Where's the snow?

Okay, I'm in Michigan and I was really really hoping it would be cold enough to snow here. Far from it, in fact today it was 54 degrees outside! It rained all day yesterday, and my paws got all muddy and wet and I'm just not pleased at all!
There does seem to be some hope, my mama went to her mama's house Saturday and her mama said it's supposed to get really cold Thursday and it might snow. Ha-rooooooo! I'll be sure to let you other dogs know if the snow comes, and I'll make mama take pictures too! Oh what I wouldn't give for some opposable thumbs right about now!

We went back to Michigan the day before the turkey feasting day, and like usual I just slept the whole way except for when mama stopped for her and my potty breaks. I ate half of mama's sandwich when she was in the building, it was a good sandwich. I don't think it was for me, but she left it laying out because she forgot about it. It had pig butt, cheese, deeeejon mustard, tomatoes, and onions on rosemary bread. I didn't eat the maters or onions though, I left those on the back seat for my mama to find. It was super yummy! Hey, I was starving! Mean old mama didn't feed me that morning because she didn't want me to get an upset tummy. Nevermind that I've never ever had an upset tummy. She seemed to think starving me for 10 hours was a good idea. Serves her right to lose half of her yummy sandwich!

Speaking of the turkey feasting day, that must only apply to humans. I sure didn't get no turkey feast! I didn't even get to smell any turkey, I had to stay home while my mama went to her grandmama's house. Something about the house already being full of dogs, and how one more (very furry) dog would be pushing the limits a bit. Apparently mama's grandmama has two little terrier dogs, plus mama's BIG brother would be there with his weimeraner and greyhound. No room for Poseidon. Hmph! I heard stories that mama's brother's greyhound was so scared of one of the little terrier dogs that he had to carry her into the house. Poor girl! Anyways, my mama brought home lots of leftovers from the turkey feasting day, but I didn't get any. My mama doesn't ever give me people food, just pumpkin or yogurt occasionally. How very dull! When you think about it, me eating her silly old sandwich in the car was way overdue!

There's been lots going on lately, today people came to the house and put new carpet in mama and daddy's old bedroom. They want the house to look it's best for when they sell it. I'm apparently never ever ever allowed to go in that room anymore, because the carpet is bright white and I almost always have dirty paws from going out the doggy door and working on my tunnel to Siberia. The guys putting in the carpet today said they were even afraid to install it because it's so white! I've been sniffing around the doors to the room, and it smells funny now. I've been assured that the room is completely empty, so there's nothing in there I could possibly want. It still smells funny though, and that means one of my routes to the dog door is gone. There's a big glass sliding door going from the bedroom to the enclosed porch, and I used to use that room as a shortcut. Now I have to go through the living room, through the kitchen and dining room, and then all the way to the other end of the enclosed porch to go outside. It's pretty darn inconvenient!
Mama also found out that under the old carpet was really really nice hardwood floors. She says if she'd known that she wouldn't have gotten carpet. Daddy didn't even know there was hardwood under there, because the old carpet was there when he bought the house. I would have liked the hardwood better, because then I would be allowed to go in there. Plus I like the sound of my nails clicking on the wood floor that we've got in the enclosed porch, so I know I would have liked it in the bedroom too. It's great for running around in at night when mama's sleeping. She can hear it really well and it keeps her awake when I've got the zoomies!

Oooooooooh! Mama ordered pizza and it just got here. I'm gonna go stare at her until she either gives me some or kicks me out of the room!

I'm electric, baby!

Last night mama and daddy were sitting on the couch, and I was snoozing between the couch and the sofa. I decided to get up for a drink of water, and so I got up and streeeetched real good and proceeded to make my way out from between the two pieces of furniture. My nose touched the rowing maching (that's still sitting in the living room taking up valuable Sibe space) and I got shocked! I let out a big ol yelp and scared the humans because it was so loud. Daddy says "Oh, he got shocked" and mama asked me if I was okay......and THEN.....the rowing maching TURNED ON! All by itself! I didn't go anywhere near the control pad thingy, that was on the other end of the machine and above my head. It just turned on! So yeah, I'm an electric doggy!

Mama confused the heck out of me yesterday afternoon! She took the suitcase out of the closet and started packing clothes and stuff in it. This of course meant that I had to follow mama around and make sure I was never more than two feet away from her at any time. Can't have her leaving me behind, right? So everything progresses as it normally does; she loads stuff in the car, gets my bowls packed up, takes me for a quick potty walk and loads me in the car. I crash out in the back seat like I always do because I know it's a loooong drive to our old house. I heard mama's cell phone thingy ringing, but didn't really pay much attention to it. Next thing I know we're back at the new house again! Huh? What happened? Why are we back here? Apparently daddy called mama and suggested we stay one more day and go back on wednesday. Personally, if she wanted to take me for a car ride she didn't need to make excuses and pack up stuff to do it. Just put me in the car and take a cruise. Silly humans!

Upgraded to beta

Well I changed my template, and then I decided to cross my fingers and switch to the new version. Just in case, I copied my template info to notepad in case the whole thing went *poof!* Well I'm glad I did because all of my links, chatbox, and my husky bloggers icon disappeared! It was an easy fix since I'd saved the info, just a matter of copying and pasting the info back. So far I don't notice many changes, so I can't say if all the "new blogger" hype has been worth it or not.

Edit: Holy hotdogs! My profile info somehow ended up below my links, and my chatbox is missing yet I can see the last thing entered in the cbox at the very top of my page! Must fix this, thankfully I saved a copy of the template!

Edit x2: Blogger won't accept my old template, gave me this message: " Your template could not be parsed as it is not well-formed. Please make sure all XML elements are closed properly.
XML error message: The content of elements must consist of well-formed character data or markup."

Uh.....come again? I'm NOT HAPPY!

Did I mention that the links are visible on my blog, yet I can't find them in the html code? I kid no not puparoos! What I'm gonna do is revert back to the classic template (aka "before updating the template to be compatible with beta") and delete the links there, then reupdate the template and add them again using beta's feature.

Crossing my paws!

Final Edit: Yippee! Everything's all fixed and looking good, harooooo!

Blogger is stupid! (Sorry Tubey, it needed to be said and you weren't around).

Baaaaad to the Bone!

Bbbbbad! Oh yeah, that's me! Now that mama's recovered mostly from her tooth surgeon visit, I can get back on track to being a true husky!
Last night on my potty walk I was being sooo good, everytime mama stopped I turned and looked at her and sat so very gracefully without even being asked. Little did mama know that I was just biding my time for the right moment. I'd already sniffed her pockets, so I knew there weren't any of those tasty liver treats in any of them. I just had to wait for the right time.
Well, I was sniffin around a bush at the entrance to one of the buildings, and what appeared? A tiny brown terrier thing and his human! The tiny brown terrier thing was on a looooong leash, one of those flexi things that mama refuses to use because if I were to suddenly take off after a bird or something mama doesn't think she could keep hold of the silly plastic handle. Anyways, I saw the terrier thing and the terrier thing saw me and we both ran straight for each other! I think the terrier thing's human almost got pulled down the stairs, it took a long time for the human to get out the entrance. Mama had quite a struggle to get me close to her, cuz I was bouncing and jumping and pulling and wooing for all I was worth! I even ended up bouncing into mama and almost knocking her down!
Needless to say, mama was NOT pleased with me at this point. She managed to get hold of my collar and pull me away a few feet, and then she growled at me to "sit your furry little butt down right now!" She sounded serious, so I gave a few more woos and then sat down. Now, I know how long I've got to sit before mama gets annoyed, approximately 6 seconds between the "sit" and when I finally plop my butt on the ground. So I carefully counted to 6 and then very gracefully sat (while staring at the little brown terrier thing) and I wooed very quietly just to show mama that she's not the boss of me. I figured that since she supplies the food and walkies, that I should probably not push my luck toooooo much.

Speaking of food, I recently got put on some new food. I used to eat Canidae, and now mama's been feeding me Nutro Ultra. It's good stuff, but to be honest I'll eat anything. I'd probably even eat "crap in a bag" like Pedigree or Science Diet. I've got a cast iron stomach, nothing bothers me! But mama says I only get to eat "human grade food." I'm not sure what that means, cuz mama never gives me any of her food. I mean come on, I ate a sweatshirt a few weeks ago!

Ooooooh I hear my leash jingling, must be time for my morning walk! Woo at ya later!

Siberian World Domination

Check this out! True Husky domination propoganda! Click on any of the pictures to go to the site.




If you can't read this last one, it says "Your honor student is merely a pawn in my Siberian Husky's world domination plot!

Ten Peeves that Dogs Have About Humans

This was posted on Mama's favorite Boxer forum, and I decided that I needed to put it on my blog.

Ten Peeves that Dogs Have About Humans

1. Blaming your farts on me...not funny...not funny at all !!!
2. Yelling at me for barking.
I'M A FRIGGIN' DOG, YOU IDIOT!
3. Taking me for a walk, then not letting me check stuff out.
Exactly whose walk is this anyway?
4. Any trick that involves balancing food on my nose. Stop it!
5. Any haircut that involves bows or ribbons. Now you know why we chew your stuff up when you're not home.
6. The sleight of hand, fake fetch throw. You fooled a dog!
Whoooo Hoooooooo what a proud moment for the top of the food chain.
7. Taking me to the vet for "the big snip", then acting surprised when I freak out every time we go back!
8. Getting upset when I sniff the crotches of your guests. Sorry, but I haven't quite mastered that handshake thing yet.
9. Dog sweaters. Hello ??? Haven't you noticed the fur?
10. How you act disgusted when I lick myself. Look, we both know the truth. You're just jealous.
Now lay off me on some of these things,
We both know who's boss here!!!
You don't see me picking up your poop do you ???

Anyhoo, things have been kind of boring here. Mama's feeling better, though the right side of her face is still swollen and sore. This means we're back to my normal walks, which is a good thing. Yesterday I was peeing on a bush and there was a dachsund to the right of me and my friend Cody to the left, and I didn't know who to woo at first! So I ended up just peeing and whimpering.
I just did some updating on my blog, added more blogs that I like and I also joined the Husky bloggers ring. I'd been meaning to do that stuff for a while, I just never got around to it.
Mama's thinking about creating a Husky forum if she gets the ambition. She loves the boxer forum she's addicted to, but thinks it'd be nice to have a Husky forum too. She's searched and searched online but hasn't found one anywhere! Can you believe it? As gorgeous as us Huskies are, and we don't have a forum? The one she did find had a horrible format and she didn't like it. So keep any eye out my Husky friends, mama might do it!

Mama's high....

Yep, it's true. My mama's on nar-cot-ics. She's had this tooth that's been bothering her for more than a month and it finally got bad enough for her to go see a tooth doctor. She was hiding it from daddy cuz she didn't want to bother him, but finally she ended up crying like a little girl when they were sitting on the couch. He got mad that she didn't tell him about it sooner, and he gave her a lecture and made her go to the tooth doctor.

So last Wednesday she went to the tooth doctor and he told her that her wisdom tooth is all infected and needed to come out! They couldn't get a tooth surgeon to do it that day, so he gave mama some Vicodin to make her feel better until the next day. Let me tell ya, it's super easy to yank your human around when her legs are all wobbly and she can barely stand! The bad part was that mama didn't really take me for a walk, she just kinda walked outside and held the leash while I walked in a circle around her. I made lots of circles and got her really dizzy! Then when I was good and ready I pullllled and she almost fell on her face!

Then the next day she went to the tooth surgeon and he took that icky tooth out of my mama's mouth and gave her more nar-cot-ics and some anti-biot-ics to get rid of the infection. Mama's takin me for more walks now, because the tooth surgeon also gave her some pills for pain that don't make her all loopy. She saves the loopy pills for bedtime now. I think she's still taking the loopy pills more than she says she is though, cuz she cries for no reason at all now. Her and daddy will be sitting on the couch and she'll just start cryin for no good reason! Seriously, she doesn't even know why she's cryin, she just does it! I think maybe she's cryin cuz she lost some of her wisdom.

Mama's still got 2 more wisdom teeth that need to come out, but she decided not to get those taken out yet. Guess she needs all the wisdom she can get to deal with a husky! Woooo!

Driving her nuts!

So I've been reading other Husky blogs a lot, and I realized I've become a failure. I don't drive my mama nearly crazy enough! In an effort to redeem myself to Huskykind, I've decided to start returning to Husky values.

Today on our morning walk I howled, bounced, and pulled in every direction. This had the effect of my mama mumbling under her breath about wanting to strangle me. Now, I know she's just talk and wouldn't actually strangle me, so I continued. I saw a little Yorkie and proceeded to woo at earsplitting volume when mama wouldn't let me pounce the little furball. This did not get the reaction I had hoped for. The Yorkie's human laughed at me! Of all things, she LAUGHED! However, I could see mama's face getting red though I couldn't tell if it was from frustration or embarassment.

I even forsake the liver treats that were in mama's pocket in order to be a true Husky! I completely ignored everything she said or did. If she said "watch me" I'd look the exact opposite direction. If she told me to sit I bounced off towards the nearest tree (or as close to it as I could get, stupid leash!).

It may not seem like much, but it's a start. I think tonight I'll "accidently" tip over a glass of wine with my tail. That'll show her I mean business!

On eating things....

We all know how much huskies love to eat. For young pups, this could be anything. For us older fellows, we usually prefer to only eat yummy tasting things. I merged both when I decided to eat mama's brand new red sweatshirt while she went to the bank. I just couldn't help myself, the pocket smelled like liver! Mama was NOT happy, she even yelled at me! That wasn't nice, and I went and hid under the end table until she apologized. It didn't take her long cuz she felt really bad about it and all. Mama took pictures of the evidence, most likely for blackmail purposes. Notice I chewed up the inside AND the outside. I wanted liver!

When mama took me for my potty walk the next night, I had a really really hard time "going" (this is so embarassing to type about!) and then mama started to get scared. When she first looked at the shirt she thought she found all the pieces to it laying next to it. When we got back into the house after my walk she inspected the shirt again and found out there were more holes in the sweatshirt than there were pieces of fabric. She thinks I swallowed some pieces of fabric. She's been watching me like a hawk, and she put canola oil in my food yesterday morning (somebody told her that was a good idea. I liked the taste of it, so I'm not complaining). I thought she was gonna breakdance or something last night when I pooped, crazy lady. No sign of any sweatshirt pieces, but I'm pooping normally so mama's not quite so worried. She's still keeping an eye on me though. Mama got really scared because one of the members of her doggy forum (Boxer Dog Crazy) just had to have her beautiful boy sent over the bridge because he ate something he shouldn't have. You guys can read about Hugo on his page. As much fun as it is to chew on things, it's really not a good idea (hear that Macie and Malechai?) because it can do really bad things to you and it makes your people really really sad. Mama still cries everything she thinks about poor Hugo, and she's not sure if posting Hugo's story is in bad form or not, but she thinks it's good to get the word out about how dangerous eating things can be for us doggies. So pay attention and don't make your humans go through what Hugo's mama is going through.

I'm back!

Awooooooooo! That's right friends, strangers, and everyone in between! Poseidon is back online! You'll all have to blame my stupid mama, me and her went to the old house for a month and had daddy's laptop and she forgot my login info! And then to top it all off, she was too busy "cleaning" and "painting" to bother having blogger send her the info! Can you believe that? A husky has needs you know, and this is one of them!

Anyways, I had a pretty good time at our old house. It even snowed on two different days! The first time, the snow stayed all night long! There wasn't very much of it, and it melted the next day, but I sure loved to lay in it when it was there! And then there was this guy that mama said came to measure the house for new carpets. He was nice and scratched my fluff a whole lot, but then he wasn't so nice and called me a lazybones. Hmph! Just because a dog likes to sleep doesn't make him a lazy bones. Mama didn't even stick up for me, she just told him that I mostly just lay around the house and sleep anyways. Um....hello lady, I'm not a young pup anymore!

So then we go back to our new house in Virginny and I got to see my daddy again! I love my daddy, he adopted me from the rescue place. That was really nice of him because the man that had me before I went to the rescue place wasn't very nice to me. Anyways, that's in the past and my daddy is great!

Have you other dogs ever had liver treats? I never had until mama went and bought me a great big tub of them! She didn't give me any until we got back to our new house though, because they're my outside training treats. I didn't have issues outside at our old house, just at the new house because there's so many dogs and people around and I want them all to pay attention to me! So mama got me these training treats as a reward for being a good boy. The problem is I never know when I'm gonna get one or not. Mama works me off of mainly hand signals, and her signal for "sit" is a closed fist. Well, I can never tell if mama has a treat in that hand or not! So sometimes I sit down real quick expecting a tasty piece of liver and I get nothin but a "good boy." That's nice to hear and all, but I can't help thinking I got cheated. I'm showing her who's boss though. Sometimes I'll pretend I don't hear her say "watch me" and just go about my Husky business sniffing and such. That way I can ignore those stupid hand signals and just keep having fun. The down side of that is that I don't get any liver at all if I do that! It's kind of troubling now that I think about it. Maybe ignoring her isn't such a good idea after all.

Mama took these pictures of me earlier in the week (with no liver treats) when she took me to the tennis courts. No dog park yet because the other humans told her that people patrol the parks regularly, and I don't have my Virginny license yet and the humans lost my rabies tag so I've got to get a new one.
It was a little warmer than I like it that day, mama said it was 72 degrees outside! All you other huskies know that that is just way unacceptable! I mean come on! Look at my coat! You don't ever see humans wearing their coats in the summertime! I had fun though, so I guess I shouldn't complain too much.












Mama took some other pictures that day that she really likes, and they do make me look quite gorgeous if I do say so myself (and I do)! Notice how nicely I'm sitting? That's because mama tricked me. I was almost sure that she had yummy liver treats in her hand, but it turns out I was wrong and my efforts were wasted. Oh well, maybe next time.
There's a gazebo thingy in between the two tennis courts, and mama thought they'd make a pretty picture so she had me pose with the gazebo.