Sunday, January 20, 2008

Saturday, January 19, 2008

My Diary for 1/19/08

The Dude's Diary

This was a pretty good week! The sun came out and I did a lot of hanging out. Took Angie down to the beach. She wanted to carry me for a bit, but I'm growing up and I had to think about my image. I walked down there and back by myself. It as great! I needed the workout.

Ran up and down the beach and did some digging in the sand. Did some running through the water, too. Ladies stop and tell Angie how cute I am. Chicks dig the Dude, what can I say?

People stop their cars to ask Angie about me. I guess it's the same as they are with Court. They just can't get over my Blackness.

Yeah, I've been putting on some weight lately and getting buffed up. I'm a working dog you know, so I gotta stay in shape. Can't wait to start chewin' on some burglars and stuff like that.

The Dude Talks...Politics

Lots of talk going on here about the California primary coming up in a few weeks. I was getting all excited about it until I heard I couldn't vote. I'm really not down with this whole denial of my Canine-American rights. It really bothers me. Is it becaue I'm black? Hmmm...

Angie hasn't said who she's gonna vote for. I've been watching these people on the TV though and it's hard to choose. This Obama guy seems okay but he doesn't feel much like a dog-person. You know, you just get a vibe about those kinds of things. But Hillary Clinton seems like someone worth sniffing. On the Republican side, I like Fred Thompson. He looks very bulldoggish and that kind of thing is a plus with me.

The Dude Talks...News

Hey look, I've gotta mention this thing with the tiger attacking some people in San Francisco the other day. I'm not sure what they were thinking. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not a hater or anything like that but, even though I haven't been around very long, the one thing I know about cats is, JUST SAY NO!

Let's stay in touch.

--the dude--

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Saturday, January 12, 2008

OK, Here it is!!

Yeah, it's me and this is my journal of my daily life living in the far North of California.

It took me a while to get used to this stuff. It ain't Texas, that's for sure.

One day I was just chillin' with my bros and my sis and the next thing you know I was going for a long car ride to the airport. Then I got caged up and tossed on a plane for 3 hours and I finally wound up in San Francisco. I was cryin' like a baby (which I still was). A boy gets to missin' his mom, you know how it is.

After a loooooooooong time, Court came and got me. Then we had another adventure driving all the way home. I wasn't sure I was gonna dig this but it was great to get outta the cage.

So, I've been here 3 weeks now and I've been getting to know the family. I mostly hang our with Angie. She's alright if you like that sort of thing. For a while I was sleeping by the front door just in case they tried to run out on me or something.

It's kinda nice here. The food's good and Court has an excellent collection of socks to nibble on.

This naming thing though...I don't know. They throw so many names on me I'm feelin' a bit gangsta, you know?

I'm Ostaajje aka Wolfling aka Calif von Boorman House aka the Dude aka some unmentionable stuff Court called me when I was nibbling those nice socks...

We rolled down to L.A. for the holidays. Caught a little sun, did a little Hollywood swingin'. No big thing. That's just how I roll.

Here's some evidence:

Yeah, Chicks Dig the Dude!

I had a cool time but now we're back and getting down to business. You know, I'm a working dog so I started taking Angie to obedience class this week to get her trained. So far it's going pretty good. We got the "sit-thing" down pat. Now we're working on advanced studies, something they call "stay". Wow, college-level stuff!

BTW, we went to the vet this week. He says I'm doing great (no doubt, I am the Dude). I'm up to 18 1/2 pounds. I'm still compact but I keep my teeth sharp, just in case you're thinkin' of droppin' in to do some robbin' or something.

Anyway, that's it for now. Gotta grab some (puppy) chow and chase the ball for a while.

Let's stay in touch!