tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-320365662024-03-07T00:24:50.661-05:00Rosco's WorldI'm a 2 year old male looking to make some internet friends! I love friends and new people!Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-68085226913468616612008-06-23T13:51:00.002-04:002008-06-23T13:55:51.354-04:00Too longHiya pups...it has been too long! Mom has been super busy with school and now with her research. I dunno about you, but I'm proud of my mom...she is busy, but still finds time to take me to the park and throw tennis balls. Now if only she'd find the time to let me on the internet! I'm gonna fix that though...don't you worry! I'll post some new pics soon and I promise to write more often! Until then, have fun!<br /><br /><div align="right">Lots of love,</div><div align="right">Rosco</div>Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-62738808316679170072007-10-31T18:34:00.000-04:002007-10-31T18:38:16.256-04:00Happy Halloween!!<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"><strong>Happy Halloween!!</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9GT3jy6esKOYHR4Lf_n9YPMD_1khudfdPJk2o7lrE3FDYqjBNdmLOMZKuPEBv55rRkor9GvKHD88DfEHAqcVPTUSGVy1687egn7tk87pQOG8FnCyMFEoAvtlR2RFcvJYah2uN/s1600-h/IMG_0245.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127633552074579538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9GT3jy6esKOYHR4Lf_n9YPMD_1khudfdPJk2o7lrE3FDYqjBNdmLOMZKuPEBv55rRkor9GvKHD88DfEHAqcVPTUSGVy1687egn7tk87pQOG8FnCyMFEoAvtlR2RFcvJYah2uN/s320/IMG_0245.jpg" border="0" /></a> *Trick or Treat...now where's my candy??*</div><br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="color:#ff9900;">Lots of love,</span></div><div align="right"><span style="color:#ff9900;">Rosco</span></div>Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-47174573843339738822007-08-30T17:56:00.000-04:002007-08-30T18:12:40.104-04:00Where have the days gone?Well pups...I think my mom has been a busy gal lately. She's getting ready to start her Master's and works 2 jobs so I can go to daycare. She says it leaves little time to help me blog. Hmmm...her priorities are a little messed up I think!<br /><br />Anyways...being from Columbus, mom is a huge Buckeye fan. I think I blogged a bit about the indecency I was subjected to around Championship time in January/February. Well, mom is at it again. Here I am looking...less than thrilled...<br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnzAGEpc3QUDovpv8tDj7vj4bwqyZQw5ueDol3Fh3yoCf7L22_VXzMhqkmV7Rl3rWU9m6DX6T_NSC8rTFCxCTPMVdwkLaoyVB236NBU7DASnolz3R-WHeflpdtqn8Pt_Gz31ZJ/s1600-h/IMG_0126.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104618925985169090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnzAGEpc3QUDovpv8tDj7vj4bwqyZQw5ueDol3Fh3yoCf7L22_VXzMhqkmV7Rl3rWU9m6DX6T_NSC8rTFCxCTPMVdwkLaoyVB236NBU7DASnolz3R-WHeflpdtqn8Pt_Gz31ZJ/s320/IMG_0126.jpg" border="0" /></a> I figure if I look away, mom won't put anything strange on me. Well, it isn't as bad as you might be thinking. She bought some OSU scrubs for herself (b/c she works in an animal ER every football Saturday) but she said she couldn't resist getting me something a little scarlet and grey! Can you see it in the picture?? No?? Here's a close-up!<br /></p><p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitJ-NB_WkBRSTyCtvHdMY9p311SAjoG4N54fLy7_YMNdhsc7cROoqZ9p_RF8E-kVxMwdvgkufSu1XTYAb72YocprktWci835jUX-qwr7Vdl_-mn4tPD2kAAByPaudlnAkd0Iet/s1600-h/IMG_0127.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104619531575557842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitJ-NB_WkBRSTyCtvHdMY9p311SAjoG4N54fLy7_YMNdhsc7cROoqZ9p_RF8E-kVxMwdvgkufSu1XTYAb72YocprktWci835jUX-qwr7Vdl_-mn4tPD2kAAByPaudlnAkd0Iet/s320/IMG_0127.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />That's right...GO BUCKS!! I think it is snazzy. Sure to get the ladies drooling ;-)</p><p align="right">Lots of love,</p><p align="right">Rosco</p>Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-14339903913237898742007-07-17T07:48:00.000-04:002007-07-17T08:39:05.838-04:00Camping out!Real men camp...! *ducks for cover* Ok...I was just being silly...everyone can camp! But I love to go camping...and luckily, so do my mom and dad. I know I haven't been blogging lately, so I'm gonna make up for it today! We went camping this weekend! Dirty, stinky, sweaty (for the people) camping! And I've got pictures!<br /><br />Mom and dad like to go south of Columbus to a state forest that has backpacking trails. A plus about this place (for them anyway) is that at the campsites there is a spigget with water. I guess they don't like carrying in a bunch of water. And right now in Columbus, there is like nooooo water. The grass is even all crunchy and brown!<br /><br />Anyways! We set off Saturday morning...me in my car seatbelt, and mom and dad in their camping gear. When we got there, mom made dad and me pose for a picture...how uncamper like!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Q5N4PdK-_JJ3-3Nua5fIldlCXF9iP1lAHGl4tLQNHAU5fLk75xmWOjZfNT3Yq_85vrKkws2swwKbX_QN1SGeRrdMADHdtWTjnoW1rm57tOjqauiZorQ8pkKNgBMKYw2z4WgG/s1600-h/IMG_0108.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088134601384561682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5Q5N4PdK-_JJ3-3Nua5fIldlCXF9iP1lAHGl4tLQNHAU5fLk75xmWOjZfNT3Yq_85vrKkws2swwKbX_QN1SGeRrdMADHdtWTjnoW1rm57tOjqauiZorQ8pkKNgBMKYw2z4WgG/s320/IMG_0108.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I'm the one on the right...haha. As you can see, my tongue is hanging out and I am paying no attention to mom or dad at all. There was obviously something small and fast to the right in this picture and I am focused on that. Who needs mom or dad when I can catch my own dinner?<br /><br />Well, mom wanted a close-up so you can all see my camping pack.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTF_VWHAYPNO2XZBwvvWnn1nBN_57oNmzhlWWKxwujS4br0r7ocCtsZHscZDbWmoDlikGo60EWXeCczX2cSSma4GivZ49L_kQK5MEJbbdAU33xDRmvHYuXaH0evft2BJMJOhun/s1600-h/IMG_0109.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088135821155273762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTF_VWHAYPNO2XZBwvvWnn1nBN_57oNmzhlWWKxwujS4br0r7ocCtsZHscZDbWmoDlikGo60EWXeCczX2cSSma4GivZ49L_kQK5MEJbbdAU33xDRmvHYuXaH0evft2BJMJOhun/s320/IMG_0109.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />They put all of my stuff in my pack...just like a real camper! I've got my food, my frisbee, my collapsable bowl, and a rawhide. But I gotta tell ya, i don't wanna chew the rawhide, I'd rather eat ants out of the dirt...but more on that later. As you can see I am styling in my bright orange collar. Mom says that's so people don't mistake me for something to shoot at...who would shoot at me? Anyway, safety first!<br /><br />So, we started to hike in! It was 6 miles to the campsite....and we were on our way. Here I am, leading the way.<br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0cRfVQ2P_aD73LeMVFzyANtTF8YSeOnB5Z9slapD6zZ92LAc_NGv0A1CTi2jW7XMVi4SC2nBYQjYnQ5nb-bEJiD2Y2lvctnQfpjQyH1mxAICkAC1esoQ6kA_QgKVg-VPiQZUT/s1600-h/IMG_0110.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088136864832326706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0cRfVQ2P_aD73LeMVFzyANtTF8YSeOnB5Z9slapD6zZ92LAc_NGv0A1CTi2jW7XMVi4SC2nBYQjYnQ5nb-bEJiD2Y2lvctnQfpjQyH1mxAICkAC1esoQ6kA_QgKVg-VPiQZUT/s320/IMG_0110.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />There, that gives you a side view of my big-dog backpack too! I don't want you to think my mom and dad are loading up my pack and dragging me through the woods. It was only a few pounds at most and I stayed way ahead the whole way, running back to see what was taking them so long to catch up. And I have to say...I was sooooooo good for the first 4 miles or so. I had just a 6 foot leash dragging and I never left the trail. Well, that gets BORING after 4 miles...so all of a sudden I took off down a cliff and into a gulley. Mom and dad could only wait and listen. They're not as agile as me...they would have fallen way down the steep hill and into the gulley and not been able to get back up. Well, I was on a beat man...I was chasing something small, furry and fast. I can't be expected to stop at a moments notice because mom and dad are worried. Anyways...I came back, because I always come back...but from then on, I had on the 20 foot rope and no more getting ahead for me :-( I was super bummed!<br /><p>Well, now we are at the campsite. Mom and dad put up the tent and got firewood while I supervised. And as supervisor, I get one hotdog! </p><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh47DlZHEREXvgAjYuxCMuYr7VYgNddbGdk3slJ3fM2yYoR2y8oe-ov4pLP5Tl1hSqUCwx-IUPLDIGyLk55M_n1ouXD9YKM-5lv6JgJezx3yid6mZ3pG3y98rushSgbCoRLcWzS/s1600-h/IMG_0116.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088139214179437634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh47DlZHEREXvgAjYuxCMuYr7VYgNddbGdk3slJ3fM2yYoR2y8oe-ov4pLP5Tl1hSqUCwx-IUPLDIGyLk55M_n1ouXD9YKM-5lv6JgJezx3yid6mZ3pG3y98rushSgbCoRLcWzS/s320/IMG_0116.jpg" border="0" /></a> Mom says to not pay attention to her fat white legs. Pay attention to me! Mom cooked that hotdog on the fire and I popped that baby in my mouth. No chewing for me! Right down the hatch!</p><p>Now, I consider myself a connessieur of rare delicacies. Any of the creepy-crawleys...spiders, bees, flies, moths and ants. Ants were my specialty this weekend. They were EVERYWHERE! I would be lying in the dirt...minding my own business...and they would scurry by. And LICK! I would just lick up a big mouthful of dirt and get like 3 or 4 at a time! I guess I looked pretty funny...dirt on my tongue and dirt all over my face...but yummo!<br /></p><p>I even got to sleep in the tent with mom and dad! I loved that. I stretched right out between them and mom hugged me all night. hehe...she hugged me, not dad, all night! I was on high alert for bears, cougars and other beasties of the night. Gotta protect the family! Well, we packed up and left by 7am to hike out. I was still on my long rope and not allowed to run far ahead because I was bad the day before. Sheesh...no fun! When we got back, they loaded me in the car, and we stopped at McDonalds...I got a hash brown! Yummo! I dunno what's better racing ahead on the trail or getting a hashbrown.</p><br /><p>I was soooooo dirty mom decided I would be hosed down on the back deck. How humiliating...shivering for all the world to see. </p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6uBs461X10D61_ar8986NssG7vSddcB4EmItSd1KGIickkQpOFfccAb8yEulgP473PI0eyJtNcwlaMA8xsub7XQCHT2AvVqkb58Syaq4Q-XtkLK-WDfOtSlYg5LCfCQiZjZ3f/s1600-h/IMG_0121.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088141494807071826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6uBs461X10D61_ar8986NssG7vSddcB4EmItSd1KGIickkQpOFfccAb8yEulgP473PI0eyJtNcwlaMA8xsub7XQCHT2AvVqkb58Syaq4Q-XtkLK-WDfOtSlYg5LCfCQiZjZ3f/s320/IMG_0121.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />And there I am all clean! In the house, ready for a long nap! Hope you enjoyed reading about and seeing my weekend! Did any of you guys do fun stuff with your people this weekend?? Anyone eat some bugs??<br /><br /><div align="right">Lots of love,</div><div align="right">Rosco</div>Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-65562679922840291592007-06-06T11:30:00.000-04:002007-06-06T11:38:36.638-04:00Painting Party!So, my mom and dad are not that handy...I think that's why they rent. If something breaks, they call the office, and someone else comes and fixes it. Well, they are getting all crazy with this condo they are renting because the landlord guy said "paint whatever, do whatever, I don't care". Well mom called the color of the bathroom "freaking nasty" so she decided it was going to be painted. (Poor dad didn't have a choice). So, they load me up in the car and take us down to the paint store and get like $100 worth of stuff to paint the bathroom. Did I mention they've never done anything like this before..? I know this because of all the 4-letter words coming out of their mouths while they were in there. And what did I do you ask?? Pouted outside the door like a whiney puppy. I also got so excited I drank tons of water and peed on the floor...ever happen to anyone? Well, don't worry, it happens to the best of us.<br /><br />Anyway, I was so totally sad that I couldn't paint and so totally sad that they are packing up all of our things and moving it, I'm getting a little antsy. I'm full of questions like "what will it look like when we move in?", "what if they forget my crate or my toys?", "will the neighbors like me?"...I'm so worked up, I'm getting a little noisy in the house. Mom doesn't like it, but I'm letting her know that I know something is up...and I'm not too sure I like it....yet!<br /><br />I remember last time we moved, I got to sit in the big truck and tell people where to put stuff...I was such a good helper! I hope we get to do that again! I'll have mom do an entry about the ugly bathroom complete with pictures! Get out and roll in some mud pups!<br /><br /><div align="right">Lots of love,</div><div align="right">Rosco</div>Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-39072670153356111782007-06-04T10:47:00.001-04:002007-06-04T10:50:17.253-04:00Moving on up!Howdy pups! First I wanna thank Bubby's mom for buying me the coolest shirt when she was in Las Vegas and Bubby hung out with us for the week. I'll put a picture up later today! It is stylin'!! I also won't be blogging a whole lot for the next 2 weeks or so (but what's new...right mom?) because we are moving! I've been to the new place a few times and I must say, it gets the Rosco seal of approval! It even has a basement with some cool places to sniff/crawl/hide. I'll put some pictures up of me inspecting as soon as mom gets around to it! I'll be visiting blogs, so look out!<br /><br /><div align="right">Lots of love,</div><div align="right">Rosco</div>Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-17060373772615533032007-05-20T09:41:00.000-04:002007-05-20T09:58:21.098-04:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG6m9YarVNKJzURH_05MBrS_FM0Jq6gSO1D9ae36s1U1A9cWAwbm0h83d4NYdRR4I1e-qoDSW0RsP-I80gEgcGBDNTcYaVeraQhjRHsl2Ahyu6WJ5PDTiieWqOrUq2XFO39zab/s1600-h/Bubby.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066637678686380994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG6m9YarVNKJzURH_05MBrS_FM0Jq6gSO1D9ae36s1U1A9cWAwbm0h83d4NYdRR4I1e-qoDSW0RsP-I80gEgcGBDNTcYaVeraQhjRHsl2Ahyu6WJ5PDTiieWqOrUq2XFO39zab/s320/Bubby.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Hey everyone! This is me Bubby! Rosco asked me to write a blog entry today since I am staying the week at his house. We sure are having tons of fun...he is such a good host (oh yeah, so are his parents...haha). I think everyone should spend a week at Rosco's house. I've got to admit though, I am a bit older than Rosco and sometimes his "go, go GO!" attitude is just too much for this guy. But, I try and keep up! I gotta tell you, this kid is a go-getter and a big-time wrestling fan. It is like living in the World Wrestling Federation for the week...I think I am getting skinnier and buffer as the week goes on. Here are some pics of our time together!<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3prg_FYG2HNrbJPfa4EjVbaNZRIW9FerifnXHHJuL9XKf8Z7tyjmbg48J5t14Wxlt_bWgqOP0HA1rEwtIbX0om1rPxn6_Ckv_Q4Jd7UjCP7hFphrX1fFwuYztfOizQh6dEj9h/s1600-h/lookout.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066638799672845266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3prg_FYG2HNrbJPfa4EjVbaNZRIW9FerifnXHHJuL9XKf8Z7tyjmbg48J5t14Wxlt_bWgqOP0HA1rEwtIbX0om1rPxn6_Ckv_Q4Jd7UjCP7hFphrX1fFwuYztfOizQh6dEj9h/s320/lookout.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Here we are on the lookout! We don't let anyone walk by without letting them know we are here too...and we see them! Sometimes Rosco even let me up on his perch to check everything out. I'm gonna have to have my mom get me one of those! </p><p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiwRmqOfusT7aMoaaKCruKh2dFFA5C2JE_EdR63IC-MR3eGK-9egSqqASeswNKFEtZam9ZD03RxBsC2e146uBcV84B4MXTbd1jYQrisfJwiGh8weq6j-REBmnGAv-L8tUMQLwT/s1600-h/wrestling.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066639645781402594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiwRmqOfusT7aMoaaKCruKh2dFFA5C2JE_EdR63IC-MR3eGK-9egSqqASeswNKFEtZam9ZD03RxBsC2e146uBcV84B4MXTbd1jYQrisfJwiGh8weq6j-REBmnGAv-L8tUMQLwT/s320/wrestling.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p>And Round 1 went to.....ROSCO! Gosh, he is quick and stronger than his chicken legs let on. (Don't tell him I said that!) We will wrestle for at least an hour before we decide to settle down...I would settle down before, but then he might make fun of me for being an old man...so I suck it up and keep going. Eventually....you all know what happens... </p><p> </p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBl9fyuEmf26oBr7nGm1hn-nNlycVSs7xwCv1isyiPFiCsrduITcOBlQi6jQMMdvboaLscvIzFGclPCEOJbO0R_Jfs9FRrP2vsHa9NcmqmXGxsqUG8SMW_xOq0UeQCDNNnwFIS/s1600-h/RoscoBubbysleeping.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066640457530221554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBl9fyuEmf26oBr7nGm1hn-nNlycVSs7xwCv1isyiPFiCsrduITcOBlQi6jQMMdvboaLscvIzFGclPCEOJbO0R_Jfs9FRrP2vsHa9NcmqmXGxsqUG8SMW_xOq0UeQCDNNnwFIS/s320/RoscoBubbysleeping.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p>We crash! A guy can only take so much rolling around before he insists that he get a nap. </p><p>So that's been my week! Hope all of Rosco's friends enjoyed my blog and my pictures! If I stay the night again, maybe I'll make another guest appearance! Hope everydog is enjoying their weekend! See you all again soon!</p><p align="right">Lots of slobbers,</p><p align="right">Bubby<br /></p>Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-7372333256681361662007-05-15T15:58:00.000-04:002007-05-15T16:13:10.491-04:00It's been too longSorry it has been so long! I'm just a busy guy and so is my mom (she's a busy girl). She says to please bear with us during this time of low blogging productivity. But I will not disapoint! I am here with pictures!<br /><br />What have I been doing all this time you ask? Well, nothing new and exciting. We have a routine and gosh darnit, we stick to it! But!! I did get some new pictures of some of my hairier family members. I think I have told you about them in a previous post. Here is Aunt Shelbee, the mini-daschund! This is her favorite pose...in your face!<br /><p><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiuQrzEoE673McjSPdZ1rWFvfdkNHdP11HMHDJ3r2lUUVsTnTKM7TWNGMDps0lpiDx8_qaL6jzNz1MwKkg1i_7aJLzyuYe3vUiFb8aB-bt0lPoTQ9Hri-krm1Ey2fCO2CqaPaY/s1600-h/shelbee1.jpg.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064881150879152242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiuQrzEoE673McjSPdZ1rWFvfdkNHdP11HMHDJ3r2lUUVsTnTKM7TWNGMDps0lpiDx8_qaL6jzNz1MwKkg1i_7aJLzyuYe3vUiFb8aB-bt0lPoTQ9Hri-krm1Ey2fCO2CqaPaY/s320/shelbee1.jpg.jpg" border="0" /></a> And here is a body shot...ain't she adorable? I bet the daschies are liking these pics! hahaha! <p></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjavsw7yfAg2YYcRh1TcT8Uj1-mq2eZSaHIysAqVRO0snI8uKxaSv67pH2abKDR36FqY22WM_gZnesfwOwHXfWN6qLm_HYGPV2idNYJrmEJZqRxWxoFYxRdzUPfdSvHMr8BSn4w/s1600-h/shelbee2.jpg.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064881451526862978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjavsw7yfAg2YYcRh1TcT8Uj1-mq2eZSaHIysAqVRO0snI8uKxaSv67pH2abKDR36FqY22WM_gZnesfwOwHXfWN6qLm_HYGPV2idNYJrmEJZqRxWxoFYxRdzUPfdSvHMr8BSn4w/s320/shelbee2.jpg.jpg" border="0" /></a> I haven't met her yet, but she sure does look like fun. And check out that pink collar...a pretty lady, pretty in pink!</p><p>And here is my Uncle Dudley...the "Bagel". OK...I lied. Blogger hates me...but rest easy knowing that my uncle is quite the looker...if you're into beagles/bassetts! Maybe later when Blogger isn't so cranky I can get one of him up!</p><p>This whole week is a very special week! I am having a friend over to visit! He is gonna spend the night and we are gonna have loads of fun! Like the brother I never had! His name is Bubbie (sp?) and he is a 4 year old Golden Retriever. If he isn't shy, maybe I can talk him into doing a blog entry! And if mom isn't lazy she'll take some freaking pictures! Enjoy your week!</p><p align="right">Lots of love,<br />Rosco<br /></p>Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-88267823537890254452007-04-26T12:00:00.000-04:002007-04-26T12:12:36.554-04:00Don't let life pass you by!Howdy pups! Rosco here again! I have just been out and about the last 2 weeks...busy as a bee! Mom has started me at a new daycare and boy do I love it. I try to leap out of the car when we pull in, but darnit...that stupid seatbelt keeps me in my seat! If you are unfamiliar with my seatbelt, please see a few entries ago (and that's all I'll say about that!). They have 3 separate rooms for the different activity levels of doggies. Mom always sees them get me out of the back...she says that's where they take the looney tunes dogs! Do I look looney tunes to you?<br /><br />And I met a new friend in our apartment complex. Her name is Chiquita and she is a 4 month old American Bulldog. Mom was so proud that I played so nice with her. If mom sees her when she has her camera, I bet she'll put some pictures up here for ya!<br /><br />AND I have a new aunt and uncle. Aunt Shelbee and Uncle Dudley...hehe...Dudley. He sounds like a chocolate covered candy or something. I'll put up pictures this weekend. Aunt Shelbee is a mini daschund and lives with my Grampa. Dudley is a Bagel (Bassett/beagle) who lives with my Gramma. I guess the animal shelter found Dudley running along the road (where the speed limit was 55mph) chasing cars. The owners called about him, but decided he barked too much and didn't want him back. I'm so glad Gramma found him at the shelter! He'll be way happier with them than with people who don't want him! Now...I haven't met my new Aunt or Uncle yet...but boy, do they sound like fun!<br /><br />AND AND...I went to the dog park on Sunday. Someone came up to mom and said I was the handsomest dog in the whole park! How's that for an ego booster! *It makes mom feel good too!*<br /><br />AND AND AND...I start my next obedience class tonight! A few more classes and I'll be starting agility. Maybe I'll get so good I'll be on TV! Better start checking Animal Planet for yours truly! I'll try to have mom remember to help me with the pictures in the next few days...leave comments telling her how lazy she is! Then she will help me!<br /><br /><br /><div align="right">Lots of love,</div><div align="right">Rosco</div>Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-23683247943913746592007-04-17T16:21:00.000-04:002007-04-17T16:23:23.890-04:00What Breed of Puppy are YOU??<table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"><tbody><tr><td align="middle" bg style="color:#dddddd;"><span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" ><b>You Are a Beagle Puppy</b></span></td></tr><tr><td bgcolor="#eeeeee"><center><img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatbreedofpuppyareyouquiz/beagle-puppy.jpg" width="100" /></center><span style="color:#000000;">Cheerful, energetic, and happy go lucky.And you're sense of smell is absolutely amazing!</span></td></tr></tbody></table><div align="center"><a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatbreedofpuppyareyouquiz/">What Breed of Puppy Are You?</a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="left">Huh...I don't look like a Beagle! I always wondered what breed I was and I thought this quiz could help me. Maybe it can help you identity crisis dogs out there!</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="right">Lots of love,</div><div align="right">Rosco</div>Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-77193142442325041312007-04-03T16:02:00.000-04:002007-04-03T16:06:05.309-04:00Wasn't me!Ok...that last post...not me! Mom lives in Columbus and is going to go to OSU in the Fall...so she is a Buckeye fan. Does that mean she needs to dress me up and take pictures when they have a big game? And then, on top of that, put it in my blog for all to see? Perhaps I wouldn't be so upset if they had won. But here I am, on the internet, rooting for the wrong team! See how sad I look in that picture? Maybe I knew how the game would turn out...!<br /><br />I hope all my blogging friends are having a great week! It is beautiful here! Get out, enjoy the sun, and find some mud to roll in!<br /><br /><div align="right">Lots of love,</div><div align="right">Rosco</div>Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-54699532569517190872007-04-02T21:23:00.000-04:002007-04-02T21:28:08.890-04:00OH---IO!!!<div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>GO BUCKEYES!!!</strong></span><br /><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8UjqbMVrkNqlaWQTLMR_mM2zJ2SyAhSr4p1dCx-A_nVkeej7OUgt5PvqvifR5cVDwF_aIDvptw2mU20jXYKbtNo96byc_Nypw-iYqIBdamZcjx0KJ1z1OODViIE1sNaaSpadf/s1600-h/IMG_0058.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049007308884936610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8UjqbMVrkNqlaWQTLMR_mM2zJ2SyAhSr4p1dCx-A_nVkeej7OUgt5PvqvifR5cVDwF_aIDvptw2mU20jXYKbtNo96byc_Nypw-iYqIBdamZcjx0KJ1z1OODViIE1sNaaSpadf/s320/IMG_0058.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong> <span style="color:#999999;">BEAT FLORIDA!!!</span><br /></strong></p>Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-74593005390586190052007-03-29T07:14:00.000-04:002007-03-29T07:30:54.893-04:00Lazy days for me...Sorry for not posting everydog (and FuFu). <a href="http://adayinthelifeofisabella.blogspot.com">Isabella</a> thinks my mom has me all harnessed up and in the car! hehehe. My mom says something about "having 2 jobs so I can eat, go to school, and go to daycare". She doesn't need 2 jobs for me to do those things...she can just take me! What does she need all the jobs for? Isn't helping me blog like a job? Any ideas for talking some sense into her?<br /><br />So, mom is talking about having to go to a lot of weddings this year. I would love to go to the weddings...all that food, all those people...ah! How fun! I don't think I am invited though :-( What gives? Mom is gonna take me to my favorite place in the world when she leaves...Lucky Bones! I miss mom and dad....but boy, do I love the people and dogs at Lucky Bones. I bet I'll have a better time there then at some stuffy old wedding!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-RiASVMTLTTU0YRxdRlIACz2Ksl_Ea-a-tccMhnZfs2kdGlj25c6mSyUa1nWBn2UK5HApX6DfHXuOKXZgcJXehLyHCr3HPbOjrpjhTMxdvAhQODLVUsShTpmow2k6_KvZI4ko/s1600-h/IMG_0039.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047306729468987266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-RiASVMTLTTU0YRxdRlIACz2Ksl_Ea-a-tccMhnZfs2kdGlj25c6mSyUa1nWBn2UK5HApX6DfHXuOKXZgcJXehLyHCr3HPbOjrpjhTMxdvAhQODLVUsShTpmow2k6_KvZI4ko/s320/IMG_0039.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Geez! Mom needs the computer now...she never stops! She tries to keep me as busy as she is, but I'll tell you a secret...*I'll be quite content to nap in my crate today*. Bye pups (and FuFu)!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="right">Lots of love, <div align="right">Rosco</div></div>Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-4344880001933697252007-03-17T19:53:00.000-04:002007-03-17T20:02:13.679-04:00Buckle up for Safety!First off, Happy St. Patty's Day! No green beer for the doggies, or FuFu...but a Happy St. Patty's day just the same. I know when mom has had a few green beers she's more liberal with the treats!<br /><br />So, mom bought a new torture device for me last week. She told someone that she was sick and tired of me jumping around the back seat the whole *bleep* (kids and puppies might be reading this) time I was in the car. So, you know what she did?? Do you have any clue? I'll give you a hint...a picture hint...<br /><p></p><p></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMhIvfBExq3Fj_6QZ7e-I08dqoM_jPkM6sbluMCajOERBUXsltut4zr2DzLkVxB-lnQytuw0u_gHKfBvoD85TjbuN2WYpSWf6bRuvu4A6JDcmdlJIZGdm0I78SjxOM2uEZRvfF/s1600-h/IMG_0053.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043046838567714610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMhIvfBExq3Fj_6QZ7e-I08dqoM_jPkM6sbluMCajOERBUXsltut4zr2DzLkVxB-lnQytuw0u_gHKfBvoD85TjbuN2WYpSWf6bRuvu4A6JDcmdlJIZGdm0I78SjxOM2uEZRvfF/s320/IMG_0053.jpg" border="0" /></a>A seat belt!!! Doesn't it look awful?? Ok, so mom says it not only keeps me from bouncing around like a "crazy man", but it keeps me safe too...I dunno...I'm not a huge fan quite yet. But at least she rolls down the window still for me! I love to have my schnooter (mom's word for nose) in the breeze!</p><p>So, when I'm not strapped into the car like a criminal, I have been at obedience class working on my canine good citizen. I thought I was a good citizen already, but I guess dogs have to pass a test...I hope it is multiple choice, I choke under pressure!!</p><p align="right">Lots of love,<br />Rosco<br /><br /></p>Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-61666872886301163922007-03-06T10:04:00.000-05:002007-03-06T10:20:10.320-05:00Garbage EaterHello. My name is Rosco and I am a....*gulp*....garbage eater. Phew...that was tough. I hope you guys don't think less of me. My mom is puzzled by my recent taste for foreign objects. Last week I ate 6 clarinet reeds (they were yucky and used...yummo!). This morning (or last night, I forget) I ate hershey kiss wrappers and this big black plastic thingy. I dunno what it was...mom doesn't know what it was. She tried to put it back together when she found it...She says it is a good thing I have a stomach of steel....I usually barf it up, or it....well, you know...comes out the other end!<br /><br />So...I am back to being in my crate when mom and dad are gone, and I can't go downstairs if they are upstairs. It is just like when they first brought me home! I was doing so good, they would leave me out of my crate when they left. Mom says I did this to myself. It is a good thing I like my crate!<br /><br />Anyway, mom has been wondering, what strange things have you all eaten? She has heard that sometimes dogs who are missing something from their diets will eat strange things...but she thinks I'm just being dumb. Dumb?? How rude! I can't help it if all those things smelled yummy!<br /><br /><div align="right">Lots of love,</div><div align="right">Rosco</div>Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-79649792278654206322007-02-26T21:44:00.000-05:002007-02-26T22:00:55.504-05:00Diggin' it<div>Hello kiddies! Rosco here...reporting in.<br /></div><div>First, I had my first "advanced obedience" class last Thursday. Boy, I've never seen so many dogs in one class trying to learn! I think mom said there were like 30...counting their people, that's like 60! Craziness. There was one dog...must've been a young guy, but he was bouncing and trying to jump on anyone that walked by. Amateur! He just didn't know how to behave. I'm sure we will straighten him out as the class goes on. I'll post pictures when we do something fun and mom can remember the camera.</div><br /><div>Second...I think I'm in the doghouse tonight. You see, mom bought this nice new couch cover. Apparently she does not like a nice thick coating of my white hair on her dark green couch. I personally think white and green look nice together, but whatever! Anyway, she got it on Friday and was so excited, she put it right on. Well, it certainly did look nice all weekend. Then she gets a phone call right before she leaves work...it was dad ratting me out. "YOUR dog did something to the new cover". I heard him say it, just like that! Why am I not his dog anymore?? I don't get it....anyway, mom comes home. I am my bouncy self...and she takes a gander at that nice new couch cover...</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglVhNcseSU2g8ExlH3Qsf9sOTCAjpCykgbPl6jPwhtQgL2fDHUzlCwRvYfg60XYU4BbmSVd5HrmTRQQikHFzt9nmfb8qiYAPHRQD7SKLbQiKp_D8qVAxl5gfPBaZgDTP5M_wxB/s1600-h/IMG_0043.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036041588038107378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglVhNcseSU2g8ExlH3Qsf9sOTCAjpCykgbPl6jPwhtQgL2fDHUzlCwRvYfg60XYU4BbmSVd5HrmTRQQikHFzt9nmfb8qiYAPHRQD7SKLbQiKp_D8qVAxl5gfPBaZgDTP5M_wxB/s320/IMG_0043.jpg" border="0" /></a> See? It doesn't look so bad from far away does it? Oh...mom wanted to get closer...darn!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyiC57gtdMdY3Zdrj7dTIwW_FPp2aMu5GS5ceDCjWktpf-N6n7aZ-aq8L6qYQYypMOTKA5G2uWKadkPUY144wNF6-zxF-zQdN4VXRBsB6i14TehFJZDG6jU0Wr6TuxdXFV8npg/s1600-h/IMG_0044.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036041180016214242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyiC57gtdMdY3Zdrj7dTIwW_FPp2aMu5GS5ceDCjWktpf-N6n7aZ-aq8L6qYQYypMOTKA5G2uWKadkPUY144wNF6-zxF-zQdN4VXRBsB6i14TehFJZDG6jU0Wr6TuxdXFV8npg/s320/IMG_0044.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Ok, so it doesn't look "new". But it wasn't me! I swear! This crazy dog broke in the back fence and in the back door. I told him to stay off the nice new couch cover but he wouldn't listen! He just started digging it right up!!! Does this look like a guilty face?<br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCSb9gl5MS5nZ2KRPx5N7u37Xa6HdPTe-zNSN4YFiSON-JB8TVJ3KM5Eha1xSQVtt35M-lq_LkkTZHKmici2hohOH1hdxBUnfQl0eyUZUCrMYbkVxqHCBcIKt5hm1X3vnVUaYk/s1600-h/IMG_0045.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036042318182547714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCSb9gl5MS5nZ2KRPx5N7u37Xa6HdPTe-zNSN4YFiSON-JB8TVJ3KM5Eha1xSQVtt35M-lq_LkkTZHKmici2hohOH1hdxBUnfQl0eyUZUCrMYbkVxqHCBcIKt5hm1X3vnVUaYk/s320/IMG_0045.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p>I tried my best innocent face...but I can't lie to mom. I did it!! I'm guilty!! </p><p>Ahhhh....I feel much better after that. I feel like a weight has been lifted! What have you guys done to be in "the doghouse"?? Did you feel little better after you were found out? Did they know it was you?</p><p align="right">Lots of love,</p><p align="right">Rosco</p>Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-20539820238911694442007-02-16T09:25:00.000-05:002007-02-16T09:31:18.907-05:00back to school!So, Mom and Dad went to a meeting last night at the training club where I took Beginning Obedience. Turns out they are going to become members so I can take classes all year-round! I loved going to class...meeting new dogs, new people...impressing everyone with my devilish charm...haha. Mom says I need something to do besides looking out the window and warning people away when they are at work. I hope to impress them, and you guys with the pictures Mom will no doubt post for me!<br /><br />And they are still going to send me to daycare to see my buds two times a week. Gosh, I sure did luck out. I don't remember where I lived before them, but I remember the shelter and boy was that no fun! 3 months in a cage....no thank you! I'd rather go to school and sleep on the warm comfy couch.<br /><br />So...school starts next week...if I learn anything cool, I'll let you all know!<br /><br /><div align="right">Lots of love,</div><div align="right">Rosco</div>Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-50873864717149454322007-02-14T07:09:00.000-05:002007-02-14T07:29:12.562-05:00Mom and Dad have snow days!I didn't know that adults get snow days! Mom and Dad will be home with me all day because of the snow...I love snow! Maybe they will take me outside in the snow...I bet they will! wooooohooooo!!! Anyway, Mom isn't too impressed with the snow here in C-bus. She is from Buffalo...she says it takes feet of snow to impress her! I dunno...I've only ever been in C-bus...I'm pretty impressed with 6 inches!<br /><br />And now pups....prepare to be amazed with my super cool graduation pictures!<br /><br />Here I am just before we started...my Dad is giving me a pep talk!<br /><br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnGU4dGItFx3Smw3D8q4c1we4uhNBoDhs9QaGLBOCXHok9KSWzHhKvDrkG72y4sNMUXUy_27lvFc0a7yl1Pqkian5M_ZPzIhUCSeOnkswmKzLhEXetXfqJw2ahYZ2oOnv2NmNS/s1600-h/IMG_0032.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031362584213011250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnGU4dGItFx3Smw3D8q4c1we4uhNBoDhs9QaGLBOCXHok9KSWzHhKvDrkG72y4sNMUXUy_27lvFc0a7yl1Pqkian5M_ZPzIhUCSeOnkswmKzLhEXetXfqJw2ahYZ2oOnv2NmNS/s320/IMG_0032.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />And then here I am on a "stand-stay"....Mom was really proud with this one. She says that I'm such a happy and bouncy guy, I wanna see everyone who comes over to me, not stand there and do nothing! I would not make a good show dog...haha!<br /></p><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYFuHlLugEMwloBFyEZQc89ZFCKj17F4Rn1nGQUiSmc7Y0bQkWOX9jOakYlpIWKcjLRY4gKYnu9_HGYd1kbdh5X6q0QVH_aMefOzzIALCDn6DTa_WZJboP0DvUKrO2wZz_9S59/s1600-h/IMG_0034.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031363438911503170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYFuHlLugEMwloBFyEZQc89ZFCKj17F4Rn1nGQUiSmc7Y0bQkWOX9jOakYlpIWKcjLRY4gKYnu9_HGYd1kbdh5X6q0QVH_aMefOzzIALCDn6DTa_WZJboP0DvUKrO2wZz_9S59/s320/IMG_0034.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />haha...my tail is still wagging! And then here I am on my "sit-stay" which I broke right after this picture. I think I was nervous with mom snapping all these pictures!<br /><p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5FW8-B6UlmXO9YOZf5Zk90yglLdkAmHpV8Yzv8HTccAnVHTDnL_Y5wxWDDmNg3TSYkArI_oFc_JmxI7QoZnyNqYCEiLAhXeV0CrThrBw8KhpfIT3ecS22fmrz5FqX6xfPSEkH/s1600-h/IMG_0037.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031364053091826514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5FW8-B6UlmXO9YOZf5Zk90yglLdkAmHpV8Yzv8HTccAnVHTDnL_Y5wxWDDmNg3TSYkArI_oFc_JmxI7QoZnyNqYCEiLAhXeV0CrThrBw8KhpfIT3ecS22fmrz5FqX6xfPSEkH/s320/IMG_0037.jpg" border="0" /></a> </p><br /><p>I even got a diploma and a 4th place ribbon! I guess if I hadn't broken the "sit-stay" I would have gotten a 1st or 2nd place ribbon. Mom says that's ok...she loves me just the same. How lucky am I?? Well kids, I'm off to play in the snow! </p><br /><p>Oooooooh.....don't tell my mom, but I am sneaking this picture onto my blog. It is mom all dressed up for the snow. hehe....she puts these crazy pictures of me on the internet, now it is her turn! Enjoy pups!<br /></p><p><br /></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhec4OV3wdl6v9B998NBIjlzdY2_b3htiOCG6lssAysZX_W9eeHHhMU20uc1I7pGVOxAKTY9YOg5ifY0c2Wma_Zrd8CJG-O-5GG7pu7SsPdk6BT9GGKiyHUnmZ1j_ldGWE2dxb/s1600-h/IMG_0031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031365083883977570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhec4OV3wdl6v9B998NBIjlzdY2_b3htiOCG6lssAysZX_W9eeHHhMU20uc1I7pGVOxAKTY9YOg5ifY0c2Wma_Zrd8CJG-O-5GG7pu7SsPdk6BT9GGKiyHUnmZ1j_ldGWE2dxb/s320/IMG_0031.jpg" border="0" /></a> </p><p align="right">Lots of love,</p><p align="right">Rosco</p>Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-40127983709466669402007-02-05T10:00:00.000-05:002007-02-05T10:05:05.667-05:00oop...I'm still hereHowdy pups (and FuFu)!<br /><br />No worries, I'm still here....just a bit AWOL. Mom has been super busy and she won't let me blog on my own...something about the crazies and weirdos on the internet. She never knows where I might end up, so I have to wait for her to help a pup out! I dunno why she worries so much...but I guess that's what moms are for :-P<br /><br />Anyways, I graduated beginner's obedience class and I'm on my way to being a member of the training club, so I can do all sorts of fun classes all the time! Mom took tons of pictures and she promises to help me this week so you can see me (and some friends!).<br /><br />Hope everypup is doing good! I'll be visiting blogs, so look out!<br /><br /><div align="right">Lots of love,</div><div align="right">Rosco</div>Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-78528200863465847662007-01-24T15:50:00.000-05:002007-01-24T15:54:06.149-05:00Home alone...again!I can't believe this! I am home alone...again today! I distinctly recall my mom saying I would be going to daycare today AND tomorrow. But did she take me today? That's a big fat nope! What's a dog to do all day? I can only sniff the garbage and sleep so long. Don't get me wrong, I've got bones to chew and I bark at people that look suspicious (I'm a good judge of people)...but I was promised daycare! Well, I'm gonna give mom a good talking to when she gets home. Ok, probably not, but I sure do talk tough! <br /><br />Mom has a working interview tonight for a part-time job in an animal ER...she won't get home til way late, so wish her luck!<br /><br /><div align="right">Lots of love, </div><div align="right">Rosco</div>Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-70326767822581243632007-01-21T08:55:00.000-05:002007-01-21T09:07:39.577-05:00I listen goodHey kids,<br /><br />I like to think that I listen to mom and dad pretty well. I go to school for goodness sakes! They say sit, I sit...they say heel, I heel. In fact, when they say "out", I leave the room. Mom says it comes in handy at 7am on a Sunday morning when they wanna sleep in and I wanna make that low moan that means "come on!!! get up!!!". So this morning, I'm making that same sound "uuuuoooouuuu" and mom says "OUT!". Well, I'm always good for a laugh first thing in the morning...I crawled into the closet, laid down on their dirty clothes and made my sad Rosco face.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuOi9MKDwy31L0AUVVGaO0eFT08-zKPgUZbtLgtGeqqpbT2WA2dEeQgXMMJLegW3HCAs9X9cukhQNqN6IBMpw0x8CjbRSWDZSTfiX-xNMRjWcyJi5B1VkJm970qO0MRPD4L5hyphenhyphen/s1600-h/IMG_0029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022483128314737298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuOi9MKDwy31L0AUVVGaO0eFT08-zKPgUZbtLgtGeqqpbT2WA2dEeQgXMMJLegW3HCAs9X9cukhQNqN6IBMpw0x8CjbRSWDZSTfiX-xNMRjWcyJi5B1VkJm970qO0MRPD4L5hyphenhyphen/s320/IMG_0029.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />All I have to say is, what a bunch of slobs! I mean, I know they are young still, but dirty clothes on the floor? What are they, still in college? So I mistook the big pile of unwashed clothes for a comfy place to rest my weary body. Was that a reason to turn on the lights and take a picture? Since mom took it, I figured I'd share it with you guys!<br /><br />Obedience class graduation is this Thursday...mom is so excited. She took me to work and gave me a bath yesterday to make sure I'll be kinda clean for all the pictures she is gonna take. I think she'll at least let me put some up here.<br /><br />I better go study for my big test so I can graduate. I wonder if I will have to wear those silly hats people wear when they graduate? And I don't think I'd look good in those dresses they wear either.<br /><br /><div align="right">Lots of love,</div><div align="right">Rosco</div>Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-87233220624005801842007-01-13T22:37:00.000-05:002007-01-13T22:58:52.869-05:00Whatta long week!<div>Wow, whatta long week it's been! First I went to daycare Thursday. I love daycare...all my friends, you get to play all day...it is great. Mom works there part-time, so she takes me on Thursdays so I'm not "crazy hyper" at obedience class that night. I dunno about this "crazy hyper" thing...is it wrong to be a happy go-lucky guy 24 hours a day?! I don't think so!! Anyway, here are some action shots of me at daycare.<p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh02ToEaZzibGec2SuCERgCiDuZ8b2B3awNsfsYquH-oAsYqqdJSYpPrgKZPdOxfiA8_fZ3SwCX1VhFTsf12QBNWyJBZovklFoSutTt70vPk2q_kb34H0v_mB8fwYVBgN9_43v/s1600-h/daycare1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019726287591682626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh02ToEaZzibGec2SuCERgCiDuZ8b2B3awNsfsYquH-oAsYqqdJSYpPrgKZPdOxfiA8_fZ3SwCX1VhFTsf12QBNWyJBZovklFoSutTt70vPk2q_kb34H0v_mB8fwYVBgN9_43v/s320/daycare1.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhicNrZy76bAO96EDOQfxXOWl9rimkuoIRumb6KCTfixBauJSOk1mtPqsSH6mroKMHAjAGUj7JKaSzCWd3dXnKu4C4uVb7KjgdooaW6Yfxc7Liq5r53Y7CtoPt02j11Z8-PImdz/s1600-h/daycare2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019726738563248722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhicNrZy76bAO96EDOQfxXOWl9rimkuoIRumb6KCTfixBauJSOk1mtPqsSH6mroKMHAjAGUj7JKaSzCWd3dXnKu4C4uVb7KjgdooaW6Yfxc7Liq5r53Y7CtoPt02j11Z8-PImdz/s320/daycare2.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><p><br />Ok, so there isn't a whole lot of "action", but I save that until mom leaves for her real job...then I get crazy! So then I have to go to obedience class. Here I am looking way tired during the car ride. Pay no attention to that funny looking guy driving...I call him dad.</p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCBUHCGD8zS1iX6m8Q_COuQBJeSksxi1G1TXMnM4l5iDOnEz1dGzGrtt7K-wCcyzHXRSszkPc-zs2BJhjhropkS_ZTVLG9SN9dJ8kxbJRsdDmiAGNVpYqH9hjl66qBgxXSvf-c/s1600-h/tired.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019727369923441250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCBUHCGD8zS1iX6m8Q_COuQBJeSksxi1G1TXMnM4l5iDOnEz1dGzGrtt7K-wCcyzHXRSszkPc-zs2BJhjhropkS_ZTVLG9SN9dJ8kxbJRsdDmiAGNVpYqH9hjl66qBgxXSvf-c/s320/tired.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><p>So, I was sooooo tired from daycare and having to concentrate at class that I was falling asleep during my stand-stay. Mom was laughing....thank goodness she didn't get any pictures. I look sad enough in the last picture! </p><br /><br /><p>Friday morning, I wanted to surprise mom with something I learned from one of my blogging buddies! I see how <a href="http://adayinthelifeofisabella.blogspot.com">Isabella</a> likes to surprise Linda with paper mache and how beautiful it is...so I pulled some napkins from the garbage just to give it the old college try! Mom was not impressed...she said how strange it was for me to do that...duh mom! I thought you would like what I learned from my fellow bloggers! *sigh* </p><br /><br /><p>I've just been lounging around the house ever since. It is raining and really muddy so no dog park or big open fields to run in this weekend. Maybe next week! I'll rest up waiting for the weather to get nicer!</p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimeQxmKe756wZ8OuYKOGyb3VgIn-JVUNaqTXmr5-dAc6KaoTR64o2NJWBhQb6Q3K0TVNYG1gUvaYmCQEA6SxbEw_hN8FHRbRYhDFoD57p6qHeFOrGACJWf7exEdzd3aYj-DWRX/s1600-h/sleepy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019729457277547138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimeQxmKe756wZ8OuYKOGyb3VgIn-JVUNaqTXmr5-dAc6KaoTR64o2NJWBhQb6Q3K0TVNYG1gUvaYmCQEA6SxbEw_hN8FHRbRYhDFoD57p6qHeFOrGACJWf7exEdzd3aYj-DWRX/s320/sleepy.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p>That's me plotting my next move ;-)</p><p> </p><p align="right">Lots of love,<p align="right">Rosco<br /></p>Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-1168378509046319092007-01-09T16:29:00.000-05:002007-01-09T16:37:02.976-05:00Watch out for me!<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1435/3494/1600/948194/myspacepic-compiled.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1435/3494/320/569806/myspacepic-compiled.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Check me out...I think I'm a P-I-M-P...whatever that is! Don't I look slammin'? Thanks to <a href="http://blueheelercross.blogspot.com/">CKC</a> for putting up her picture. It inspired me to make one too! Pay special attention to the chest hair and the scar on my shoulder...Mom says chicks dig scars!Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-1168220135834096772007-01-07T20:32:00.000-05:002007-01-07T20:35:35.846-05:00Tough weekend<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1435/3494/1600/636996/IMG_0012.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1435/3494/320/501308/IMG_0012.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />It has been a rough weekend here in C-bus. It's raining so mom doesn't want me playing in the mud...no fun! I did squeak out for a second though and run some squirrels up a tree. But mom had a cookie, so I ran back inside, put mud on the carpet, AND got my cookie! I've got her trained! Here I am after my rough day with my kong...aren't I good looking?Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32036566.post-1167769031317145832007-01-02T15:14:00.000-05:002007-01-02T15:17:11.330-05:00letting the pups know i'm hereOk pups, it's time for me to venture out into the dog blogging world and let you all know I am here! I've been a dog blog stalker for quite awhile now and that's why I had my mom help me with all this blogging stuff. And now she has a new camera...I think she is ready to really help a pup out! So, stay tuned!Rosco the wonder mutthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00199201149601602269noreply@blogger.com1