Stop and Smell the Weeds

What an absolutely BORING day!

There were no politicians waving at the Intersection of Doom, nothing exciting happened, just the normal, crate, kong, nap, lunch, crate, kong, nap, dinner routine.

Sigh. I decided to sniff this weed. That's all that's left of the nice grass that was growing, which proves to the humans (or should) that we are not the cause of the grass demise... they just suck at growing grass during a water restriction. hehe, that'll show em.

Sam and I chased the mutant pawed gimpy Loki around the yard and then he squeeked because he's a weenie and the human woman got mad at us for playing too rough with him. Well, we can't help it if he's always the prey! The prey must squeek before we let it up.

Even the news was boring today. An actor went into rehab... that's news? It would be easier to post which actors weren't in rehab, therapy, etc.

Some pipeline in Alaska has a hole in it, so humans won't be able to afford gas in their big cars. I'm not saying anything, but even if they do come out and say that the hole in the big pipe in Alaska looks supiciously like claw marks... I have an alibi. It has nothing to do with my push to ban cars and only allow humans to ride scooters.

Sorry to be so boring, but I had a boring day.

Meeshka
(bored)

Anti-Storm Clothing

Thoughtful Denali sent me an e-mail with a link to a new product that is suppose to calm us during storms: The Storm Defender Cape

According to the Web site: "The cape has a special metallic lining that discharges a dog's fur and shields him from the static charge buildup reducing his sensitivity to the charge."

I won't even point out the "him" and "his" reference... ok, I just did. I guess it only works for male dogs?

A.) Would a human walk around wearing a metallic cape in the middle of a lightening storm? I think not.

B.) That's even more grotesque looking than the shirt.

Upon further research, this guy is charging like $60 human bucks for this ugly, lightening attractant piece of dog clothing! Holy crap, I'm in the wrong business! I'm sure humans fall for this all the time, therefore, I've been busy in my lab working, and have come up with:

The WunderThunder Cloaking Robe from MeeshkCo!
Created from a space age polymer fabric similar to plastic but not really, this patent pending anti-storm doggie robe will shield and comfort even the most frantic storm frightened dog.

Not only stylish, but it also comes with a form fitting tie so it sits fashionable on the body, and even gives a trimming effect.

This is Loki, modeling the WunderThunder Cloaking Robe.

See how beautifully it fits, and one size does fit all, thanks to the adjustable strap in the back.

Some humans may claim that its simply a kitchen garbage bag with holes cut in it, but don't let them fool you, only the best polymer worms were used in the knitting of this futuristic (and secret) fabric.

Ride that storm out with ease in this stylish and form fitting outfit!

The WunderThunder Cloaking Robe is only available through MeeshkCo productions, so have your human mail a check for a mere $30 to me, and we'll have our express shippers send one right out to you. No more storm worries with the WunderThunder Cloaking Robe!


Meeshka
(make your checks out to me for your very special WunderThunder Cloaking Robe)

What's Wrong With This Picture Again

I'm sure you're asking yourself... Meeshka... why are you wearing a shirt?

I'm glad you asked. Because somebody by the name of Karen said that during a storm I wouldn't claw the human woman if she put a shirt on me. So here I am... wearing a shirt.

I think you can tell by the look on my face that I'm just waiting for her to put the camera down so that there are no pictures of her untimely and bloody death.

Was I calmer during the thunderstorm, well yeah, because I'M WEARING A STUPID SHIRT! How can anyone take me seriously when I'm wearing a shirt? How can I possibly claw when I'm wearing a shirt. I just thank heavens that she didn't get all funny and put the stupid blue sleepy pants on me, although I'm sure she did think of it, because she had this little grin on her face.

Speaking of stupid humans

Apparently there's some guy named "Tiger" that is running for office. What better way to get the word out about your campaign than dressing up one of your flunkies in a tiger costume when its 900 degrees out, and stand on a corner that is nicknamed "the Intersection of Doom" because someone dies in a car wreck there every day (practically). That certainly helps the traffic problem on that corner. If the human woman hadn't had her camera, I wouldn't have believed it either.


Lastly... stupid human quote of the day: "For us, he cannot be the Tour de France winner anymore," Tour de France director Christian Prudhomme told Reuters from his holiday residence. "Technically we cannot say he has lost his title but he has soiled the yellow jersey."

Euuuw, I hope somebody rubbed his nose in it! I thought humans didn't do that sort of thing, and yet here it is in the news that some guy soiled his yellow jersey. If its yellow... I wonder how they could tell.

Meeshka
(still in the shirt, hello, storm is over, get the shirt off me)

Blogathon Sponsors!

Ok, according to the blogathon forum, its ok for me to give out the payment instructions, since they are apparently still having issues getting the e-mails out (they're getting a new ISP, so hopefully next year will go smoother).

You can either pay by check:
Harnessed to Hope Northern Breed Rescue
P.O. Box 21202
Philadelphia, PA 19114-0702

or go here to pay by paypal:
Use Paypal


There's a paypal button, just click it and then put in a comment that you are a blogathon sponsor.

Phone: (866) 65-RESCUE (if you have any questions, press 0 and leave a message)

Thank you for your patience, and I hope everyone had fun. Look forward to doing it again next year!

Meeshka
(woofwoof, you can still go after the chickens in you want)

Loki is a big dork

I just felt like saying that, it really has nothing to do with my post for tonight, but felt it needed to be said.

Ok, so he is a big dork, actually a tiny little dork with a mutant paw, and he keeps trying to "show" me that he's the boss, so I constantly have to slam his head into the floor, and yet, he just doesn't get it.

We had yet another exciting day of napping today. Its a lot cooler than it was, but still too hot for my fluffiness to be out for any amount of time. The human woman let us go out on the deck today, and then made this huge deal about Sam coming up the stairs. Sam has developed some sort of fear about climbing up the deck steps, so since he made it up today, you'd think he developed the cure for rabies or something.

Ok, so maybe the topic of today's blog entry is "the neurotic morons I live with, including the humans". Case in point: human woman (1 guess at what she's wearing right now... yep, blue sleepy pants) human woman lets us in last night and a moth came in with us. Big, tasty moth, which we weren't allowed to try and catch. No, the human woman stood there with a fly swatter and batted at the moth as it circled around the lightbulb. We just stared at her. She never hit it. Gave up. Went to bed.

The human man actually expects us to get out of his way when we were clearly laying in the kitchen in front of everything he needed to get into way before he needed to get into it. Then he gets mad when we stand up... of course, we usually stand up when he's trying to step over us, but that's not the point. You tell us to get out of the way, then get mad when we do. What gives?

Did a little bed riccochet tonight, then a little nap, pretty soon it'll be bed time. I'm kinda hungry. The whole "feed us at 4:30 instead of 6pm" bug the human woman until she gave up is backfiring, as I'm a bit hungry right now. I doubt that any amount of clawing will get me another dinner, but its worth a shot.

On a last note: we wish Susan Butcher a glorious sled ride across the Rainbow Bridge to be with her beloved ones, and to wait those that have yet to cross.

Live your dreams now, for tomorrow they may turn to regrets.

Meeshka
(feeling very zen and fluffy tonight)

The Human Man Yelled At Me

If you're going to leave tasty kleenex on your desk, then eat it, just don't leave it there and taunt me. Its also my right to take the tasty kleenex that you don't eat, so I have no idea why the human man yelled at me. So I bumped into a few of his computer gadgets while liberating the tasty kleenex, but he shouldn't be putting that on the table near the tasty kleenex!

Sigh.

Its WAY cooler today than it has been in a long time. I actually ventured out into the yard to sniff around, but all of the tasty grass is very dry and untasty now. Since I was out in the yard, the human woman felt compelled to "chase" me around the yard, which meant that the gimpy mutant pawed geek Loki thought it was ok to chase me too. I set him straight.

Even though it is cooler, we came inside and riccocheted on the bed a few times, of course I won queen of the bed, but who is counting. The humans grilled on the deck WITHOUT US, because the grill is hot and we may hurt ourselves. This coming from the human woman that leaned on a hot stove the other day. Nice!

She's been bragging about something called "a washer and dryer". As far as I know, they already have those, but apparently these are "new" and will be delivered Thursday. Any guesses on the chance we'll have to sniff the delivery men? Yeah, I thought so. She goes and buys herself all those cool new toys and yet not one squeeky toy in the house. Oh sure, we fight over them, but that's part of the fun, except for that trip to the vet to have an ear put back on.

Humans have no sense of humor.

Meeshka
(she plucked my fluff outside too)

Update on Sponsor Instruction e-mails

Ok, the humans at Blogathon central just responded, and here is what is happening:

they started sending out all of the e-mails, and then their ISP said "hey, that's a lot of e-mails, I bet they're spammers!" and their ISP cut off their e-mail capability.

When the human woman read that to me, she muttered something about "1984", which as I recall is a very tasty and shreddable book she had at one time.

Sooo, the blogathon central people are trying to get that mess cleared up, and explains why some sponsors have gotten their e-mails and others haven't. They are looking into another ISP for next year.

Sorry Woofwoof, but it isn't the great chicken sanctuary conspiracy like you thought.

Meeshka
(free internet to all dogs when I rule the world)

Blogathon Sponsors

I have written the pesky humans at Blogathon to find out what is up with the sponsor instruction e-mails.

I've heard from humans that had sponsored other bloggers (the nerve of them) that they have received their instructions, but apparently none of my wonderful and faithful readers have received theirs... I'm very fluffy over this.

I will let everyone know what is going on and will report back as soon as I hear from blogathon central.

Please be patient. As this is my first foray into the event, I really have no idea what is going on either, but the human woman assures me that everything will be ok. But how do I trust someone that wears the same blue sleepy pants every day?

sigh

Meeshka
(we don't tolerate lollygagging e-mails)

Meeshka's World Blogathon Raffle Winners!

I wanted to again thank everyone for sponsoring me on Blogathon 2006.

As mentioned in the Blogathon, the wonderfully kind President of Harnessed to Hope Northern Breed Rescue donated two prizes to be raffled off:

The "Pretty Sled Dogs, the Movie" DVD










And the really cool husky purse (be all the envy of your friends)









Here is the human woman mixing up the tickets for the first drawing, please note, she's wearing those nasty blue sleepy pants.









Here I am, trying to look at the names so I can pick our my friend Indy's name









Here I am just grabbing whatever I can reach, since the human woman folded them all up and I couldn't read the names. She's tricky like that.










And the winner of the really cool husky purse is:









CAROLINA JOHNSON! congratulations Carolina, I'll be sending you an e-mail to get your mailing address so the HTHNBR President can mail you your prize!

Ok, now for the really cool DVD (which is better than a purse, since the purse isn't big enough to hold a husky)

Here I am hoping that the second round drawing was actually written on kleenex, or that she's added something tasty to the paper.










Picking out the winner of the DVD.....










And the winner is.... BABETH RAIBLE!!!!!









Congratulations Babeth, I'll be e-mailing you for your address so we can send you the "Pretty Sled Dogs, the movie" DVD!

After all of that hard work, I got to eat the rest of the raffle entries!


Congratulations Carolina and Babeth and to everyone who sponsored me, thank you so much for helping me have a wonderful time and spreading the word about Husky world domination.

Meeshka

Attention Blogathon Sponsors

The coordinators of Blogathon 2006 has just closed sponsorship.
You will be receiving instructions via e-mail on how to submit your donation (and thank you all who donated).
If you do not receive your instructions within a day or two, please let me know.

Meeshka

Barney, honorary Husky

During my blogathon recuperation, I happened to be cruising the human news sites and came upon this article: Dog goes berserk, destroys Elvis' teddy bear

This is stupid on so many levels, I don't know if I can cover them all, but I'll give it a shot.

1.) I'll never understand this human compulsion to save old things, try to keep them in pristine condition, lay a huge price tag on them, and then mourn their loss even though it was never used or appreciated for what it actually is. Stuffed toys are for FUN. They should be used, abused, and played with. They should be valued for what they are, used for what they are meant for, and remembered for the fun they gave you in the time that they "lived" (in my case, a stuffed toy has a life of approximately 3 seconds, but wow, what a fun 3 seconds).

2.) Using a guard dog to guard stuffed animals. This is almost as stupid as having a cat guard an aviary, and then being shocked when you come in and find mounds of feathers, dead budgies, and one very happy, well fed, and tired cat. Would humans allow a human alcoholic to guard a distillery? Probably not, but apparently they thought nothing of locking this poor, bored puppy in with a whole slew of stuffed animals... taunting him, laughing at him... its a wonder any of them survived. Why is this a shock and news to everyone that this poor guard dog had a ball in a stuffed animal museum? What moron thought this would be a good idea? Hey, lets get a dog to guard stuffed animals, because dogs certainly don't enjoy ripping stuffed animals to shreds!

I'm sure there will be outrage over this "incident" and I hope that Barney will not meet a cruel end as retribution for tearing apart "priceless" stuffed animals. Instead of sticking those things in a museum, how about giving them to poor children or animals so they have something to play with. How about those people, instead of paying money to go in and see some stuffed animal that some guy that made some records had as a kid, take that money and buy a kid or dog a teddy bear.

In Huskyworld, you certainly won't see the Museum of Foods Dropped on the Floor by Humans. Heck no, because we dogs know how to appreciate things as they happen, so there won't be much to display at that museum... but we will talk and revel in our dog blogs about the steak that didn't get away.

Meeshka
(live in the now humans, cuz there may be no tomorrow)