Friday the 13thhhhh

BE MINE!!!

Friday the Thirteenth!

So all day I was waiting for Ms. Zeta to walk under a ladder, step on a crack, see a black cat and nuthin'. I dawdled out back and ole fluffy the feral cat was waiting under the Christmas tree for me. Yeah, Theta and Biggie are in a contest to see who can ignore the wind blown, tinsel-strewn Christmas tree that is in the backyard until spring. It's all good since I go out and eat my share of the tinsel (not pretty later, but that is TMI!!!!!!).

Frumpin now, went to the Dog-Anon meeting tonite and there were a pack of characters. Even saw some Cats sneak in the back and check out the meetin'--guess they need love too HE HE HE HE! So we said the prayers, yakked a little and then spilled our guts right their on the table...

I shared my issues with food. Okay, you try growing up with a Neapolitan Mastiff in your crate. See if you get a chance to get your nose in the food bowl...I remember man and never, never will I go hungry again even if all I get is celery sticks and carrots from Ms. Zeta!!! Been in a binge along with Ms Zeta and we're both puffin out a little...we start back on "The Program" tomorrow. That means walks after dark, on the harness (which is a whole nother story...).

Back to me...so Alpha Dog left in the wee hours this morning and I slept in with Biggie Dog. He let me up on the mattress and it was nice, warm and sssssssooooooooooooooffffffffffffftttttttttttt. Aaah, ya know that life is pretty good for this dog-faced dog. All in all I think I'll keep tha familia cuz I got all thoz cuzns who give me food and hugs and Mr Icee who lets me lick his face! Ms Beanie rubs my belly and Steph just let's me lay on her lap....aaah, gratefulness yes I am filled with gratitude not attitude. Sweet Dreams friends and thank Dog God for your blessings they are many...til tomorrow G-outta here like white on rice

COOOOK....EEEZ!

Okay, you may call them something else...to me? These are tha cooookeeeeez. So Ms. Zeta thinks she has it all figured out. She let's me out at 5:00 am, snow on the ground, cold as my nose at three in the mornin' HE HE so I play a little game (don't you all tell her man, it's payin me bling-n-bacon)---I run out across the yard, back to the woods...nah, not to grandma's but I do hit the slip at the Garden Lady's house.

Up on the porch, sniffin round la de da de dah....outta the blue here it comes, "COOOOOK.....EEEEZ! COOOOOOK.EEEEEZ! (I always let Ms. Zeta yell this twice--makes her nervous--yeah, I AM in Dog-Anon you know-I got issues)

...Bam, slam, run, slip, slide galumpppppp skid into the sliding door and there it is BACON COOKIES! Is it Christmas, Am I dreamin? Been happenin' for about two weeks now--snow, good = coookies!



So Cuzn Jameson sends the pics and what do I find? This furry, tonguey, whacked-out poooch chompin on my cuzn's face! That's BD. The culprit's name...PUMPKIN (and he's a boy--talk about therapy man...makes me almost forgive him).

Sadie, Ire, yeah but the hairy rodent dogs? Okay, ooooookay...no hate mail please. I do love the lil rode...dogs but gotta clean up that lickin mess



Oh Here She is Herself....Ms. Supreme! Yeah, that is Jameson the lost Princess of Ponce (okay if you believe that, hey I got a Czarina named Anastasia way right of Alaska..if ya gotta ask you need to brush up on the books or at least the Ingrid Bergman movies kiddies) So, back to the Princess of Peace, the Grand Dame of Dance, the Fraulein of Funk, the Duchess of Duh!

Aint she sweet? Ms Zeta had that look once....long, long, long, long time ago. So mijita, keep the pics comin and check me on the blog not just the emails...oh wait....



"COOOOOK.....EEEEEEZ!" G-bling out.

Saturday Night Live...Harumphhhhh

G-Dog here just chillin waitin for the big game tomorrow. I hope the Eagles win! Go Birds!!! So guess what? The big chill came today...I was tossed into the bath and Biggie did the washin. Man was I dirty--did ya know I am actually white all under? Me either!!!

Just got home from the Dog-Anon meeting. Lots of oldies there tonight, Tommy the Terrier, Jessie the Jack Russel, Pete the Poodle (man, I would have issues with that haircut too), Billy the Bully and Serita the Schnauzer (she's Indian-German). Well cookies and coffee abound, but I was waiting for the piggies...what happened to them piggies man? In the ole days used to get them pig ears and chomp, chomp, chomp. Guess times are tough for the members. I shared, ya know, about the bath thing, the stinky bed thing and of course---The Alpha Man.

Yikes, Ms. Zeta just walked in...she was sittin out listenin to Gayle on the radio. Wish Gayle would just call here and be done with it. Gayle has a gay deaf dog---hmmm, bet I see him at Dog-Anon meetings! So this was quick cuz here she comes...email me fans, check ya and Fly Eagles Fly. G-Dog on the snooze cruz...out.

Friday Night is Alright! Frog Dog Here....

Peace on Earth...well, at least in San Diego!!!

Hello Fans and Followers...it is Friday Night and I am feelin alright! Ms Zeta just came in and she's staring at me. That look is in her eye, I do believe the bath is coming tomorrow. Just when I was getting used to that mud/snow/twig/lamb smell. I'm so stinky that I lick my legs like they are chicken bones...that's what they smell like and not too bad on the taste buds.

Biggie is playin that Warcrest Warchest SWarthog...whatever that game is-he's talking to his computer (talk about looney). Alpha Dog is watching golf; now I gotta ask ya what is there to watch in golf? Guys stand around look at the sun, walkin in those funky pants pulling blades of grass and wagglin their butts. I do that everyday when I hit the yardlet to go...

Bacon...bacon..bacon...I heard about some crazy recipe going on the net. Have you heard? Some type of bacon candy bar or bacon, sauce and sausage YUMBO...now that is for wagglin. Surprised my girl el sammy herself the Raeche hasn't made it. OUH OHHHHHH....grrrrrrr, was that? Phew, just Theta dog comin in from the cold--darn near took a nip outta him. He's lucky I had my Dog-Anon meeting tonite to deal with all my anger issues.

So fans, friends, family and foreigners...stream of consciousness is done. Time to hop on the sofa (Alpha is snorin') and get my snoooooze on. Here's to you Cuzn James...send me a pic Batgirl!Love ya, G-dog out and about.

Where oh where has Gerry Been?

Geronimo here, phew...Ms Zeta took off on a business trip, took the laptop and I have been laying around doing nothing!

So here I am back on track. What's up cuzns? I heard a rumor from Biggie that "el tubo" would be filled with water tomorrow and my carcass would be swimming. NEWSFLASH--I don't think so (under the bed-too bit; in the closet-no opposable thumbs; in the car--too cold; in the basement--nah Alpha will look there...cripes nowhere to hide)

If you have an idea please email before the night is over or, gulp, it is gurgle time and man-o-man I don't do well in "el tubo". Now that I shared my fears I feel much better. Hey, this might be better than Dog-Anon??? Only if you are there for me...cuz we all know what happens when we isolate...

So Ms Zeta went out of town but before that someone smashed our Oprah Car! Ms wasn't hurt but she checked out the ortho just in case. No Gayle King for a whole week. AAAAAAAH, the car is back tonite and I heard that crazy Gayle chattin away about her muzique...love that Gayle.

Alpha is hittin the treads...too cold to go outside (least thats what my walkin partner, Ms I'll walk in any weather Zeta--don't t h i n k so :) Biggie is writing music and strummin the guitar. He bailed to, NYC, Harlem no less, for the weekend--what's a broxer gotta do for a ride man?

Theta Dog--he got a job. He rolls out before the first morning duty! Its like 5:00 am man...cold and early. But he gets home in time to play a little before the hay. Anyway cuzns, just so you know besides the bath rumor...heard Alpha and Zeta talkin...okay, okay, I wuz eavesroppin??? well, you know I was bein nosy...I may lose the Blue Buffalo, my beloved organic food, and go to GULP, grocery store brand. This financial crisis has gone too far now.

Gotta go, heard some food rustlin...check ya in a few. Love and peace, coarse, G-sleep!

What Happened to My Eagles???

The Frog Dog Here...what happened? I was outside playing tag football with Ms. Zeta (we have a green Eagle ball) and the guys were hangin' in. I ran over to CVS for my V-Day Cards and it is aviary mayhem...the little red cardinals are pecking away at the eagles clipping those talon feathers with every pitch of the ball. Well, time for the birds to fly to their winter nests and sleep away the loss. I still believe!

Alpha Dog got a disk with old pictures on it...Ms. Zeta is posting some on her site so go check'em out if you have the address. No way guys, can't give it out here cuz Ms. Zeta is nice and all but if I clog her in-box we are liable to have the men in white pull-up with a wagon. More on that later...

Yeah, it was a balmy 30 degrees yesterday which is why I played tag football--alright! It was more like jump and bump football and Ms. Zeta had mud all over her black pants but it was fun until I was distracted by the diet coke can. Had some sweet potato pie mmmmmmmmmm: BURP.

Wanted to check in with the cuzns and let those B-kids know we still believe and hey, we beat the Cowboys TWICE! Sorry Uncle Velle. Why don't they have a team called "The Frog Dogs"? G-chillaxin and out.

Diets, Snow and Alpha Dog

Where have I been? Huh, Ms. Zeta has me on a weight loss plan now that she discovered Theta Dog was feeding me double my daily dose--hey, who was I hurtin anyway? So my newest trick is to howl and cry whenever anyone in the house is eating. Usually works on Biggie Dog and Ms. Zeta--please, that girl needs Dog-Anon, he he he he.

I checked myself out in the patio glass door (which I almost smacked into tonight when Ms. Zeta came yelling, "cookie". Biggie cleaned the glass and whoops, who knew?) and I am looking slimmer and trimmer and quite handsome. Pictures later ladies, hold your horses!!

So, the snow. Not sure yet, just not sure. I think I like it but it freaks me out a little. I mean definitely worth a taste or two when I go out and the whole rolling around with the ball thingy is cool but jiminy crickets if the feet don't freeze and ache and then I trip up the stairs. No pictures of that now.

Alpha Dog. Hmmmm, he showed up really late tonight and I wonder what was up. Ms. Zeta bought him Wendys (not likely on a Thursday) and then he checked out for the ole mattress. Well, I am waiting for Ms. Zeta to finish her homework so we can go chill, ummmm, warm-up in the master bedroom. Yes, ladies, I have my own master suite upstairs--it's metal, with a black floor and soft, fuzzy dark green throw. I see you really want me to break out that camera right? I may have time this weekend.

So Ms. Zeta got a note from Ms. Steph. Finally, one of the cuzns checking me out (the others are just jealous of my fame)--anyway, I heard Ms. Steph and Ms. Zeta are going to a spa or getting their toes tickled or something like that it sure doesn't sound that fun. I'd rather get the old belly rub and a bone but then again, I am a dog, ribbit :)

Ms. Zeta is done, the lights are coming down, the snow has stopped and Alpha Dog is snoring. Its a sign from God Dog--nap time. Drop me a note other cuzns, I know you are watching! Til we bark again fans. G-frog out.