Oh El Dee

Dan forgot my leash at the office. I bet he thought it was gonna be a problem. Not for this pup, my friend. I'm a people pooch. Speaking of people, it's been crazy busy around here the last little while, what with the holidays and all. Lots of parties at my house. Most of it was fun. Some of it was embarrassing...

That wasn't so hard, was it?

I was at a New Year's party at Aunty Julie's last night (that's me with Charlie up there). She asked all the peeps to put their resolutions in a glass and then they all guessed whose was whose. I was a bit hurt when no one asked me for one; but then was relieved because I didn't have one; but then was disappointed that I didn't have one; but then was determined to come up with one. Then it hit me. I'm going to do more of this.

At some point, Dan mentioned that it seems more real if you write it down. We'll see if he's right.

Ask the Maui Monster

Dear Maui Monster...
I hear your new bedroom faces east. Mine does, too. How are you dealing with that oppressive morning light? I gave up and set up shop on the kitchen floor for the summer.


Thanks,
Crumbs in my bed


Post-Dawn Disruption is a problem that affects 1/4 of us, CIMB. I honestly thought it'd never be me, mostly because I never thought Dan and Tiia would ever choose an east-facing bedroom. It's been six months now, and I'm learning to live with it. The curtains they put in are helping; as is having my own bed.

Um...

That's a pretty big chunk of cheese you've got on that cracker. Splitting it with me would be way easier on your jaw; and less cheese means more appreciation for the wheat and barley accents of the cracker.

Really, I'd be doing you a favour.

Hello, old friend.

Talk about a silver lining.

A couple of years ago, I used to eat a dry/wet mix. Dan used to say that eating just dry food was tantamount to eating dry toast. At the time, I took his word for it.* Then, almost out of the blue, the peeps decided to discontinue the melange, opting to serve only kibble (albeit, very tasty kibble).

I learned to supplement with food I'd find on walks; there are fewer restaurants on our new routes, but way more good home cookin'. 

I've also become a very skilled at begging – although "getting Dan and Tiia to fork over some of their dinner" is "taking candy from a baby" in canine. 

That leads us to earlier this week, when Dan gave me some undercooked chicken. In all fairness, he also gave it to himself – although I'm sure he's not seeing it as very fair. After a few days of nothing good at all, we went to the vet, who prescribed...wait for it...MY WET FOOD!!!

The key is gonna be getting it back long term, which is already looking like a problem because I'm feeling way better. I overheard rumblings of Cobb Salad tonight, though. The dream lives.

* I've since eaten dry toast. It sucks.

The last days of 35 for us both

This is my Auntie Bec. She's an Auntie because her last name is Yurman – not because her first name is Becky, as she'd probably argue. We both have birthdays coming up. I'm probably getting another elk antler. She should be so lucky.

Bec and I have been hangin' out at Craighurst Estates for the last little while. It's not that dissimilar to when I go there with Dan and Tiia. The air's a bit cleaner. The streats are a bit yummier. The couch in the front room is still the place to be.

There are definitely some differences, though. She's in the OLP camp (On Leash Peeps). Dan and Tiia are NLPs. Also, Bec likes the guest bed. Hey, it's fine by me; she's the one giving up space.

A vote for Maui

Dear Hawaiian GOPers,

I'm Maui Yurkenbaum, and I want to be your 2012 write-in candidate for President of the United States this Tuesday.

Some of you may have a problem with me not actually subscribing to many of your views. But here's why I don't think that should matter: you've got four options now and none of them has a hope of taking Obama down because they don't have the advantages I can bring.

• I can get the inside scoop on Obama 2012 from Bo. I've been holding on to a brick of Gruyere for just this kind of bribery.

• I can court the gay vote. I don't mean to brag, but I was somewhat of a star at the 2010 Halifax Pride Parade.

• I'll never be the subject of any cockamamie 'birther' scandal – the statute says that "no person not born in the United States will be eligible for the presidency". So there.

• Mauimania. It's real.