Sibes of Anarchy

A short update

2008-10-25T16:24:00.010-04:00

Finally we got the momster to do some much needed maintenance on our blog. She's not done yet, but at least now it's in progress. Like, she finally added Siris to the sidebar. It's about darn time, he's only been here 4 months now, geeeez!

Also if you look on our sidebar, you'll see some cool logos under the heading "small businesses we support". These are some really brilliant and talented husky mom's that are making their creations available for purchase. So if you're in the market for something unique, personalized, or delectable, please pay them a visit. Just click on the logo to visit their site.

Just some examples: the AO4 mom makes the most wonderful bags, she has several different styles, and is happy to accomodate your request for colors or themes. And you'll be able to tell everyone you have a KZK original! Here's a pic of Chili checking out the cool wolfie Ram-a-Lamb she made for our mom:

And for wonderful treats to delight your tongue and tummy, you really must visit Missy, MayaMarie & Bella's mom at the Happy Hearts site. Everypuppy who tries her cookies dance with joy, and will do just about anything for more! Here's a pic of Bama trying to wait patiently for mom to get the bag open.

Oh pups, I promise you, they are SO GOOD! You'll be able to smell the deliciousness as soon as your human brings the box through the door!

Then there are the clocks that Bama's boyfriends mom makes. She made us a really cool one for our sunroom, with a picture of all of us on it! You can send her your own picture, or choose one of the designs on her DNSBARTS Clock site. Lisa the Mean over at the D'Azul site has Summerwinds products available to keep you looking your very best, and Star & Jack's mom designs greeting cards. So if you're looking for some truly unique gift ideas, and want to support these blogging moms, please go visit their sites and check out what they have to offer.

Christmas is right around the corner, so you might find some great gifts and stocking stuffers!

We'll be back very soon. As soon as she finishes getting up the links to our friends sites, she's promised us to update and acknowledge the awards we've received since we've been awol. She's also promised us to try to update the look of our page, if she can figure out how to do it.

X-Rated

2008-09-02T23:30:00.007-04:00

We know, we've promised that lots of other stuff would be on our next post, and actually our humom has taken our dictation for the post, she's just been really lazy about shaking the related pictures out of the camera. Something about having to deal with tropical storms and hurricane threats, and trying to herd 5 huskies on her own with dad out of town. We don't really see the problem, we are perfectly behaved angels who don't need to be herded anywhere!

But it just came to our attention that today is the official huzzie and studmuffin day. I believe our queen, Meeshka, will be posting links to all the x-rated photos during her blog of 100 posts, so you can click on her name to go see all the other husky porno pics. Please be cautious though, some employers frown on their employees looking at porn at work, so if you have the sicko kind of humans that enjoy husky porn, please warn them not to get fired. That could cut into your treat and toy budgets, and THAT would be a travesty! Without further ado, we present The River Hill Pack in all our nekkid glory!

Chili in all his glory

Cracker showing off his stuff

Immodest MikkiWell, it seems that either our humans aren't as perverse and twisted as somepups humans out there, or some members of the RHP are more modest than others, mom says she's looked at the hundreds of pics taken of us, but can't find a single porn shot of Bama or Siris. Ok, Siris hasn't been here that long, and it seems he's somewhat shy about showing his stuff, but I know I've seen Bama posing a time or 100, I guess the bipeds just weren't paying attention.

Now, go visit Queen Meeshka's blog to see links to all the other pups participating in this illustrious effort to help her raise money for husky rescue, and while you're there make sure to steal your humans plastic and pledge a donation.

Bye fur now,

Mikki

We need an intervention

2008-07-12T04:24:00.002-04:00

HELP!!

Our mom has a terrible addiction, and dad and all her friends are enablers. It's time for an intervention. We need a recommendation for a good rehab center, or program we can get her into, her excesses are really getting out of paw. If she keeps this up we're going to have to buy a bigger house.

She's a Huskaholic. It's sad but true. We told you about Osiris coming to stay with us until he could find a ride to his new home. Well.....about a week after he got here, she and dad were talking about how he fit right in, and how much dad loves him because he likes to cuddle with dad in bed, and she saw her chance, and pounced! Next thing we knew, she was talking to that nice Heather lady on the phone for two whole hours! They agreed that they were having a lot of trouble finding him a ride, and that Heather might be able to help another nice pup in a shelter closer to her if he's not there, how much she and dad love him and want him to stay, and all of the sudden, we're a pack of FIVE! Nobody asked ME if I wanted another brother!!

We can't give any details right now, she doesn't want to jinx it and nothing is even close to decided, but she was already working on a possible 5th addition before he got here, so if that turns out the way she hopes, we could end up being a 6-pack! When she mentioned that to dad, he said "Greatttt....then you'll start talking 12-pack, 18-pack & case!"

So....long story short, his name has been shortened to Siris, and he's here to stay. It wouldn't be so bad, but he took my spot in bed with dad. I refuse to share the bed, so I've been sleeping in the family room on the love seat. The only good thing I can see about having to share my dad time is that he keeps the Bamonster really busy playing all the time, and she doesn't have nearly as much time to chew on me anymore. That has been a blessing, as I've been her favorite chew toy for over a year. He's also the only one that can roll her over and hold her down while he chews on her, so it's kind of nice to see her getting what she's been dishing out evfur since she got here. He and Cracker came to a truce, and are getting along just fine now, as long as he remembers that when it comes to mom's cuddle time, Cracker comes first. Chili just ignores him, but that's nothing new, he pretty much ignores evfurrypuppy anyway as long as they don't try to get in his face or take his favorite spot on the couch.

I don't really mind him being here, he's very polite and tries really hard to get along with evfurrypuppy else, but somehow I always end up being low pup on the totem pole, I guess I'll have to start putting my dainty little foot down and demanding attention like evfurrypup else, but I really worry that her addiction has spiralled out of control. We lost all our lovely bones we had stashed around the house, we are on stuffy restriction to make sure nopuppy fights over toys, and I can't sleep in my own comfy bed anymore. If anypuppy out there knows of a good treatment center, please let us know before there are so many of us she can't remember all our names anymore! Or maybe there is a group for us to learn how deal with her addiction, anypup evfur heard of Huskanon? Seriously, I wonder if my sweet Jack-of-Hearts has room for me at his house, I liked it much better around here when evfurry night was a 3 Dog Night. My annoying sister was bad enough, but now things are just getting out of paw, and becoming a pain in my fluffy tail!

Mom & dad have taken lots of pictures in the last week or so, but haven't pawed them out of the camera thingy yet, so I don't have any new pics to share with you, but we'll get some up here soon, I pawromise! In the meantime, if you have any suggestions to help us break her habit, please let me know.
Nibblykisses,
Mikki

Welcome new pack member

2008-06-30T19:07:00.006-04:00

OK, he's only a temporary member, but this here post is tuh introduce.....Osiris! Osiris is a victim of divorce. His mama couldn't keep 'im, an his daddy dint want 'im, so a nahce lady named Heather who lives in Illinois is gonna adopt him intuh her pack. It maht take her a little whahl to set up all the details of his transport, an his daddy wanted him gone immediately, so mama volunteered to puppysit til thuh transport details git worked out.

Osiris is 10 months old, an he's never gone tuh thuh vet afore yesterday. Mom picked him up, an took him straight tuh see our doc. He got his shots fur thuh first time ever, an mama says he got rilly lucky cuz he's heartworm negative, even though he ain't never been on any preventatives! He also checked negative for all thuh other nasty worms, but he does have an infecshin in his raht ear, so Dr. Athey gave mama some drops that she has tuh put inta his ear twahce a day. He still had his razor puppy claws, so he got a pedicure, an he has these really funny floppy dew claws on his back feet! Dr. Athey said that they can be removed real easy when he gets fixed (he doesn't look broke tuh us, but we all had tuh be fixed too, an none of us were broke neither).

Daddy was home with us afore mama brung him in, an he took us all out tuh the backyard afore they came in the house. Then they let us in one at a time tuh meet him. Ah was first, an we wagged tails an sniffed each other good, but Ah decided he was ok, considerin he could be competition for mama's affecshuns. Then Bama came in an they hit it off real well, Ah think mebbe he has a crush on our sister. Mama & daddy wasn't real worried bout Mikki or Chili, so they let both of 'em come in an meet him tuhgether. Then we all went out tuh the backyard for a good romp, rassle n sniff. Mama kep' his leash on fur a coupla minutes, but purty soon it was obvious that we all wanted tuh play a good game of tag, so she took it off an let us run an rassle an play. (He's purty fun, but y'all dint hear me say that!)

Soon we was all outta breath an thirsty, so everypuppy ran in the house fur a good long drink, an so we cud show him 'round the den. Everypuppy got along jes fahn, til he got a little too close tuh mah mama, then Ah put him in his place! Ah'm mama's heartdog, an he needs tuh earn the raht tuh get her 'ttenshun!! Mama broke it up raht quick though, an once she gave me lovins an told me Ah'm still her heart-dog, Ah calmed back down an figgered he aint really a threat.

About a half hour later, he foun a bone unner thuh coffee table that mama & daddy dint find when they wuz policing thuh house fur potenshul trouble-causers, an Chili got rilly nasty bout it, now poor Osiris has a booboo on his schnoz, but mama checked 'im an it dint appear tuh be serious. Daddy & she rechecked thuh house raht quick lahk tuh make sure there weren't no more bones or toys tuh cause any problems! We bin in & out several more tahmes, an don't tell anyone, but we've all figgered we kahnda lahke the new kid.

This here's a video of our first play session:

Here's a coupla pics of our first meet & greet play session. Osiris looks a lot lahk Mikki as far as his coat colors, but he's gotta open face insteada her strahkin mask an eyelahner.

Our next post'll be 'bout the new bag mama got, specially made for her bah the AO4's mama. It shoulda been this post, but we insisted that we wanted to introduce Osiris first.

Slurpy kisses,

Cracker

Banning State Representatives

2008-06-01T05:31:00.003-04:00

It came to our attention very recently that Ohio State Representative Tyrone Yates has introduced a bill in that state (http://www.legislature.state.oh.us/bills.cfm?ID=127_HB_568)
that will ban all pit bulls in that state. You can visit the link above to read the full text of the proposed law.
There are so many things wrong with this bill that we can never list them all, but at the top of the list is the fact that if this law passes, it will be up to the dog warden or other official to determine whether or not the dog is a pit, within 90 days of the law passing all pit owners will be forced to surrender their pets, and if a person is suspected or reported to have a pit they are subject to search and seizure of the dog. Finally, all pits seized or turned over willingly will be "humanely euthanized" within 10 days. This is horrifying, and a frightening example of government abuse of power. Our mom signed a petition here:
http://www.thepetitionsite.com/1/stop-hb-568-to-ban-pit-bulls-in-the-state-of-ohio
and when given the opportunity she added the following comment to her signature.

"I suggest that someone propose a bill that bans all OH representatives. Anyone found harboring a representative should immediately turn said rep. over to concerned pet owners to be humanely euthanized within 10 days. What? We shouldn't judge all lawmakers based on the actions of one misguided fool? Ridiculous, isn't it?
What madness is this? Who is to determine whether the dog is a pit or not? I'm not a fan of pits myself, but I staunchly defend the rights of any responsible pet owner to
1) not be terrorized by threats to their beloved pets based on prejudiced or fear based hysteria and
2) enjoy their rights to their privacy and property ownership afforded to all US citizens.

This insanity needs to stop. You can't judge a dog by it's breed any more than you can judge a human by the color of their skin. Any legislation regarding pit bulls (or any other breed) needs to be enacted on a case by case basis, not a law that bans and threatens to kill all members of a specific breed. If our representatives are brain-dead, perhaps we need to shock them back to cognitive thinking by threatening to remove them from their position of power. I thank God I don't live in Ohio, but if this law passes, I may wish I had, so I could add my voice to those raised in anger and disbelief against this elected lawmaker. If this law passes it will open up the door to representatives from other states to try something similar, pet owners everywhere, BEWARE!"
Pups, if you think this doesn't affect you, you better think again. If this law passes your breed could be next. And if this law passes, it will encourage other states to believe they can adopt similar laws. So please, for the sake of beloved furballs everywhere, go sign the petition so your voice will be heard and lawmakers will be put on notice that we won't stand for having our family members taken into custody and killed because of mass paranoia!
Climbing down off our soapbox now, but please....
Beware & Be Aware,
The RHP and their mom

Tearful Goodbye and Gotchaversaries

2008-05-26T03:23:00.010-04:00

We had planned to have mom type a post for us about our gotchaversaries this weekend, but then we got the sad, sad news about our dear friend Tasha. She and her sister Eva were among our very first friends when we started blogging, and we've always loved reading about them and their adventures. She hasn't been feeling herself for a while now, and her mom & dad have been doing everything they & the doctor could think of to make her feel better, and to try to find out what was causing it. We're very sorry to say that in spite of all the good wishes and prayers being sent from all their blogging friends, Tasha told them on Saturday that it was time for them to let her go. Bless their mom & dad for loving her enough, and understanding what she was telling them, to help her on her journey to the Rainbow Bridge. Please stop by their blog and remind them that they aren't alone, and that all the DWBers are thinking of them and Eva. We're sure they'll appreciate knowing how much we all loved Tasha, and love and care about them too.

Sweet Tasha, you were half husky, so wear your silver harness with pride beautiful girl, you've well earned it. If love could have saved you, you would have lived forever, and you will live forever in the hearts of all those you touched.

Tasha
September 1997-May 24, 2008

Ok, maybe just bit about the 'versaries......

One year ago today, mom & dad found me in a flea market in Mobile, AlaBAMA, and I joined the River Hill Pack. Here are a couple of pics from my very first day. I didn't even get to meet the rest of my sibelings until the next evening when mom & dad brought me home to Florieduh.

Three years ago this weekend, my big brother Cracker joined the pack. Back then it was Granddogs Starr & Ice, and Chili was a little more than one year old. The granddogs were getting slower and didn't really want to play much any more, and mom & dad were worried about Chili being lonely, so they decided to get him a puppy of his very own. On the Friday before Memorial Day mom found a man down the road in St. Augustine, Florieduh that had some husky puppies for sale, so after she got off work she went home and got Chili and took him down to see if he would pick out his puppy (Daddy was on a fishing trip with his dad & brother in Mobile, AL.). The man called himself a breeder, but the conditions were deplorable, she found Cracker with 4 of his sibelings in a wire crate, sitting on top of a couple of plastic milk crates in the front yard, with a tarp thrown over the top to keep the rain out. Mommy was so upset she wanted to take all of them home, but had only brought enough money to buy one. Chili had absolutely no interest in any of the pups, but mom picked up Cracker, then each of his sisters and brothers. She was trying to make herself leave without a pup, knowing that she shouldn't encourage this man to breed more puppies, but she kept coming back to Cracker (she's such a sucker for babies!) Finally, she convinced herself that she could at least give one of them a better life, so she gave the man the money he wanted, signed and grabbed the paperwork, and ran with the boys to the Suberian Baja, just as the skies opened up with a terrible thunderstorm.

On the way home she was worried that he would be scared, between leaving his first home and all the lightning and thunderboomers going off outside the car, so she let him sit in her lap, but he wasn't scared at all. She had on a blouse that buttoned down the front, and he kept chewing on her buttons and unbuttoning her blouse. After about the 3rd time that she had to button back up, she looked down at him and said "You're just a little firecracker, aren't you?", and he had his name, Chili's FireCracker. When she got home and got the boys safely into the house, she called daddy and told him that we had a new addition to the family, and what his name was. Daddy said "Honey, we live in the south, I'm not sure it's P.C. to have a dog named Cracker, what if we name him FireCrackerJack and call him Jack?" So his name was lengthened to FireCrackerJack, but they didn't decide for sure what to call him until daddy got home, then after spending just a few minutes with him, he said "You're right, he's a Cracker alright!

So Chili got his Cracker, and Mikki's just glad they didn't name her Cheese, howroorooroo. Here are a couple of pics of Crackers first weekend. (Mom says please ignore the dirty ears & feet, he hadn't even had his first bath yet! Also for some reason the date on the photos is wrong, we're not sure how that happened....but we have about 2 years worth of pics that have funny dates on them!)

We hope you enjoyed our trip down memory lane and our baby pictures, it was kind of fun remembering how we came to be members of the RHP.

Also, please don't forget to stop by and share some love with Eva and her parents, our hearts go out to them, and we share in their tears and sorrow.

Love & slurpy kisses,

Bama, Cracker, Mikki & Chili

P.S. It's Memorial Day, please don't forget to say a prayer for all our service men & women who put their lives on the line every day, and for those who've given their lives to keep us safe and free. There can be no greater sacrifice, and we can never repay the debt we owe to all of them.

Tagged again....and again

2008-05-15T06:04:00.006-04:00

Howrrooooo everypuppy!

We had to threaten to leave home and go find some other human that doesn't neglect us so shamefully before we FINALLY got mom to put up a new post for us, but she finally realized she'd made us wait way too long.

First up, it's me, Chili. I'm very proud to announce that the beawooootiful, amazing, gorgeous Dakota said yes! I'm not destined to spend the rest of my life lonely and wooing for a grrrl of my own. Thank you lovely Dakota, you've made me the happiest husky in the world, and I can't wait until we can take those long walks on the beach together.

We've been tagged by 2 of our fureinds to play the memoir game, by both Thor, and the Jack of Hearts (of Cyber-sibes fame). Cracker & I will play for Thor, and the girls for Jack. Here are the rules as quoted by Jack:

Write your own six word memoir.Post it on your blog and include a visual illustration if you’d like.Link to the person that tagged you in your post, and to the original post if possible so we can track it as it travels across the blogosphere.Tag at least five more blogs with links.Don’t forget to leave a comment on the tagged blogs with an invitation to play.

Since we're so happy just to have mom put up a post for us, we're gonna take it easy on her this time, and let her skip the pics except one to identify who is playing. Since I'm already dictating, I'll go furst.

1. Chuffy (chubby & fluffy)
2. Cuddly
3. Debonair
4. Supervisor
5. Groomophobic
6. Oldest

Cracker here, I guess I'll go next:
1. Gentlest

2. Televisionaholic

3. Fastest

4. Pickiest

5. Calmest

6. Flirtiest Mikki here, my turn, my turn:

1. Teflon

2. Eyeliner

3. Daintiest

4. Nibblekisser

5. Digger

6. ProtectorBama here, I guess I'm last, but never least:

1. Shy

2. Vocal

3. Persistant

4. Surfer

5. Singer

6. Kissiest

Wowoooo, that was lots of fun. We're not sure who to tag, cause everypuppy is so much better at blogging these days than we are, I'm pretty sure all our fureinds have already played. But....if you haven't played yet, consider yourself tagged!

We're not even gonna promise to do better about keeping our blog up, 'cause we're subject to the whims of our momster and she's been so busy lately that it's really hard to get her to sign in here. But before we go, we'd like to ask everypuppy to stop by Tasha & Eva's blog and send the grrrrls some love and good wishes. Our dear fureind Tasha has been having some really scary health issues, and lots of medical tests lately, her mom, dad & sister are all very worried about her, so please go visit and show them some love.

For everypuppy else that is going through health issues, just know that we're thinking of each and every one of you, and sending our sibe-vibes flying your way.

Until next time,

Many kisses & Husky hugs,

The River Hill Pack

How do you....

2008-03-14T00:27:00.008-04:00

Get your human's to do your bidding? We've tried the Queen Meeshka's tactic of using the claw and the AO4's tactic of looking adorable. We've tried speaking Khyraese, but NOTHING is working! We just can't make her keep up with our blog and all our blogging buds! The only bidding she's doing is on the Ram-a-Lamb bag in the MaPaw auction on Ebay! This is getting completely ridiculous, and we're fed up with it, so it's mutiny on the RHP Bounty.

We know we have lots of awards that were given to us, but she won't get on the 'puter so we can acknowledge them, but we promise we will get to it.

We also know that we've been promising pics of our new & improved den, and we promise we'll get to that also.

If we start sneaking in here every time she takes one of her catnaps (we'd like to show her what we think of that, what's she doing napping when our blog is so neglected???), maybe we can get caught up on stuff without her help. What do we need her for anyway, except making sure we don't run out of meaty bones or treats? (and we've still got the dad to help out there, so.....come on, what should her punishment be?)

OK, just the most important business for now, we'll get to the other stuff soon, but matters of the heart must take precedence! It has recently come to our attention that we've been so neglected, that we're now in danger of being jilted by our loved ones! We know it's not their fault, they must think we've forgotten all about them, but please rest assured, that is NOT the case!
We heard a nasty rumor that the Jack-of-Hearts has been flirting with a beautiful little masked grrrl from Seattle even though she has a new boyfriend, and poor Mikki is just beside herself. And Cracker's love, Shelby-woo is considering throwing him over for a human man from Germany, shudder! We haven't heard a peep about Quincy, but he & Bama are still in the "starry-eyed, can't sleep without dreaming of you" phase, so hopefully that relationship is ok, though if the mom keeps neglecting us, there's no telling for how long.
But by far, the absolute worst, is that she hasn't let me respond to all the replies to Bama's last post when she put up my lonely-hearts ad! If I wasn't such a good boy, I'd bite her for being so rude to all those lovely ladies!! I'm truly humbled and honored by all the responses I got, but I have to admit, one special girl really made my heart go pitty-pat, she has such a great sense of humor, and sounds like she likes all the same stuff I do. So, though it saddens me to disappoint any of the beawoootiful girls that replied.....

I'd like to ask the gorgeous, wonderful, funny, gentle Dakota if she will be my special girl. I promise to be faithful, true, and cuddly for as long as you'll have me, and I sincerely apologize for taking so long to ask you formally. Dakota, will you accept my paw in puppy-love?

(My eyes are shut tightly cause I'm praying you'll accept!)

Forever yours if you'll have me,

Chili

PS, the mean humom says I can't have Pina Coladas either, she & the doc said I have to go on an even more strict DIET! I hope that's not a deal breaker.

Love is in the AIR

2008-02-18T21:02:00.009-05:00

Woowooo. I'm so excited everypuppy (and kitties)!

I know we've gotta claw the mom to get up pics of our den now that it's almost all done, but that's gonna have to wait til the next post.

Chili & I have been clawing mom to put up a post like Juneau's, cause Mikki & Cracker both have love interests, and we didn't. But look here! I've got a boyfriend!! And he's SO handsome, swoon! Mikki has been teasing me cause she has a boyfriend and I didn't, she said I was too big, & loud, & brassy for anyboy to like me, but she was WRONG. I guess that's how big sisters treat "little" sisters, but I was really starting to worry that noboy was ever gonna like me. So.....now I have a boyfriend too, I'm making it my mission to find a grrrl for Chili. Here is his "personal ad".

Short, slightly chubby but very fluffy and cuddly 4 year old boydog with lovely pale blue eyes, seeking fluffy lady sibe for long distance relationship. Must like to share meaningful woos, and lots of couch cuddling. See picture below. If you are interested in this lovable boy, please reply in our comments.

OK, now that's done, hopefully Chill will get lots of replies and grrrls to choose from just like Cosi did.

Now for the REALLY important stuff.

My dearest Quincy, this picture is for wooo!

I'm SO happy!!!

Big sloppy slurpy Manykisses for everypuppy!

Bama

Teaser pics

2008-01-29T22:17:00.000-05:00

Howroo, everypup, kitty, birdy & your "peeps",

We know we promised our SMS pals some pictures of the house now that the floors are done, but mama's still working on the finishing touches, painting baseboards & trim, cleaning & sealing floors, etc, and they haven't moved any of the furniture back yet (our refrigerator is still plugged in the living room, for dog's sake!) So we decided since we can't show you pics of the house yet, that we would post these teaser pics. Mama came across some really cool husky prints on ebay a while back, and daddy told her she could buy them as long as she got them framed and hung, not just stuck in a closet somewhere for "someday". After they got our bedroom all put back together, she figured out that she had to move some pictures around because they just didn't work where they were anymore, and it left the wall above our bed with a huge blank space, so as soon as they were delivered she took them all to Michaels Crafts, and got really lucky, they were having a huge frame sale, 60% off custom frames, and 50% of stock frames, so she got them all framed to match. Somehow the guy that was helping her with her order got confused and ordered one too many custom frames. She had a beautiful picture of an angel that a friend had drawn for her & daddy as a housewarming gift, so she talked the nice people at Michaels into exchanging the extra unneeded frame, for one that would fit the angel. So without further ado, here are the teasers, sorry SMS'ers, mom says y'all will just have to wait until she can get everything clean again, and all the furniture put back, then we'll do a post so you can see the new floors and how our den looks, she's been working all day and into the night to try and get stuff done so we can get back to normal.

Here is a picture of the wall above our bed, where she did a grouping from the husky prints, our bed isn't usually so stark, but they were washing all our lovely sand out of the bedding:

Here are some close ups, the first one is titled The Big Chill, by an artist in England named Vic Bearcroft, daddy was having a hard time getting good pics because of the glare from the overhead light, or from the camera flash, so the pics look kind of dark:

This next one is called Chasing the Dream, also by Vic, sorry for the glare off the flash, it's a really dark picture and that was the only way dad could capture the details:

This next one is also by Vic, it's called The Usual Suspects and it is mama's favorite; look everybody, doesn't it look like us?

The next one is by a lady named Paula Zan, this one is titled "The Joy of Song". We got 6 prints by this artist, but daddy didn't take pictures of all of them. But in the first picture showing the group, they are from the top and left to right, Anticipation, Couch Dreams, So Relaxed, Happy Face, & The Joy of Song.

These next two just didn't fit into the grouping, so they are hanging on the wall where daddy's dresser is. This first one is also by Vic Bearcroft, it is titled "White Husky", mama thought it looked an awful lot like me, except for the blue eyes!

The last one is by Paula Zan, titled "Team Leader"

Finally, last but definitely not least, the wife of the guy that always worked on mom & dad's motorcycles, when they used to ride, is a fantastic artist named Barbara McDonald. One year she gave different angels to a lot of their friends, and it just happened to coincide with mom & dad's housewarming, so here is a picture of the beautiful angel she drew just for them. I don't know if you can see all the details, but she's wearing a very intricate lace apron, up close the detail that went into this drawing would amaze you. When you enter our hallway back to our bedrooms, this picture is hanging at the other end, so you can see it all the way down the hall. Isn't she beautiful?

Well, that's the end of our teaser pics, hopefully mom will get done with the finishing touches on the den so we can post pictures soon, we hope these will hold you over til then. We're closing with a picture daddy took of Cracker last weekend, cause we think it's so funny! This is our picture of Cracker gurning. If you don't know what a gurn is, do a google search, we thought mama had the best gurn in the house until we saw Cracker's, he's giving mom a run for her money!

Hope everybuddy enjoyed the pics, until next time;

Manykisses,

Bama

Ongoing Home Destruction

2008-01-21T03:23:00.000-05:00

Howroo everypup & kitty,
Some of our SMS buddies have been asking for some pictures of the destruction going on in our house. So, even though it's not done yet (we are getting close) we decided to give you a little taste.
Look who came to see us. It's A. Drill and his buddy A. Screwgun! They helped our tile guy secure the concrete backer board before the tile started going in. Those guys sure have been getting around lately. Wonder where they're going when they leave Florie-duh.

Next is a picture of Mikki Saying "hi" to A.Drill . That is Cracker's tail in the bottom of the picture, he's introducing himself to A. Screwgun.

Here is a close up of the new tile that is going in, it's called "Canyon Slate" Mama picked a dark gray grout cause she said we make it really hard to keep the grout clean, so now she won't be able to see how dirty we get it.

Here is Cracker checking the new floor, he said "Ah jest hadta check ta make shur the lines were straight". The spots on the picture are dust on the camera lens, our mom's not that bad a housekeeper.

And finally, we leave you with a picture of Cracker enjoying the cool new floor, and doing his best Pippa twisty paws impression

We're almost done, all that's left is the kitchen & laundry room, mom & dad pulled up the last of the old tile yesterday. We'll post some more pics after everything is done and we can put our furniture back where it belongs. The tile is nice and cool, but sometimes a puppy wants to nap on their couch, we're just ready to have our old den back, with all our furniture back where it belongs.

While mom was pulling out tile yesterday she had her Ipod and was singing along. Mama can't carry a tune in a bucket, but Cracker and I both love her singing, Cracker came over and nose bumped her, which is his way of giving a kiss, then I went over and pushed her down in the corner and held her down while I gave her many sloppy wet kisses to tell her how much I loved her singing. Daddy said he thinks maybe we thought she was hurt and crying and we were trying to make her feel better, but we just love it when she sings.

Well everybuddy, that's about it for now, if you need somewhere else to visit, why don't you go check out the wolves blog & site. While you're there, steal your mama's plastic thingy and send them some money. Unless you happen to be in Colorado, then just stop by and lend a hand if you can, that would be a huge help.

Manykisses,

Bama (& the rest of the pack)

PS, mom apologizes for the way this post is spread out, she tried 3 times to fix it, but it just keeps getting more spread out instead of less, and she's afraid if she messes with it any more it's going to end up running off the page.

Introducing....

2008-01-17T07:30:00.000-05:00

I'm going to keep this very short & sweet, but hopefully you'll remember a couple of posts ago, my plea for help for the wolves in Colorado. They now have a blog of their own, you can go visit them at:
http://careagainwolves.blogspot.com/
Please help spread the word, the more people that know about it, the more likely that they'll get the help they need & deserve!
Thank you in advance everypuppy, kitty, and your 2-legged slaves.
Kisses,
Bama

Home Destruction continues...

2008-01-13T18:07:00.000-05:00

First off, we'd like to thank Miss Hollybollybananaboo & Team Husky for this award they gave us:

The Jack of Hearts of Cyber Sibes fame also sent this award to our Mikki.
Thank woo all so much! We'd like to share this award with all of our blogging friends that haven't already received it, each and every one of woo makes our day brighter, and helps us to feel better when times get tough. Thank woo, each and every one of woo!

Next we'd like to reassure our good friend Pippa, yes we are all okay, but due to the ongoing destruction in our house, our computer was out of commission all last week. We finally got it back up and running again yesterday. Something goofy happened to our modem when mama disconnected it and when we got it all hooked back up we couldn't get online. So the nice people at AT&T sent out a tech-guy who hooked us up with a new modem, now we should be good to go. After he left mom spent most of the day putting the rest of our office back together, then she and the Boogieboy went shopping. She had promised to get him memory cards for his new digital camera & his new Playstation he got for Christmas. When they got home he wanted to play with his Webkinz Siberian Husky, HotRod, online, so mom really hasn't had a chance to get in here and get a post up for us until today. It seems that the worst is behind us, at least we're able to spend time with him on the weekends, and will have him again all of next weekend, as the dad is in charge of booking & scheduling bands to play at a music festival going on at our Metropolitan Park next weekend.

Finally the back half of our house is done, the bedrooms, bathrooms & office are back to normal, but the front half of our house is a mess! Our tile guy is gonna start in our family room tomorrow, so mom & dad moved out all the furniture today. We like having the big open space to play in, but our couch, loveseat & chair are all gone! We don't know where we're going to sleep & lounge!

Daddy still hasn't had an opportunity to get on the 'puter, so we still haven't got any new pics uploaded, but promise we will have in time for our next post. In the meantime, we have to tell you about our new Husky Pawty Room & Hangout! In our last post we told woo that mom had a project going on in our sunroom. Well...she was concerned that we couldn't be left out there unsupervised cause somepuppy figured out that they could go through the screens very easily, and if they went through into the sideyard they could then dig under the fence and escape. So in the middle of the tile job she got our handman guy to build us some cool louvred panels to fit into each screened section. She had 3 stained glass windows that hung out there, and he built 3 of the panels with openings in the middle so the windows could be mounted and secured. These only come up about halfway in the screened sections, but are now too high for anypuppy to rip out the screen & escape. Then they replaced our rickety screen door with a new steel mesh security door, and voila!, we have a beawootiful, secure & husky proofed room to hang out in, that has a cool tile floor & ceiling fan to keep us comfy in all kinds of weather. Some of you pups might remember the post of the mosaic sun that Chili helped mom design for the floor out there, that's always been our favorite room, but now we can hang out and pawty without having to have the skinslaves present to spoil our fun. We can't wait to show woo all the pictures of our pawty room, if any of woo pups are ever in Jax, FL, woo're all welcome to come hang out & pawty with us! Mama says we have to share with her, cause it's her favorite room in the house too, but so far we haven't had to share much, she doesn't get much time to just go out there & relax, except maybe with the occasional glass of adult grape juice late at night. She said that after all the destruction is complete she & dad might have some friends over to cook out & play cards out there, we suppose we can share for that, as long as we get some of the tasty stuff off the grill!

Next we want to thank all our friends who've donated to the wolfies, and who've put links on their pages to the donation site. Mama talked to Jacqueline on Friday, she is a very cool & caring lady who is extremely knowledgable about lots of stuff about wolves & medical care, mama says she deserves all the help we can give her. We just wish we didn't live so far away from Colorado so we could help her more, and get to know our ancestors! She said she has lots of very cool, one-of-a-kind wolfie stuff that can be sold to raise money, so mama is going to try to find out how to post the stuff on ebay to be auctioned off, more news to come about that as soon as mama figures out how to go about it, so keep checking back for more news. We'll be posting pictures & links as soon as we can get it all set up for her.

Finally, we just learned about the sad loss of Durango, his poor mama, Marilyn has had such bad luck & sad times with her pups in the last year, losing Dakota last spring, Thrawn right before Christmas, and now her beawootiful new baby Durango. Please go to their page, at:
http://fivehappyhounds.blogspot.com/2008/01/durango.html
and share some love and sympathy. Nobody should have to go through the losses she has in such a short time, and nobody is more caring or loving to her pups than she is, our hearts are breaking for her, and for her pack, but we're sure it helps her to know how many pups and skinslaves are out there sending love and caring about her and her babies. Little Durango, run free, North of the Rainbow Bridge, wear your silver harness with pride, and know that all the blogging doggies & their humans are sending their love to woo & wour pack, woo stole our hearts in the short time we had to get to know woo.

Well, guess we better let mama get back to the home destruction duties, we still have some old tile in the kitchen & laundry room that needs to be removed before the new tile can go in, it can't be soon enough for us. Mama says with all the dust that's been stirred up removing old tile & grouting the new tile that she can't even find the furniture under the thick coating of grime on everything, she's even more ready than we are to have this done & behind us so she can get our den cleaned and dusted, and back to normal!

Kisses to all our blogging buds, we've missed woo all very much!
Bama & The River Hill Pack

Thank DOG 2007 is Behind Us!

2008-01-01T03:37:00.000-05:00

Okay, first for an update, and much needed thank you's.
Daddy bid his final farewell to his mom, and is back home now, though we hated having to say goodbye, we know that she's finally at peace in the arms of the lord, and is watching over us. We can think of no better soul to be our guardian angel, she was truly an inspiration and provided mom with much insight into being a better mom and grandmother, her wisdom & grace provided a roll model that will never be forgotten. She was truly a "Steel Magnolia".

Now for the BoogieBoy update. First, huge thanks to all those out there sending Sibe Vibes our way, your prayers and kind thoughts were a huge help to mama, and the power of the Sibe Vibes should never be questioned, our situation is living proof that they work! Our skin-sister Sam & her 3 kids stayed here with mama while daddy was taking care of business in AL, she is Boogies natural mother. She's stayed out of the picture so far because as she said "I know that he spends almost every weeekend with you, and this is the best place for him". However, due to the recent events and worries, she has decided to get back involved, and is in the process of getting the case back into court in front of a judge to try to have visitation and custody modified so she'll have some say so into his care and decisions regarding his education & welfare. Mom has offered to help in any way she can in the meantime but she'll be working behind the scenes so as not to put our contact with him in further jeopardy.

All of your prayers & Vibes have made a world of difference! While Sam was here, she got a call from the dad on Christms night & he wanted to know if she was staying wih us. He told her that she could come pick up the Boogie as long as she stayed here with him. The day after Christmas mama got a text message from the dad asking if she wanted to keep him for a few extra days, of course mama jumped on the chance. Our Boogie was here through Sunday, and we all had a wonderful time with him. He loves the new tile and rearranged furniture in his room, somehow he gained extra space, and his room looks much bigger, not to mention cleaner! Mom had a long talk with the dad, and he complained about feeling "betrayed", and "pressured into putting him into a different school", so decided to remind us who is boss. Our mama isn't very good at butt-kissing, but we're very proud of her, she's putting forth a really good effort, and in the meantime supporting Sam in every way possible in her endeavors to get the court to pay attention when nobody else has seemed to care or see anything wrong with his situation. In the meantime she's on her best behavior with the dad, and doing everything possible to insure that we stay a part of his life so we can continue to monitor and be informed of what is going on with him.

Next item we need to tell y'all about is a non-profit organization that mom has volunteered to help out on. She's going to be helping to ghost write a blog for them, and it will be easily accessible from our page. Please look on the right sidebar for a link to the CareAgain wolves, under the "Organizations we Support" list, go check out their website and while you're there make a donation if you can. Or you can click on the badge above to take you directly to the donation site. The angel-lady that is in charge of caring for them, feeding & providing them with a natural setting where they can be safe & protected, and battling against those who "dont want them in my neighborhood", has been really struggling to get a fence built around their new home , 10,000 acres of beautiful natural land backing up to a wildlife preserve. This wonderful lady has struggled endlessly to provide "her" pack with as close to a natural setting as possible so they can just be wolves. If anyone out there is in Colorado and has time to volunteer to help on the fence, we know it would be more appreciated than you can imagine, poor Jacqueline is working herself ragged 16-18 hours per day just trying to keep up with the wolves needs & single-handedly get the fence built. If you can donate a few dollars to the cause, they have 501c3 status, and all donations are tax-deductible. We're also welcoming any suggestions if anyone has any thoughts on other organizations or groups that might be willing to lend a helping hand. Please feel free to include a link on your pages, or to copy the badge above to send folks to the donation site. Mama says it's very important for us to care for and support our ancestors, they've helped to make us who we are, so please help spread the word!

Finally, our tile guy is ready to start on our office this week, so we're going to be losing our computer access for a few days, probably starting Thursday or so. but we promise as soon as we're up and running again, we'll get back into the swing, we've got lots of new pics to share with everypup. For now though we've got to go, mom's gotta get some sleep, so she can start moving furniture and finish a project that is going on in our sunroom right now. We can't wait to show you the pics of everything that has been going on 'round here. and our visits from A. Drill, A. Saw, and A. Sander, just to mention a few.

Hope everypup, kitty & their humans had a wonderful Christmas, and a very Happy New Year.
Happy 2008 kisses & hugs,
The River Hill Pack

PeeEss,
Thanks to everyone who voted in our jukebox poll, we're so glad everypuppy likes our music, and thank you to everypup who gave us Christmas kisses under the mistletoe!

Sad, sad Christmas

2007-12-24T14:53:00.000-05:00

It is with heavy hearts that we paw this post.

Our BoogieBoy's father still won't allow us to see him, but sent mom a text message saying she'll never see him again, and that he's not "doing" Christmas this year because "it will hurt too bad". We are furious! How can he do this to our boy, and his baby sister? What kind of parent uses their children to inflict pain on others who've always supported them, or refuse their children Christmas based on their own selfish feelings?? Mom has left messages, and sent texts begging him to reconsider, but now he won't even reply.

On top of all this, our daddy's mom passed away Saturday night. He drove to Mobile AL on Saturday, and luckily got there about an hour before she passed, so he was able to tell her how much we love her, and spend her final moments with her, but he's staying there with his dad & brothers as her service will be the day after Christmas.

Because mom is still hoping for Boogie's dad to have a change of heart, and because it's way too late to find a kennel to take all 4 of us during the holidays, she and dad made the tough decision to spend this Christmas apart, the first one in the 19 years they've been married. Our skin sister Sammy and her 3 kids have been staying here with us, keeping mom company and trying to keep her mind off of her sorrow. We thank her & love her for that, it would be so much harder for her if she were all alone.

Please everypup, cherish every moment you have with your loved ones, we hope all our friends have a wonderful Christmas full of love & joy, getting to know you all has brought us much joy, laughter & tears, and we love & appreciate each and every one of you. If you happen to think of us this Christmas, please say a prayer for our Boogie, and for our daddy, mama says we need divine intervention to help them get through the trials they both face.

Christmas kisses to everypup, kitty, penguin, and their humans.

Chili, Cracker, Mikki & Bama

Sorrowful Wooooos for our friend Thrawn

2007-12-13T23:47:00.000-05:00

Our mama can't stop crying, our new friend Thrawn crossed over the bridge today. Our hearts are breaking for his mom & the rest of his pack, we know he will be missed and the sorrow must be almost unbearable. Please follow this link, The Brat Pack, and give some love & support to those of his pack left behind to mourn.

Sounding sorrowful woooos for a beautiful & much loved boy, you'll be missed by everyone who was lucky enough to get to know you. Run free, sweet boy!

Sad heads bowed,

The River Hill Pack

Health update

2007-12-11T19:54:00.000-05:00

Well....got results today, but didn't really get any answers. Nothing in my blood work indicated epilepsy, though nothing ruled it out either, we were told just keep monitoring and make note of any unusual behaviour. I'm glad they took me in though, as my white cell count was elevated, indicating possible infection. The doc checked me over thoroughly and couldn't find any cause for infection, but they're starting me on a course of antibiotics just to be safe. The doc also said that there is no reason for me not to have my surgery, that they "spay/neuter epileptic dogs all the time". That one gave mom paws, it sounds like a risk to her, but they have time to think about it, as Cracker will have a recovery period, and they don't want to be nursing 2 surgery pups at the same time if they can help it. His "fix" went fine, and he's resting comfortably in his favorite spot on the couch, though he would only take a couple bites of his dinner tonight, and that only when mom hand fed him. Long story short, they're just gonna keep watching me, and keep a diary of any unusual behaviour, I go back in 1 week after my pills are gone, for more blood work & to make sure my white cell count is back to normal. Thanks everypuppy for your kind thoughts & words of wisdom, we'll keep you posted if anything else happens.

Mikki, Astronomer in Training

Bama wanted me to post this picture to show how much bigger she is than everyhusky else in the house. She's 6 months, I'm 20 months. She's freakin' HUGE, for Dogs sake! And....since you can't see our feet, it kinda looks like she might be sitting on a little hill or hump in the dirt, but I am too, that is all her!

and just to be fair, here's one of da boyz...

Of course, right now, Cracker looks more like this:

Finally, this pic is for my Jack-o-Hearts:

(sorry, Pippadear, you'll always have a soft spot in my heart, but The Jack of Hearts is my true furever love)

And this one is for Shelby-Woo:

Cracker begs you to forgive the dirty face, he had been busy looking for the secret passage to China, when someone mentioned your name & he suddenly got his sexy bedroom-eyes just thinkin of you.

Christmas Kisses everypuppy, kitty & your humans,

Mik & the RHP

Oh yeah, almost forgot....the new floors are under progress & we were so excited, A drill AND his friend A saw both came to visit our house while the work is going on, pictures soon...

Just a short one

2007-12-10T01:57:00.000-05:00

The real post is below, but.....
Mama found us a cool jukebox, then she found a REALLY cool song called "Siberian Husky" by Nancy Simmonds (we've never heard of her before). It should be the furst song that plays when you visit our page, husky lovers Check It Out!
Then she added each of our "theme" songs, Black Betty (Bama Lamb) by Ram Jam, Cracker Jack by Dolly Parton, Chili Pepper Cha Cha by Cain, & Hey Mikki by Toni Basil (we took liberty with the spelling, it's really Mickey). Finally she added the recitation & definition of the Pledge of Allegiance by Charlie Daniels, originally Red Skelton, because we think it's important for every American to not just say the pledge, but remember the meaning behind the words you learn as a little kid.
Mama was worried that people wouldn't like the music, or would get sick of it after a while, since it will play every time you visit our page, so we're putting up our first ever poll. Please vote and let us know if you a) Love It, b) Hate It, or c) Couldn't Care Less One Way or the Other. We don't want our friends to stop visiting because our music is annoying, though we are a very eclectic bunch, if you don't like the song playing, when it's over you'll get something totally different, so we hope there's something for everyone.
If you want a cool cursor of your own, you can go to:
http://gallery.webfetti.com/webfetti/cursor/category/3/main.jhtml
They are free, but you do have to register and accept their search toolbar. So far we haven't had any problems with it, and love our husky cursor. (AO4, they've got some cool patriotic & military cursors, too!)
If you want a jukebox of your own, you can double click on the bottom right of ours to take you to the site, it was also free. We're not sure, but we think that since we uploaded the Siberian Husky song, it's now available for other users, so do a search if you're interested.
Thanks in advance for voting in our poll and letting us know what you think!
Kisses,
Bama

So Much to Say

2007-12-07T23:15:00.000-05:00

Furst of all, the BoogieBoy update:
We got to talk to him this week! He sounded good and his dad said all the humans would go out to dinner next week to "discuss" things. We're choosing to take this as a positive sign, at least we're back in touch, though we still haven't seen him yet. Our mom got a call from his old teacher a couple of days ago that his school pictures were in (mama had paid for them & the dad had been pretty nasty to his teacher a couple of times, so we guess she would rather deal with mom; the dad changed his school last week to one closer to their new house). She's a dog lover & has German Shepherds, & Boogie was really excited about taking her one of our Christmas cards, so mom went to pick up the Boogie pics & took her a card and a tin of homemade treats for her pups. Of course she asked about our Boogie & mom told her what has been going on. She said "we contacted CPS, when you have a 5th grader coming to school hours late & talking about being in the "club" til the wee hours of the morning, of course we're going to call". So now we're just hoping to be able to get back into his life, cause it's pretty obvious that the dad isn't going to let us get him into the special school.

Mom & dad went last weekend & ordered tons of tile, it's supposed to be delivered Monday, then the real fun begins! We may be kinda scarce for a while, since the furniture is going to be shifting all over our house as the nasty carpet comes out and the cool canyon slate tile goes in each room, mom's not sure how much she'll be able to even physically get to the 'puter. (The vision of mom crawling over top of furniture or laying on top of a dresser trying to reach down to the desk made us giggle). They made the really hard decision not to decorate for Christmas this year after all, since they'll probably need the spare space for furniture, though Boogies room is furst on the list to be done, then mom's gonna put the usual decorations in his room that she does every year, so if he gets to come see us it'll still feel like home to him.

Now for the really scary part! Mom & dad have always wanted to have just one litter of puppies, it's been really hard for them to give up that dream. But after being involved in rescue, blogging & dogster, they finally decided that if we add to our pack it's gonna have to be a rescue, 'cause it just wouldn't be right to bring more furballs into the world when there are so many out there now that just need love & good homes. So....momma made an appointment for Mikki to go to the vet on Tuesday & get fixed. They decided Mikki first so she wouldn't have a chance to have another heat. So far Chili is the only one of our pack that has been altered, he had a condition that made his necessary (he really was fixed!) Anywoo, mom made the appointment Wed. afternoon. That night we were all outside running zoomies & wrestling when daddy called us to come inside. I ran in, Chili ran in, Cracker ran in, Mikki kept sitting staring at the sky like she always does. After about a minute dad hollered at mom "Mikki's having a seizure". Before either of them could get to her she jumped up, ran in the house & started wrestling with the rest of us again. Daddy was the only one who even saw it, and now he's not totally sure that's what it was, she stood up, walked a step or two then got kind of wobbly/staggery & fell over. She wiggled 2 or 3 times on her back like she had an itchy spot, then jumped up & ran in the house. They kept a really close eye on her the rest of the night but she seemed completely normal, and has ever since. No matter, furst thing the next morning mom called the vet & swapped so Cracker could take her appointment instead, since he is the only intact boyberian (AO4 comes up with the best new huskywords!) in the pack, & Mik has an appointment in the morning to get a complete blood workup & checkup to see what's going on. Mama says "no way our Mik is getting anesthesia or surgery til we know it's 100% safe for her". So everypuppy, please keep your paws crossed that this was just a fluke & maybe she really did just have an itchy back. Mom says we've been really lucky so far with really healthy huskoids, and there's enough going on already, time for the bad luck fairy to stop dumping on us! He needs to leave the Mullins Clan alone too, can't he tell when somepuppies have had enough? And after that one teeny episode, we can't imagine what Amici's pawrents must go through with his episodes, how terrifying!

We also want to send our thoughts, prayers & Sibe Vibes to Holly's House, the folks in Omaha had a terrible tragedy this week, our hearts go out to everyone affected.

Finally, it's been snowing here!!! Okay, not real snow, but it is snowing Christmas Cards. We've gotten 25 snail mail cards, and 3 ecards, the pawrents haven't gotten any yet. But we're sharing ours with them cause they love looking at all the cute pictures almost as much as we do. Ours went in the mail yesterday, (only 3 days later than planned, thanks to mom's fight with all her new 'puter programs), so be looking for them in a mailbox near you soon.

Last but not least, we'd like to thank our Queen Meeshka, for recognizing our special powers in her recent "Heroes" posts. We feel very honored to serve in HULA, and to be selected by our queen for such special assignments. And please say your puppy prayers that our good friends (& Mikki's boyfriend) Jack & Starr have a safe journey to the North Pole & back, and that Santy Paws elves can help Jacks special buddy A. Penguin.

We hope everypuppy is having a wonderful Holiday season, filled with lots of goodies & treats, and pray that Santy Paws will find a good furever home for everypup out there who needs one. We love you all very much, and are so lucky to have such great buddies.

In case our house is torn up til the New Year, we'll say it now, Merry Christmas to all our pup friends & their peeps, 2-legs & 4. Hopefully we'll get back on here before then, but just in case......

Sibe Vibe Thanks!

2007-11-30T12:43:00.000-05:00

Furst, we'd like to start this post with a HUGE thank you for all the crossed paws, prayers, Sibe Vibes & well wishes. It's helped mom a lot to know all our friends are sending their vibes to the "Powers That Be". AND, it's working! At least somewhat...mama just got a call from the dad's ex-fiancee'. Boogie's dad has agreed to let her pick him up from school today & spend some time with him. This is great news, she was a very positive influence in his life, and it's been very hard on him since they broke up. In addition, the dad now has to undergo mandatory & regular drug testing to make sure he keeps his nose clean (no pun intended....) and they will be keeping an eye on him to make sure no more funny stuff goes on. It's not the ideal solution, but much better than what has been going through our heads for the last week. She always helped Boogie with his homework, and loves him just like her own, and she's going to call us tonight after she picks him up from school, so we can talk to him for the furst time in a week, we can't wait! Hopefully maybe we'll get to see him this weekend....

Now onto happier stuff, we've started getting Christmas cards from our blogging pals! So far we've gotten cards from Suki & Joey the pugs, Cairo the boxer, Randi the labnewf, Lenny the wire-haired terrier, and Comet & BLU the spitz's. This is SO much fun, we love getting mail addressed just to us, and it's so much fun sniffing the cards & envelopes, we feel like we know already know them better. We can't wait for the mailman to see if he brings us more cards today!
Mama went out last week and bought a card designer program, and we worked really hard all weekend designing our card to send to all our blogging pals. She said this weekend we'll print them all out, address & stuff the envelopes, seal & afix the stamps, and have them in the mail on Monday. Yippee, we hope everypuppy likes our cards, it was lots of fun deciding on our design. (even though there were some disagreements, "no mom, I like the angel better, no mom, Santa needs to go there!, Moooom, The Monster stepped on my pawtograph!) we finally came up with a card that we all liked, and daddy said we were all very creative.
In addition, mom says the decorations definitely have to go up this weekend. She & Boogie usually start on them the day after Thanksgiving, but with all her worrying about him, she just wasn't in the spirit, and it wouldn't have been the same without his help anyway. She said she'll get everything else done, but she's saving the ornaments for the tree until he's here. Then the powers that be will have to let him come see us, or we're gonna have a nekkid tree this Christmas. So keep those paws crossed & vibes comin', cause I want to see my very furst Christmas tree, fully decorated!
Hope all you pups are having lots of fun & helping with your holiday preparations, we'll post again soon.
Manykisses,
Bama

Waiting for the Powers that Be

2007-11-25T02:20:00.000-05:00

This post isn't really 'bout us....

We picked up our BoogieBoy from school on Tuesday, and thought we were going to have him the rest of the week. His dad called Wed. night & said he was taking him from 12-4 on Thursday, for Thanksgiving dinner. He never came back, an investigator from Child Protective Services visited on Thurs night. She asked lots of questions, then indicated she was going to get their legal team involved, and she wanted to know if we were willing to let him stay here. Well mom said "of course!!", we have him 75% of the time now, and would love to have him stay with us full time.

His daddy found out he was being investigated, so he never brought Boogie back and won't take or return our calls, now our mom is really worried. The dad's dad told mom that dad wasn't going to let anyone see him until he found out who filed the complaint, so mama's going crazy worrying if he's getting his medicine, if he's getting enough sleep, and if he's hanging out in the hip-hop club dad manages. Dad takes him to the club frequently, even on school nights, using the excuse that he doesn't have a sitter. This is ridiculous, mom has never refused to take him, but now that his dad has cut off contact with us we don't know where he is or what he's doing. He has seizure disorder, and the spells are brought on by lack of rest, stress, and flashing lights or going from a dark room to one brightly lit. Obviously (to us at least), the club environment is no place for an 11 year old in any circumstances, but eating fast food, not taking his meds, and staying out til 11, 12, or 1 in the morning is almost sure to bring on a seizure. In addition he's dyslexic, and has been approved to attend a DePaul school, and for a scholarship to pay for it, but it doesn't fit into daddy's social agenda, so he keeps toughing it out in a school that's not really able to deal with his special needs. Daddy wants to keep him because he "loves" him, but not enough to let someone help, and only when it's convenient for him. We've all got our paws crossed, and saying our prayers that God will somehow intervene to insure CPS gets the info they need to make a ruling and let him stay with us during the week so mama can get him on a schedule and into the school that can help him (& keep him out of the nightclub!) So far all they've told her though is that Dad has custody, you have to let him take him unless you want to get into trouble for kidnapping, and unless he's placed with us, grandparents have no rights, so any attempts to keep him with us & keep him safe will end up backfiring and cause us to lose all contact (if we haven't already) . Right now our paws are tied and there is nothing we can do except pray, loudly & often. Boogie is MY boy, I got him when I was 8 weeks old, on his 8th birthday, and everybody knows that a boy needs his dog just as a dog needs a boy, so it's been really sad around here, with all of us worrying about how our boy is doing.

Here is a picture of me with MY boy, he's even sweeter than he looks! Don't we look like we just need to be together all the time?

Mom doesn't want to take him away from his dad completely, she just wants to be able to help provide the things he needs that his dad can't or won't be bothered with, but it seems if he's not being beaten or starved those who make these decisions are more concerned with his daddy's rights than with what is best for him.

Here is another picture of us, taken shortly after they brought me home. It was love at first sight for both of us, as evidenced by how hard I was trying to reach him for a kiss!

Please keep him in your prayers, surely God is listening and will guide the powers that be to intervene & do the right thing for our boy. Just knowing others are praying too will help give mom hope & keep her spirits up.

Thanks in advance for your prayers, our bloggin buddies are the best!

Husky Hugs & Nose Bumps,

Chili

PeeEss:

Happy Birthday, Daddy!

AWOL

2007-11-18T19:33:00.000-05:00

Hi Everypup, Wilbur & Tia,
Sorry we haven't posted in so long, it's been a little crazy around here lately. Daddy had surgery on a bursa in his left elbow about 10 days ago, since then he's been the one handed Dadmonster, with lots of stuff he can't do that he usually does, and we've had our BoogieBoy most of the last month, which requires mom to take him to & from school, a 40 mile round trip, twice a day. Then when he gets home there is homework to get done, shower, dinner, etc, all before his 8 PM bedtime. Mom says all that doesn't leave much time for blogging, thankfully she's assured us all that doesn't mean she loves us any less, "there just aren't enough hours in the day". We're getting ready to pull all the nasty carpets out of our house & put down tile floors, now that I'm finally getting the potty accidents under control, so that's one more thing that will take her away from our blog and focus her attention on stupid human stuff!
Since Thanksgiving is next week, and Christmas right around the corner, Cracker decided this would be a good time to tell everypup about his Christmas shopping escapade from last year so I'll turn this over to him so he can tell it in his own words.

Howroo everypup, The Southern Cracker here. Before Ah decided to take a trip on mah own, we were allowed out in our backyard unsupervised, Dad gets up first in the mornings, and he'd let everyhusky out but leave the back door open for us to come in if we wanted, then mom would get us all in the house when she got up, and into our laundry den when she left for work. It was a Wednesday morning, and mom hadn't gotten up yet when Ah went over the fence chasing a stoopid skwirrrl. Chili & Mik both ran in the house to tell mama Ah was out, but she wasn't awake yet, and dint understand what they were tryin to tell her, so rolled back over to sleep until the alarm went off. (Bama wasn't here yet, she COULD have woke her up!)
When she got up, she showered, dressed, etc, then went out to the yard to get everyone in. She looked high & low, but Ah was nowhere to be found. She called dad, and he rushed home from work to help look. Mom got in the car and started cruising up & down the streets of our neighborhood, dad put Mik & Chill on their leashes and started husky search & rescue on foot. Finally a lady up at the top of our street asked if we were looking for a husky, and described me. When mom said yes, she said Ah wandered around in front of our house for a while, obviously lost, then Ah saw a car that Ah must've thought looked familiar cause Ah chased it down the street and around the corner. More searching in the direction she indicated brought no further sightings, it was like Ah had disappeared into thin air! They searched into the afternoon, then mom went to Walgreens to buy supplies to start making posters, came home & got on the 'puter to email our husky rescue group & put up notes on local lost pet sites, and made phone calls to the vet, animal control, AVID (who our chips are registered through), and our local paper to start an ad running. After all that, she went out to search and call some more. She mentioned to everyone she saw that Ah was missing, and told them how to reach her if'n they saw me, meanwhile dad was home watchin the other two & mannin the phone in case any calls came in. Finally, about 7:30 it was dark, & getting cold, and she figured she was going to have to give it up for the night when our next door neighbor told her that they had seen me crossing a busy street about 1/2 mile from our house, so off she went again to call & search in that area, around the Walgreens & Winn Dixie grocery store. When she got back, our neighbor across the street came over and asked "You're not missing one of your dogs, are you?) Mom told Miss Pat about me, and Miss Pat told mom a story her friend Ursula had told her over coffee shortly before.
Miss Ursula is also a dog lover, and has 3 of her own. Apparently, early that afternoon she had gone to Walgreens and was astounded to see a beautiful red husky in the store, walking up & down the aisles, checking out the merchandise & obviously looking for something. A nice lady who was cashierin at the store, took me into a storeroom in the back, and kept me there til her shift was over, then took me home with her and start checkin sources to see if someone was lookin for me, since it was apparent to her that Ah was well cared for an loved. Mom immediately called Walgreens, but the cashier had already gone home for the night. She talked to the manager who was understandably hesitant about giving out his employee's home phone number, but after mom described me and he heard the fear & despair in her voice, he caved and gave up the number. Mama was so nervous she couldn't even make the call, she had daddy do it. The lady was super nice and told daddy where she lived, she even refused their offer of a reward! The next day mom printed out the picture of me, Chili & Mik on the couch that is on the right side of our page, put it in a nice frame, got a gift certificate for blockbuster, and had dad deliver it with a thank you from all of us.
On Christmas morning there was a package under the tree to mom & dad from me, they were astounded when they opened it and inside was a plush husky that barks, wags his tail, and then gives sloppy wet kisses with his tongue. Ah figgered since Ah was already out of the yard and couldn't figure out how to get back in, it was the perfect opportunity for me to go find a great Christmas gift for mom & dad, to thank them for all they do for us. Mom loved the stuffed pup, but said having all 3 of her living, breathing, pooping huskies back home where they belonged was the best Christmas gift of all!

We just HATE hearing 'bout lost furbabies

2007-11-03T00:11:00.000-04:00

We just posted about the husky howl below, but right after mom got us set up on dogster we got an invitation to join a group, Husky Heaven. Mom went right out so we could check it out, and now we're all so sad. The site is set up in honor of Blue. He got out of his house back in May, and his mommy has been searching for him ever since. It sounds like she's done everything humanly possible to find him, and yet she hasn't stopped searching. They don't know if maybe he got picked up and some unscrupulous person is holding him, maybe for breeding, if he's still in the area, or what, but his mom isn't going to give up till she finds him, so we told them we would post his flyer here, and invite all our blogging buddies to do the same. Help spread the word, he's been chipped, he's had everyone searching for him from hot air balloons to bloodhounds, you just never know who might see something or where he might be.

Anywoo, here's the flyer:

Thanks to all our blogging buddies, you pups are the best and we all know how sad our humans would be if it was one of us. Sadly, we read on Blue's page that the day he got out was the same day his human mommy's dad passed away, so she got a double blow on that day, and though nothing can make up for losing her dad, we're all sure that having her best friend back would be a comfort.
If you want to check out Blues dogster page, here is the address:
http://www.dogster.com/dogs/620507
We haven't gone back to everypuppy's pages clear to last spring, so this info may have already been around, but it can't hurt to refresh the memory.
Thanks everybuddy,
Manykisses,
Bama & the Gang

3rd Annual Husky Howl

2007-10-31T01:35:00.000-04:00

Howroo everypup! (and Tia & Wilbur)

As promised, we can't wait to tell you all about our Husky Rescue pawty we went to on Sunday. The Siberian Husky Rescue of Florida had their 3rd annual Husky Howl Party at our local Dog Park, and we had SO much fun. The only thing that would have made it better is if all our blogging friends had been there too! We found out Sunday night that the unnofficial count of huskies attending the event was 82!!

Cracker was in a really grumpy mood, and kept trying to fight with other furballs there so he ended up having to spend most of the day on his leash so mom & dad could control him. He was very apologetic & upset for almost a whole day afterward, he said he just didn't know what go into him....but the SHRF co-ordinator, Tracy, told mom that they thought some grrlhusky was in heat, so that might have explained the high tempers cause our Cracker wasn't the only one who seemed to be confrontational.

Chili is the only one of us that has been "fixed". Mama & daddy have always wanted just one litter of puppies, and they hope that maybe Cracker & Mikki will grant their wish, so until Mik is 2, and they've both been checked for eyes & hips, they don't want to make the decision to alter any of us. Mama says she knows there are lots of unloved pups out there, and they've given lots of thought to whether or not they should allow any breeding, but they've got several friends who've begged for pups if we ever have them, and mama says "no puppy will leave this home without the new family being thoroughly checked and able to demonstrate that they are knowledgable about our breed. If we don't find appropriate loving homes for all our babies, they'll just have to stay home with the rest of the pack".

Sorry I got off track, but Cracker's unaltered state probably had something to do with his bad attitude, though he didn't seem to be interested in any other females, he was much more concerned with chaperoning & supervising Mikki & I. Course he's wooing Shelby-Woo, so at least she doesn't have to worry about him being unfaithful, or another husky-grrrl turning his head.

Anywoo, they had lots of fun games there, and Cracker won the Fastest Husky race! He got a SHRF certificate to hang on the wall & a bag full of treats & toys!

Here is a picture of Cracker, strutting his stuff after he won his first heat. Can't you just tell from the expression on his face that he knew he won, and how proud he was?

There were two preliminary heats, the winner of each of those raced each other in the final heat to determine who was the fastest husky. Here is a picture of Chili, Mikki, Mom & I watching the second heat, to see who Cracker was going to have to go up against in the final. Cracker was standing with daddy who was taking the picture.

And here is Crackers Award!

Then our names got called for several raffle prizes, and mom picked out lots more cool toys & treats for us. We made a haul! Here's a picture of some of our winnings. (mama had already given us most of the toys & stuff when I clawed her & told her we needed a picture for our blog, so there was other stuff that didn't make it into the picture cause once we had it we didn't want to give it up!)

None of us dressed up, but there were lots of huskies that participated in the costume contest, they even had a wolf (husky) dressed up like a sheep! He was so funny.

Mama entered each of us in the best howling contest & guess what? Not one of us would make a peep! She entered Mikki & I in the best kisser contest, and when Chili saw us kissing the judge he ran up and joined in the kissing too. The judge thought it was funny, and everyone else laughed too, he's so jealous, mama should have known that he wouldn't stand for somehusky else getting all the kisses! She entered Chili in the hairiest husky contest, and though she got a lot of fluff off him in the 2 minutes allowed, another husky got even more. We couldn't believe it cause there is no surface in our house that doesn't have Chili fur decorating it.

Mama baked all day Saturday & took 4 packages of treats for the raffle table, everyone seemed to be really excited, specially when they found out that they got copies of the recipes along with the treats. We took Bama's Banana-Applesauce Granola bars, Chili's No-Chili Cheese dogs, Crackers Peanut Butter & Nanner Muffins (thank you furry much), and Miss Mickles So-Cool Pumpkin Pupsickles. All of these concoctions started with recipes from the HTH recipe book, but then mama added our special touches to each one, so we would each have our own recipe. We haven't heard yet how much money was raised, but we had a grrrreat time and it felt so good knowing that it was all to benefit furballs in need. Wish woo all could have been there, there were huskies everywhere you looked!

We're all proud of mama right now too, she finally hooked us all up with Dogster pages, so now we can get in on the voting for cutest picture contests and stuff. Took her long enough, but I guess we shouldn't look a gift human in the mouth....Click on our badges on the right side of the page to see our Dogster profiles. I'm kinda unhappy though, mama checked the radio button on my page for "wolf/coyote" and now it says I'm "feral". Who? Me?? Ya gotta be kidding! I'm the worlds largest lap puppy! I think I'm gonna have to make her fix that...you shoulda seen me at the "Howl". I was scared to death for about the first 1/2 hour, I found a corner in the fence where I could put my back & cower. Mom & dad both tried & tried to get me to come out & play with all the other pups, but I just wasn't sure about mixing it up with a bunch of strangers. When I finally did come out I stayed really close to mom & dad for most of the rest of the day. I did do some sniffing & a little bit of nose-bumping but I really didn't want to get very far away from mama. Mikki was much braver than I was, but every once in a while she'd decide she had enough strangers for a while, and would come hide her head between mama's legs. Mom would laugh & tell her, "just cause you can't see them doesn't mean they can't see you", but Mik said she felt better hiding her eyes. Chili was a total social butterfly, his little feety-feet trotting every which way, greeting every husky he saw, and kissing any human that got close enough.

All in all it was a fun day, and we were really happy to get out & meet all the other pups. We all wish Cracker wouldn't have been so grumpy, so he could have played and had more fun, but we're all really proud of his big win, we knew he was the "zoomiest"! We may post more pictures of the Howl later, we're waiting to get an email from Tracy with pictures some of the other attendees took. Daddy was having a hard time taking pictures and "keeping Cracker on a short leash".

Hope everyone out there had a Happy Howl-o-ween, talk to y'all again soon!

Manykisses,

Bama, Chili, Mikki & Cracker (the ZOOMIEST)

Hard at Work on our Mission from the AO4

2007-10-26T19:05:00.000-04:00

Howroo Everypup (& Kitties),
Dad finally loaded our pictures, so we get to report on our efforts to complete our mission as assigned by the AO4. But before we get to that.....
CRACKER'S BIG ADVENTURE
OK, so it wasn't much of an adventure, but he sure had mom & dad going! Here's what happened:
About 3AM this morning, we decided we all had to go out. Daddy was asleep in bed where most humans are at this time, but mommy opened the back door and let us out, then sat down by the door to wait for us. Cracker heard a possum or raccoon on the other side of our fence, and decided he better go make sure that critter knew not to come into our yard. Mama heard him hit the fence, and knew instantly that he was on his way over. She came running out in the yard in her fuzzy slippers, robe flapping, trying not to fall in any of our holes, and yellin "Cracker, NO!".
Too late, mom, he's already gone...
She went through the gate (very carefully to not let any of the rest of us out), calling to him, but quickly figured out he had gone over the side into the neighbors back yard, so she came back through the gate, hustled us all in the house, went & woke up dad & told him to keep an eye on us while she went to try to find the Crackerhead, having terrifying visions the whole time of trying to find a loose Sibe in the dark and knowing precious seconds had been lost getting us in the house, waking up dad and getting the flashlight. She went out the front door, around the side of the house where he escaped, called to him, and he came right up to her! She picked him up and carried him in the front door, and soon as he got into the family room we all jumped and mauled him. She thought we were telling him off for leaving without us, HA! We were making it clear, in no uncertain terms, how unSibelike his behaviour was. What husky ever comes when they're free & the humans call? What husky escapes their yard and doesn't immediately start sprinting for Siberia? What was he thinkin???
Anywoo, he was on double super probation all day, not allowed out of the house without a 2-legged escort, but he was on his best behaviour. He said runnin free is one thing, but no way he could leave the rest of the pack behind.

Now on to our mission from the AO4. As you may or may not remember from a previous post, our mission was to invade China through the back door in Florie-duh, conveniently located somewhere in our backyard.
We've been hard at work, trying to locate the secret hidden hatch. Following are the pictures of all our hard work. Mom had to receive several fresh claw wounds before she would agree to let us post the pictures, but was it ever in doubt who would win this arguement? You won't see any pictures of Chili digging, he says he's the team supervisor & doesn't DO physical labor, "Somehusky has to be the boss"

Mikki hard at work

Cracker the Excavator

Bama taking a turn

Mikki reviewing our Accomplishments

Some pictures of our attempted assault on China.

Troop meeting to discuss our tactical doctrine

It's gonna take a lot of naps to build our strength back up for the next assault!

Sniff y'all again when we wake up....
Manykisses,
The River Hill Excavation Team

Facts about US

2007-10-24T13:50:00.001-04:00

The lovely Miss HollyBollyBananaBoo tagged everyone to play a new game and list 8 facts about themselves. We thought it sounded fun and a grrrreat way to get to know more about our puppals (and them about us) so here we go.....

Since this is my blog, I'll go first:
1) When I stand on my back legs I'm almost as tall as mama, there is no counter in the house I can't surf with ease.
2) I don't sound anything like the other huskoids in the house, I have a REALLY deep growly voice, even when I was a tiny baby I sounded like a BIG dog.
3) I'm not a full husky, I'm actually a husky/wolf hybrid. The guy mom & dad got me from tried to convince them I'm full timberwolf, but even our vet said he wouldn't have been able to sell me without a permit & she was sure I had husky in me, but the wolf part of me explains my size and deep voice.
4) When I run outside with the rest of my pack I don't do zoomies like the rest of the furballs, I lope like a wolf. Dad says I look like I'm runnin in slowmo, but I'm deceptively fast.
5) I LOVE to eat, mom & dad say my legs must be hollow cause they've never been able to feed me enough to not want more, I always try to steal ALL the food so they feed me first to keep me busy so everyhusky else can get some. Once it's theirs I won't try to take it away, but until it's in their mouth or bowl it's fair game!
6) I'm very resistant to any type of training, though with lots of persistance & stubborn parents I'm finally starting to get some of it.....
7) My favorite time with my humans is first thing in the morning when I hold mom down and wash her face thoroughly before I allow her to get out of bed.
8) Considering that I'm part wolf, surprisingly I have no interest in hunting, (except for stalking Cracker). Mama thinks it's funny how skittish I am with anything that moves.

Mikki here, I'm gonna take my turn next:
1) I love to hunt, my favorite prey is lizards and I spend lots of time patrolling our fence & checking all their hiding places. When I catch them I don't eat them, but I love to play with them.
2) I'm a very dainty, girly-girl and don't like to roughhouse as much as the rest of the pack, though I will get into the games for a short time occasionally.
3) Although most of my pics make me look like a black & white, I'm actually a quad-color, black, silver, tan & white (kinda like the Bamonster, but she's got a lot more white on her).
4) I'm pretty nervous around dogs that aren't part of my pack, at last years Husky Howl I hung out by the fence and tried to avoid strangers.
5) I'm not at all demanding, and usually make the humans come to me if they want to love on me. The exception is in bed, I love to cuddle & get tummy rubs in bed.
6)My very favorite pasttime in the world is gazing at the sky, day or night, if I'm outside & not on lizard patrol I'm sittin right in the middle of the yard staring at the sky.
7) When I give huskykisses I like to nibble on bottom lips. I never hurt, just gentle nibbles but this is how I've always given kisses.
8) When we went to last years Husky Howl, the SHRF (Siberian Husky Rescue of Florida) volunteer, Tracy, that was organizing the whole party said if they'd met me before the party they would have included a "longest tail" contest cause for sure I had the longest husky tail they'd ever seen.

Cracker here, Ah guess Ah'll take mah turn next:
1) Yea, Ah really do speak with a southern accent.
2) Mama says huskies have the prettiest eyes in the world, an Ah have the prettiest eyes of any husky she's ever seen.
3) Ah'm a born escape artist an had a couple of really scary adventures before ma & pa figgered out how to keep me contained, & Ah figgered out the best place to be was at home with the rest of mah pack.
4)Ah LOVE to watch TV. Speshully animal shows. Mah favorites are nature documentaries. Mama furst discovered my fascination with the boobtube when I was jest a youngpup, she pawsed the TV for somethin, an it just happened to paws with a pitcher of a bad guy on the screen. Ah knowd he was a bad guy! Ah yelled & yelled at him, hid behind the couch & poked mah head out & he was still there so Ah yelled some more, an Ah dint stop yellin til she unpawsed & that bad guy got out of our livin room!
5) Ah may have a red neck, an talk like a red neck, but Ah'm really very edumacated an have et very many good books.
6) Ah'm the best excavator in our pack, soon's dad uploads the pics Ah'll show y'all some of mah best efforts to complete our mission from the AO4 and sneak into China through the backdoor in Florie-duh.
7) Ah love my stuffies, an when Ah'm done playin with 'em, I hide 'em from the rest of the pack so's they won't go tryin to destuff 'em. Sometimes though, Ah have to get mama to help me cause Ah hide 'em so good Ah can't get to 'em again by mahself.
8) No grrrrls can resist me when Ah make mah flirty sexy bedroom eyes at 'em.

Chili here, I guess it's true, last but definitely not least!
1) I'm definitely the smartest in my pack, the rest of these guys are just doofus's.
2) I'm the worlds best couch potato, if they gave an award for couch potatoism our mantle would be full of my trophies.
3) I'm the fluffiest husky in the world! (OK, I may share the title with Queen Meeshka, but I'd definitely give her a run for her treats, just ask the poor Rainbow that has to try to suck up all my excess fur)
4) I'm scared of Advantage. OK, so it's a dumb thing to be scared of, but I'm still scared. Every month when the humans get the meds out, I take my heartworm pill, then run and hide under the coffee table and refuse to come out. They have to sneak up and dose me when I'm not paying attention.
5) I'm the cuddliest husky in the pack, and don't even mind when mom or the BoogieBoy use me as a pillow, long as they're loving on me at the same time.
6) I taught Cracker everything he knows about escapism, then I retired.
7) Even though I'm the shortest husky in the house, I can jump higher than anyhusky else. When the leashes come out and I know we're going somewhere I start jumping up & down waiting for them to open the door, I can jump straight up and my nose reaches the top of the door! Mom calls me her "Mexican Jumping Bean".
8) I'm the boss! Period, end of story! They're MY humans, My food, My toys, My bed, My couch, MINE, MINE, MINE. The rest of them are just lucky I share....

Now, here are the rules;
1. Link to your tagger and post these rules.
2. List eight (8) random facts about yourself.
3. Tag eight dogs at the end of your post and list their names (linking to them).
4. Let them know they’ve been tagged by leaving them a comment on their blogs.

Since Miss Holly already tagged anyone who hasn't already played to join in the fun, we're just going to second that motion. If you haven't already played, consider yourselves tagged!
We'll try to get dad to upload the pics so we can tell y'all about our efforts to invade China in our next post, and we'll be sure to take lots of pics at the Husky Howl this weekend so we can post about that next week. Cracker invited Miss Shelby to come to Florie-duh to attend the festivities as his date, (and Maddox to be her escort) so we'll have to let you know whether or not her mom agrees to bring her all the way from Tex-us, and how their furst date goes.

Until then,
Manykisses & Husky Hugs from
Bama & the River Hill Pack

Mission orders from the AO4, new tag from Tia & Sitka

2007-10-20T00:49:00.000-04:00

Howroo, everypup & Wilbur,

Sorry it's taken us so long to post something, mom found a new sim game, Plant Tycoon, online and has been playing every night. We had a pretty good storm roll through this afternoon & knock the power out, so that was the end of her game, Maybe now I'll be able to make her take her blogging duties seriously.

We're so excited, we recieved our mission from the AO4, and we've been working on a tunnel to China ever since. We have a gazillion holes in the backyard. We understand it would be easier to dig one large hole instead of bunches of small ones, but then we hit a tree root and have to start all over.

Mom says she won't allow the pics on our blog, she's too embarassed about our landscaping projects", but dad is the "keeper of the camera" so we just need to get him to take the pics.

We've gotten tagged to play a cool new game from our friends Tia & Sitka. The rules are pretty self-explanatory, just follow the suggestions given. Our answers will be in BLUE

I will go first - BAMA

YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (favorite stuffie + tail characteristic)
Pillow Fan

YOUR GANGSTER NAME: (favorite kong-filler + favorite cookie)
Peanut Butter Huskoreo

YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color + favorite animal species)
Red Wolf

SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name + city where you were born)
Lamb Mobile

YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name + first 2 letters of your first name)
LamBa

SUPERHERO NAME: (“The” + 2nd favorite color + favorite drink)
The Maroon Michalobe

NASCAR NAME: (the first names of your grandfathers)
Larry Johnny (not to be confused with Ricky Bobby, howrroooo)

STRIPPER NAME: (your favorite scent + favorite treat)
Glop Yogurt

WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother’s & father’s middle names)
Renee' Lee

TV WEATHER ANCHOR NAME: (your vet’narin’s last name + a major city that starts with the same letter)
Athey Atlanta

SPY NAME: (your favorite season/holiday + favorite flower)
Winter Honeysuckle

CARTOON NAME: (favorite fruit + article of clothing you’re wearing right now + “ie” or “y”)
Banana Nekkidy

HIPPY NAME: (What you ate for breakfast + your favorite plant)
Glop Wisteria

YOUR ROCKSTAR TOUR NAME: (“The” + Your favorite hobby + favorite weather element + “Tour”)
The Digging Tornado Tour

OK, Cracker says he wants to go next:

-YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (favorite stuffie + tail characteristic)
Hide-an-egg Long
GANGSTER NAME: (favorite kong-filler + favorite cookie)
Peanut Butter Liv-a-Snap
YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color + favorite animal species)
Orange Possum
YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name + city where you were born)
Cracker is my middle name, so....Cracker St. Augustine
YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name + first 2 letters of your first name
JacCh
SUPERHERO NAME: (“The” + 2nd favorite color + favorite drink)
The Hunter Green Busch
NASCAR NAME: (the first names of your grandfathers)
Larry Johnny
STRIPPER NAME: (your favorite scent + favorite treat)
Eggs Pupsicle
WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother’s & father’s middle names)
Renee' Lee
TV WEATHER ANCHOR NAME: (your vet’narin’s last name + a major city that starts with the same letter
Athey Andalucia
SPY NAME: (your favorite season/holiday + favorite flower)
Thanksgiving Hybiscis
CARTOON NAME: (favorite fruit + article of clothing you’re wearing right now + “ie” or “y”)
Pumpkin Nekkidie
HIPPY NAME: (What you ate for breakfast + your favorite plant)
Glop Oak
YOUR ROCKSTAR TOUR NAME: (“The” + Your favorite hobby + favorite weather element + “Tour”)
The Zooming Sun Tour

Next is Chili:
YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (favorite stuffie + tail characteristic)
Duck Fluffy
YOUR GANGSTER NAME: (favorite kong-filler + favorite cookie)
Senior Huskoreo
YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color + favorite animal species)
Blue Skwirrel
YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name + city where you were born)
Hot Inverness
YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name + first 2 letters of your first name)
PepBo
SUPERHERO NAME: (“The” + 2nd favorite color + favorite drink)
The White Water
NASCAR NAME: (the first names of your grandfathers)
Johhny Larry
STRIPPER NAME: (your favorite scent + favorite treat)
Pig Feet Cheese

WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother’s & father’s middle names)
Lee Renee'
WEATHER ANCHOR NAME: (your vet’narin’s last name + a major city that starts with the same letter)
Athey Austin
SPY NAME: (your favorite season/holiday + favorite flower)
Christmas Magnolia
NAME: (favorite fruit + article of clothing you’re wearing right now + “ie” or “y”)
Pumpkin Nudie
HIPPY NAME: (What you ate for breakfast + your favorite plant)
Glop Monstera
YOUR ROCKSTAR TOUR NAME: (“The” + Your favorite hobby + favorite weather element + “Tour”)
The Napping Rain Tour

And finally, Mikki
YOUR ROCK STAR NAME: (favorite stuffie + tail characteristic)
Boogie Slipper Plume
YOUR GANGSTER NAME: (favorite kong-filler + favorite cookie
Liver Milk Bone
YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (favorite color + favorite animal species)
Blue Lizard
SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name + city where you were born)
Auma La Grange
YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name + first 2 letters of your first name)
AurMi
SUPERHERO NAME: (“The” + 2nd favorite color + favorite drink)
Red Water
NASCAR NAME: (the first names of your grandfathers)
Johnny Larry
Stripper Name: (your favorite scent + favorite treat)
Eggs Cookie
WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (mother’s & father’s middle names)
Lee Renee'
TV WEATHER ANCHOR NAME: (your vet’narin’s last name + a major city that starts with the same letter)
Athey Austin
SPY NAME: (your favorite season/holiday + favorite flower)
Spring Lily
CARTOON NAME: (favorite fruit + article of clothing you’re wearing right now + “ie” or “y”)
Peach Nudie
HIPPY NAME: (What you ate for breakfast + your favorite plant)
Glop Grass
YOUR ROCKSTAR TOUR NAME: (“The” + Your favorite hobby + favorite weather element + “Tour”)
The Stargazing Sunny Day Tour

Wowoo, pups that took some thought! Mom says she's going to bed so guess we'll have to close down for the night, sniff ya later furballs.
We tag Army of 4, Turbo & HollyBollyBananaBoo. Have fun pups!
Manykisses,
Bama & the RHP

Mikki's interview by Jack-a-Roo of Cyber-Sibes fame, Cool new tag from Tasha & Eva, Happy Ending for local rescue facility & Survivorman!

2007-10-09T23:22:00.000-04:00

Howroooroo Everypup. Mikki here, I got a lovely message from Cyber-Sibes, and the oh so cute Jack has asked to interview me. Thank woo Jack-a-Roo for the lovely compliments, although I'm currently on Pippa's LONG list of grrrlfriends, I'm sure he wouldn't mind sharing my affections, after all, I don't mind sharing his....I'd be honored to be your grrrlfriend. Here is the interview from Jack (in Bold, of course)
Jack here, & I wants to know:
1. Mikki, how do you maintain your royal beauty, especially when you have to discipline those rowdy boys?
It's really very simple Jack. I have a magic coat. When I was born DOG blessed me with a magic coat, nothing sticks to me. I can go out and dig in the mud, be totally filthy, come in and have mom dry me off as best she can, then once I'm dry the dirt just flies away from me. Instead of being allergic to dust & dirt, it's allergic to me, woohoohoo. Daddy sometimes calls me the teflon husky. Crackers coat is very similar, and it seems the Monster's coat is going to be that way too. Chili is the only one of us that ever seems to really need a bath, cause he's so fluffy, if something gets through all that fur it has no hope of ever escaping! (mom thinks our fish oil, & vitamin E capsules with breakfast every morning might have something to do with it, but I know I have a magic coat).

2. Chili has a gift with color & mosaics, - What is your special gift?
My gift is more of a psychological gift, I'm the pack referee and peacemaker. No matter who is arguing, or what they're arguing about, if it gets too heated I get right into the middle of it and usually manage to break it up. I think it's a southern lady, steel magnolia kind of talent, when the LADY of the house has to raise her voice, everypuppy stops to listen.
3. I read that you are a great hunter - what is the biggest baddest prey you've ever taken down?
I guess the biggest was a possum, although Cracker helped with that one. On my own I've caught several rats (mom thinks they were sick from poison the neighbors put out, but I am a GREAT huntress, I don't need human help! How insulting!) I've also caught many lizards, toads, buggies, and a snake. Cracker catches lots of snakes, Chili used to catch skwirells before he got so chubby, and Bama catches leaves & sticks. Wooooo, scary...
4. What is your favorite thing to eat, and were do you like to eat it?
Since mom & dad put us on the BARF diet I love almost everything, but our new favorite is pig feet. Mom says it's kinda gross, but it takes us a long time to chew em up good and we sound like a pack of wolves out in our sunroom at dinner time, ripping, and chewing, and chomping, and crunching. Mmmmm, wonder if mom has any treats...Woo, sorry, I got sidetracked there for a second. I also LOVE our breakfast glop, with ground meat, veggies, eggs, yogurt, pumpkin, oats & other stuff. It's yummy! And even mom & dad say it smells pretty good, compared to any canned food they've ever smelled. We eat breakfast out of our bowls in the kitchen, but since dinner consists of some kind of raw meaty bones we get those out in the sunroom, with the easy to clean tile floor.
(mom says since we've been on the new diet they've been AMAZED. No soupy poops or upset tummies, destructive chewing has almost disappeared, we even only destuffed one of the new toys she brought us from AlaBAMA, and our coats look BEAWOOTIFUL)
5. If you could travel anywhere, where would you go?Looking forward to hearing your answers, Mikki! Jack A-Roo
I think I'd love to visit Alaska. One of my very favorite things to do is sit outside at night and just stare up at the stars. Mom usually has to call my name a couple of times to get my attention and "bring me back to earth". I think it would be the coolest thing ever to see the Aurora Borealis in person! Course mom & dad would probably have to camp out cause they'd never get me in the house, woohoo. I think I'm gonna ask for a telescope for Christmas, I want to see the Dog Star, and find out if I woo at him, if he'll woo back.

Thanks Jack-a-roo, that was lots of fun, and such a gentlemanly thing to do, takin pity on a southern damsel in distress.

We got this tag from Tasha & Eva:
"We would like to tag you for a new game. Tell us 3 things that you and your pack "Help" your humans do. Look forward to hearing your answers! Belly Rubs, Tasha & Eva."

Woo girls, this is a good one, thanks for tagging us! We had to put our furry heads together to come up with the top 3, cause we all help them in SO many ways, but these were our favorites.

1) One or more of us supervises every visit to the bathroom. While the humans are in there we attempt to sniff to see if they need to put on clean underwear, and inspect their output to insure they haven't contracted any diseases, supervise showers and baths to insure no human drowns, & inspect trash cans for tissue, tp rolls or q-tips that need to be removed and destroyed.

2) Keep their credit rating in tip-top shape by insuring they use their plastic cards regularly shopping for toys & treats online, heartworm & flea/tick preventatives, visits to the V.E.T, both planned and unplanned, not to mention the cost of sending us to the resort if they want to go somewhere together overnight! We've heard humans say "you have to spend money to make money", We're doing our part to make sure we help our humans to become extremely wealthy!

3)Make sure they get plenty of excercise and don't become couch potatos. If they sit down and look too comfortable for more than a couple of minutes, we'll go in another room and make loud noises so they have to get up to check on us, or we'll insist we need to go outside & they never leave us outside unsupervised. We all help with their upperbody strength on lead, and Bama helps more with an excersize she's devised requiring them to push her down from the counter or the stove anytime they are cooking or eating anything.

We are very happy for our local Human Society this week. They are a no-kill shelter, and do a lot of good work finding second homes for furkids that can no longer be in their first home. They had a terrible fire there last spring, most of the pups were saved but they lost almost all of the cats (93) to smoke inhallation before the rescue workers could get to them. Thanks to local fundraising efforts and charity on the part of many good people in our city, they opened back up this past weekend, in a lovely and state of the art new facility, and they're back in business doing what they do best, helping furballs in need. Of course I'm sure they still have lots to do but they have new, clean & dry, safe facilities to house everyone in. That is Pawsome, and we give 16 paws up to the dedicated employees & volunteers that fostered the kids until the new facility was complete, and to the businesses, workers and volunteers who donated time & money to get the facility back up and running in as short a time as possible!
JHS is our hero's of the week.

Now our mom wants' to rant a bit. She and dad watched Survivorman many times, but the third episode this season took place in Labrador. He went in with a team of huskies, but after a couple of days he decided to eat some of the dogs food, then give a demonstration about how hard it would be to live without the team, and how much those dogs are relied and counted on. So whats he do? Lets them go, the whole team, still in harness & dragging the sled behind them. He said "they know their way home, they'll be back in their kennels eating a warm meal within 24 hours. After a long soft rain, the ice started to melt too much for snowmobiles or sleds to get to him & get him out of there, so they sent a helicopter to pick up he and his crew. Nothing was ever again mentioned about the dogteam, and I'm forced to wonder if they did make it home safe. What if someone got hurt and the rest of the team was forced to drag him in harness? What if the sled tipped over, or got caught on something so they couldn't escape? What if they too got cut off by the raising water and sudden ice melt and found themselves unable to return home. Mom & Dad were both furious, "he counted on those dogs to keep him safe and get him where he needed to go, then he ate their food and cut them loose to make it on their own (or not). Now we are boycotting Survivorman in our house, we won't support anyone who could so callously put his partners at risk. And though it's been several weeks since we saw this, we still don't know if the dogs made it home, or what kind of condition they were in. All we can say: for survivormans sake, we hope they did make it home okay, and that the owners of that pack didn't feel a need to resort to violence over his lack of responsibility. I'm afraid I would have kicked his butt back to the plane to wherever he was going next for putting my family in danger.
Okay, thanks pups for letting me get that off my chest. Happy Humpday Everypup.
Mom has turned the computer back over to me, guess I better close now, mom's falling asleep on the keyboard, and it's going on 2AM
Here are the rules for the interviews, if you'd like to be interviewed, post a comment on this blog tellin us your wish to be interviewed.
THE RULES:
1. If you are interested in being interviewed, leave me a comment saying, 'interview me.'
2. I will respond by posting five questions for you. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will update your blog with a post containing your answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

We'd like to tag Amici, The Mullins Clan & the Kapp Pack to tell us 3 ways they help their humans.
Gentle Nose Nudges from,
Miss Mikki, Steel Magnolia & the rest of the RHP

The boys get Interviewed

2007-10-07T18:26:00.000-04:00

Howroo everypup (& Wilbur)!

Chili here, Cap'n Zim graciously agreed to interview me, like the Bamonster's post, his questions will be in Bold:

1/ Have you always been interested in color and design?

I guess I must've been, at least as long as I can remember. Most of my color & design capabilities have been restricted to the rearranging of furniture, throw pillows, and blankies, though. (why do humans insist on putting those stoopid little "decorative" pillows on the furniture? Furst thing I do when mounting my throne is to toss them right on the floor. You'd think the humom would get the message, but nooooooo. Even after we destuffed them all, she just went and bought new ones!!!)

2/ How long did it take your bipeds to realize you had this special gift? I mean... I've seen that mosaic you designed, and it's AWESOME!

Awwwwe, Zim, thanks! (Now I'm blushing....)

Mom realized early on that I had a natural knack for the above mentioned chores, but she was sure when she started the mosaic. I insisted on being there to supervise throughout the entire process, and had considerable input into the colors and placement of tile pieces.

3/ Who really rules your pack?

I'm so GLAD you asked! I do, of course. That little upstart Bama thinks she's gonna rule cause she's gonna be the biggest, just cause I'm the smallest doesn't mean I can't rule with claws of iron, just ask Mik & Cracker. Even though she's already much bigger than me, she doesn't dare mess with me like she does the other two. I just give her the look, & a low grumble, and she backs right off. She's pretty good at keeping the others in line though, which means more nap time for me....

4/ How come Bama gets the blog in her name?

Mom came home one day in July, she had been looking online for husky cartoons & discovered Queen Mishka's blog. That night she read a lot of the posts to all of us, in between her tears of laughter & hiccups. We had NO idea there was a whole world of blogging doggies out there! We all decided immediately that we wanted a blog too, so we could start making friends. Well...you know how kids are, so impatient, (are we there yet, are we there yet?) & Bama just bounced all over, trying to chew the computer cords, standing up in mom's lap to see the screen for the videos, and basically made a real pain in the snooter spot of herself until mom finally gave in. I guess it's true, the squeaky wheel does get the grease. (BTW, thanks for the "snooter" word, it's our new favorite word!)

5/ Who is your favorite playmate and why?

For zoomies it's definitely Cracker, that boy is FAST!! For real live chew toy fun, any of the other three will do, they all squeal equally satisfyingly. My favorite human playmate is MY BoogieBoy, although my favorite thing to do with him is cuddle.

The lovely and regal HollyBollyBananaBoo agreed to interview Cracker, (after he begged so embarassingly, what's he think he is, a poodle?) So I'm gonna turn it over to him, he's been almost as impatient as Bama, for Dogness sake! Besides, I'm overdue for a nap....

Warm Fuzzies,

Chili

Owoooowooowoo, finally Ah get a turn! It's me, everypup, the Southern Cracker! Ah'm so excited to be interviewed by the gorgeous Miss HBBB, hopefully she'll like my answers and agree to be my grrrlfriend. Ya'll know the drill, Holly's questions'll be in Bold.

1. How do you like living in the very hot south? And how do you handle the heat?

This is kinda hard fur me to answer cause Ah aint never knew nothin else. Ah's borned just down the road aways in St. Augustine. We went to Chicago fur a visit one time, but it was in July and just as hot there as it was here. Ah'm truly a southern gentleman. Mama says if'n she'd a knowd what a southern gentleman I was gonna turn out to be she mighta thought 'bout namin me Red Butler, but Ah'm glad Ah'm the CrackerMan. She wants us all to live in Aridzona some day, she says it's hot there too, but not so hoomid, and she says it's really nice in the mountains north of the Phoenix metro area.

As far as handlin the heat, that's what they make AC fur! And of course we have the sunroom that Chili decorated so beawootifully, with cool tile floors and a giant ceiling fan.

2. Do you get enough attention with so many fur siblings?

Woo can ever get nuff attention? But Ah'm really good at getting lovins from mama. Ah woo at her and she just has to woo back. Then Ah make mah sexy bedroom flirty eyes at her and she just melts, becomes putty in mah paws, furst Ah lower my lids halfway, then Ah blink really slow, then dad says "Quit tryin to make time with my ol' lady" howrooroo....If that doesn't make her immediately come love on me, Ah yell, LOUDLY, over & over. One way or another, it's just not possible fur her to ignore me, so yeah, Ah reckon Ah get as much attention as Ah want. Ah'm also the only one that likes to watch TV with her, (as long as she puts on Animal Planet or something similar). We'll cuddle together on the couch and watch fur hours, my favorite shows are anything to do with sleddin, wolves, and Cesar Milan. (hey don't get the wrong idea, the best way to defend yourself is to know the opponant's strategy!) Ah watched the Iditarod race with her every week this year! Wooooohoooo, Lance Mackey!

(mom here, he really will watch TV for hours as long as there are animals on it, I've been amazed by his attention span, and just like me, he totally tunes out the commercials, heehee)

3. Where is your favorite place to sleep?

Usually at the foot of the bed, on mama's side, keepin her feet warm fur her. Ah used to sleep on the chaise lounge until Bama et the swan head, now it's just not fittin for one of my grace and beawooty, though Ah will move down there if'n Ah get too hot during the night.

4. If you could live anywhere else in the world, where would that be, and why?

Ah think Ah'd like somewhere northern like "laska, or Minnie-soda, but Ah've never been in snow, so Ah aint fur shur. Mama keeps pushin Aridzona & says northern AZ gets snow too, so....Ah do reckon Ah'd like it out west, mama says there's still lots of wide open spaces, not like here, 'less'n it's a swamp.

5. What is the most expensive thing you have destroyed?

This one is tuff! Ah've destroyed lots of stuff, but not anything really 'spensive.

Let me ponder on it.....books, pillows, rugs....Oh, Ah know! Mama collects Navaho Kachina dolls, (as well as a gazillion other stuffs). She had a really nice set of 7, all handcrafted by the same native American artist. Ah leaped the gate into the front room one time and turned "Butterfly" into splinters. He tasted so good, an Ah had so much fun Ah broke out again a few days later and performed my durability test on Fox. (he dint hold up either...) Mama now has the rest of her collection behind doors in a curio cabinet & up on top shelves of the bookcase where even Ah cain't reach 'em.

Thank woo for the interview Miss Holly, that was lotsa fun! Ah'm postin a pitcher of me with my best sexy bedroom flirty eyes, would ya do me the honor of bein mah grrrlfriend? These chicks round here are too scared of The Big Chill to pay 'nuff attention to me, so Ah need a grrrlfriend that won't be 'timidated by him.

OK, here's the rules:

If you want me to interview you:
1. If you are interested in being interviewed, leave me a comment saying, 'interview me.'
2. I will respond by posting five questions for you. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will update your blog with a post containing your answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.
So......everypup (& Wilbur), who wants to be interviewed? And which of us would you like to do the interviewing?

Guess we're gonna close for now, I gotta send mama to find another doggie doing interviews and ask pretty please for somepup to interview Mikki. She says she feels left out cause nopup wanted to interview her, here's a pitcher of her givin her sad, "won't somepuppy interview me, pretty please" look.....

Woowoo's & Playbows

Cracker (Southern Gentleman)

My interview by Turbo

2007-10-06T15:24:00.001-04:00

Howrrroooo Everypup (& Wilbur),
Our friend Turbo the Sibe has been conducting interviews, and graciouslessy volunteered to interview ME! So, without further ado, here is my interview with Tubey! His questions will be in Bold:

1) Why are humans so stupid?

Wow, I really had to think about this one, there are so many possible answers, but I think it's 'cause they only walk on 2-legs. This causes their noses to be WAY to far from the ground. They're already nose-dead, then they put their noses way up there in the air....how can they learn anything if they can't smell, and don't follow proper sniffing techniques? I mean really, did you read the recent posts on Sitka & AO4's pages? Most humans don't even know those spots on our beawootiful tails are for sniffing! Honestly! What did they think they were there for? And when was the last time you ever saw a human sniffing for news?

Mikki's snooter spot

Chili's snooter spot

Can you see Cracker's snooter spot?

Yup, yup, there's my snooter spot! (kinda faint, but it's there!)

2) What's the best food item you've stolen from your humans?

This one was easy! A couple of weeks ago dad had a pork loin marinating on the counter while waiting for the grill to reach the perfect smolder, it was YUMMY, but I only got a little taste before they caught me and took it away....

3) Do you have a story about a time you or your canine room mates made your humans freak out?

The rest of the pack have lots of these stories, but I'm not gonna steal theirs in case somehusky else decides to interview them. I don't really have any myself yet, maybe cause the rest of them have taught mom & dad too many lessons, so they usually keep a really close eye on me. Chili said I can tell you about Granddog Ice's hole-in-the-head incident. Right after mom & dad moved into our current den, in 2003, Ice got a new lump on his face. He had previously had some removed, so mom & dad thought this would be pretty routine, even though the lump was right between his eyes, and growing really fast. He had to spend the night at the V.E.T after the surgery cause the doc said the tumor was really deep. He came home on Friday with a zipper on his face! Honestly it was staples, but it looked like you could unzip his face. He had to keep the staples in for a week, so the following Friday he went back to the V.E.T. to have the staples removed. Our Boogieboy came over that night to spend the weekend, and he was supposed to go somewhere with mom & dad on Saturday. (mom can't remember where they were going). He was out in the yard visiting Starr & Ice while mom & dad were getting ready to go, then he ran in the house and asked mom "Why does Ice have a hole in his head?" Mom shrieked "What do you mean he has a hole in his head?" and ran out to check on Ice. Sure enough, he had a really deep hole in his forehead, right between his eyes, where the staples had come out the day before. Of course, it was after noon on a Saturday, so our regular vet was closed, so off to the emergency animal hospital they went. The emergency vet put 4 stitches inside the hole, then 6 more outside, she said the hole from his surgery was so deep that even though the staples held the skin together, the hole underneath was still there and all he had to do was bump or scratch it to break the skin and open it back up. Needless to say, they never made it wherever they were supposed to be going, spent the whole afternoon in the ER instead.....

4) Are there actually elephants in Alabama with loose tusks?

Huh??? What kinda question is that???

Oh, mom just 'splained it to me, howrooorooroo, you're one funny pup, Turbo!

Tuscaloosa, that's a good one! Since I'm from Mobile, and never been to Tuscaloosa, I'm not sure, but I'll go ask Dad, he's from AlaBAMA too.

Ok, I'm back. Dad said AlaBAMA has a football team that has an elephant as a mascot, and there are lots of people in AlaBAMA that have red necks and no teeth, so..... by my amazing powers of deduction, I assume that AlaBAMA has a shortage of good dentists, therefore it follows that the elephant population of AlaBAMA probably find it extremely difficult to obtain proper dental care and a significant number of them probably DO have loose tusks (which is, I'm sure, where the town got it's name, unless it has something to do with the wild boar population, but I'd hate to boar you with my thoughts on that subject, howroorooroo) . Roll Tide!

5.) What's your greatest destruction success?

Oh Tubey, this is my FAVORITE question! My mom has this really cool, hand carved, silk covered, mahogany chaise lounge that sits at the foot of our bed. It used to have this really cool (and tasty) carved swan neck & head that curved up above the rest of the back of the chaise. I say used to because somehusky managed to use it as a teething device and turned the beawootiful swan into a headless stumpbird. I'm not admitting to it even though it did survive the teething efforts of the rest of the pack. Who's to say one of them didn't suddenly revert to their puppyhood, huh? Nobody caught me redtoothed did they? Innocent until proven guilty! Does this look like somehusky who would eat furniture? (Ignore the hole in the seat, that was Mikki, I swear!)

Thanks for the interview, Turbo! That was fun!!

The rules as spelled out on Turbo's page.....

Here's the rules if you want me to interview you:

1. If you are interested in being interviewed, leave me a comment saying, 'interview me.'

2. I will respond by posting five questions for you. I get to pick the questions.

3. You will update your blog with a post containing your answers to the questions.

4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.

5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

So......everypup (& Wilbur), who wants to be interviewed? And which of us would you like to do the interviewing?

Manykisses,

Bama & the River Hill Pack

Most recent picture of ME!

2007-09-30T02:31:00.000-04:00

I finally tortured the humom's guilt into posting a new picture of me that shows how much I've grown and how beautiful I'm becoming (if you can get past the "rabbit ears"). Mom calls me her long-legged, brown-eyed platinum blonde runway model. She says I even have the swayee hip thing going for me, whatever that means...anywooo, here it is, course it's a month old now, so I've even grown quite a bit since this.....

Mik went to the vet yesterday for her yearly's and she's up to 49 lbs! She's trying to keep up with me, but that's not good, I'm gonna be 4 ft. taller than her! The vet told dad they have to cut back on her food, she's eating too good and gettin a pooch. (not to be confused with pups! whooohooo)
Manykisses,
Bama & the RHP

Tagged by Guiness & Shiloh (and a new tag game)

2007-09-29T18:14:00.000-04:00

Howroooroooroo Everypup! (& Wilbur)
The humom finally got back home on Thursday nite, we gave her a day of rest but then I had to threaten her with multiple applications of the claw if she didn't get on the 'puter and catch up with all our friends! At least she came bearing gifts, we each got a cool new woodlands stuffy that look and sound like the real critters, a big rawhide braided chew and a smaller pigskin chew, and she got us this weird hairy lookin plastic wiggle ball that she said looked like fun, but not one of us has the least bit of interest in it! That's okay though, at least she remembered to bring us back presents from her trip. The first couple of days after she left Cracker was all pouty, and didn't want to eat or play or anything, but then dad started putting her on his speaker phone so we could all talk to her every night, and he was okay after that (course, dad had to wipe all our slobber off his phone after every call, hawroorooroo). One night we even serenaded her on the phone, she said our singing was beawootiful. Well....DUH!
When she got home we had a package from Harnessed to Hope, our treat cookbook is here! Yippee!! We can't wait to start trying some of the yummy recipe's, specially the freezer treats since it's still pretty hot here in Florida. Mikki & I both think that the pics of Mud Monster and DWB on the cover are CUTE, too, though the boys are jealous nobody asked them to pose!
We've been tagged back by Guiness and Shiloh to list all the nicknames we have for our humans, so here go's, mom first:
Bedhog (mom says she has to sleep in one corner in the fetal position cause we take up too much room, she COULD just sleep on the floor!)
Treat Dispenser
Worlds second best hunter
Keeper of OUR car keys
Kong Stuffer
Doorwoman
Breakfast Glop Chef
Puddle Soaker Upper (I still have occasional accidents if she doesn't perform her doorwoman duties in a timely manner, I try to give her at least 3 seconds warning)
The NONONO shouter
Squooshy mattress (or pillow)
The dreaded BATH monster
Master Plucker (can everyhusky say coat-blowing season?)
Chauffer
Human Calendar & appointment scheduler
Sneaky Medicine Woman
Dirty Face (I hold her down with a front paw on each shoulder and thoroughly wash her face every morning before she's allowed out of bed)
My Favorite Lap
Favorite Chewtoy

Since they share a lot of the slave duties in caring for us, there is some overlap, but here are Dad's nicknames:
Bedhog & snoremaster
Treat Dispenser
Worlds best Hunter
Chauffer & keeper of our other car keys
Doorman
Dinner Chef
"NO, Go OUTSIDE", shouter
It's 5AM, we need out!!
Sneaky Medicine Man
Bedbugs under the sheet gamepartner (we all love doing the "arctic fox dive" to kill the cooties wiggling under the sheet, otherwise known as dad's fingers)
Most clawed human
Mister Manners
Gimme the FOOD!
Hey Mister, what's it take to get some water in our dispenser?

While mom was gone we didn't have much to do during the day while dad was at work except think about all our new friends, and all the fun games we've been tagged to play, so we came up with a fun new tag game for all our doggieblogger buddies to play. As we've joined the pack, each of us has gotten a "theme" song. I think we mentioned this in a previous post, maybe, but here are our songs:

Chili: sung to the tune of "I'm a little teapot"

I'm a little Chilidog
Short and stout
Here is my tail
And here is my snout.
When I get all steamed up
Here me shout
I'm a Red Hot Chili Pepper
Better watch out!
(ok, this one's a little corny, but it was the humoms first & last attempt at writing lyrics, and the Boogieboy liked it....)

Cracker:
CrackerJack by Dolly Parton

CrackerJack, Best friend I ever had was
CrackerJack, but he was more than that,
a playmate, a companion, he was love & understanding
CrackerJack, best friend I ever had was
CrackerJack, but he was more than that,
Everything a kid could want,
I had in CrackerJack.

Mikki:
Mickey, you're so fine by Toni Basil....

Oh Mikki you're so fine, you're so fine
You blow my mind, Hey Mikki, Hey Mikki
(repeat endlessly, then some more....)

Bama:
Black Betty by RamJam....

Oh Black Betty, BamaLamb
Oh Black Betty, BamaLamb
Black Betty had a child, BamaLamb
The damb thing gone wild, BamaLamb
She said I'm worryin outta my mind, BamaLamb

Starr & Ice had a combined Tune for the two of them:
Starry Night by Don McLean (with a little liberty with the lyrics, sorry Don)

Starry, Starr 'n Ice
Paint your palettes blue and grey,
Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.

Ok, everypup, Mom says I've worn her fingers out enough for one day, but she's proud of us, she says we're a very eclectic pack, (whatever that means) and I do want her to check all my friends blogs and catch up on all the pupnews and doins....
We tag Army of 4, Holly, The Mullins Clan & the Kapp Pack. What is your song? If you don't already have one, try to think of one that fits your name or personality, or if possible, BOTH!

Husky Hugs and Manykisses,
Bama & the River Hill Pack

New Tag Game

2007-09-19T19:41:00.000-04:00

I was thinkin last night about all the fun games our bloggin buddies have tagged us on, and I decided to come up with one of my own. It should be pretty easy, but fun, just list all of the nicknames your humans have for you. We'll start if off:

Bama: Bamonster (of course), or just Monster, BamBam, BammerSlammer, Bamalamb, Huskiraffe, Bammer, Bambambambambamalamb (sung to the Beach boys tune of BarbaraAnn, Peepot (I HATE this one!), Chowhound, Mama's Girl.

Mikki: Princess, Miss Mikki, MikMik, Mikolaus, Mickles Pickles, Mickers Knickers, Sweet Girl, Daddy's Girl, Mikodemus, Miss Priss.

Cracker: CrackCrack, Crackerhead, Cracker Slacker, Mouth, or Mouth of the South, Stud, Studly Dooright, Reddog, Boydog, WooWoo, Houdini, Mama's Boy.

Chili: ChillChill, ChubChub, Chubster, Prince, Fatboy, Silly Chilly, Chilly Willy, Chili Vanilli, Grump, Chillster, Chilidog, Daddy's boy, Boogie's Boy.

Okay, we tag all our blogging friends! What do your humans call YOU???

Tagged by Pippa

2007-09-18T20:32:00.000-04:00

Howrooo Everyhusky & other Pupfriends,
We've been tagged by Pippa for a new game, we have to come up with the type of car we would be, if we were cars. This was easy for Chili & I, but Cracker and Mikki had to put some thought into their answers. We're going to answer this one in reverse age order, so I get to go first! (of course, it is MY blog, MIKKI!)

Bama- If I was a car I would be a Hummer, first cause I'm HUGE, and getting HUGER every day! Also I'm deceptively powerful, and I'm the protector of my pack, just like a Hummer would protect us on the road.

Mikki says she would be a Bentley Arnage GT (dad had to help her with this one, he's the car guy) cause she's elegant, classy, and quiet.

Cracker says of course he would be a red Ferrari, fast, powerful, sleek & sexy & LOUD. Oh yeah, and red....

Chili's pouting cause we all decided he would be a Volkswagon beetle, short, round and growly.

We tag Amici, Turbo, and the Mullins Clan (wink, wink, Juneau!)

As for Mikki's last post:
Are NOT!
Mikki: AM TOO!
ARE NOT! And don't make me bite you! I'm bigger than you now, I could just sit on you to prove my point!
Mikki: You'd have to catch me first!
No, I'd just lay in wait, and pounce when you least expect it.
Mikki: Hey Doofus, you just warned me, now I'm gonna expect it....
Well then, you better never fall asleep again, there go all those beawooty naps!
Mikki: Guess what? You have to sleep sometime too.
Yeah, but I sleep with mom & dad & they won't let you attack me in bed....

Mom: ENOUGH, girls! Now all your blogging friends know what it's like around here 24/7.....

Bama: Yeah, but you love us all so much you wouldn't trade one minute of it.
Mom: OK, I give. I'm not getting in the middle of this arguement, you little princesses will just have to work it out on your own.

Here's a pic of us arguing about who is queen, hey everyone, who do you think will win? (I'm already bigger than her, and not even 5 months old yet....)

Mom calls this picture "chin music", I call it "my teeth are bigger than your teeth"
We probably won't be able to post for about a week, mom's going to Mobile to visit Dad's parents so we're losing our typist
;(~
Talk to y'all when she gets home again:
Manykisses,
Bama & the RHP

Miss Mikki, True Queen of the Pack

2007-09-17T22:46:00.000-04:00

Howwwrrrooo everyone! Mikki here, and about time I finally get a turn posting on our blog. That little upstart Bama has been making everyone think she's the queen of our pack, but I'm here to set the record straight! I am the most beautiful, most graceful, best hunter, and obviously queen of our pack. I guess it's because I'm so gentle and generally shy that she's been able to get away with the ruse for so long, but I was meant to be queen of this pack, that's why the humans picked me, for dogs sake! It took me a long time to enforce my rule over the boys, then along comes the monster, always in my face, chewing on me, and generally wreaking havoc in our nice quiet den. Here is a picture of me in my best royal pose, don't I look majestic?

Sorry about the red eyes, they are a beawootiful shade of blue in person.
Mom & Dad decided the boys needed a girl in the house to teach them some manners, so they chose me, and I came home in July of last year. Stupid Chili didn't know I was supposed to be his new queen, and I was so little, that he refused to be ruled! The nerve!! Cracker was on his best behaviour from the beginning, he fell in love with my beauty at first sight, but not Chili. The first time we stopped on our trip home, mom & dad put on my new harness and leash and took me out with the boys for our first walk together, and you wouldn't believe what he did. He peed on my head! No, really, I mean, the nerve!! He apologized later, and said he was just expressing his opinion to mom & dad about having to share his stuff with a new pup, but honestly, did he think that was going to win my affection??? Then when we got home and went out to check out our backyard, HE DID IT AGAIN! I was so upset, I prefer to be very ladylike and graceful, that's hard to do with boydog pee dripping off your head! Mom gave me a nice warm bath though, and I got to cuddle with her in a nice soft towel, and she told Chili he was a "BAD BOY", and he never did it again, so I guess he got the message that that was no way to treat a queen. Here's a picture of me on my very first day home.

Don't I look like a queen in training?
I'm really a very girly girl, and hate to be dirty, it took mom & dad a long time to convince me that I really didn't need to wash my feet every time I got a drink of water, here is a pic of me washing my tootsies:

Well, guess that's it for now, a queen should keep her speeches short so as not to lose the interest of her subjects, (a lesson that monster Bama will NEVER learn), besides, I need to go get my beauty sleep,
Beawootiful dreamer:
Mikki

Cracker's Blue-eyed tale of woe

2007-09-09T17:58:00.000-04:00

Howdy Y'all Woowoos,
Bout time the pack let me have a turn an' Ma is takin' my dictated woos! I didn't think I'd ever get my turn to tell a good story!
Furst I have to pick up where the Big Chill's story left off....After he'd been here about 8 months ma & pa decided to get into fostering rescue huskies cause they thought Chill needed a companion closer to his own age to play with. Their furst foster was a black and white male, about 1 year old named Shadow. He was a true Alpha boy, an came in fully intending to dominate the Chill from day one, beginning with constant attempts to mount him an show him who was the boy dog. Starr & Ice always had complete run of the den, and since they trained Chill, he was well-behaved enough to not have to be confined either. The second day the Shadow demon was here, ma came home from work and found that Chili had an accident in the house, and there was some blood and other ooky lookin goop that made her think that the Demon was a homosexual rapist husky, so she immediately called our rescue coordinator and told her that they really wanted to help out, but no way they were going to put up with Chili being abused in his own home. They made arrangements to trade him to a foster with no other pups, and they picked up Sheka. She was a beautiful black & white girl about 2 years old, an VERY sweet, an she and Chill became best friends. She was here fur about 6 weeks, then her new furever daddy an new brother came and got her and took her to her new furever home in Tampa. Chili was so sad an depressed for a couple of days that mom called the coordinator again, an begged for another foster to cheer him up. The next day they brought home Daisy. She was a black/silver & white 4 year old girl who loved people, giving kisses, an being a couch tater, but she was VERY jealous of anyone else gettin any attention. She seemed to respect Starr & Ice's age, but she wouldn't let Chili anywhere near ma & pa without trying to attack him. Ma had to break up a couple of fights, an got bit on the leg one time, then came the final straw....Daisy was in the bedroom with pa, an ma & Chill came into bed. As soon as ma came through the bedroom door, she saw Daisy laying there on the floor, so she put her hand down on Chili's chest to stop him so she could pick him up an put him on the bed an he wouldn't have to walk by Daisy. Well...just as she put her hand on his chest, Daisy lunged at his throat, an bit mas wrist pretty bad, she had problems for a while with her last 2 fingers on that hand going numb. Then next day she called the coordinator again, an told her that she didn't think it was going to work out with Daisy, but the lady got an attitude with mom, saying "well, I've been bit several times, it kind of goes with the territory", an she really made ma feel bad for not wanting to deal with constantly trying to break up fights or worrying about Chili. Daisy went to another foster, an Chili went into another lonely depression, an everyone felt just terrible. Ma & Pa talked about it an decided that they just needed to get Chili a puppy of his own, so he would have a BFFF (best fur friend furever), so that's how I came into the pitcher. Ma found a "breeder" in St. Augustine, just down the road aways, an on a rainy Friday, while pa was on his way to Mobile to go fishin with his Pa, she & Chili went to St. Aug to see if they could find him a new friend. I was the furst one she picked up out of the cage, then she checked out all the other pups from 2 litters, but she kept comin back to me. Me & all my sibs were skinny, and smelly, an we were in a crate with no tray in the bottom, sittin on top of a couple of plastic milk crates in the guys front yard, with a tarp over the top to keep the rain out. Ma said she was worried about the health of all of us, even though the guy did have health certificates, but she's a sucker for a purty face, and finally decided to bring me home. Chili really wasn't much interested in me at furst, but he said that's cause I smelled so bad. On the way home Chili rode shotgun, an I sat in ma's lap, an occupied myself by unbuttoning her blouse. After about the 4th time, she looked at me an said "you're just a little firecracker, aren't you", and presto, I had my new furever name, Chili's FireCrackerJack. When she called Pa that night and told him we had a new pack member named Cracker, he said maybe they should call me Jack, but when he got home and met me, he said Cracker fit me purfectly, so Cracker I am! (Get it? Chili & Cracker? heehee) Saturday morning she took us to the vet to get me checked out an started on my shots, an it turned out I had some kind of bad tummy bug that causes soupy poops. The vet said it's the same kind of bug that's in the water in 3rd wurld countries, an I got it from not having a clean water supply. It took a couple of months and lots of tummy medicines and special care with my diet, but they finally got me straightened out, now I'm the studliest husky ever! Just ask the gurls....
Here is one of my baby pitchers, see why ma fell in luv wif me? (don't know why that date is in the bottom of the pic, ma got me on Memorial Day weekend, 2005!)

Ma used to have a cute little mini-crockpot that she kept liquid potpourri in to make our den smell good, and one night about a week after I got here, Chili and me were wrestlin in the front room and I caught the cord and pulled the pot down on my head. Ma heard me squeal,and came runnin! Some of the smelly stuff had splashed in my right eye, and she grabbed the bottle which said if it gets in eyes to run water in the eye. Have any of your humans ever tried to hold a squealin squirmin husky pup under a runnin faucet? By the time she got done we were both crying, and the crockpot thingy was in the trash! Furst thing the next morning she took me into the vet, he said that the water might have saved my eye, but we'd just have to see. He put me on antibiotic pills & eyedrops to keep my pupil dilated, and I had ointment she had to put in for 10 days. My eye got really cloudy and filmy, and ma was feelin really guilty that her lack of fursight might have cost me MY sight in that eye, it stayed that way the whole 10 days I was on the medicine, then almost magically cleared up on the last day. Boy howdy, was ma relieved!! Here's a pitcher of me wif my bad eye:

A few days after that happened we went to Chicago to visit ma & pa's best friends, Hannah & Brownie, and their 4 legged furmaster, Sheba. That trip was lots of fun even with my bad eye, but for ma & pa it got worse before it got better. We were in the car on the way up there, when she noticed that it looked like Chili had sumthin in his eye. She had to wrestle with him, but finally got a good look and it looked like he had a piece of wood in his eye, but it didn't move when he blinked or anything! She called her friend Hannah, and asked her if she'd make an appointment with Sheba's vet for the next day when we got in. They were really nice, and said "bring him in as soon as they get into town", so the furst day of our vacation I got to stay home with Pa & Brownie, and play lots of fun games in the yard with Sheba, while Chill went to the doc. Well...after they looked at his eye, they decided that whatever the fureign object was it seemed to be embedded in his cornea and they didn't want to try to get it out, so they sent ma & Chill to an emergency hospital for furballs. They had to give him a shot to make him sleep so they could get it out, and said it looked like a piece of redwood mulch or somethin. Now we're both on antibiotics, drops to dilate our pupils, and ointment, an ma's whole furst day of vacation was spent with furball docs, they didn't get home until almost midnight! Poor ma, she loves our blue eyes so much, and here she's gotta worry about both of us losin the vision in one of our eyes! We were both fine, and didn't let the eye injuries slow us down a bit, but ma said she worried enough fur all of us. You can tell from this pitcher that both of our eyes turned out fine:

Guess I'll go fur now, see if I can look cute an convince her I need some treats, but next time I'll tell y'all the tail of mine & Chili's escape escapades and my Christmas shopping trip.
Southern WooWoos from the Southern Cracker

Finally, the monster got off the 'puter

2007-09-05T18:21:00.000-04:00

Howrrroooo, everyone!
This is Chili, and I finally get a turn to post on OUR blog, Bama's been hogging the 'puter, so anyhusky would think the rest of us don't have anything to say. Well....let me tell you, I have plenty to say! After all, I'm the fluffiest, the oldest, and the bossiest, you'd think the kid would figure out that this SHOULD be MY page, but nooooooo......
I was born in Inverness FL, on Jan. 3, 2004, and mom and dad let Boogie pick which pup out of my litter that he wanted for his 8th birthday present, (of course he chose me, who wouldn't?) They also said that Granddogs Starr & Ice were getting too old and lazy, they needed a pup around here to put 'em back on their toes and give them some stimulation. After they picked me, they went back home to wait for me to be old enough to leave my furmom. On the way they stopped for dinner, and talked about what to name me, MY boy settled on Boogie's Red Hot Chili Pepper. Here is a pic of me the day they brought me home, March 8,2004. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BOOGIE BOY!!!:

Have you ever seen anyone cuter? Of course you haven't!
When I got here, I had to convince the granddogs that I was worth keeping around, here's a pic of me letting Starr & Ice think they're putting me in my place. Notice the nasty "astroturf" indoor/outdoor, fake grass looking, green "carpet" in our sunroom? Big Yuck!:

This is my favorite pic, I wanted a kiss from my boy, no matter how far I had to stretch to get it.....

And this is mom's favorite pic of me and my boy:

After I'd been here about 6 months, mom decided that we should tile the sunroom so it would be easier to keep clean for us, and a nice place to hang out when the weather was cool. My skinsister Sam, and her boyfriend at the time laid most of the tile, but they left a 3 ft by 3 ft square in the middle cause mom wanted to do a mosaic design. She said since it was a sunroom, we needed a sun....Well, she'd never done anything like that before, so I decided I better supervise to make sure she didn't mess up our room. Dad took lots of pictures while we worked, what do you think of my job? I didn't even have to bite her once, but I did inspect every piece she placed, and gave my pawprint of approval on the finished work. Here's a pic of us after she got the sun and frame pieces in place, before she glued them down:

And here is one of me inspecting her work close up:

After she got the frame and sun in, I suggested she put in a charcoal gray background to make the sun really stand out (see Dave, I'm pretty good with color and design too, maybe we should team up?):

Mom said "instead of just watching, you COULD help", here is me laughing at her, "yeah right, you expect ME to do physical labor?"

Finally, after she had all the pieces glued down, I chose a glittery gold additive for the grout, so it would sparkle and shine like the real fireball in the sky, here is the finished project. It's a night picture, and it's kind of dark so you can't really see the sparkles, but if I could pat myself on the back I would, it took a lot of patience supervising mom for long enough to get it done. She's looked and looked, but she can't find the daytime shots of it, and since it's night here now, she said I would have to wait to post if I want her to take a new one. No thanks, mom, you're so forgetful that could take furever!:

Anywhoooo, let me know what you think of my work, if your humans need supervision on a tile project I work for treats.....
WooWoos & Playbows,
Chili

We've been tagged

2007-09-05T17:33:00.001-04:00

Our friend Juneau tagged us for a new word game, sounds like fun so here we go. You have to take the first letter of your name, and answer the questions with words that start with that letter. (age before beauty, so Chili is first!)

What is your name? Chili
4 letter word: Cool
Vehicle: Coupe de Ville
TV Show: Charlie's Angels
City: Chickasaw, AlaBAMA
Boy Name: Chuck
Girl Name: Chelsea
Alcoholic Drink: Captain Morgan & Coke
Occupation: Child Sitter
Something you wear: Corsage
Celebrity: Charlie Daniels
Food: Chunky Peanut Butter
Something found in a bathroom: Cotton Balls
Reason for being late: Can't find my shoes (Bama ate 'em!)
Cartoon Character: Calvin & Hobbs
Something You Shout: CHILL OUT!!

What is your name? Cracker (this is hard, Chili already took all the good "C" words)
4 letter word: Claw
Vehicle: Camino (El)
TV Show: Crocodile Hunter
City: Crossroads, AlaBAMA
Boy Name: Clark
Girl Name: Candy
Alcoholic Drink: Crantini
Occupation: Coal Miner
Something you wear: Coat
Celebrity: Chris Angel
Food: Crawfish
Something found in a bathroom: Comb
Reason for being late: Crashed the car
Cartoon Character: Charlie Brown
Something You Shout: CHOW TIME!

What is your name? Mikki
4 letter word: Meek
Vehicle: Mustang
TV Show: Mister Ed
City: Mobile, AlaBAMA (are you starting to notice a theme for this one?)
Boy Name: Mike
Girl Name: Melanie
Alcoholic Drink: Mimosa
Occupation: Mailman
Something you wear: Monkey Suit
Celebrity: Madonna
Food: Macaroni & Cheese
Something found in a bathroom: Mascara
Reason for being late: Mom forgot to set the alarm
Cartoon Character: Marmaduke
Something You Shout: MAKE MY DAY, PUNK!

What is your name? Bama
4 letter word: Blog
Vehicle: Baja
TV Show: Big Brother
City: Birmingham, AlaBAMA
Boy Name: Bob
Girl Name: Belle
Alcoholic Drink: Bloody Mary
Occupation: Banker
Something you wear: Boots
Celebrity: Billy Bob Thornton (do I get extra credit for 2 "B" words?
Food: BEEF!
Something found in a bathroom: Brush
Reason for being late: Broken signal lights
Cartoon Character: Betty Boop
Something You Shout: BETCHA CAN'T CATCH ME!

We tag Cyber Sibes and Army of 4, have fun everyhusky,
Manykisses,
Bama & the RHP

Applying the Claw

2007-09-04T20:24:00.000-04:00

Hoooowwwwoooo Everyhusky,
Sorry we've been gone so long, I had to seriously claw the mom to get her on the 'puter,(don't worry, she's bruised but not broken, heehee). The rest of the pack are really giving me a hard time about hoggin the 'puter, and not letting them blog, so guess I'll let them handle the next few posts, but tonight is still my turn.

We started our new diet this week, and we are LOVING it. Mom found a recipe on someone's page for breakfast glop (sorry for not giving you proper credit, but I told you her brain is going, she can't remember where she found it....idiot human!) It consists of ground meat, chopped up organ meats (we got chicken liver, yummy), yogurt, eggs, veggies, rolled oats, garlic, fish oil, vitamins C & E, and boy is it great! She said it looked the most balanced of all the different recipes she looked at, and had all the ingredients that seemed to be universally recommended. Cracker won't eat his unless dad warms it in the microwave first, he says he's gotten kind of used to warm food, and he thinks it's weird to eat it cold.
For dinner we each get about 1 lb of raw meaty bones, tonight we each got 1 1/2 chicken thighs, last night we each had 2 pigs feet. It takes us a lot longer to eat now, and mom says she was worried about us gulping our food, or not chewing up the bones good enough, but she's very proud of us, we love chewing and crunching up the bones to get the tasty marrow inside.
They won't feed us in the house anymore, though. Dad cleaned up our sunroom really good and we get our dinner out there now. More about the sunroom in Chili's post, he supervised mom when she layed the mosaic tiles, and he's VERY proud of the job he did, and can't wait to show you his pictures. We have a comfy futon out there, that Mikki & I share, one at each end, and the boys go to opposite ends of the room, and we all just lay around and have a chompfest, it's the best time of the day! Mom & Dad were both worried that our tummies would take some adjustment to get used to not having all our food cooked, so they've been amazed. Not only did we adjust great, but she said it's taking us longer to digest our food, and the output is much smaller and neater, so she thinks that we're getting more out of our meals, and less filler junk that we don't need anyway. All I know is that it tastes great, fulfills my need to chew, and dinner is so much more FUN now. If they ever try to feed me kibbles again, I'm going to bite 'em to remind 'em of my love of raw bones!

I went to the V.E.T place Saturday for my last set of puppy shots, and it's official, I'm now bigger than Mikki! I'm about 1/2 inch taller than she is, and I weighed 44.2 lbs. Mik was 45 at her last weigh in, but I know I've gained at least a pound since Saturday, mom says she thinks I gain about a pound a day. I'm working on catching up with Cracker next, won't be long!

Guess I'll go for now, mom says she's going to bed early tonight, "today felt too much like a Monday", next post will be Chili's turn. I can't wait to see him trying to type with his chubby little toes (everything's chubby on Chili...heehee, mom's hoping this diet will help him slim down, not as much cereal stuff). See everyone soon,
Manykisses,
Bama & the RHP

Cartoon Characters

2007-08-26T16:20:00.000-04:00

We just read a post on MayaMaries blog from the beginning of the month, and she was telling what cartoon characters she thinks she and Missy would be (she's Tigger, bouncing on her tail, and Missy is Eyeore). We thought this sounded like lots of fun, so we all decided we wanted to play, too. We put our furry heads together, and this is what we came up with:
I am definitely the Tasmanian Devil, (furry whirling dervish of destruction! Whoohoo)

Mikki is Tweety Bird (very cute and dainty, but kinda scared and nervous a lot, "I taught I taw a putty tat! I did, I did!) Mom says she's gotten more nervous since I came along, she just can't figure out WHAT to do with me!

Cracker can't decide if he's Speedy Gonzalez or the Roadrunner (they both zoomzoom REALLY fast, but he kind of likes Speedy's yell, "Arriba, Arriba, Ondalay,Ondalay")

Finally, Chili is the perfect canine version of Garfield, chubby, fluffy, grumpy, chowhound, lazy couch potato, who doesn't appreciate being bothered.

Our mom hasn't figured out the cartoon or graphics thing, either, so no pictures to go with our cartoon characters, but maybe someday I'll get her fully trained.....
Well, mom's finished the Sunday Husky Meal cookoff, time for me to go see if she'll let me clean the big roaster pan for her. Leave us a comment and let us know what cartoon characters you are!
Manykisses,
Bama & the RHP

Whooos of relief, dreams of grinders, and celebrity rants

2007-08-25T23:14:00.000-04:00

Hooowwwooooo, Everyhusky!
We got grrrrreat news from the Kapp Pack and Queen Meeshka's site, Rex was found safe and sound this morning, thank DOG! We hope he enjoyed his little adventure cause we're pretty sure his foster parents are going to have him on double super secret probation for a while...Sorry Rex, but that's the price you pay, (and you really are better off letting the humans take care of your every whim anyway, it can get pretty rough out there on your own).

We're all excited here. Mom & Dad have been cooking all our meals since the petfood scare, but we still have occasional problems with soupy poops, so mom started looking into the BARF (Bones And Raw Food) diet. She read somewhere that huskies can't digest cooked chicken fat, and even though they try to get all the skin and fat off before they cook our dinner, we still get a little bit, and that's the only thing that she can think of thats upsetting our tummies, so she's shopping for a meat grinder that can handle bones. She said she'll start getting us all kinds of tasty meats and fishes and grind them up whole with fresh fruits, veggies and grains, and see if that does the trick. I heard her talking to dad about apples, carrots, broccoli and oats, in addition to chicken, pork, beef and lamb. We're all drooling at the thought.....Dad's afraid eating raw meat isn't safe, and he worries that we'll all get trickynoses or salmon-Ella, but huskies don't do tricks, at least not without treats, and the Barf diet sounds like a treat to us. We've all discussed it and can't come up with one single trick that any of our noses can do, and we love salmon (whatever it's name is, although Ella is a funny name for a fish) so we decided dad made that up, or he's been hanging out with some pretty weird huskies! Mom says if we weren't domesticated nobody would cook our food, wolves and coyotes don't fire up the grill before they eat, and look how much we all love the tasty snacks we catch in our yard, dad hasn't grilled a single squirrel or possum for us, so she thinks it's worth a try....We now have them cooking for us all day long on Sunday, then they bag up a weeks worth of meals and freeze them, mom says if the Barf diet works it'll cut out a huge amount of the prep time, and we will have more time to play outside or go do something fun, so it sounds like win/win to us. What do all you huskies out there in blogger world think? To Barf, or not to Barf, that is our question.

Now for the rant, gggggrrrrrr....another stupid celebrity got all their dogs taken away this week, starving, no water, and beat up, not to mention the bodies of the poor furkids buried in the yard! Our mom loves sheriff Joe Arpaio in Maricopa county, Aridzona, (that's where she spent her puppyhood). He took the poor pups to one of his holding facilities to be cared for, and nursed back to health if possible, and said on the news that he won't tolerate people who abuse animals in his county, he'll throw the book at 'em. We hope it's a really HEAVY book! What is with these celebrities abusing dogs and using them to make money from that abuse??!! Do they think they're above the law? We think Queen Meeshka should put her "justice system" picture on another line of fashions that say "Our opinion of people that abuse animals for profit and "sport"" .That DMX rapper guy should have picked a different place than Maricopa County, sheriff Joe is the same guy that made news a few years back for making prisoners wear pink underwear, eat green bologna, and sleep in tents in the desert (when they complained of the heat and "inhumane" lodging, he said "if it's good enough for our soldiers in Iraq, it's more than good enough for convicted criminals", you go, Joe!). Sheriff Joe is our hero, and we think he should make the responsible person for this horrendous abuse live in a tent in pink underwear, celebrity or not, but green bologna is too good for anyone who could treat animals like that. Mom says she's afraid this is just the tip of the iceburg, the more of these guys that get caught, the more names will come out and the more will get caught, it's going to get a lot worse before it gets better, and a lot more celebrities and sports stars are going to have to face the music. That's ok with us, as long as they stop more dogs from being abused and neglected.
Whhheeewww, I feel better getting that off my chest.....

I guess I'll let mom have the 'puter back now, she said she wants to look up barf recipes and find out the ratios for the ingredients, so she can do the math and figure out her furball grocery list, (1 meal x 4 huskies x 7 days = HAPPY US!!) sounds like a worthwhile activity so I'll smell y'all later...
Manykisses,
Bama & the RHP

Alert-Escaped Foster Husky

2007-08-24T22:54:00.000-04:00

If you are in Pennsylvania, please follow this link to read about Rex, who escaped from foster care and is just finishing up heartworm treatment.
Sorry, our humom is hopeless, can't figure out how to create a link in a post, but here's the address.....or you can follow the link to the Kapp Pack at the bottom of our page
http://kapppack.blogspot.com/
Manykisses,
Bama

The COLD War-version 2

2007-08-24T20:42:00.000-04:00

Northern Breeds vs. 2-legged humans (notice, "humans" isn't in caps?!)
I'm so aggravated at the humom I can hardly type! I just couldn't believe that all our new friends had deserted us, so I told her to check her settings, maybe she had done something that wouldn't allow anyone to leave us comments anymore....sure enough, she had the "moderator" setting so that I would have to approve any comments left before they would be published. But....(and here's the really stupid part), she didn't have the email notification set so that we would know anyone had left us a message, and she never thought to check her settings! And here I thought all my new friends had forgotten me already, but NOOOOO, there's all kinds of messages from lots of our new buds. If I weren't so PO'd at my slave, I'd be dancing for joy. (OK, I'm dancing for joy inside, but I refuse to let HER see it, I barely managed to restrain my urge to P on her!!!)
If I wasn't here to keep track of her our blog would be on the other side of the RB with all our favorite recorded programs from the DVR. I just don't know what I'm going to do with her, does anyone out there have an experienced secretary in need of a job? One more screwup and I'm gonna have to fire her. ;>~
Army of 4, I'm adding your link right now while she's on her best slavish behavior, please do add us to your site, us furballs gotta stick together, the humans are hopeless....
Manykisses,
Bama

We're SO lonely

2007-08-23T21:14:00.000-04:00

I'm beginning to get a complex here....I know I was incommunicado for a couple of weeks with a dead computer, but the funeral is over, I'm back up and running, and nobody will come see me. Is it my breath? Maybe it's Chili's breath,...if I make him promise not to breathe on you will you come see us??? Even though we live in Florida, our shoulders are getting cold.....We miss all our new friends, what happened to everyone???
I'm thinking the only ones getting my manykisses are my own pack!
Sitting here tapping my claws impatiently on the keyboard, waiting for someone to come visit....

This is us waiting for the emailman to bring us a message (Mikki is off somewhere admiring herself in the mirror, but the rest of us are waiting to hear from our friends....
Bama & the RHP

Newest pics

2007-08-20T20:46:00.000-04:00

It's probably kind of hard to tell since we're both reclining, in MY recliner, but I told y'all I was almost as big as Mikki already! Mom & Dad keep trying to get pics of us standing next to each other, but usually if we are that close, the teeth are out, and we're arguing about who is going to listen to who.... Look at the expression on Mikki's face, she's already thinking about yelling at me.

And there she goes.....This is how most of our pictures look....Sibling rivalry! That sister of mine will never accept that I am the queen, at least until I'm big enough to sit on her until she squeals "UNCLE"

I've been really studying Cracker's moves, now that I'm big enough to keep up in "husky tag", and thought I had him figured out, but tonight he looked at me and said "I taught you everything you know, but I didn't teach you everything I know", then he zigged while I was zagging and I ran headfurst into the fence! When I turned around he was laughing at me, but I just shook out my fur, gave him my best haughty look, and said "I meant to do that!"
Here is Cracker looking skeptical: "yeah, right....whatever!"

And Chili laughing at us both:

We got our blogathon prizes from Queen Meeshka today, in addition to the pawprint keychain, she also thru in a cool little husky stuffie keychain, but mom wouldn't let us have it (although we were all really interested to see what he had inside him) . Mom put both of them on her car keys, she said they go with the husky decor in her car, 2 husky stickers in the back window, 2 husky beanies on the dash, a fine coating of fur on all the surfaces, and nose prints on all the windows! We had to agree, the keychains were the perfect accessory for our perfectly decorated car. Thanks Meeshka , we love our prizes!
In the human news, we're all really glad that Michael Vick person is finally going to face the music, if he was here we'd all bite him. Mom said for punishment they ought to put him in a pen with one of his fight-trained dogs so he can get a taste of his own poison.
Not much else to tell, kind of a slow Monday, guess I'll go for now, maybe I can convince mom that it's time for desert...
Manykisses,
Bama

Finally.......We're Back!!!

2007-08-18T18:43:00.000-04:00

Whooohooo, I didn't think we were ever going to make it back online. Mom & Dad have been monitoring from remote locations when they could, and tried to remember to tell us when we got messages from all our new friends, but they're old, and their minds are going....if they lived in dog years, they'd already be dead, so they have to be excused for their lapses, I guess....Both of their bosses frown on blogging from work, and even when Dad is in AlaBAMA (I love that!), he says he's there to help take care of his mom, not play on the computer. It took a lot of claws, bites, and whines to get him to leave that last message.

We're so far behind, it'll probably take us a while to catch up, and go visit all our new friends on their blogs, but I promise we'll get there, or mom's legs will look like hamburger! I'm gonna be working on Dad, too. He needs to get some new pictures of me on our new 'puter, cause I sure don't look like that sweet little lamb anymore. I'm only about 1/2 inch shorter than Mikki now, (I'm 14 weeks, she's 14 months), and she probably only outweighs me by 10 lbs or so. Mom says if weeds grew as fast as I am, you wouldn't be able to see our house! They are now operating under the assumption that I'm husky mixed with giraffe, (with rabbit ears, and great dane feet thrown in for good measure)......
The rest of the pack better look out, I'll be twice as big as all of them by the time I'm 6 months, then I'll really be able to start enforcing my will on everyone, if they don't like it I'll just sit on 'em.

There hasn't been much going on around here lately, mom is back to work after a short disability leave, so we're back to our old routine of spending most of the day in the laundry room. I have a crate in there (to protect me when I was littler than everyone else), and the rest of the pack has the rest of the room. I liked it better while mom was home all day and we could make her take us outside every 15 minutes, but it's not toooooo bad, Dad says his work is only 5 minutes from home, and he comes home every day for lunch, and to take us outside, and then we make him bribe us with tasty bites of hot dog to get us back into our laundry room for the afternoon. After reading one of Meeshka's blogs I made mom go get us each a Kong, and tasty stuff to put in them, so at least now we have nourishment to help us survive all those torturous hours in confinement! (Did you feel the "OH, Woe is me" I heap on the human slaves every time they come home??? I hope so, I've been working really hard at perfecting my techniques!)

Our Boogie boy has been over the last 2 weekends in a row, so that's helped get through the puter illness, too. We hadn't seen him in a few weeks while mom was in Chicago, & dad's been back and forth to AlaBAMA, so we REALLY missed him, it's so much fun around here when we have our boy to play with!

Mom said she had a great time at the Eric Clapton Crossroads Guitar Festival in Chicago, and that she got to listen to lots of great music, by lots of great Blues players, but I'll never understand how she could fly halfway across the country to hear music, when we sing so beautifully for free every night in our own kitchen. Humans are SO weird! At least she logged on for me and helped keep Meeshka company for the final stretch of the blogathon, I was gonna push her out of the bed when she got home if she hadn't! Now she's trying to reach the Harnessed to Hope folks to honor our pledge, when the old 'puter died she lost all of her info to paypal, (and everything else she had stored for the last 6 years) and she can't log in to send her money. Not only that but she said someone stole her identity and has been buying lots of stupid stuff with her plastic cards, so now she's scared to transmit sensitive info online, even on "secure" sites. (If I find the jerk that's trying to be my mom, I'm gonna sick the whole pack on him!!! It won't be pretty!!!) I guess I'll have to chew on her ankles until she sends them an old fashioned check by snailmail, cause she said she got caught by an automated phone system when she called. I don't know what that means, but I wish she could get one of the human slaves at HTHNBR to call her back, she promised me she would think about buying us one of their Pretty Sled Dogs DVD's.

Our electronics seem to be trying to start their own HULA rebellion, (I guess that would be EULA?), our DVR mysteriously sent our Iditarod, Breed all About it- husky edition, and wolf programs to the other side of the Rainbow Bridge or something, all of our favorite programs just disappeared, about the same time our old 'puter died. I'm warning everyone now, watch those sneaky 'tronics, they're out to get us!

Gotta go, dinner's ready. I promise to keep this updated now that we're back, and I'm looking forward to visiting all our new friends sites. Until then, playbows and manykisses,
Love,
Bama

Sick Computers

2007-08-05T12:34:00.001-04:00

Hi to all of the Bamonster's new friends,

This is the Monster's humDad sitting in for the HuMom for this post. Bama wants all of her new friends to know that she apologizes for not being able to respond to the recent posts you have sent to her. The computer has had a major meltdown back at the den of the RiverHill Pack. I am posting this 400 miles west of the Pack at my own HuMom and HuDad's home in L.A. (Lower Alabama, that is). Bama just loves it when we say anything "Bama". We hope to have the stupid thing replaced and be back online in the next 7-10 days. Bama wants to send greetings to all her new friends, as well.
Until then....a big WOOOOOOOOoooooooo to all from the Southern Command of HULA.

Major Alpha

Taking over the V.E.T's office

2007-07-27T02:49:00.000-04:00

Howwwwrrrooooo, Everyhusky,
I can't help myself, I just have to tell you all about our day! It actually started last night, when mom took all our harnesses into her special, personal bathroom, and left them in there. Duhhhh, like we can't figure out something us up? Hello! Just cause we're furry doesn't make us stupid!
So this morning, as we're wandering in and out of the bedroom, she'd call us 1x1 into her bathroom, and put our (color coded) harnesses on.
After everyone was dressed, she went and put clothes on herself. Stupid humom put on black pants......) but before she even got back out into the front room, Chili had stripped himself of his harness using the "chew-thru" method, and was working in Crackers, so he had to used just his leash as a slip/choke collar.
Finally, we all got out the door and into the car, just to travel the few blocks to the V.E.T place. Mom and Dad made us all wander around outside until they were ready for us, they said the people in the waiting room and the poor vet techs definitely weren't ready for us....."wait'll they get a load of us" seemed to be the most popular phrase with our humans....
Mikki had a nasty bug bite over her right eye, and the vet gave her pills, a shot,and some ointment.
Next was my turn, my next set of puppy shots and a microchip. I don't know exactly what that is, but that was one BIG nasty needle!! I squeeled like a baby and made everyone feel really sorry for me! Mom said she's sorry, but I'll only have to get that shot one time, and it will help me get back home if I ever get lost, so I guess I'll forgive her, this time....
I turned 12 weeks old on Monday, and I weigh 28+ lbs, mom, dad & the doc all said I'm gonna be a REALLY big girl, but I could have told them that, I have no intention of going through life with these oversized feet and ears so I'm just gonna have to grow into them, however long it takes...besides, how can I rule the pack if I can't use my superior strength and size to intimidate them?
Cracker was there for his annual check up and shots, and I'm afraid I'm going to have to bite the doc for trying to make time with MY boyfriend. He was all gushy, and oohed and aahed over what a gorgeous boy dog he is. Well, duh! Did you think I was going to pick a loser?
Finally, Chili was mostly there for moral support, (and to make sure he didn't eat all the walls in the laundry room if he was left behind alone), but they did make him get on the scale,and he's back up to 53 lbs. That might not seem like much, but he's kinda short, and doc says he really shouldn't be more than 45 lbs at the most. He was 46 at his last weigh-in, down 8 lbs from his previous 54, so time to kick his diet back into high gear. No wonder he finds big boned fluffy girls so cute! Mom says they're gonna have to keep a closer eye on him to make sure he's not cleaning out the rest of our leftovers after his bowl is empty.
Finally we got out of there, and back home, and mom took our clothes off before Chili could destroy them, and we thought that was the end of events for the day, but then she got out the slicker brush......
Seems her friend she's going to see in Chicago has master named Sheba, and she's been great friends with Chili and Cracker since they were little. Seems when the skinslaves get together, they usually travel by car, which means the masters get to see each other and catch up. Well...since she's flying in an airplane this time, we all have to stay home, so even though they weren't happy about it, Chili and Cracker insisted that she take messages to Sheba for them. She brushed out the smell spot on each of our tails, to get as much info as possible (have we got her trained right, or what?), and placed each tuft of fluff into a plastic baggie to take with her. Mik's not shedding at all right now, so she only got about 4 hairs from her, but she said it will have to do, especially since Mikki's never even met Sheba except by huskytales from the boys.
Mom said the TSA officials will probably want to place her in a rubber room for smuggling dog hair on the airplane, but I'm sure their dogs will explain it to them.....
Mom won't type for me anymore tonight, she says if she doesn't get to bed soon she won't make her flight, so guess I have to go for now, but I'll talk to you all again soon.
PSA announcement:
Did you go pledge all your humans $$ to Meeshka's heroic efforts this weekend? Time's running out, and you don't want to make me mad......they say I'm going to be a horse! That's okay with me as long as I get to keep my claws and teeth.....GGGGRRRRRRRRR. Go Pledge!
manykisses,
Bama

About us.....

2007-07-19T23:06:00.000-04:00

My name is Bama, and mom & dad rescued me from a flea market vendor in Mobile AL on Memorial Day weekend, 2007. I came home to find I was just the latest, (definitely not the least) member in a pack that now numbers 8. Four future HULA members (hopefully....), two 2-legged slaves we call mom & dad, and 2 granddogs who now live on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge, but will always have a place in our home and hearts. We also have a part-time 9th member, Boogie, who is the 2-legged grandpuppy of mom & dad, and our favorite boy ever! He usually comes to visit us almost every weekend, and has his own room in our house, full of fun stuffies, but mom & dad won't let us in there when he's not here. (big meanies!)

My big sister Mikki just turned 1 year old in April, and she's a sweet and gentle girl who is trying very hard to teach me some manners, but since I'm the future queen of the pack, I pretend not to listen to a thing she says, why would I take orders from my favorite chew toy?? Mom & Dad got her in North Georgia 1 year ago this month, they thought that having a girl in the house might teach the boys some decorum, but they are almost as rough on her as I am. We're all just trying to get her to stop worrying so much, for her own good, although I think worrying must be ingrained into her nature.

My future boyfriend Cracker turned 2 at the end of March, mom got him from a "breeder" down the road in St. Augustine FL (the oldest city in the US, for you history buffs). It was very similar to her adoption of me, she said the guy didn't deserve money, he deserved to be beat, and if she'd have been able to, she would have adopted all his sibs, too. They decided that since the granddogs were getting too old to play with, or tolerate Chili, that he needed a puppy of his own to keep him company and in shape. (round is a shape, heehee). He got his name because he was sitting on mom's lap on the ride home, and he kept unbuttoning her shirt with his teeth, she finally said "You're just a little firecracker, aren't you?", after the 4th or 5th time of covering herself back up, and he became Cracker before they ever even reached home.

Chili turned 3 in January, and he was a birthday gift for Boogie's 8th birthday. They thought that since Starr and Ice were getting so old and lazy, that maybe a puppy would put some spring back into their steps, (and it worked for a while!), and that Boogie was here so much of the time that he needed a puppy of his own. Smart humans, every boy needs a puppy, just as every puppy needs a boy! Thank Dog Chili shares his boy with all of us cause he's the best boy ever, even if he does tend to favor Chili, he makes sure never to forget the rest of us and share the love and fun.

Starr was a Christmas present from mom to dad in 1991, and neither of them had any idea what they were getting into with a husky, but Starr trained them well, and before 1 year was up, she convinced them that they needed another husky to keep her company. Ice was moms birthday gift, in September of 1992, and that, as they say, was the beginning of the end. The slaves were completely enamored, and swore the rest of their lives and fealty to huskies forever after.

I just have to tell you about Mikki's latest success at freaking mom out. We were all completely convinced that nothing in the world could scare her, when Cracker brought snakes into the house, she calmly picked them up and put them in her garden out front, to deter the squirrels and grasshoppers. She's taken away rats, possums, squirrels, birds, and lizards without blinking an eye. But last night Mikki found her weakness! Our backyard wraps around the side of the house up to the gate, and there are lots of bushes on that end of the house. At night the spiders start building their silken traps between the bushes. Last night Mikki went around that side of the yard, and was scratching and pawing at the fence (she must have smelled something tasty on the other side), and she wouldn't come in until mom came & got her. Well.....when mom started walking between the bushes, she walked face first through some poor spider's web, and we were rolling on the ground laughing as she danced and jumped around the yard brushing at her hair and clothes. She got aggravated and told us it wasn't funny, it wasn't natural, anything with that many legs should only exist in horror movies, but there wasn't even a spider on her, just the web! It was SO funny, Mik tried it again tonight, but mom went and got a flashlight and a stick to knock the webs down before she walked through there, poor spiders, all that work for nothing....

I guess that introduces all of us, and gives you a little of our history, more details to come after Meeshka's big event next weekend. By the way, did you go pledge all of your human's money yet? Hello!!! What are you waiting for??? We furballs have to stick together and support one another, you know? Stop napping and go get those donations! I told our queen that I thought she would reach $2500, don't make me look any sillier than I already do trying to grow into these big feet of mine, go show your support for exploding furballs in need!

Talk to you again after the blogathon, power to the HULA hoop!

Bama

Greetings from the River Hill Pack!

2007-07-19T14:37:00.000-04:00

Hi Everyhusky!
I'm Bama, and I'm the owner of this blog. I finally got my stupid humom to figure out how to do this....woohoo, I've been working on her for a couple of weeks!
I'm not going to say much for now, I would rather that everyone go see her Royal Fluffiness Meeshka's blog at http://meeshkaworld.blogspot.com/, and make your humans donate to her worthy efforts in the upcoming blogathon to help the Harnessed To Hope folks. I'll have plenty to say after the big event, I promise! Until then, I'm going to be working on getting up some pictures and stuff so you'll know who we all are. GO VISIT MEESHKA, OUR QUEEN, AND PLEDGE ALL YOUR HUMANS MONEY!! DON'T WAIT, GO NOW!! DON'T MAKE ME BITE YOU!! GRRRRRROOOWWWRRR