I Will Answer Some of Your Questions

Welcome back to Dog Day Afternoon, everyone!

Today we are chatting with Miss PishPosh. Pish is a celebrity in her own mind and has been barking about herself for a while now. We thought we would check in with her and catch up on the news.

Q: So, tell me Pish, how was your Thanksgiving?

Awesome. What more can I say. Awesome. I met my new best buddy, Hank. He came over and we partied with the humans. We didn’t hit it off so well at first. Why do boys get so mad when you bark at them? But after we went for a potty walk - we were best friends. We ran around the living room super fast and scored lots of treats. I met Michael’s family and they were really nice. I also got to see my buddy Katie the kid. So much fun in one day should be illegal.

Q: What did you think of the snow last week

Yuck. Let’s not go there again. It was fun for about 15 minutes. I like to take long walkies for over an hour. 16 degree weather was too harsh for my paws and naked legs.

Q. What’s up with the new furniture?

Argh. I don’t know. That’s a stupid human thing.

Q. Tell us, Pish, what’s your favorite thing to do these days?

Go to the beach! By a long shot.

Bet you thought I was going to say take a nap. Taking a nap actually comes in third behind barking at the dog in the skylights.

Q. Who is your best friend?

Human = Diana.  I love her so much it hurts and she loves me *almost* as much as she loves Michael.  I just couldn't get any luckier, I tell you that right now!

Dog = Zeus. Zeus was so nice to me when I joined the family. He just let me be me and wagged his tail. But he is OTRB this summer, so now it’s Hank Bacon. Hank is funny and he runs really fast. But I jump better.

Q: What is your favorite treat?

Hello? Enough with the softball questions. Everybody knows its cheese. Cheese is king now. Cheese will be king tomorrow. Cheese will reign forever.

Q. Sorry…What’s your favorite T.V. show?

Well, we don’t watch very much tv at all around here. I love this little documentary movie called “My Dog”. Diana will set it up for me on Netflix every Saturday morning. I sit right next to the tv and bark out the good parts. Not sure about it being only about celebrity dogs, but it’s still the best thing I’ve ever watched. Paws down.

Q. I see that you are on Twitter now. How’s that going?

I love Twitter! The people and animals we have made friends with are super nice. Some are doing amazing things to help rescue animals, some just have fun and some are just soooo funny it makes my tail hurt it wags so much. You should check out my followers. They are changing the world - one bark at a time. Hey, that’s my motto…

Seriously, they let us join in immediately and we feel as if we really know them. I want to send a happy Bark Out Loud to all my Twitter Buddies. You guys are the best.

Plus, I learned that one of my Twitter Buddies gets Pokey sticks as a treat. POKEY! Dogs get POKEYs? How come I never knew that (looks at Diana…). Who needs to get barked at (still looking at Diana…)?

Q. What’s the point of your blog?

To bark - what else?

No, really it’s to share that rescue dogs are amazing too. We can rediscover trust, we can be happy and we make mistakes. Just because we ended up in a shelter, or in need of a new family, doesn’t mean we are bad dogs.

I want to let people know, in a non-preachy way, that getting a rescue dog is a sound, viable and rewarding option. As a shout out to my breeder friends and dogs, I have nothing against you guys, but I have experience with the “starting over” stuff and I feel that showing my life can set an example for others to follow or simply enjoy.

Plus I’m just naturally talkative…

Q. Last question. What’s up for you in the New Year?

Oh, I have lots of new and interesting stuff in the pipeline for next year.

I heard we are going to Ashland this summer for the Shakespeare festival and to hike with Diana’s best friend.

Begging for a trip to the San Juan Islands so I can bark at seagulls on the ferry and run on the beach.

Hank Bacon and I are working on solving some local dog and cat mysteries in our neighborhoods. There is a lot of weird stuff going on and we are getting to the bottom of it.

I’m also working on a line of swag that will be hidden all around the Seattle area. Each piece will say “PishPosh Says ______________.” The “blank” will be filled in with cool and funny stuff I say. Be the first to get a piece and play along to find them all.

Ok, everyone. There you have it. All the scoop from our local gal pal, PishPosh.



Change is good?

I am not a big believer in change. Seems like a waste of energy that could be better spent on walks or naps.

Howl-ever (cute, eh?), my people didn’t listen to me when I said things were fine as they were and bought new living room stuff to sit on. Leather stuff that is not particularly dog friendly.

New Furniture - New Rules

1.     Pish can not sit on the new sofa. 

               What? You’ve got to be kidding. Grrrr

2.    Pish can not sit on the new love seat.

              I repeat - What? Are you kidding me? Grrrr

3.   Pish will be told sternly to “get off” if she breaks Rule #1 or #2 or both.

             Again - What? This will not stand!

4.   Pish can sit on the new chair if the following conditions are met:

            A. Michael is not in chair already;

            B. Blanket is covering new chair; and

            C. Diana is either in or out of chair.

As a concession to the difficulties this new arrangement presents for Pish:

5.   Pish’s new bed will be moved by chair to assist in compliance with Rules.

Really, really not happy with the new rules at all. Fine, if you want your rules complied with, #5 is just a start.

START

Did you hear me?

START

(wow - that's a lot of yelling)

Here are the my requirements to be met if compliance with your rules is to even be attempted:

1. I want an upgrade to a new super comfy, deluxe bed that is as delightfully cute as I am;

2. New bed will have a warming blanket, that is turned on whenever I am in new bed;

3. I want at least 2 new rope toys. One of these new toys must have a squeaker;

4. I want cooked rice with veggies and/or a sprinkle of grated cheese on each meal; and

5. I want to walk every night up to the elementary school so I can play with the other dogs, even if you are tired from work.

This is my official notice of canine discontentment. Irritated whining and generalized disgust will commence ASAP and continue until my requirements are complied with fully.

!!! You’ve been warned !!!

Snow Is For The Birds

Diana had a forced, unpaid snow day yesterday. Michael worked from home. We rarely saw him - just a few drop-ins for food or to say “Hi, Pish”, in between telephone meetings.

Seattle shuts down in the snow. Going to leave the why’s of that to another expert. I’m an expert on being pampered by Diana and Michael, so I will tell you about my day.

I took a nap. On Diana’s lap. Under a blanket. Not even going to feel guilty about it either.

Just before lunch, Diana asked me if I wanted to go outside - for a walk.

My response.

As you can see, I wasn’t that jazzed about the prospect of going out in 22 degree weather. Eventually, I relented.  Diana jammed me into my sweater, clipped my new holiday leash on and this is what we headed out into.

I made these.

My fur is skimpy and my paws are basically naked. It was sooooo cold, even with my sweater, I didn’t want to stay out long. 15 minutes and I’d had enough fun in the snow. Back in we came. To stay. For the rest of the day.

I have a wonderful life. I have humans that love me and keep me warm and safe. Thanksgiving is tomorrow. I give thanks for the continued health and safety of my people and the ones they love. I give thanks for cheese, the most wonderful thing in the whole world.  I also give thanks for my good fortune and wish that all animals could have the wonderful, safe and warm life that I now enjoy. If you have the chance, please help a needy and deserving animal to have the same.

Let’s do it. Let’s…

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