Yesterday, Bill and Donna went to Barkaroundtheworld in Syracuse NY. So I'm letting them put up some pictures from the event. I didn't get to go, but Bo and Poohby were there. It's a big get-together of all these dog rescue groups and there's all kinds of dogs there. There were over 100 dogs there, easy. And lots of people who just want to help dogs. There were speakers during the day and all kinds of good stuff there. So here are some pictures. Oh, and those big dudes with the Tatoos, that's Rescue Ink. They came up from NY City, and they're going to be famous soon. Check out their website rescueink.org.

Barkaroundtheworld pictures

Today was just a great day to be outside after a couple of hot days. So Max and I posed in front of these flowers. Bill worked around the yard a little and tossed the ball for those other dogs. It's Memorial Day Weekend and I think we'll just stay close to home and take it easy for a few days.

Hey, watch Max jumping at the door and running to get outside to play. What a goofball!

Happy Beginning of Summer everybody!

Bo and Max like to play fetch. I don't. I'm a terrier!

Well, unless I can go swimming. Then I might fetch a little.

Yesterday I went for my swim therapy and had to swim in their tank for a half hour. Dog, was I tired! But I got to see my Melly and she even slept over with me. She let's me sleep in her bed right next to her which is awesome! If she's not here I have to sleep in my own dog bed next to Bill's bed. He won't let me get on his bed. He's got issues.

Then today we went over to the rocks and water. We haven't been over there for a long time. Max always runs into the water first. He's nuts about water, any water. Ocean or puddle, he doesn't care. It was a neat adventure for today. It was a little foggy on the water. Oh, you probably noticed my wheels. I have to put on my wheels if I want to go very far. You see, I had a bad adventure one time, and now my back legs don't really work. They spasm a little but they can't walk anymore. I'll tell you about that little adventure some other time. I don't think about it very much. I'm a terrier dog. I'm moving forward. So look out for me or I'll snap at your ankles on the way by.

I was watching for that strange dog today. He wasn't around though. Lucky for him. See how I put on my fierce terrier face for my picture? Bill worked from home today so that means we get to hang out with him all day in my apartment where he works. 'We' means me and Bo. We hang out with Bill the most. I guess I should introduce some of my pack. This is Bo dog. He's been with us for about a year and a half now. They say he was rescued from a puppy mill. I don't know what that is, but I know it isn't good. He's a bit high strung. Sometimes he starts barking at things, even before I do. And I'm a good barker! I let my people know when anything weird is going on. No strangers are going to sneak into THIS house. Not on MY watch. Just let 'em try. I haven't been able to sink my teeth into a stranger yet, but there's always tomorrow. Anyway, back to Bo. I don't like many other dogs, but Bo's OK. I leave him alone most of the time. He knows who's in charge here but still sticks up for himself in his own ways. He'll take my chewie when I just get up to take a drink. And sometimes I'll let him have it for a while. He knows. If I want it, it's MINE.

Oh Man! I was really upset today. There was a strange black dog in my yard today. Practically right outside my door. I would'a showed him if I could have gotten outside, but Bill wouldn't let me out. He kept saying it was OK. But it wasn't. He peed in my yard! (the dog, not Bill). The rest of the day was OK. We walked over to the yard across the street and played for a while after supper. I love it when I can scratch my back.

I, Buckley

My name is Buckley and I don't like strangers. Or strange dogs. Or cats or ferrets either. Who in their right mind would want to keep a bunch of filthy weasels in their home?! Sometimes I don't understand humans at all. I'd like to grab those ferrets and shake 'em and bite them kill them. GRRRrrrrrrRRRRRRR!!! I can't help it. You see, I'm a terrier! My humans did some kind of test and they think I've got other breeds mixed into me. But I'm telling you they're nuts. I'm all terrier. Just look at me! Do I look like a Shih-Tzu to you? I'd like to get my teeth on those dumb test people. I'll shred their ankles and then we'll see who's calling who a Shih-Tzu!



OK, sorry, I have a tendency to get carried away. I'm a little intense at times. Hey, I'm a terrier, remember?



Heard a good joke on the radio yesterday. You know why Manny Ramirez was taking that female fertility drug? Because he's going through Mannypause. Ha, ha, ha, ha.