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These just over the Todo Chronicles newsroom desk. Seems some American humans are just born Bullies. Doesn’t matter if they bully critters, other humans or defenseless Bots just hitchhiking across the country, not bothering anyone & being ever so friendly & polite. Just sayin . . .
The good news is that #Hitchbot can be reassembled & able to resume his journey in the future.
Upon receipt of my most recent post re: PlanetPluto, my Cousin Rocky leaped into action & replied via Snail Mail. My Cousin Rocky doesn’t see the need for immediate reply & comment or instant gratification. The sum total of Rocky’s response is that I should Chill Out. Lower my blood pressure over issues that aren’t particularly relevant to us K9s here on AnimalPlanet.com. In fact, Rocky sort of implies Chill Out . . . like todally. Rapid Response to important issues doesn’t happen overnight.
So I’ve been soul-searching & checking with other sources like my old pal & BFF, Chet the Dog. Chet writes a lotta books on his favorite subjects:
solving mysteries (that’s Chet’s main responsibility & job, with Bernie, Chet’s partner).
& Chillin’. Nothin’ much gets under Chet’s fur.
Then, of course, I consulted with my Bestie Bud, Wink. Wink’s not much concerned with anything but running & chasing rabbits. So of course, Wink says Chill Out my Sistah. Although if CA dries up & burns up, Wink won’t have much of a place to chase rabbits.
So I did my homework & I guess they are right. I should just Chill Out & relax. Do you think I got the hang of this Chillin’ Bidness yet?
Besides there’s a lotta other important issues that have severe & significant impact here on AnimalPlanet.com. Issues that will affect us dogs & all the other critters & creatures currently in residence here on AnimalPlanet.com. Critters & creatures clearly unable & highly unlikely to escape this sphere anytime soon.
And maybe critters & creatures, including humans & K9s won’t be noticeably affected in the here & now, but the next & the next generations of said critters & creatures will surely & most definitely be severely & significantly negatively impacted. This from other & different but nonetheless unimpeachable sources.
We, here at Todo Chronicles, speak of Climate Change, of course. It’s real. Scientists in the know about Science agree. & they are sounding the alarm such as contained in the links below.
So I’m gonna take Rocky’s advice & Chill. I sounded the alarm, again. I’m gonna let humans take it from here. It’s out of our paws.
It is agreed that Climate Change is the direct result of human activity or inactivity, as the case may be. Humans know what to do if they just have the will & the courage to do it.
Besides me n Rocky, Wink & Chet, we’ll be back on PlanetPluto by the time the ocean levels rise another 10 feet & the air becomes unbreathable & there’s no place to go. And I don’t think it would be a wise move to offer to share PlanetPluto with humans when they do accept the fact of PlanetPluto & of Climate Change. I mean, it’s a small planet, dwarf to humans. & they already overpupulated AnimalPlanet.com, a much larger sphere.
For alla you Naysayers & Doubting Thomases out there, News Alert – Planet Pluto IS a planet. Well – duh! Not news to K9 Nation. We knew all along where we come from, where our roots lie. But now you have it from UNimpeachable sources. PlanetPluto IS a planet.
It only required the sum total of human ingenuity & scientific knowledge, $700M, 9 HYs & 3B miles to reveal with this historic flyby of New Horizons spacecraft to show what we, here at Todo Chronicles & K9 Nation, already know.
But, Opal K9, you say, where’s the evidence of K9 existence that should surely be revealed with such close up images, such extravagant investment in $, time & human talent? Where’s the evidence? & we, here at Todo Chronicles, speaking for K9 Nation, respond, we don’t leave the same footprint, carbon or otherwise, that humans do on AnimalPlanet.com. So, of course, K9 habitation is not obvious to the untrained eyeball. But we, here at Todo Chronicles, again speaking for K9 Nation, know & believe that PlanetPluto is indeed a planet & we’re all headed back there when our time here on AnimalPlanet.com is through. Our time for guiding & assisting our human counterparts here on AnimalPlanet.com is completed.
So now, in typically human fashion, they’ve decided to diminish the stature of PlanetPluto by calling it a Dwarf. Well, & again I speak for Todo Chronicles & K9 Nation, phooey on human name calling anyway. Just because PlanetPluto moves about the solar system in ways individual & unique, unanticipated by computer modeling or human guestimation, does not mean PlanetPluto is not a planet. & just because it’s small in size & stature doesn’t mean it doesn’t deserve full recognition in the big scheme of things.
Besides, PlanetPluto has some pretty heavy responsibilities out there at the very edge of the solar system, keeping a lotta things in order & organized. Guiding & assisting a whole Solar System in a remote fashion. Keeping a lotta balls in the air, if you will.
So humans, deal with it. It’s official. PlanetPluto is a planet.
Me n my BFF Snoopy wanna wish everybody a very happy & safe 4th of July; 239 HY since the Declaration of Independence was signed by our Founding Fathers & which established the good Ol’ US of A as a country here on AnimalPlanet.com. Snoopy n me think this is a real great country where everyone is equal & some is equaller. Which is like sayin’ We’ve got more work to do. Polish our image & live up to our standards.
But still a great country nonetheless. & when they approve the K9 Franchise, the US will be another step closer to perfection.
All the above being said, I gotta report some suspected abuse to myself. 1 HD, I’m going along, doing my thing. Checking out things in My Neighborhood. Offering Guidance & Assistance where I deem needed. & the next, I’m hauled off to MyVet where I didn’t do nuthin wrong & they’re sticking needles & knives in me. & I go to sleep for a really long time. & I wake up with my hind end stitched & shaved, my teeth a little sensitive & my head in the Collar of Shame. Whuddid I do? I tell you. It’s just not right.
I was so embarrassed when Mymi brought me home, I didn’t even wanna go out & check things out. Wrangle squirrels. Chat with Chipmunks. Chit-chat & clatter with the Magpies. They woulda laughed right in my face. Which I couldn’t even look away bc of this dumb collar thing. So mortifying.
So we remained here at our Domain the next HD. It was hard to find a place for myself with this dumb collar on & Mymi doing the laundry which I don’t like to stay in my Domain when that machinery is running. I resorted to my new old standby since all the workers were here renovating & updating our Domain, inside & outside. I stayed in the room with GrandSire’s furniture in it. I can still smell his scent & it gives me peace of mind.
By the end of that HD, I managed to look so miserable that Mymi agreed to take that dumb collar off. She said she couldn’t see how it helps when I can’t even turn around in my crate, the last defense. She said it was just temporary; I’d hafta put it back on for bedtime. But when that time came, she couldn’t figure out how to put it back on with only 2 hands. So . . . problem solved.
I’ve been on my best behavior since then tho. I don’t wanna risk having to put that stupid collar on again by chewing around where I shouldn’t. Cause bleeding or something. Not gonna happen. So I’m layin’ low til this all washes out & I can resume my duties, Walkies off leash as is only right in order for me to resume my duties & responsibilities.
Today being the 4th of July, Mymi is going to take special measures & precautions so I don’t get all nervous during the fireworks celebration later on this evening. I get to remain inside our domain with music on while humans celebrate the 4th. Fireworks always make me uneasy bc I don’t know when the next 1 is coming; likewise where it’s coming from.
So me n Snoopy wanna wish everyone a happy & safe 4th of July. But remember your dog & leave music or TV or other noise on loud enough so we don’t hear fireworks but soft enough so our sensitive ears don’t get injured.
Ya know. we here at Todo Chronicles, know y’all think dogs of every color & stripe are just dumb animals. Just waiting around to do our Master’s bidding. Maybe y’all think some dogs are smarter than others. & perhaps more sophisticated or civilized.
But, fact check here please. But, we, here at Todo Chronicles, cannot verify 1 single solitary instance where 1 dog viciously attacked & slaughtered another dog without human command or provocation. Just because the 1st dog didn’t like the color of another dog’s fur or because the shape of the attacked dog’s body is different or unusual or some other reason. No Self-Respecting Offspring of Great Todo would commit such an atrocity. Not even the so-called Lone Wolf (4 legged kind) would would stoop to such a barbarity. Just not happening.
We, here at Todo Chronicles, would like to take this opportunity to suggest that humans take a good long look at themselves. Perhaps y’all aren’t the Top of the Food Chain, Last Word in Creation. There’s still some fine-tuning left to do.
Just a Dog is Just sayin’ . . .
Now that I have reached a certain age. Acquired knowledge & wisdom. Explored my surroundings in many & varied locations. Sharpened my skills & done my assignments & duties well & as required. Sometimes exceeding expectations. Now that I’ve got my ducks in a row & my poop in the proper receptacle . . . now I find that occasionally & sometimes I’m too pooped to participate.
So . . . sometimes I just gotta lets things go. You know . . . slide. Cause my faculties don’t work like they did in past days.
To be sure, I perform my duties & responsibilities as required. But sometimes I let that pesky squirrel bury peanuts in the planter on the deck out back. What the heck. I don’t think he’s hurting anything. Sometimes I even get a peanut outta the deal.
& for instance, previously, I made sure to corral the cats (they’re so humpy & hissy. What’s the good of keeping them in their place?). So I let a few cross my path without challenge or encounter. Every cat I ever Hi-4ed got all smug & snotty, so I’m not gonna waste my energy on them anymore.
& also, another example, squirrel wrangling in the park basically wastes my energy chasing them up & around trees. They just snicker & laugh at me up there in their tree they know I can’t climb even if I wanted to. Besides, it kinda stretches some weary muscles & bones & not in a good way. These bones is weary bones.
Getting so I’m not trusting my trusty old ears anymore either. Sometimes I don’t hear something happening right near me until it sneaks up & scares me. Mymi thinks it’s selective hearing & I just ignore her conversation & commands. Welllllll . . . sometimes.
There’s Postal Patrol which doesn’t bring the satisfaction it used to. Previously I would have to scramble across the hot (in the summer, like now) blacktop to the mailbox on the other side of the street. I left pee-mail for my little friends, Buttercup & . . . her name escapes me at the moment. Now it’s something of a chore to cross the streets being as they are so hot. Curbs a K9’s enthusiasm.
More & more I’m experiencing difficulty leaving pee-mail to mark my paths & routes around the neighborhood. I gotta try & try & it gets frustrating not to communicate with my homies here in the neighborhood. I tried puddlewater, poolwater, gutterwater, even the water in my bowl, warm or with icy cubes in it. Zip. Zero. Hardly nuthin’.
All of this causes great concern & consternation to Mymi & My Auntie Judy. So it has been decided that I must get checked up & checked out. I went to the vet already. They poked & prodded. They stuck a little biddy needle in me. They said it wouldn’t hurt but I noticed it to be sure.
Mymi says test results are in & indicate that I require further study. Tomorrow I go to My Vet for an abdominal ultrasound which sounds intimidating enough. Even for a courageous K9 such as myself. Among other indignities I face, they are gonna shave my belly to get a better picture of what’s going on in there. Worst of all . . . no breakfast. I may faint away.
Old age sux. & it ain’t for sissies.
Our apologies. We, here at Todo Chronicles, have not been absent & derelict in our duties due to any lack of motivation or interest on our part. But rather we, here at Todo Chronicles have been away from our chronicling duties for nearly a HM due to a series of unanticipated events.
First on our list of unanticipated events was that I had another date with my new BFF (Boy Friend Forever) Wink. Love of my life. OK. Call me Cougar. Wink’s a little on the young side for a mature bitch of accomplishment such as myself. But we have sooo much in common. 1st of all our companions are becoming fast BFFs (in the original sense of the term). So Mymi & 211Kristen like to walk us together. So fun to team up with Wink & point him in the proper direction so he could dive into the tall grasses for the bunny I flushed out with my superior sniffing skills. Wink’s long legs permit him to run pretty fast tho bunnies still seem to elude him.
Then I was just day dreaming of more walkies in the wetlands with Wink when I was whisked off to MySpa & Resort. For an exceptionally long stay (IMHO). Mymi & Golfernut were flying off to vacay in VA, home of our Founding Fathers. They were gonna meet UncaT & AuntieTeach there & seek out my family’s roots & origins here in America. & play some golf.
Well I woulda liked to go along. I gotta dog in this race too ya know. But far far too many human vacay rentals frown upon pets accompanying their companions. I woulda loved to tour the old family Township in SW VA or the family estates & plantations which haven’t actually been in the family since a Family Founding Father explored that American Way of Life . . . Overextending Oneself in the Financial Arena. Oh well. Guess that’s why this country got settled. Hadda move beyond the Repo Man.
They took pix of the City sign. The family Marble Garden. The Family Plantation & Horse Hang Out. Present owners having to sell bc they took too many spills offa their horses permitted a grand tour of the place by the present Lady of the House. A fine & gracious hostess. They also attempted to tour the even older family Farm which is still a working farm to fork farm supplying meat & produce to the Inn in town where my folks had a healthy & nutritious lunch. But they got turned away from seeing that homestead by some not so friendly cows with mean looking horns.
So while they all are frolicking back in VA, I’m here at home, hanging out with my buds at MySpa & Resort. I thought I was gonna go home 1 day bc I got all shampooed & blow dried. Fluffed up & fancy & then . . . nada. No one came to get me. Til late the next day. Late in the day. Ya gotta know all this unsettlement & upset makes me pretty nervous at my advanced age. I was looking forward to getting home & getting nice & settled again. But when we got home, there wasn’t home there. At least not sos I could recognize it.
My domain with my mat was all filled up with junk & stuff. Nothing smells right. Nothing looks right. Mymi says it’s OK. It’s just a Home Makeover. But you know, ya gotta check it all out for yourself. So I spent hours familiarizing myself. Then I could rest a little easy. The next day, bright & early workers showed up & began banging & pounding. & emitting noxious smells. & laying down dirty cloth all over everywhere. & making so much racket & noise, there was just nowhere for a dog, at loose ends anyway to go. & Mymi hadda go on shopping expeditions & tours with our Interior Designer Patty. So she was gone. Very unsettling.
This went on all HW. But finally I figured out it’s best to make friends with the workers & then find a hidey-hole. So now they are cleared out & only a little bit more work is needed to complete phase 1. I can’t WAIT for phase 2. (Not!)
Yesterday Mymi promised me another date with Wink. I was soooo looking forward to our Teamwork flushing out more bunnies & squirrels & running free through the wetland. But we went to an Urban Park for Doggie Dash. Well I gotta see Wink for about like a minute. Then Wink hadda guide & accompany 211Bob on the 5KRun. I guess 211Bob didn’t know the way very well & needed Wink’s assistance. Me n Mymi & 211Kristen did the 3KWalk around a pond & everything. But as I was on a leash (todolly against our standard practices) I couldn’t even adequately sniff out & assess the situation around the pond. & now way was there any swimming in the todolly tame & tepid pond. Ah Wink. When will I see you again?
I don’t know when things will eVer get back to Normal. Or is this the New Normal . . . Nothing Normal at all & prolly gonna stay that way. The more things change . . . the more they change. OpalK9 OTJ