Bugz 2nd birthday

We had a birthday party today!! It waz Bugz 2nd birthday and we include Hank to cuz himz birthday waz July 4th and Mommy and Daddy didn't know it. Now that Bugz is two him is considered a grown up dog like me and Hank but don't think the Bugz E Doodle knows this. Me don't think that silly dog will ever be serious like me.

As usual we gotz 2 double cheeze burgerz and custard for dinner. The only problem with birthday parties is we still have to mind our mannerz. Daddy made Bugz sit and wait for himz dinner just like it waz any other day.


Then when himz had showed himz still remembered himz mannerz himz waz allowed to eat himz birthday dinner.

In fact we all had to sit and wait for our dinnerz. This does not seem very fair when it is a special day like a birthday. After tha dinner of double cheeze burgerz we got our birthday ice cream. Notice me ice cream bowl is on tha red carpet and nobody elsez is.

Poor cousin Hank didn't know what to make of tha birthday party. Himz mommy don't do parties for him like our peoplez do. His mommy had to encourage him to come to tha party but it didn't take long to figger it out.

Mommy even got presentz for everybody. Me and Hank got chew bonez and Bugz got a chew fish and himz won't share and has just about chewed it to piecez. We is all really tired after tha party. It's hard going to parties.

A major discovery!

There haz been a major discovery!!! It'z been discovered that me is not a Boxer/American Bulldog BUT a Boxer/English Mastiff. Itz true, Mommy and her friend Maggie (not to be confused with Auntie Margret) waz on themz work break and had gone for a walk when thiz man came around tha coner towardz them. On the end of himz leash waz a dog that Mommy thought waz me!! Hers knew it couldn't be cause me waz at home but just tha same it made her catch her breath. Now where her breath wasz running away to that she had to catch it me don't know, it'z just what she said.

Mommy stopped the man and asked him about himz dog. Hims said tha dogz name was Frank and himz waz a boxer/english mastiff mix that himz had rescued. Themz compared notez and had a nice conversation. Mommy said that what made her realize it wasn't me waz tha fact that this dog had more white on himz chest than me but except for that she would of sworn somebody and dognapped me.

Now tha really intersting thing about all this waz that when Mommy first brought me home and took me to visit Dr. Caldwell, her (Dr. Caldwell) said if herz had to guess she would say me was boxer and mastiff not boxer / american bulldog. Looks like me vet is a very smart lady.

Murphy, who haz discovered another side of himself.

Cousin Hank

Mommy finally got them picturez downloaded and haz breathing time to update me blog. It'z about time too, cuz thiz dog waz about to forget some of tha thingz that'z happened thiz summer. If me is lucky hers will take dictation (what eber that iz) for a couple adventurez.

If you rememberz the last time me wrote (with the help of Mommy) Auntie Margert and cousin Hank had come to stay with us for a while. Thingz haz turned out real good in that area. Hank haz learned hiz place in tha order of tha pack, which iz tha bottom but himz don't seem to mind to much. Isn't him a handsome fellow, all shiny and black. Of course himz isn't as handsome az me.

Hank really likez living here with us too. Himz getz treatz from Daddy and getz to sleep on the dog couch and go camping too! We taughted him how to be a camping dog just like me and Bugz. The best of all is himz has two buddiez to play with all day long, except me don't like to play all day long like Hank and Bugz do. Hank and Bugz just lovez to play keep away. And you know all know how Bugz just haz to have tha toy you iz playing with.

Even if we had the very same toy, which me and Bugz doez, then that ole silly Bugz wantz them all and isn't happy until himz getz them all. Lucky fog Bugz that Hank isn't a dominate male like me. There would be troublez then thatz for sure.

For tha most part me just watchez them to play cause being the older brother and the older cousin somebody has to be in charge and guess who that is.

For tha most part thingz haz been really good. Me and Auntie Margaret haz had a few disagreementz, like her not understanding tha me iz not a submissive dog or that when me goez into me crate itz me safe place and to leave me alone. Me is very sorry to say that me haz snapped at her 3 timez cause her getz in me face and yellz at me. Me triez to tell her to stop but herz doesn't seem to understand boxer talk. Mommy told her that when me sayz "roo, roo, roo" that me iz telling her to leave me alone that me has gone to tha safety of me crate and not to mess with me there. Me is alwayz really sorry afterwardz but sometimez a dogz gotta do what a dogz gotta do. Me lovez Auntie Margaret and would never ever bite her but boy or boy she can be slow understanding me. Thiz week haz been better cauze we haven't had no problemz, maybe you can train humanz after all.

Murphy