"The World According To Buddy"
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Hello, my name's Buddy, although my daddy calls me Meathead. I really don't know what it means, but, he seems so happy and laughs so hard when I answer to it. I'm part Lhasa Apso, but daddy says I'm mostly PITA. I don't know for sure, but, I think it means that I'm a Pain In The something or other. He treats me pretty good though. Sometimes we go to the Handyway in the morning that's down the road and he'll get a cup of coffee for himself and sometimes a little treat for me. I sure do like when mama and daddy go to eat someplace. They just about always bring me some goodies. Like french fries, I just go goofy for french fries. Daddy says I'm goofy all the time anyhow.......humph, I don't know if I like that! We play games quite often, but, I don't think he likes some of the games that I do. Like when I hide under the bed and nip his toes and feet when he walks by. Gees, he gets so mad. I try to get further under the bed, but, he usually finds a handle such as my tail, and drags me back out. I'll be laying there on my back and he pushes on my butt and slides me out of the bedroom on my back. Now THAT'S FUN!!! I'm getting to be an older dog, but, still have some fun. Not as much as I used to, though. I remember what fun it was to chase after Sandhill Cranes. They didn't play fair though. Gees, every time I'd just about catch up to them, they'd pull a disappearing act. I don't know where the would go, but, they just vanished!!!!! I had lots of fun once chasing a wild boar. They're not so tough. I made him run away, me, as little as I am chased that big guy away. And then there was the time when a fox was in the neighbor's yard. I stalked him, and matched every move he made till he finally left. I'm the protector of River Park property. No other critters are going to get away with anything as long as Buddy the Protector is on the job!!! My advise on Cats (yuch) is BE CAREFUL!!! I know that they're alot of fun to chase and chew on, but, they have some sharp claws and can tear even brave dogs like me all to pieces. Stick to safer things like Rabbits, Squirrels and daddy's feet. Cat's sure don't know too much either. They make only 2 sounds, meow and purrr (which I haven't heard very often). Now dogs, especially intelligent ones like me, can woof, yap, rowf, growl and even talk. Oh, sure, people don't understand what we're saying, but, we do. * * * * * * * * * *
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I sure do hope you like this page. My daddy did all the stuff for me and I supervised. He did a pretty good job, but, he doesn't always listen to what I tell him. Oh, well, at least he did it for me. * * * * * * * * * * Daddy, in his infinite wisdumb, insisted we put the pictures of my 2001 New Years Eve party on the net. I sure wish he wouldn't do things like this. I should bite him right on the ............................ foot!!!!!! I can't reach much else......
* * * * * * * * * * I guess that's about all the time I have right now, Daddy wants to use his puter, but, keep checking back. I plan to have lottsa pictures and more advise. And if any of you have any advise or suggestions, please write to me Buddy at budster@cruzescottage.com Addition Well, it's been a long time since I've written anything here and a few things have happened. Most important, my pet humans brought me a new brother. His name is Tino and he's a Shelty. He's a nice guy and all, but he's a wuss. I've gotta protect him a bunch. See, this kid is scared of thunder and usually hides in the bathroom, but I go in there with him to protect him. From what I don't know, but I feel it's my job to do that. He and daddy play fetch with a ball or a frizbee, but I just sit and watch. I'm a little too old for that kind of stuff. We each have our own spaces. In the puter room, he usually lays in front of the closet door or under mama's table where he licks her feet...yuchhhh. I have the rest of that room to myself. In the living room, he usually lays on the couch at daddy's feet, the rest of the room is mine. The bedroom is fair game, whoever gets wherever first has 'dibs'....... Another thing that's new is my funnel!!! I had a sore on my back that itched, so I'd lick or nibble on it. At first, daddy put Tabasco sauce on it, but you know, that's not bad tasting stuff. I'd lick that off in no time flat. Then daddy got one of his hair-brained ideas and got this big plastic thing that hooks onto my collar and now I can't get to the sore to chew on it. Oh, sure, daddy took the collar off one time for a little while. I didn't waste any time at all to start nibbling on the sore. Well, the collar went right back on. Oh, well, I guess I'd better get used to this, it looks like it'll be on for awhile. Gees, they didn't even take it off for my birthday..............RATS!!!!!
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