Tuesday, August 15, 2006


Some new people moved in to my apartment building today. Madge and Bernie were at work and I heard a "thump" on the front door. I immediately went to investigate and heard what sounded like a few out-of-shape guys trying to move a big couch down the hall. I think the "thump" was somebody's butt accidentally hitting our door. This went on for a few hours...people coming and going, strange voices calling to each other down the hallway on the other side of the door, the occasional scrape or thumping sound.

Later in the afternoon I smelled something familiar, I think it was a Boston Terrier. I sniffed the crack under the front door, and the other dog did the same thing. It was funny, our noses were only two inches from each other, but we couldn't see each other. I guess the dog was on a leash, and when the owner finally tugged on the leash the dog barked that her name is, "Sophie." The hall has been quiet ever since.

I wonder if I'll see Sophie sometime...

Monday, August 14, 2006

Beep, Beep, Beep

August 9, 2006

My after-lunch-nap was terrible. I'm SO disappointed. Ugh. The problem is that someone in my apartment building must have accidentally set their alarm clock for 1pm, and then went to work. I was happily snoozing on the sunny balcony and then,"beep, beep, beep." There's nothing I can do about it. And I could still hear it after I closed the sliding door. I don't even know where the beeping is coming from so I guess I'm stuck. I just hope this doesn't start happening every afternoon. Anyway, to all of you folks reading this, let this be a lesson to you: Make sure your stuff doesn't start beeping when you're out! Your neighbors will thank you.

I'm going to try to nap in the bathtub, maybe it'll be more quiet in there.

Sleepily yours,


Eye Crust

August 1, 2006

I’m feeling very unattractive today. Have you ever seen a dog with gross eye crust? Maybe you’ve seen some people with gross eye crust…yuck. Well, I have some gross eye crust today. I think it’s because my allergies are acting up again. The problem with eye crust is that it’s a very delicate thing to remove. I can’t lick my eyes (I've tried). And if I use my paws I might accidentally poke my eyes out! So I guess I’ll just sit here and wait for Madge to come home and wipe it off. I’ll have a moist towel ready to go.

If there are any dogs reading this who have some tips for removing eye crust please email me and share your knowledge.

Um, ok, bye.

The Itch

July 25, 2006

Last Friday was terrible. I had an itch in the middle of my back all day long and I just couldn’t scratch it. I tried everything: I rubbed up against the corner of a wall, against one of the heating vents in the floor, I even dragged a big salad fork out of the dishwasher…but nothing worked! Finally I remembered that Madge thinks she’s a gardener and has a few gardening tools in her closet. A heavy, metal rake fell out of her closet when I opened the door and after some positioning I managed to scratch the itch. That was some itch.

The only bad thing is that by the time Madge and Bernie got home from work it was dark out, and Bernie walked into their bedroom and accidentally stepped on the rake in such a way that the long wooden handle popped up and bonked him. He spent the rest of the night with an ice pack on his head. I blame the itch.

Um, ok, bye.

Chowder the Blogging Doggy

July 18, 2006

Woof and hello everyone. This is my first dog blog entry ever. I don’t really know what I’m doing yet, so I guess I’ll just tell you about my day today.

Let's see, Bernie was kind of Grumpy this morning (again) and I was glad when he and Madge left for work. It was really sunny around lunchtime, so I ate some leftover Chinese food I found in the fridge and then took a nice, long nap outside on the balcony. I had a funny dream that I was one of the goats from Billy Goats Gruff. I was on a bridge and there was a troll below yelling at me. Then I woke up to the sounds of my new downstairs neighbor, Mr. Zamboni, who was angry because I accidentally drooled all the way down to his balcony and onto his newspaper. Whoops!

Anyway, that was about twenty minutes ago and now here I am “blogging.” Gee, this is pretty boring, huh? Why would anyone want to read this? Is anyone actually reading this? Please send me an email so I know that someone cares! And check back soon, I’ll try to have a more exciting life and I’ll tell you all about it in next week’s blog.

Um, ok, bye.