Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Flashback: Make Up Your Own Wacky Holiday Day

This is The Daily Bone and I'm your doggie reporter Chester L. W. Spaniel. Today we're going to feature a post from one year ago.

Hi there. This is The Daily Bone and I'm your humble correspondent Chester L. W. Spaniel. Today we get to make up our own crazy holiday! 

That's an easy one for me and my erudite colleague Joseph (Joey dog) Spaniel.

I propose it be National Squeaky Toy Day! 

Bwahahahahahahaha! We never would have guessed that! 

Well, what do you propose Mr. Smarty Pants?

National Lick Your Feet Day!

Bwahahahahahahaha! That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard! 

Laugh all you want. But I'll have you know, I have the cleanest feet in the house!

How about National Spy on a Squirrel Day? 

National Zoom Day!

It's Stand in Your Yard and Bark at Nothing Day.

Zoom Around and Bark at Passersby Day!

National Give Your Dog a Meatball Day!

Maybe ghostwriter has a suggestion.

National Pooper Scooper Appreciation Day. Best invention ever!

You HAD to ask, didn't you!

I thought it was nice to see Joey dog again. I miss our discussions and debates.

Friday, September 23, 2016

Serious Talk About Poop

Hello fellow doggies. This is a special TDB report. I'm your loquacious doggie commentator Chester L. W. Spaniel, and we're going to get right down to business. Warning humans, if you have a particularly delicate constitution, this post is about poop.

I recently saw this ad: 

You have GOT to be kidding me! 

The humans are obsessed with picking up poop.

Well, I can understand they wouldn't want to step in poop everywhere, and it might contaminate local water sources, and fragile back yard ecosystems. But seriously, they're taking one of the world's most biodegradable substances and putting it into a plastic bag that will then go to a landfill where it will remain for all eternity!

But animals all over the world poop on the ground. Whatever did the dinosaurs do with their doo doo? Did you know that there are scientists who study fossilized dinosaur poop. They have a special scientific name for it called—and I'm not making this up—crapolyte. Oops, I mean coprolite. They can reveal literally tons of information about what dinosaurs ate and where they lived. 

To doggies, poop can tell the exact same things. Hmmm. What did you have for dinner yesterday? 

I got some steak scraps and a piece of broccoli in addition to my delicious and nutritious yum yum crunchy meatballs dry doggie food by Iams that makes you poop less. Doggies in this house have been eating this for years uncounted, and have lived long and healthy lives. 

Doughnuts. Yum!

Anyway, getting back to the original subject, the humans have a complex about poop. They never want anyone else to know that they poop too. Why else would they go into a little secret room with the special swirling water bowl in it, and shut the door, and turn on the fan when they have to make a poop?

You're not fooling me! I know what's going on in there! And I know what you had for dinner yesterday too!

And I bet every one of you doggies out there has a human who's cringing right now after reading this post! Or else they're laughing out  loud. If so, my job is done. See you later! 

Did you say "out?"

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Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Last Day Of Summer

Greetings friends and fans! This is The Daily Bone and I'm your quintessential doggie host 
Chester L. W. Spaniel. 

I know I haven't been posting very often lately. My ghostwriter has been working a lot. Plus, not much has been going on around here. It seems I totally missed Pirate Day.  We enjoyed reading our friends' posts, though.

Today is the last official day of summer. Tomorrow will be the Autumn Equinox. That means the day and night will be of equal length. After that the days will start to get shorter while the nights will get longer. We went outside to the back yard for a few photos in the summer sun.

Hey, the sun's in my eye! 

That's better!

Now, how about giving me that treat you
have in your pocket.

Ghostwriter says she'll miss the hot summer days with the big puffy white clouds …

… and the brilliant sun …

… and occasional storms.

In other news, ghostwriter got a chance to visit with a doggie named Gracie. She was at the nursing home with her human. Gracie is learning how to be a therapy doggie. Look how big she's gotten!

The last time ghostwriter saw her, Gracie was just a little pup!

I heard that Gracie likes to play ball. I wonder if she could come over and play ball with me?

Well, it's getting late. 

Perhaps we should just sit back and enjoy the last sunset of summer.

Good night.

I still miss Joey dog. (Photo from about one year ago.)