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

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

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

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!

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)

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

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

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