Saturday, June 24, 2006

Really, I Can't Stop Laughing


Laundry Day 3
Originally uploaded by TheNewtonator.
Hysterical. Just hysterical.

Give Some People a Little Bit of Power...


Laundry Day 2
Originally uploaded by TheNewtonator.
...and this is what happens. Oh, a dog wearing a liger t-shirt and underwear on her head. Apparently this is what passes for comedy these days.

Friday, June 23, 2006

I'm Pooped!


Suki's main activity
Originally uploaded by amnewtonator.
Dominating is hard work, so this is what I did for about 48 hours after returning to Griffin.

The Cade


the cade.jpg
Originally uploaded by amnewtonator.
Ok, I admit it, I'm totally confounded by this one. He's smaller than everyone else, they speak to him in a different language, and he has the tendency to projectile vomit after eating. I do that sometimes, but no one ever makes cooing noises and pats my rear end. I don't get it.

Time Out


Christopher in Time Out
Originally uploaded by amnewtonator.
Yep. They've tried to do that to me, Christopher, but their underwear paid the price.

My Staff


See Saw (no, Christopher!)
Originally uploaded by amnewtonator.
These some more members of Team Suki, the Rubin siblings. We are not quite sure why a pool store has a see-saw on its premises, but we're just going to go with it, ok? Christopher is attempting to straddle the middle bar, but you'll soon see what happens when he doesn't listen to his aunt and uncle.

Frappuccino, Anyone?


Frappuccino 6
Originally uploaded by amnewtonator.
I felt like 10:00 a.m. was a little early for beer, so I had Green Shirt and Donald head out and get me a frappuccino. Please note that I like to have my frozen coffee drinks accompanied by a glass of water. It's how they do it in Europe, guys. Let's try to have some class.

Please


Leash is a Formality
Originally uploaded by amnewtonator.
I would like to make it known that the leash is a formality. I rule. Everything.

My Posse


My Posse
Originally uploaded by amnewtonator.
This is part of the crew I roll with in Area Code 205. Eph, who will be referred to as "Green Shirt" from here on out, spent most of his time in that chair as we watched three nail-biter baseball games on Saturday morning. I made sure that all who came near us knew I was in charge. I find that wagging my tail while barking creates the perfect amount of confusion and consternation in strangers. I think we can all agree that it's a good system.

Fresno


Fresno
Originally uploaded by amnewtonator.
This is Fresno. He chases squirrels with me, but I don't know if he's as hardcore about it as I am. He's more of a "Squirrels Light" kind of dog. We still have fun together, though. He bore some of the blame for chewing up a certain carpet, but I think we all know who was solely responsible for that. He is George Bush to my Dick Cheney.

Oh-oh, Alabama

Last weekend, I visited my old hunting lodge in Birmingham. The squirrels needed to be taken down a peg or two, and let's just say, "mission accomplished" on that point of business. The Rubins have been taking wonderful care of my property, but we all sat down and decided that there would probably be a better dog:squirrel ratio at a different house in the area, so we'll be moving there soon. I don't dirty my paws with such things as lifting or packing, so Donald and Melissa are going to handle all the details. Oh, and guys, careful with my stuff.

My photographer got some pictures of the trip, which will be posted via Flickr hereafter.

I bid you good day.