Dusty Doodles Reporting!
Ok, so I thought I should catch you all up on what's been going on since I posted last on my Blogger Blog. We didn't get much rain this year and therefore, we didn't have much mud for Doodles and Whiskey to play in. BUT, we had a really bad storm on January 4th. It knocked over the tree right outside the fence to our pen and blocked the gate. Doodles was afraid I wouldn't get dinner, cause Da Momma and Da Dad couldn't get in our gate. The storm also demolished our back porch. Doodles means DEMOLISHED. That Mother Nature, she's worse than a Siberian when it come to demolishing things! The porch was ripped from our house and part of it was wedged up against the back door, so Da Momma couldn't get out. Then another part of the porch was tossed over the fence and twisted around the telephone pole. All toll, we lost 4 or 5 trees in our yard and the porch, but that was it. No one was injured. Doodles and Whiskey were fine (we hid in our dog houses). Da Momma and Da Dad had to cut up the tree to get us out of our pen, but the tree didn't tear up our fences too badly, at least not bad enough that we could go out for a walk-about. The damage is all fixed up now. Da Dad rebuilt the porch and it's as good as new...well, almost.
Da Sister and Timmay came for Christmas and guess what?? They are getting MARRIED!! There was a lot of hoopla and woo's from the humans and the wedding is set for June 28th. Yup. that's just a few weeks away. Da Sister came in the spring and with Da Momma they gots all the wedding stuffs ready. There are boxes and boxes of wedding stuffs in Da Sisters bedroom, (you know the room Doodles isn't allowed in) and Doodles sneaked in there a time or two and gots to see some of the wedding stuffs. It's really purty. Da Sister says Doodles and Whiskey can't go to the wedding, cuz it's hoomans only. But Da Momma promised me lots of pictures. AND the best part is Da Sister is coming in a week and will live with us until the wedding!! WOOWOO!! That means lots of jumping on Da Sister's head and wrestling and stuffs!! Doodles is sooo excited! Da Momma says once they get married, that maybe they will have a hooman-pup! WOOOWOOOWOOOWOO!!! Doodles loves puppies and I'm sure that a Da Sister pup will be real cute and Doodles will gets to play with her!!
The cowdogs are back!! Doodles thinks I tolds you about it before, but they are back!! WooWoo!! There are lots more cowdogs then there were before and they have cowpups too!! So no city for Doodles, I'm a country Siberian and no pupachino place either!!
Yip and his family are doing good. They come now and then to visit. Doodles caught one of the furreal cats that Da Momma feeds. This one didn't die!! Usually when Doodles catches a furreal cat, they die pretty quick and aren't real good at playing Hooskey games. Doodles gots to play with this furreal cat for a while, until Da Momma spied me and told me "LEAVE IT". I threw the furreal cat in the air, partially cuz Da Momma startled me and partially cuz I was playing with him and he ran away. He's been back though to eat and stuff, so I know he's fine. Maybe next time I catch him, I can play with him longer.
Da Momma got these new things. She calls them keets. Here's a picture what a keet looks like:

Da Momma's keets, she has 2 of them are a purty lavender color. They live in a kennel in the corner and are hung up from the ceiling. Who ever heard of hanging a kennel from the ceiling?? I'm telling you my Da Momma is really strange. Da Momma says they are hers and Doodles cannot have them...but I'm trying!! I call them tweeters, cuz they are always tweeting. I don't know why Da Momma calls them keets, they don't keet or anything. So they are tweeters.
Usually Da Momma has been making Da Dad move them to the Da Sister's bedroom at night, you know the room Doodles isn't allowed in. But Da Dad thinks it's stoopid to move them and he thinks that we won't touch them. hehehhehe woowoo!! Him and Da Momma gots into a big woowoo-fight last night and so the tweeters stayed in the living room with Doodles and Whiskey. They get a blanket put on their kennel at night so they can stay warm...wussy, if you ask me. So, last night Doodles was in the house with Whiskey and at 4am I made Da Momma get up to let me and Whiskey outside to go pee. I did the
Meeshka claw to wake her up. Then I came in, Whiskey didn't want to. I waited until Da Momma was back to sleep and then I climbed on the couch and stepped on the little table and batted the cage that the tweeters are in. It wouldn't fall down though. Whiskey heard me from outside, cuz when I was batting the cage around, the tweeters have bells and toy stuffs in their kennel. So stoopid Whiskey banged on the door and Da Momma gots up to let her in. I guess Da Momma must've heard the bells in the kennel or something, cuz she came down to the living room and saw Doodles pointing at the kennel in the air and the kennel was swinging. Da Momma yelled at Doodles and hurt Doodles' feelings. Then she stayed up and yelled at me everytime I pointed at the tweeters. I tried to tell her that I was just practicing being one of those pointer dogs, but she wouldn't listen. I have a funny feeling the tweeters will be going back to the Da Sister's bedroom at night now. Stoopid Whiskey spoiled the whole thing.
Well, Doodles is gonna finish this post and maybe try to add some links and stuff to this blog. Then I will mind meld Da Momma and make her post my new address to my blog and my interweb page. More later...
Doodles Out.