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Squirrel 1, Hawk 0

This furry little crunch-time strategist has quite the story to tell, worthy of sharing with generations of grand-squirrels for years to come.

Hi, I’m Spunky and I’m the guest dog-blogger and film reviewer today.

Even I, a card-carrying squirrel-hater, have to grudgingly salute this literally over-the-top film, its producer and, above all, its leading-critter. He is a remarkably clever, gutsy, quick and agile little squirrel.

Even I, an avid squirrel chaser, had to feel empathy and grudging respect for the little Olympic-class evader. In an epic performance with a formidably accomplished hawk, he steals the show.

In a spirit of solidarity with all creatures great and small, and the thrill of the chase (I wouldn’t know what to do with a squirrel if I actually caught one), two paws up. I commend and recommend this film, its cinematographer and its unscripted stars.

The squirrel deserves a gold medal in a newly created event:

The World-Class Undercover Tree-Climbing CIA/Animal Division, Olympic High-Bar/Parallel Bar, Pole-Vaulting, High-Jump, Branch-Hurdle Steeple-Chasing 5000-Meter Predatory-Bird Dodging Heptathlon – Small Rodents Category.

But we know he’d just bury the medal.

The hawk makes an impressive showing, too. He is a reminder that, although I’d never admit it to my humans, being a well-sheltered “house pet” isn’t such a bad life after all!

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“I Hate Squirrels,” by Spunky

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“Squirrels lack humility.” – Spunky

Hi. My name is Spunky, and I’m the guest dog-blogger today.

You may have heard that January 21st is National Squirrel Appreciation Day. On this day, I want to express my solidarity with card-carrying squirrel-haters everywhere who think that whoever came up with the idea for this national event is, well, nuts.

I don’t know why anyone would want to tolerate – much less appreciate – squirrels. (With one raptor-dodging exception.)

Unless, perhaps, for the sheer fun of chasing them. They are fast. And dodgy. In addition to their scientifically proven tendencies to lie, cheat and steal, they like to taunt and run. I have never actually caught a squirrel. I know of a very large dog who did once. This was only after the squirrel darted back and forth along the top of the deck wall. He chattered, hissed and generally mocked the large dog. The big, angry and sharp-jawed canine appeared to be – to the squirrel anyway – safely hemmed in by the wall.

This wasn’t the brightest squirrel in the family tree. It did not end well for the squirrel. Read the rest of this entry »

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The Daily Puppy – by Spunky

Maverick – J. Lauren, Bringing home the biscuits at TheDailyPuppy.com

Meet Maverick. I saw his picture in my favorite newspaper – The Daily Puppy – just before I chewed up the Sports section. This newspaper has puppy news, videos and shopping for everything from puppy feed to doggie doors, plus other kinds of canine content, such as how to train your puppy.

You can vote for your favorite “daily puppy” by giving him or her a virtual dog biscuit, which counts as one vote.

Not surprisingly, Maverick had racked up 3,337 biscuit-votes at last check. Pretty much off-the-charts cute. It’ll probably go to his head. But the competition’s fierce. Other biscuit-vote hoarders include Buster the Beagle, Pickles the Dachshund, Barkley the Mixed Breed, and Casper, an exotic Alaskan Klee Kai with one eye that’s ice-blue and the other that’s chestnut brown.

Enough reading and blogging, though. Like many dogs, I prefer the print edition of The Daily Puppy, because printed newspapers are easier to eat than their online counterparts! Plus, my humans don’t like it if I drool on the keyboard. (Ssssometimesss it makes the “S”ss key ssstick.)

The biscuit-vote competition will continue among pups of all varieties. Those dogs are earning more biscuits than I can count on two paws. Even so, I still think that – pound for pound – Shelties almost always win paws-down for the title of “Cutest of Them All.”

Maverick’s humans say that his name suits his personality. I guess I’d give him a few biscuits, too, for looks and personality. But I think Jasmine and I are even cuter … and more personable. Plus we have our own dog blog. Take that to the biscuit-bank, Maverick!

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There’s a new pup in town

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Shhh … He doesn’t know he’s cute.

Move over, Mr. Postman. Jasmine and Spunky have a new nemesis … better known as Simba, the tiny Pomeranian pup.

He’s cute. He’s feisty. He’s fun. A triple threat.

Even when surrounded by a noisy, unpredictable crowd of towering adult strangers, the guy really knows how to work a room. Definitely an Alpha-Male, despite some people’s tendency to pick him up against his will, cuddle him mercilessly, or occasionally dress him in cute sweaters or seasonal costumes.

When a dog is that little and that adorable, such behaviors are hard to resist. (See Exhibit A: Santa-Claws photo.) If you had a waist that tiny, you’d wear a cinched belt, too. Just don’t tell him it could threaten his aggressive campaign for permanent head-of-household status.

So the little dog that’s named after a lion, looks like a fox, dances like a butterfly and bites like a bee (pant legs, ankles, sleeves and chew toys, that is) … is not giving up the fight and is causing some serious dog-relative rivalry in the step-pack.

But they’ll work it out. Jasmine and Spunky are still Queen and King bees in their respective circles, each with unique and endearing traits. Jasmine is still sweet, Spunky is still, well spunky, and Simba is the little lion that has to roar to be heard.

We’re listening, Simba. Welcome to the pack.

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A Dog’s New Year’s Resolutions – by Jasmine

These practical resolutions – ghost-written by a spoiled Sheltie several years ago – are worth revisiting this new year …

I’ve noticed that humans like to look back on the past year and look forward to the year ahead. People think dogs are all about the present. But humans don’t have a corner on goal-setting. Here, for example, are my goals for the new year:

Refine begging skills. Sad eyes. Droopy ears. Heavy tail. Remember the time Spunky ate my favorite chew toy. Method acting at its best. I really miss that toy.

Convince my owners that choking is overrated. Yes, I know the bones are small. Just hand over the turkey carcass and nobody gets hurt.

“Roll-over” is for Pillsbury, not pups. I want that apple-stuffed, cinnamon-frosted turnover and I want it NOW. No tricks, just treats. Read the rest of this entry »

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