Great news!

I won my first major on Friday at a show in New Castle, PA!!!! Big thanks to Miss Debbie for handling me!

AND...
My mom finally graduated!
No time for celebrating though; she has to start studying for the Bar Exam.

Vegetarian Toga Party

Ever since my Mom started using a new medication a few weeks ago, she's been able to do a lot more stuff than usual -- like cook dinner!

I love when my Mom makes dinner because she normally drops little bits of food as she cooks -- mostly by accident, but sometimes on purpose.

I've heard that if you wish for something hard enough, it's bound to come true. Well, I wished for a head of lettuce, and I got . . .
. . . a Grecian Goddess costume.

Mom, hand me a dish towel. I'm late for a toga party!

Happy Mother's Day!

"God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers."
Jewish proverb

Happy Mother's Day to all of the Mothers in the world, both with two legs...

...and four.

My first meetup with the DC/MD Vizsla Meetup Group!

Today was my very first meetup with the DC/Maryland Vizsla Meetup Group and their humans. And of course my mom forgot her camera in the car. Hopefully some of the other RESPONSIBLE puppy parents (i.e., everyone else!) will share pictures with my mom. The playdate/hike was at McKee Beshers, a 2,000 acre tract in a mixture of woodlands, fields, wooded bottomland and managed wetland impounds. It was nearly a three-hour round trip from Baltimore City, but it was totally worth it to hike and meet new friends..

Four other Vizslas came to the Meetup: Colby, Khan, Ivan, and Franz. I tended to stay near the two-legged crowd since I was the only girl of the group (plus, that was where the treats were!), but the four boys had a blast running like mad crazy men through the grass.

Here is a video of all of us:

Colby (solid blue collar), Khan (blue and white collar), Ivan (orange collar), Franz (yellow collar), and me (orange collar)

I did beat them at one thing though. At the very end of the hike, a bunch of them jumped into the marsh, bounced around, and hopped out. Rookies!

I decided to show them how it is done, so I leaped right in and swam out into the marsh.
Haha! Beat that, boys!

Hope to see all of them soon!

Ginger, LuAnn, and Yikes!

My mom and I have taking advantage of the beautiful weather by spending a lot of time at my super-secret dog park with some of my friends.

LuAnn, one of my doggie friends, is a super cutie!

Her humans named her after Countess LuAnn from BRAVO TV's show The Real Housewives of New York City.

One of my human friends named Karen owns a Hairless Chinese Crested named Isaac.

Isaac's nickname is Yikes. If you take off Isaac's coat, everyone screams, yikes! because he doesn't have any hair!

Another one of my good friends is Ginger.

Ginger is half Doberman-half German Shephard. She moved with her human to Baltimore from LasVegas over the winter. She loves to play ball!

I, on the other hand, love to eat sticks.
Once my Mom peeled all of the bark off of the stick, she let me chew on it all I wanted.

Once again, I am FAMOUS!

A few (yes, more than one!) pictures of me will be included in a local exhibit running from May 3 through May 10 in Baltimore.

John Woestendiek--local writer of ohmidog!, photographer, and good friend--will be putting on an exhibit featuring pictures of 150 South Baltimore dogs, entitled

"Hey, That's MY Dog"

Opening night is Monday, May 3rd at 6:00 pm,
and the exhibit will be up all week.

at Captain Larry's in South Baltimore
601 E. Fort Avenue
No cover charge.

Here is a preview of the exhibit:

Unframed photographs will be available for sale.
Profits going to Baltimore Area Rescue and Care Shelter (BARCS).

Hope to see you there!

The exhibit preview was set to music by David Israel and performed in April, 2010 at the South Baltimore Hootenanny, a semi-regular gathering of semi-regular musicians who congregate at Captain Larry’s in South Baltimore, Maryland

Revenge

Dear Mr. Dremel, Sir,

I've told you again and again that I do not like you.

I hate the sound that you make when my dad does my nails, and I really hate how it feels on my poor toes. Beauty is supposed to be luxorious, not uncomfortable. Am I right, ladies?
I've often thought about what I'd do with you if I found you unprotected. So, when my mom and dad left me home alone for a few hours this afternoon, I thought "now is my chance!"
Lucky for you, you weren't very tasty and escaped relatively unscathed.
Too bad that I can't say the same about my "after nails" treats. Yum!
Oh hi, Mom. You're home early...

um...

I know what you are thinking, but I *swear* it wasn't me!

I cheated

Last night, I threw caution to the wind, gave in to temptation, and cheated on my diet. Big time! I've been really good about my diet for weeks and weeks, so it was inevitable that I would cave eventually.

My dad left a whole loaf of bread on the kitchen counter -- just within my reach. No one was looking, so I hijacked the bread from the counter and took it to my secret "I-can-eat-food-here-without-anyone-noticing" place. I wasn't going to eat it, I swear. I was just going to smell it and play with it a bit. But it smelled sooo good! I nibbled a little hole in the bag to smell it better. Mmmm... So good! A little nibble off of a bread corner couldn't hurt anyone...

... and before I even knew what was happening...
... well, I'm sure you can guess the rest.

Springtime is Crazytime

I do believe that spring has officially sprung in South Baltimore. The weather is so nice. I had a great time walking around Fort McHenry Park on Saturday with my mom and dad. I even got to flirt with a couple of other doggies on our walk. Their humans weren't too happy about that, though. Apparently my super-sexy pheromones are so strong that they drove other doggies crazy (in a bad way) from all the way across the park.

I don't mind wearing my fancy pants in the house,

but
I miss my friends!

Is it spring yet?

I cannot wait until Spring!

Right now, the City is a combination of BLAH's.

All of the snow is gone, so I no longer have any snow mounds to use as my personal potty chair. The slightly warmer weather that melted the snow has made my "super secret" park into a thick, pudding-like muddy-mud-mud. And now that I've come "into season," I can't play with my friends in the super-muddy park even if I wanted to. Ugh...

I can barely remember what warm weather feels like,

but I do remember . . .that the grass turns green and soft under my toes;
that it gets warm enough to walk to Federal Hill Park without wearing a jacket (the winds whip around the hill and make it very chilly);
that the duck-birdies in the Inner Harbor start making little chickies and then taunt me by swimming along the docks;
that the City starts planting flowers; and
that my Dad would rather take long walks to the Harbor with us than stay home inside the nice warm house.

*sigh*

I wish Springtime would hurry up and get here!

Brizstow's Puppies!

Great news for all of my friends. It's time to get your puppy fix!

My aunt Brizstow Jones--famous writer of New York City's Urban Mutt blog--gave birth to a litter of five beautiful Vizsla puppies on Tuesday, February 23rd.

Four girls, and one boy:
Elise, Alaila, Joey, Season, and Carli

Brizstow is writing a new blog about her babies, so you can watch them grow up over the next eight weeks at her offshoot blog:
Urban Mutt: The Next Chapter.

More Blizzard, More Riley

I forgot to tell all of you about the fun times I had with my best friend Riley during the Blizzard--and about his hurt-ed tooth. Right in the middle of all of this snow nonsense, poor Riley had to take a trip to the V-E-T to get a tooth pulled. I think he said that part of his tooth had backed, or cracked, or something. Either way, that tooth had to come out. It is a very good thing that we live in the city! His mom was able to take him to Dr. T who lives and works just a few blocks away. Dr. T gave him some sleepy drugs.

What mom? Sometimes you wish that you had some sleepy drugs to give to me? Silly Mom! Haven't you heard? Drugs are for thugs. Oh, and for Riley because his tooth was so hurt-ed.

Anyway, after he was asleep, the doctor took out his tooth and put it in a jar to give to his Mommy. My mom got to see it, and she said it was huge!

Plus, Riley got all of his teeth cleaned, so now they are sparkling white! (I checked)

Even though he had surgery the day before, his Mom and Dad let him come out and play, so we had a chance to run, play, and wrestle in the street while the snow was falling.

We played snow-ball with my dad, did some racing games, and wrestled.I even caught a snowball. I caught it and nearly brought it back to my dad, but then it disappeared! Ugh... Where do those magical balls go?!?
Oh well, at least I know where Riley was. He was very well-behaved and waited nicely for me while I ran up the street to check out things for my dad. What a gentleman!

Come to think of it, he was looking kind-of handsome in his blue jacket with the popped collar. Combine that with his super-duper sparkly teeth, amazingly fast running, and...
Ladies, move out of the way because I am in L-O-V-E! Hey Riley, I have a present for you. I know I left it somewhere . . .

*dig,dig,dig*
Yum, just where I left it 20 minutes ago, fresh snow! Here, Riley, do you want a quick bite before I...
Zoom!

I hear that boys like it when you play hard-to-get.

Blizzard of 2010 Recap

So far this winter, Mother Nature dumped a total of 79.9 inches of snow on Baltimore. Yes, you heard me. Over six feet of snow.
Trees fell down. Cars were covered.

No one could get their cars out of the snow for days. I even had trouble navigating the snow.

I almost buried myself when I jumped into the snow the first time I went into the backyard. Flop!
But, after a few runs through the snow in the street, I started having some fun. Especially because I could play anywhere I wanted! On the sidewalk, on the steps, in the street . . .My neighbor Steven came outside to play with me.
Since we couldn't play with with a regular ball or frisbee because it got buried before I could get to it, we played "snowball."

Snow ball was a much better game because you don't really lose the ball; it disappears like magic! Sometimes I catch it, but it falls apart before I can bring it back

Later in the day, my mom and dad took me to my super-secret dog park.The snow was really deep.
I had to leap like a deer to get through the tall snow drifts.

We played snowball and catch with a stick.
Even when I was standing on top of the snow, there was at least a foot and a half beneath my feet.

When we got home, I was so cold that my teeth were chattering, and my mom wrapped me up in two blankets.Hey mom, I'm just going to snuggle right here. Can you make me a cup of hot peanut butter?

Work out: Day 11

Working out with Frisbee and Logs

My mom and I have been working out a lot lately. I'm having a blast running, catching, and wrestling; but I think my dad is a little sad because I'm usually too tired to do any zoomie-zoomie-play-with-me dances by the time he gets home. I get the most exercise when I have to race other dogs to get the frisbee, so my mom is really happy that we've reconnected with my old friends and made a bunch of new ones. The park is usually empty on our morning and mid-day/early-evening visits, which means one-on-one frisbee time with my mom.
I'm ready whenever you are, Mom.
Get, ready, get set . . .
Wahoo! My mom tried to get a picture of me jumping up and grabbing the frisbee out of the air, but her camera wasn't really up to the task yesterday, so you'll have to settle for a quick line-drive catch.
After about twenty minutes, I got bored of frisbee. I stopped bringing it back to my mom and went off in search of sticks until I made the ultimate discovery:
A LOG!
Haha! I got it!
Logs, yum!
I'm ready, Mom. Throw it!
Hey! What do you mean I can't eat the log? It's a great source of, um, vitamins....

New Year's Resolution: Exercise

So, it's official.

My mom and I have been lazy, and I've become a fatty. My mom says that my food-vacuum ability probably hasn't helped, but that our daily walks and frisbee sessions just aren't cutting it.

She said we will still play frisbee every day, but that it's time to kick it into high gear and figure out a way to shed some holiday pounds and get my muscles back in shape.

Her solution? Set up a daily walk and a weekly play group.
So, calling all Baltimorean dogs out there . . .

Who wants to join my weight-watchers club?