999th Post

First, here is an important poll. You can tell it's legit because the correct answer is not the first choice!



So, this is my 999th blog post. And it's probably the last one I will do from the current Turbohouse. We will be moving to a new Turbohouse over this next weekend. It is on the banks of the lovely Lake Tubey.



In the mean time, here's a picture of me looking particularly cute to tie you over:

Non-Stupid News Article

Ha roo, everywoo! Today was the day we were all waiting for. Vox, a local magazine featured us today. And as an additional treat, the fine, esteemed journalist who penned and shot the feature also had a blog entry about us!

In other news, it's still hot & stupid outside.

Oh, in case you were wondering about this picture of me...My Human found an old house slipper that was shaped like a gorilla. She gave it to me to deal with. And dealt with it I did!

Stupid News Article

I was reading the news to see what was going on in the world of huskies. I found this article about how some insurance companies consider various dog breeds to be "dangerous."

Here's a very stupid sentence from the article (emphasis mine):

As a breed, Siberian Huskies are closely related to wolves, closely related, but does that make her a dangerous dog?

Excuse woo!!!!! We huskies are no closer related than any other domestic dog. (See, for example, Dr. Robert Wayne's research.) We may look more like wolves than my Yorkie friends, like Mary-Margaret O'Brien.

I think that if I was editing the news story, I'd include this sentence:

Humans are slightly related to apes, slightly related, however they are still stupid!

Happy Independence Day & Name Game

Happy Independence day everydog! It's getting closer to when there won't be any more stupid fireworks. Hang in there!

Some pups out there are playing the Name Game that Frankie Furter suggested. I thought I'd join in on the fun because I like talking about myself.

A really long time ago, around 1992, my Human started going to dog shows. Back then she didn't have her dog. She had to live vicariously through others. My Human walked around the arena looking at all the dogs. There was one dog in particular that stood out to her. He was the Afghan Hound that I am featuring in this post. His name was Ch. Casbar Turbo-Charge. My Human became friends with that Turbo's humans, and she decided that someday she would have a show dog of her very own.

But she didn't want to get an Afghan Hound.

Lex was the first dog room mate my Human had of her very own. He's half Akita/half Siberian Husky. She decided that Lex needed a friend, so she invited Meepie to move in. Meep's all Sibe, of course. Then there was Fargo. And then me. (Rooie moved in after me.)

I was going to be her show dog. But circumstances beyond both of our control prevented that from happening. However, I did get the name Huricane Akara Turbofire.

Most everywoo knows me by my nickname of Tubey. My Human started calling me that around the time that she started wasting time on the forms of a website called Television Without Pity. Their mascot is an angry little television set called Tubey.