Huskies Win!

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So it was a good game, despite the fact that there weren't any real huskies there. Apparently basketball is a human game. Here's something really stupid: the UConn Huskies have a player named Dyson on their team! But much like the stupid Dyson in our house, he is broken.

My Human was sad that her stupid tigers didn't win. We were sympathetic by getting in her face and laughing at her.

Huskies vs Tigers

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My Human is stupid. Everyone knows that huskies are better than tigers. Way back when my Human was a younger human, she had to choose which university to attend. She was looking at schools whose mascots were hawks (the entire bird), cardinals, hawkeyes (not the entire bird!), and a stupid tiger. For reasons known only to her, she chose the tiger school.

Finally there is going to be a showdown of epic proportion. This Saturday some huskies will be battling my Human's stupid tigers in a basketball game. My Human will be cheering for the stupid tigers. I will, of course be cheering for the huskies.

My only concern is that humans created the rules of the game of basketball. The huskies that I know don't like playing with balls and don't like stupid human rules. I think the huskies will have the best chance of winning if they destroy the ball and rip the baskets to shreds.

Important Holiday

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It's that very important holiday again: It's National Corndog Day!

Here's the official poster for this year:


And here's a picture of me, not eating a corndog:


Maybe this year I'll get to eat one.

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

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I've talked about this in previous years. My Human grew up in this stupid town called Rolla, Missouri. St. Pat's is the most important holiday there. It has to do with St. Patrick being called the Patron Saint of Engineers. Rolla has this university that teaches humans to drink large quantities of alcohol and to become Engineers. These are not the type of Engineers that drive trains around, though. You don't want those Engineers to be drunk. But apparently it is okay to be a drunken other type of Engineer.

I digress.

Each year in Rolla there is a big parade and festivities. One thing happens every year in Rolla that every dog can appreciate: They paint the main street (called Pine Street, because humans are stupid) green with a substance called Alice. What is in Alice, you might ask. Oh, just about everything you can imagine, including stuff that comes out of humans when they have consumed too much alcohol. The prestigious Knights of St Pat are the ones who are in charge of Alice. In the good old days new Knights were tossed into Alice as a part of their Knighting ceremony. It was a big honor. (Think about the smell!) But in the 1990's, the administration of the university decided that it was too much of a liability to have humans put in the goo.

It has been a tradition for many years that humans can buy St. Pat's sweatshirts (and other products). I've featured their designs the past 2 years. This year is no exception:

Morgul as the Friendly Drelb

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I looked through a bunch of old pictures that I don't think I have featured on my blog.

Here's me:


Here's the nose of Fargo:


It's Rooie:


The Meep:


And Lex:

900

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I just realized as I was posting this, that this post is #900.

So, my Human is on vacation this week. So far what that means is that she's watching a lot of HGTV, cleaning, and complaining.

Last night some stupid storms were blowing into our area. There was some of that stupid lightning stuff. Lex gets freaked out by it. So I yelled at him. And then my Human stuck me in my box. She let me out and I yelled at Lex again. Thus, I had to go back in the box.

My Human didn't fall asleep till 4am. But it didn't matter to me. I still got plenty of sleep. I don't think there is any cause and effect between me and her lack of sleep. But when I was in my box, she kicked everyone else out of the bedroom and shut the door. We all sang a sad Siberian song about that.

It's been rather warm lately. So the stupid spring peeper frogs have been making a lot of noise. Lex hates those frogs. He's been hiding in my Human's bedroom. I yell at him about that, too. And then I have to go in my box.

Last weekend my Human went to a dog show. She got to meet a Siberian Husky and an Afghan Hound both named Pearl. And she got to meet a Bassett Hound named Gotcha.

After the dog show, my Human brought her workplace assistant to meet us. She was great because she let us jump all over her.

TurboBirthday

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I'm now 6! And here's 6 pictures of me: