Even the big boys wear out...

It's my Birthday and I'll Bark if I want to...

Technically yesterday was my birthday, and what a grand one it was!!! I got a totally awesome squeaky toy and a wide assortment of rawhide. What more could a birthday boy want! I will leave you with a couple of photos of me through the years...


Christmas tug-o-war with Hobo...


Hurricane evacuation 2008


Meeting Hobo for the first time


Running at Uncle Roger's


Smiling for the camera


Headed to West Texas for the holidays

Hobo-2....Oakley-0

Yes, Hobo has devoured TWO pairs of dad's Oakley sunglasses. O.k. so I helped a little with the second pair, but it was stil his fault. He got them off of the table for me to chew.

*sigh* I have never met anyone who could destroy things like Hobo. They should have named him Shredder.

Surgery

Sorry I have been MIA for quite some time. Last month I had a bump that appeared on my head and after it being there a couple of weeks my dad took me to the vet. Needless to say I ended up staying to have surgery so they could remove it.

It was a quick procedure which took probably 20 minutes and then they stitched me up. Dr. B gave me some totally awesome pain meds and I got the red carpet treatment at home.

As far as the bump goes, It was some type of a tumor with a really long word. The vet told my mom all about it when she came to pick me up but since she didn't think to write it down at the time she has no idea what it was called just that if it had not of been removed it could have turned into cancer. Boy am I glad that they pay attention to me like they do!

It was nice to get back home...Hobo must have gone crazy without me because they caged me up so that he wouldn't tear my stitches out and he laid on the floor by the cage until they decided that he wasn't going to be rowdy. At any rate, I am back and boy do I have some good Hobo stories for you...

How to hide the Christmas Bones...

Christmas morning Hobo thought he hit the jackpot when he took
my bone...

Imagine his surprise when I went and took back what was

mine. Thankfully the rugrats had not put their Christmas

presents away, allowing me to have plenty of places to stash

my my loot.

Yep, he looks a little sad right about now, huh.