And the walls came tumbling down

I'm not saying that the 9 Dogs Howling HQ is anything like Jericho in the Bible, but it is our own little fortress, and I fear that its walls will soon come tumbling down.

When I left for work yesterday, I managed to get all the big dogs outside except Jinx. I foolishly delayed the dog organizing until after I was dressed for work. Jinx is about the size of a horse now and when I try to bodily move him, he pees on me. Plus, shoving him out the door while 5 other dogs are trying to get back in is not a one-person job. Knowing that Mr. P. would be home in 1-1/2 hrs, I left Jinx with Polly & Georgie and hurried out to work.

And Jinx managed to get quite a lot done in that 1-1/2 hrs. He's not owning up to anything. In fact, he has implied that the crime was most likely committed by one or two snub-nosed dogs, not a long-nosed dog like him. But Georgie is far too lazy to do anything like this, and Polly wouldn't do it unless the wall had been soaked with popcorn flavoring.

So, what was Jinx thinking? Something like this...

Hmmm, she went out that door, maybe if I go after her I can get her back. I'll just chew a little opening here...no, that won't work...maybe here?.....no good....ah, this is the spot!

And he chewed away until he heard the sound of Mr. P.'s truck in the driveway...

Hi, Lukie!

I persuaded my friend Lukie to visit the 9 Dogs blog, so in honor of her visit, I'm posting a photo of Lukie's favorite breed, the Shi Tzu. Don't be fooled by the disguise. These are big, fierce, terrorist dogs in a small, cute, fluffy dog costume.

Is it my turn now?

Goober puts his paws on my leg, thrusts his eager face at mine, and says, "Is it my turn now? You've been playing with the computer for like 89 hours already and you haven't petted me once. Meg won't play with me and I'm so bored! Can we go to Dairy Queen? I'm in the mood for an Oreo Cheesecake Blizzard. C'mon, let's go!"

Blackberry Jam

We have a bumper crop of blackberries this year. Some of them are so big, you could slice them into blackberry steaks. Big, black, juicy, sweet-tart. Just like our other Blackberry (seen here in earlier days). Who, by the way, does not like to eat blackberries. He'd eat pig slop, but not blackberries. Maybe that would be cannibalism?

Fresh from the oven

Nothin says lovin like fresh from the oven...the heiny oven, that is...and Teddy says it best.

Which flavor do you want today?

We don't have quite as many flavors as Baskin Robbins, but our Kanine Kones are dee-lickin-lishus. Our most popular flavors, shown here, are:

> Vanilla Custard

> Creamy Caramel

> Dark Chocolate

Me? I'll have one scoop of each, please, with sprinkles on top. No, no, not the litterbox sprinkles, the chocolate sprinkles.

Pug Hugs for Sale

I told Polly and Patch they can go on their long-awaited Girls-Only Spa Vacation if they save the money to pay for the hotel themselves. Patch is looking into the idea of selling Girl Scount Cookies, while Polly immediately made herself a sign and set up a card table and chairs at the end of the driveway. No sales so far, but the driver of a red pickup truck slowed down and honked his horn when he saw our little entrepreneur.

Trying out for the team

Goober is eager to try out for the 9 Dogs Howling Brat Olympics team. He's been in intensive training for 3 weeks and finally had some down time on Sunday, while Coach Teddy shouted, "You'll have to sleep harder than that if you wanna be on our team, boy!"

Good morning, sunshine

Sunday, June 13, 2010 - 8:00 am at 9 Dogs Howling:
temperature: 90F
humidity: 249%
forecast: hazy sun and flopping tongues

We be chillin

Dogs + Dirt = FUN!

Miss Reiki is a princess who enjoys going to the groomer for hairstyling, mani & pedi.

But she is also a dog, and dogs + dirt = FUN!

If Reiki ever gets to visit us here at 9 Dogs Howling, she can join our own Digging a Tunnel to China crew.

9 Dogs Kitchen Counter Policy

The Kitchen Counter Policy here at 9 Dogs Howling is very simple: NO DOGS ALLOWED. Not even one small part of a dog. Not a paw, not a chin, and most definitely not a tongue.

I thought Nina was my friend, but she turns out to be a dog subversive, because she sent me this photo of her Reiki, and as soon as my dogs saw it, they wanted to know, "Why is Reiki allowed on the counter but we're not allowed on the counter? It isn't fair!"