she never does).

Since she's been outside getting all sweaty, I've taken advantage of the unguarded powerbook and put some more cool things up on my cafe press site. One of them everypup should have, and that's the new livergreat design. You should make your humans wear it on a shirt so they never forget to buy you some.

I also put a cartoon up there, I'll be adding more stuff with my fluff soon, so keep checking.

Oh, I almost forgot, for some reason Spineless Bionic Hip Pup Sam wanted me to say hi to Frankie, and he says that he thinks you are cute. Oh brother.

Meeshka

Livergreat Plans

Its All About Butts

What is it with this house where its always about butts around here?

The humans caught Spineless Bionic Hip puppy Sammy licking his butt again the other night and found he had a sore in the same spot as he did last time. Off they took him into the bathroom where they licked his butt for him with a gauze pad and put a cream on it. Today he got to take a ride in the truck (which he gloated about for hours when he got home), and there a strange vet woman licked his butt with a gauze pad and brown stuff called betadyne and then gave the humans some pills for him to take. The only good news to this is LIVERGREAT FOR EVERYONE!

Apparently SBHP (spineless Bionic Hip Puppy) has an infected anal gland. Geesh, it its not the mutatoe with that, its him. I have no idea why they keep getting these issues, as my own po-po is squeeky clean and functioning properly.

Of course, the human woman didn't immediately go to the store for livergreat, we have to wait until she "finds the time" tomorrow after work to get our tasty treat. Tonight she gave us all bread, and tried to hide the pills for Sam in the bread. He's too smart and managed to eat the bread and ptooey the pill onto the floor. None of us wanted the nasty pill, so we just left it there. She finally had to shove them down his throat when he kept ptooing the pill on the floor and eating the bread. I'm sure once we have livergreat, he'll be more cooperative.

Here's me attacking the human woman in bed:

Meeshka
(livergreat, LIVERGREAT!)