Week 5

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First an important note. I inadvertently short changed the Bloomsburgs on the number of wins. I've gone back and corrected my reports. As a special way of apologizing to the Turbo Colored Huskies, I've interjected myself into a graphic with their mascot:



So! Here's what happened in this week's games: The Bloomsburgs, Saskatchewans, Northern Illinois, & Michigan Techs all were triumphant over the marauders (and sidekick Skully), the clan, broncos, and bulldogs.

The Connecticuts had the week off, so they did not win, but they also did not lose.

Unfortunately, the Washingtons and the Northeasterns did not win against the Fighting Irish and some crusaders.

I have a special woo out regarding the Washingtons. They were aided in no small part by my good friend Marley, who let loose with the gas as a means of diminishing the support his humans had for the Fighting Irish. I appreciate your effort, Mars. I know your fart was in the right place.

(You will notice that I have marked certain number in red. That is the number that increases each week.)

Week 4

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This was not a good week for the Husky Football League. Before I give you the bad news, I will cheer you up by showing you a couple pictures of me:



Now for the bad news from the League. Huskies defeated pioneers and rams. They were not successful against golden bears, vandals, the cardinal (the color, not the bird), lakers, and wildcats.

I will point out that the Bloomsburg (Turbo-Colored) Huskies remain undefeated. Ha roo!

Week 3

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Huskies mostly won their football games this week. They beat 2 varieties of bears: Golden and Regular. They also defeated boiler manufacturers and Troy citizens.

Huskies did not win against wolves and penguins. I understand not beating the wolves, but why didn't Huskies defeat birds who cry ice cube tears?????

The Saskatchewan Huskies did not win or lose this week because they did not play football.

Here's a picture of a human pretending to be a Husky from the team that did not prevail over the wolves (I don't know who the humans pretending to be humans are in the picture):



And here is a picture of me:

Week 2

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It was another mixed bag of wins and losses in the Husky Football League:



Huskies prevailed over rams, lakers, leathernecks, and vandals. (My Human, who is stupid, says that huskies and vandals are indistinguishable.)

Huskies did not prevail over tarheels, eagles, and black bears.

I need to make a special woo out to the Bloomsburg Huskies. They are definitely not stupid. Look at their mascot. I think they will win for this reason alone!

Are You Ready For Some Football?

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This weekend was (for the most part) the first weekend of my tracking the records of the Husky Football League. The members of this esteemed league have Huskies for mascots and are universities in the United States and Canada.

Without further time wasting, here's my line scores:


The Huskies heroically beat Dinos, Vulcans, and Rufus the Bobcat.

The Huskies valiantly lost to Chargers, Eagles, Badgers, & Tigers.

I am most impressed with the U of Saskatchewan Huskies. Look at the huge husky in these pictures I found on their website:

Fluffsplosion

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So it's the time of the year that huskies shed. Of course, this particular "time of the year" lasts right around the equivalent of 1 human year. I don't now about you, but my Human is obsessed with stealing my fluff. She'd just reach right over and pluck a hunk of it off. Then she'll bring out the gigantic, industrial strength carpet rake and scrape it off the carpet. Or, worse yet, she'll bring out the stupid new yellow Dyson to have it eat our fluff. Yesterday when my Human was stealing my fluff, I'd get very gruff with her and grab a mouthful of MY fluff. I ran off with it.

The whole thing is wrong. Very wrong. Why do the humans always feel the need to take our fluff and very often just dispose of it. Typically, my Human tosses our fluff over the fence so that birds can use it. What do birds need with our fluff? They have feathers, for barking out loud!

The Philadelphia Stupids

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Here's my thoughts on the Philadelphia Eagles hiring Michael Vick to play on their team: I don't care if a convicted felon who is still "on paper" has been hired. I don't care that he's playing football for a lot of money. If the Philadelphia Eagles want to be stupid, that's their decision. It seems to me that it will bring them bad publicity. But humans seem to think that all publicity is good...even bad publicity. If the Philadelphia Eagles get embarrassed, that's good. If they lose a lot of fans, that's good. If they lose a lot of money, that's good.

My Human is a Human Resources Coordinator. What that means is that, in part, she gets to hire people. She works for the world's largest facilities' services company. She gets a lot of applicants for janitorial positions. She wouldn't hire convicted felons who are still on parole to clean her customers' buildings. Obviously janitors are more important than NFL football players.

Fishy

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R.I.P, C$

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We are all very sad that Charlie has left for the rainbow bridge. He was always one of my very best friends and a big part of the reason that I've blogged.

We are all wooing sadly for C$, Opy, Greg, & Brooke

I Am A Pitbull

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[Click on the picture to the left to biggify it so you can read all the banned breeds.]

Today we had an satellite dish installer come to our house who was scared of dogs. My Human was sensitive to this and had all of us dogs segregated so the man would not be scared. He saw a couple of us who peeked at him through the window blinds and asked if we were pitbulls. (There is an excellent website that challenges humans be be able to pick out the true pitbull from a bunch of pictures.)

This got me thinking about all of the stupid breed specific legislation that is out there. Pitbulls are often banned from living in certain communities. And by "living," I mean being alive rather than just residing in a town.

There is a town about 20 miles from our house that has a new stupid anti-pitbull law. The law basically says that no new pitbulls can come into Fayette, but that current ones are okay as long as the dogs' humans have registered them and have a photo ID for the dogs.

If certain so called scary breeds are banned, then it will be easier to ban other breeds that humans are scared of. You have to watch humans. You can't trust them.

I want to propose a new law to ban humans that dogs think are dangerous and stupid. Those humans would not be allowed to live in their communities. Take the word "live" anyway you want to.

A Reminder

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If I had been elected President, I would have banned the following things: Fireworks, thunderstorms, hot weather, mosquitoes, ticks, seizures, stupidity, etc, etc, etc...

Hey! This is a long holiday weekend. My Human is off of work for 3 days. It's not supposed to be really hot, which is good. But there will probably be some thunderstorms and fireworks around. We don't have fireworks at our house, But they are out there. I can hear them. Sadly, we currently have neither cheese nor bacon in our house. Maybe my Human will get some tomorrow.

I forgot to wish my Canadian friends Happy Canada Day. So, here's to you, one day late!

Happy Independence Day to all United Statesers.

New & Stupid

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I did not authorize this moving in!

Lost Husky In New Jersey

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Please visit Khyra's blog for information on a lost husky in New Jersey. Laska doesn't know the area and is most likely very scared.

All pawsitive thoughts and prayers appreciated.

After the Bath

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I don't know about you, but I love running around after my bath and rubbing my face and body on the carpet and furniture.

Unfortunate

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My Human has informed me that she will be buying a new stupid Dyson! This is not good news, but we successfully killed the old Dyson, so we will prevail. Sure it took us 5 years, but we did succeed!

In the mean time, I will be planning, scheming, and shedding.

Hold Your Fire

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So my Human finally figured out what that weird Friday morning smell was. I smelled it on Saturday afternoon and went over to tell the surge protector that it was stupid. Then that stupid surge protector decided to catch on fire!

My Human noticed the orange flames shooting out of it and she was able to take care of the situation without damage to anything other than the surge protector and a plug. Thing definitely could have been worse, and we are all happy that the fire didn't start until Saturday afternoon.

My Human has decided to replace the functioning surge protectors will better quality ones. She's been reading about them and found a couple of models that look promising. One of them even has a smoke detector attached so that it shuts down if it senses smoke.

This is what my Human thinks may have happened: We had a bit of a flood in our house when there was a big rain storm. The surge protector got moist. As it turns out, that's a bad thing. Also,somedog may have peed on it. But I'm not saying anything about that.

We've learned a few things:

1. Surge strips don't necessarily turn off if they are moist.
2. They also don't necessarily shut off if they are on fire.
3. You shouldn't use the same surge protector for years and years.
4. You can find more tips here: Power Strip Safety.

I've decided that I'm going to be our pack's designated Fire Marshal now.

Roughin' It

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My Human woke up around 4am and found a very weird smell in the house. It was kind of a chemical/plastic smell. While we were outside delivering p-mail, my Human was inside sniffing things. As you all know, humans don't have as refined a sniffer as we do. My Human never figured out what the smell was and it went away anyway.

Then it was time for her to hose herself off before she went to that place she calls "work." After she was in the tub, she noticed that Roo Roo had picked up something that looked like a Tylenol. So my Human had to get out of the tub and chase after Rooie. My Human escorted Roo into the bathroom and had her drink some hydrogen peroxide so she'd horka up the pill. Turned out it wasn't a Tylenol after all but a bit of paper.

Eventually my Human was ready to go to work. So she escorted me and Rooie to our respective boxes. My Human then proceeded to give herself a black eye on a quart water bottle she was using to fill Rooie's water bowl. Yeah, I have no clue how my Human managed to do that, but she did. And now she has a nice shiner below her left eye.

Finally, when my Human got home she discovered that either Lex, Meepie, or Fargo had destroyed a catalog. Shredded paper everywhere!

All in all, it was a very good day.

Commercial

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I am pleased to announce that I have relaunched my Tubey TV station on DWB. Please click below to see my commercial:



And, oh yeah, my Human has decided to update her blog, as well.

The Cuz Thief

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I am beginning my treck through each of the DWB blogs tonight. Right now there is 1249 of them, so it will be a while before I get done.

In the mean time, my Human has promised me that she will shoot a video of me yelling at Lex soon. I will post that when it is available.

But for the time being, here is a Roo Roo movie:

The Cuz: Part 1

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Please behold my newest produced video. It was originally filmed a year ago and is now available for the public.

Q Thing

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My new friend Suzy Sheltie posted about this QR Code generator. I decided to give it a whirl. So, instead of my name or blog URL, I decided to post one of our favorite jokes:





And, of course, I am going to end this post with a picture of me:

Tubey & the Tube

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We have our satellite internet connected now. So, I decided to post a video to give it a whirl. I made this video about a year ago. I really like toilet paper tubes.

Once Again

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I am proud to announce that I will soon be introducing Tubey TV again. My Human is getting satellite internet, so it will be easier for me to upload videos We currently just use dial up internet, which is stupid beyond stupid.

Awake!

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To my Human:

Just because we woke you up at 3:45am does not mean that we wanted you to stay up. Please stop watching the Golden Girls and go to sleep!



Sincerely,

Us

[A closing note from me: I've decided to reintroduce my stupidity index at the top of the blog. I'll updated it whenever the mood strikes me.]

The Sun Is A Big Yellow Cuz

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Huskies Win!

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So it was a good game, despite the fact that there weren't any real huskies there. Apparently basketball is a human game. Here's something really stupid: the UConn Huskies have a player named Dyson on their team! But much like the stupid Dyson in our house, he is broken.

My Human was sad that her stupid tigers didn't win. We were sympathetic by getting in her face and laughing at her.

Huskies vs Tigers

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My Human is stupid. Everyone knows that huskies are better than tigers. Way back when my Human was a younger human, she had to choose which university to attend. She was looking at schools whose mascots were hawks (the entire bird), cardinals, hawkeyes (not the entire bird!), and a stupid tiger. For reasons known only to her, she chose the tiger school.

Finally there is going to be a showdown of epic proportion. This Saturday some huskies will be battling my Human's stupid tigers in a basketball game. My Human will be cheering for the stupid tigers. I will, of course be cheering for the huskies.

My only concern is that humans created the rules of the game of basketball. The huskies that I know don't like playing with balls and don't like stupid human rules. I think the huskies will have the best chance of winning if they destroy the ball and rip the baskets to shreds.

Important Holiday

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It's that very important holiday again: It's National Corndog Day!

Here's the official poster for this year:


And here's a picture of me, not eating a corndog:


Maybe this year I'll get to eat one.

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

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I've talked about this in previous years. My Human grew up in this stupid town called Rolla, Missouri. St. Pat's is the most important holiday there. It has to do with St. Patrick being called the Patron Saint of Engineers. Rolla has this university that teaches humans to drink large quantities of alcohol and to become Engineers. These are not the type of Engineers that drive trains around, though. You don't want those Engineers to be drunk. But apparently it is okay to be a drunken other type of Engineer.

I digress.

Each year in Rolla there is a big parade and festivities. One thing happens every year in Rolla that every dog can appreciate: They paint the main street (called Pine Street, because humans are stupid) green with a substance called Alice. What is in Alice, you might ask. Oh, just about everything you can imagine, including stuff that comes out of humans when they have consumed too much alcohol. The prestigious Knights of St Pat are the ones who are in charge of Alice. In the good old days new Knights were tossed into Alice as a part of their Knighting ceremony. It was a big honor. (Think about the smell!) But in the 1990's, the administration of the university decided that it was too much of a liability to have humans put in the goo.

It has been a tradition for many years that humans can buy St. Pat's sweatshirts (and other products). I've featured their designs the past 2 years. This year is no exception:

Morgul as the Friendly Drelb

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I looked through a bunch of old pictures that I don't think I have featured on my blog.

Here's me:


Here's the nose of Fargo:


It's Rooie:


The Meep:


And Lex:

900

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I just realized as I was posting this, that this post is #900.

So, my Human is on vacation this week. So far what that means is that she's watching a lot of HGTV, cleaning, and complaining.

Last night some stupid storms were blowing into our area. There was some of that stupid lightning stuff. Lex gets freaked out by it. So I yelled at him. And then my Human stuck me in my box. She let me out and I yelled at Lex again. Thus, I had to go back in the box.

My Human didn't fall asleep till 4am. But it didn't matter to me. I still got plenty of sleep. I don't think there is any cause and effect between me and her lack of sleep. But when I was in my box, she kicked everyone else out of the bedroom and shut the door. We all sang a sad Siberian song about that.

It's been rather warm lately. So the stupid spring peeper frogs have been making a lot of noise. Lex hates those frogs. He's been hiding in my Human's bedroom. I yell at him about that, too. And then I have to go in my box.

Last weekend my Human went to a dog show. She got to meet a Siberian Husky and an Afghan Hound both named Pearl. And she got to meet a Bassett Hound named Gotcha.

After the dog show, my Human brought her workplace assistant to meet us. She was great because she let us jump all over her.

TurboBirthday

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I'm now 6! And here's 6 pictures of me: