New logo - THANKS Tubey's Mom!

Check it out!!

You will notice that there are no Ziggys on it. I think we all know why! It's just me, telling my Dad what he is supposed to do for me, as it IS "Marls in Charge"...NOT "Marls' Human in Charge". I think that it is very fitting, especially in time for Christmas!



MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL! May you have a safe, happy and peace-filled holiday. With lots of treats. And snow. And no evil cats.

We will be spending Christmas at our Grandma Fran's - VERY EXCITING! I will report when we return!

(My Mom doesn't have photoshop - BOO!!)

Christmas woos,

Marley (and Ziggy too, I guess!!!!!)

Invasion of the C(un)IA

CALLING ALL PUPS!

If you see these cats - DO NOT TRUST THEM:

Bones, a.k.a. "The Blade", a.k.a. "Shredder"

Hobbies: eating paper products, hiding deviously under things, giving scary looks, trying to steal human laps from Huskies

Hideouts: Her Cat Condo, underneath the kitchen table, on the kitchen table, on the kitchen chairs, on a human lap

Loki, a.k.a. "The Dufus", a.k.a. "Madam Talksalot"

Hobbies: Interfering with Husky business, jumping off of the refrigerator, talking incessantly

Hangouts: On top of the couch, on top of the fridge, on top of the cabinets...really anywhere she can be on top of something

(My apologies to Miss Tia in advance - we know you're on the right side of this war!)

Loki and Bones, who previously have acted as our allies, have shown their true colors! Ziggy innocently was tackling Loki (who follows us EVERYWHERE) to give her kisses, and I came to help. Lo and behold, Secret Agent Bones comes out of NOWHERE and swipes at both Ziggy and myself! I believe that Bones was under the impression that we were trying to get secret C(un)IA information out of Loki...and that Loki was about to give it up!

DO NOT TRUST THESE FELINES!!

This is serious business!!

WOO.

Marley

ZIGGGGGGGGGGGGY

Ziggy likes licking frozen metal and getting his tounge stuck.

This is because he is _________________. What would you guess?

WOO.

Ziggy, before the snow, smelling for frozen metal parts!!!!

Mom is lazy!!!!!

OK, so her camera's flash is also broken, which makes it hard to take pictures at night....which is just problematic. So there are no images of my cuteness or anything. A new camera is on her Christmas list, so hopefully Santa Paws will come through!

I will tell you the following, though:

1 - I ate 4 sticks of butter this morning. And it was delicious. Now Mom says I am "unbearably gassy". WHATEVER!

2 - Ziggy is getting bigger and has quite the 'tude. Today he yelled at me just for sniffing the Christmas tree. NOT COOL, Ziggy.

3 - Mom got her Harnessed to Hope cookbook, featuring yours truly (and NOT Ziggy). I expect lots of good treats to come.

4 - Mom won't stop talking about her grains. She keeps saying, "Marley, be quiet, I have a my grain!!!" That isn't even proper grammar! And I don't see any grains!!!!

5 - I love snow!

6 - Mom does not love yellow snow!

7 - Dad is afraid because Mom is going down to see Aunt Erica graduate from Nursing school this weekend. He thinks Ziggy and I will most likely eat him alive. I would say that he is pretty much on the mark with that one.

Mom on the left, Aunt Erica, R.N. on the right! (And Dad in the white shirt in the background!)

8 - That's all!

Woo,

Mars Bar

Having a pawty!

And everyone's invited - it's my birthday today! I am officially 1 year old. Mom is making me some special treats, and I want to share with everypuppy! Just head to Illinois !

As a present, Santa sent me some extra snow, and I just played and played all morning!

Extra special birthday licks!

Woos truly,

Mars Bar

I like to stir things up now and again

Last night, Mom and I had a lot of fun, as many of my Sibernetter friends may know!

When Mom came home from work, woos truly's snout looked a little bumpy, but Mom attributed it to my fur drying funny from all the playing in the snow (like that makes sense?!)

But as the night went on, my face started to get HUGE and puffy...and my cute muzzle turned into a red beak! I was so mad!

Mom FREAKED OUT and went and threw me in our huskymobile in the middle of a snow storm (COOL!) I fell asleep on the way to the emergency room, which for some reason freaked Mom out more. Um, hello....you get mad when I'm fiesty in the car, and now you're mad when I'm relaxed? Stupid human!

They don't know what exactly caused me to have the reaction, but they gave me a shot, for which I screamed bloody murder. The nurse said that if anyone was getting sleepy, they sure weren't anymore! Hey - I'm here to help! They sent us home with some benadryl, and hopefully I'll be 100% OK in the next 3 days. I already look much more like my handsome ol' self than I was last night!




Anywoo, please take a look at the new poll above. I have some ideas on what caused this madness...what do you think?

Woos truly,

Marley

P.S. I am so handsome!

P.P.S. Here is our little Z-man sleeping!

I LOVE SNOW!

LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT!!!!!

Snow (and ice and sleet) Day!

Ha woo everypup! I am very happy today - it's a snow day, and we get to play!

Ziggy and I were very helpful, organizing the last of the Christmas decorations with Mom.

Then I smiled a lot. It has nothing to do with the treat that Mom was holding up. I swear!

Woo!

Marls

RIP, Little Bunny Foo Foo

I have saved Ziggy from death and dismemberment by slaughtering another Evil Vampire Little Bunny Foo Foo. He was going right for him, I swear!

Why does it make Mom so upset that I saved Ziggy's life from this rabid rabbit? It further proves that she loves me best, I guess. I won't tell Ziggy, though. I don't want to hurt his feelings...the little guy is growing on me.

Here, there, everywhere!

Woo!

GUESS WHAT everypup! Mom and Dad got a new huskymobile! Check it out:

It's perfect for us! The back has perfect room for one of us...and the seats fold down with awesome room for both the Zig man and I, once he's older. And GET THIS - they got the package with the car-seat hookups on the ceiling - so we can wear our safety belts even with the seats down! Woo!

Of course, since Mom got the car on Saturday, Ziggy had an appointment with the vet last night. Mom put a blanket down in back. And what did he do?

I'm sure you can figure this one out.

Yes, everypup, Ziggy pooped the biggest stinky puppy poop in the back of Mom's 2 day old car. It was so smelly that Mom's eyes were watering even with the windows down. That's our Ziggy!

Dad now calls him Zigmund Freud, but I don't really know why. I thought Freud was supposed to be smart.

ALSO - I'd like to give a shout out to all of the A04 troopers! Mom and I signed up for a program at http://www.mysoldier.com/ - it sets you up with a soldier fighting overseas. You become pen pals, send care packages, all that good stuff. As the holidays are quickly approaching, I think that we pups who are busy defending dogland should come together and show the support to our soldier bipeds! Anyone else in?

Speaking of the holidays...Mom and Dad put up the Christmas decorations this past weekend. I have eaten approximately 4 ornaments thus far, and have only managed to semi-topple the tree twice. I will work harder, pups, I promise! Pics to come soon!

Cute little me, on the way home at 8 weeks old!

Woo!

Marls

Happy Turkey Day!

EVERYBODY - GUESS WHAT!!!!!!

IT SNOWED LAST NIGHT!!!

Mom, Ziggy and I went outside early this morning while it was still coming down. Ziggy had to potty, so Mom put him in the run, but I wanted to PLAY instead!! Mom took a little vid:

Then we went inside, and I stared out the window at my fabulous snow:

Oh snow, I love you so!

Then Ziggy was stupid:

You can tell that he talks a big game, but he's really just a little whiny baby!! He is starting to get more fun to play with, though...especially since he isn't pooping all over himself like a crazy puppy. That definitely helps.

I wish all of woo a wonderful Turkey Lurkey Day!!

Marls

One more thing...

I just wanted everypup to know that I am now famous. Mom submitted me (and NOT Ziggy) to the Chicago Tribune, and I am now on their website. Here is a screen capture:

If you go to www.chicagotribune.com, and go to the photos section at the lower right hand corner of the page, you'll see a "Pets" section - and I'm in there!

You will also notice that the backdrop on my computer is of me, and not my little brother. I'm sure you all know why that is. Ziggy apparently is pretty mad about it, because now he screams at Mom when I get attention first. Brat.

Woo!

Marls

Honored!!

Oh my dogness, everypup - take a look at this!

Our good buddy Echo bestowed this honor upon us, and we could not be more proud! Here's what the Award says:

"The Community Blog Award celebrates people who reach out and make the blogger community a better one. It also underlines the importance of a blog's readership community, one of the most rewarding parts about blogging. It's the people that come back to comment, adding to the conversation, making you feel like someone is listening and interested."

THANK WOO so much! We truly appreciate it, buddy!

We'd like to pass it on to our friends Steve and Kat, who are emBARKing on a super huge, fun journey with their parents this week. We'd also like to pass it on to Turbo, as we all know that he is constantly fighting to eradicate the stupidity of humankind!

Happy almost Turkey Day!

Marls

Ziggy has issues with speaking

When I want to contribute something to a conversation, I say this:

Woooooo, a roo, ruuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhh, wooo!

OBVIOUSLY!!

On the contrary, Ziggy says this, constantly:

AIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIEEEEEEEEEEEIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

He's like a banshee or something! I need ear plugs!!

Ziggy, looking for things to scream about!!

He also likes to copy me. Last night, we were watching tv with Mom and Dad in the Big Bed. I was politely chewing on my bone, and Ziggy was IMPOLITELY chewing on my ear. What is that all about?!?!

One thing's for sure - he's definitely a "sly dog"!

Ziggy "No I Will Not Look At The Camera" Smalls

Woo.

Marls

My Momma LOVES Me!

And here is why...

1) I am the handsomest Woo ever

2) I give her the courtesy of delightful wake up kisses, and if she doesn't move, then I kindly claw at her until she does

3) I give good hugs

4) I am nice enough to tell her when she is wrong

5) I try to take the squeaker our of Ziggy so that she doesn't have to be annoyed by his stupid noises.

And I know she loves me because....

1) She buys me new toys...like my new Kong On a Rope

2) When I ignore my new toys and destroy paper towel rolls instead, she doesn't get mad (kinda)

3) She lets me run all over my yard whenever I say so

4) She lets me give her kisses after she's eaten something good, like pizza

5) She tells me alllll the time!

WOO!
Marls

P.S. Ziggy is gross.

A HAPPY PUPDATE!

HAWOO pup friends!

I smell some GOOD NEWS here at the McCann household...

Checking my messages...there's that GREAT NEWS!

(On a side note, Mom says I look like I have a "big bootie" in that picture. For the record, I am a lean, mean Sibe machine, and I don't think a certain biped should be talking about big booties!)

Our little Ziggy is getting SO much better! He only had ONE accident in all of last evening and last night...and it wasn't until about 5:45 am! We are so proud of him. For a guy that was really too young to be with us quite yet, and who ALSO is battling with Giardia, he's coming along wonderfully. Mom is super happy for all of him (and us)! He's growing like a weed and has SO much great puppy energy now! This difference that proper care and TLC has given him is really quite clear. He's lots of fun! Mom thinks he's gained about 1.5 to 2 pounds since last week. Awesome!

Who, me? Well of course I potty in the yard, don't be silly!

ALSO...our fence gate was put back in yesterday, so I HAVE MY YARD BACK! WOOO HOOO! I did SO many zoomies, you don't even KNOW! Mom and Dad also put a dog run in for us pups for the spring and summer months when they're cooking food and doing yard work. It's HUGE! We are so excited! SO excited, in fact, that this morning, I refused to come inside when Mom and Dad wanted to leave for work. I was what Mom calls a "pistol". If by that she means faster than a speeding bullet, woo hoo hoo - YOU BET!

Anywoo, here's another picture of our big man Zig, too cool to look at the camera:

I'm so excited about everything that I ate my collar last night. Then I dry heaved for a couple of hours. I didn't want to do it by myself, so I stood on top of Mom on the bed and did it in her face. It's because I love her.

Licks!

Marls

Mom and Dad are going crazy

Things are not good on the homefront, everypup!

Smelly Ziggy is not getting any less smelly, and he's been on meds since Thursday night. His poops are still soup! AND...we found out he's even younger than we thought...he was born Sept 21st! So he still has NO control over his pooping situation. Mom and Dad went through 3 rolls of paper towels over the weekend cleaning up after him. Mom tried to hide in our bedroom to have a nervous breakdown, so I decided to watch over her:

OK, Mom, deep breaths, I'm here for you!

Yeah...keep breathing...right....I'm.....right....

....here.........zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

OK, so maybe I could have done a little better, but Mom and I snuggled for a couple of hours while Dad looked after Poop Machine, and I think we both needed it. Plus, look at that comforter, how could you not fall asleep!!!! Come on!!!!! Earlier that morning, Mom and I went on special big walkes, where she got some neat coffee, and I had a little bit of whipped cream from the top! For some reason, people in the park gave Mom and I a weird stare when this happened...I don't get people.

Here's Ziggy being stupid and not nearly as cute as I am outside with *MY* tennis ball bone:

OK - enough of that!!!!!!!!!!

EVERYBODY CROSS PAWS THAT THE GIARDIA FIASCO ENDS SOON!!

Woooooo.

Marls

Stinky Ziggy is Diseased! THIS IS AN OUTRAGE!

So, not only do my parents bring home my stinky, poopy little brother...but it turns out that he has Giardia, too! Now, I'm vaccinated, but there is still a risk that I could get it, and that ticks me off. Soupy poop smelly Ziggy comes storming in, all whiny and stinky, and brings parasites with him!!!

Sleepy Ziggy, resting in the front yard where he can't get is parasites on me

Please cross your paws for me. All of this injustice is starting to tick me off! Here's another picture of my cuteness to tide you over:

Sleepy little me, NOT infected with gross parasites

That is all - CHOW pups!

Mars Bar

Ziggy is smelly and dumb

Ziggy pooped in his crate 4 times during the night last night. FOUR! He's stupid! He doesn't whine BEFORE he poops - he whines AFTERWARDS! And then he smells like poop! I don't want his poop on my crate! It is so gross! Here I am sniffing him to make sure he didn't poop on my Mom, since all he really does is poop and whine about it:

Don't poop on my Mom!! Then she'll be smelly like you!!

Anywoo, I am not eating in protest of Ziggy's pooping fixation. It is hard to want to eat your dinner when you have to smell puppy poo right afterwards. And every other hour of the day. EW!!!!! Also, I peed on Dad the other night because I was mad that they keep taking the smelly little brat out AFTER he poops, and they won't even take me with! So what if it's 3 am! DAD DESERVED TO BE PEED ON!

Anyways, let's all just be happy and confident that I still win when it comes to cuteness, and some stupid smelly little poopy brother will never change that. I mean, just LOOK:

Me looking supercute as a pup

Smelly Ziggy, probably thinking about his next poop!!!!

I realize that this post has been mostly about Ziggy and his gross poop, but seriously, it's taking over my life.

Also, he looks like a cat. I keep telling him that. He doesn't like it. I don't care!!!

Marley

P.S. I KNOW MY MOM BROKE INTO MY BLOG! SHE WILL PAY!!!!!!!!!!

Introducing...

MY NEW BROTHER ZIGGY! Now...Mom would like to thank you for your input on the name. Unfortunately, Dad flat our vetoed Tango and threatened to name him Hester, after Devin Hester of the Chicago Bears, and we were not having that, so Ziggy (the #2 choice) it is. For those who don't know....Marley is named in part after Bob Marley, and Bob Marley's son's name is Ziggy Marley...so there is a theme here :)

Anyways, about my smelly, really stupid little brother...

He's smaller than I was when I first came to Mom and Dad. This is because he is two weeks younger (6 weeks). Logistically, this was apparently the best way for the breeder to get us to him, though my parents would have much preferred to have him at 8+ weeks. Those two weeks are huge in terms of development. That being said, he's really stupid and small. I like him a LOT, but he's not big enough to play with yet, so there is a lot of separation involved. Furthermore, he does three things: sleeps, cries, and POOPS!!!! EW!! I obviously am now and have always been way cuter, because I do much more Sibey things. My Mom assures me that he will grow up really soon, but I don't know. He's just so little.

Luckily, Mom decided to welcome him into the family by totally humiliating him, which I approve of:

Nothing says "love" like coming to your new home and being put into a pumpkin suit.

I'm tired. That bugger kept me (and Mom, and Dad) up all night. I need sleep.

CHOW!

Marls

P.S. Marley's Mom here, hijacking my boy's page! Marley really is having difficulty getting accustomed to Ziggy's small stature...he is definitely non-aggressive, but is overly eager to Sibe play while Zig is still wayyyy too small. Where is there a solution in this? All interaction thus far has either been with one in the crate/one out, or on-leash...but Ziggy is still quite intrigued by Marley and wants to run after him, only to get clobbered. Any ideas would be greatly appreciated! You can email me at bethap (at) sbcglobal.net, or respond in the comments section (though don't be surprised if Marley flips out at me for taking over his blog)!

Thanks!

Howdy doody

Hello everypup!

I told my Mom that I wanted to post a message, reporting to the Army of Four on my progress and informing them of our pending arrival (and hopefully, a new soldier!) - but then I decided that the information that I had to deliver was way too confidential to risk a human interpreting it. So this is all I gave...hopefully Stormy can read my eyes (please ignore Mom's really weird sounding voice)!

Then, apparently, on her neverending quest to totally humiliate me and tarnish my good name, she made me wear this:

Howloween or not, I do not appreciate being dressed up. So I gave her this look:

....and then I ate the tail.

HA!

Woos truly,

Mars Bar

P.S. Please forgive the mess in the background - we are making room for my new bro's crate...and somehow that translates to clothing and suitcases being in the family room. Whatever, Mom!

Woo guessed it!

My little bio brother will be moving in with us on November 3rd! He is from my same bio-Mom and Dad, but a different litter (obviously)! I can't wait to teach him all sorts of fun Sibey things, like Wrestling On The Parents, Eating Stuff That Isn't Food, and Trying To Make Peace With Cats.




Here's a sneak peek of the little dude:

Isn't he just so cute?? Obviously, not as cute as me, because that is impossible, but cute nonetheless. I can't wait!

I told Mom that since he's MY brother, I get to name him...but I need everypup's help. Please take a look at my poll and tell me which name YOU like best!

Licks and love,

Marley

10 DAYS!!

I can't wait, I just can't wait!!!!

Here's a clue...

NOW do you know?!?!

WOO!!
Mars Bar

12 Days!

This is so exciting, everypup! My good bud Tubey knows what's up, but can the rest of you guess? MOST EXCITING DAY EVER!

Mars Bar

A Thank Woo

I would like to extend my sincere thanks to my good buds SGT Zim, Tubey, and Ms. Hollybollyboo for sticking up for me. My mom attempted to dirty my good name on Sibernet by insinuating that I was less than the perfect, loving, adorable ANGEL of a pup that I am, and these three pups quickly rose to my defense. I am considering taking legal action in light of this atrocity...as well as severing my mom's connection to the internet. Bad human!

I will leave you with an old picture of myself, snuggling up in the corner of my yard, before my mean, nasty parents tore part of it up to put in their concrete patio. Now I have to be on a human leash all the time, because they had new grass laid out, which has netting and tasty hay on top of it. I want to eat the hay, and for some reason, this makes my parents mad. They better put up that fence back up soon, or else I am sending smoke signals to the ASPCA. This is cruelty!!!!!



Wooooo.
Marls

Monday Chaos - I am the Master!

So.....everypup will enjoy this one.

Mom came home yesterday, all grumpy because of the stinky wet weather, as well as the fact that she and Dad just had a new patio put in....which required taking down part of the fence temporarily...which means that I always have to be on a lead...and guess what, pups - I REFUSE TO POOP ON A LEAD!!!!!

Oh yeah, not a chance. Take me to my poop zone all you want...I'm not gonna go if I'm hooked up to a darn thing. I don't wanna! Mom and Dad put a temporary hook in the ground just for the sole purpose of fooling me into thinking I'm not on a leash...which I'm starting to get used to...but it's still annoying! I don't hook them up to anything when they go to the bathroom! I want my yard back!!!! Furthermore...they DUG UP my original poop corner to put in the patio. Talk about ruining some great memories!

I was sitting in my crate during human dinner, since Mom's friend Mo broke my gate this weekend and they cannot sequester me in another room for the time being, and while Mom was cleaning up, she left the door to the garage open a smidge. And the actual garage door itself was open. And the kitties are sneaky. Mom rushed to kick it closed with her foot, and thought all was well. She let me back out, then went in the kitchen to bake cookies. But GUESS WHAT - the door to the garage was STILL OPEN - and the kitties ran out! They are not outdoor kitties...just indoor...so that is not a good thing. Loki ran in right away, but Bones was long gone. Mom and Dad ran around outside in the rain, in the dark, with a weak flashlight, looking for Bones...but she's black, so that was not easy. She was nowhere to be found. But...as you saw in yesterday's blog...I ALWAYS know where the kitties are, so they hooked me up to a lead and took me outside. All I wanted to do was lay down, so they hooked me up to the in-ground lead, and ran around the front one last time...

...and here's where the absolute stupidity of humans comes out to shine!

EVERYSIBE'S HUMAN KNOWS THAT YOU CANNOT LEAVE A SIBE UNATTENDED IN AN UN-FENCED ENVIRONMENT. A stake in the ground is not enough to hold a determined husky!! Not even for 3 minutes!!

So...I taught them a lesson.

Bones happened to be hiding in the bushes in the back, and as soon as my idiot people left, I started yelling at her for being outside. I wiggled out of my collar, broke free, and chased her into the front yard, where she disappeared into the night. Mom and Dad stood there stunned, while I did major zoomies in our yard, the neighbor's yard, all of the yards across the street, and even in the middle of the street. Mom was screaming, Dad was screaming at her to shut up, and I was laughing and running. Dad tackled me on the neighbor's porch and carried me back. I thought it was hilarious.

Mom was trying not to have a heart attack.

Bones was still gone. But she came back eventually :)

And I am back to looking out windows...waiting for the fence to be repaired.

I am full of tricks, and I want more treats!

Here is a jack-o-dog of me to enjoy:

Love,

Marls

Sitka and Tia Interview!

I had so much fun doing my interview with Tubey, and I asked my pals Sitka and Tia to interview me as well:

1. Where is your most favorite place to go with your humans? I LOVE going to Viking Park, a decent walk from our house. There are so many smells, animals, other pups and people there!! I love it! Next to that, Petsmart, b/c I always get something really cool when I leave!

2. So, your first birthday should be coming up here in 6 weeks or so, do you have any big plans brewing?? I told my Mom and Dad that I'd like a huge bash for my first b-day, so we shall see! I know Mom has some tricks (and treats!) up her sleeve for that time. Hopefully my girlfriend Lexi and my good friend Miller can come celebrate!

3. Loki and Bones (from Tia) - I love to hid behind a door and pounce Sitka when she least expects it. What has been your best plot to pounce Marley? We wait until he's asleep. That stupid dog has so much energy that he seems to have some sixth sense, knowing where we are at all times! Loki likes Marley a bunch, but Bones is NOT at all a fan of Marley, probably because she had a pretty rough life at the beginning, with some not so good encouters. So Bones will hide on a kitchen chair, hidden by the tablecloth, then smack Marley as he walks by.

4. Tia and I both love to wear red. Is there any color that you prefer over the other? I love color brown. Isn't that silly? My collar and leash are brown and blue, but I also have a brown/yellow/red lupine collar and leash for big walkies. Of course, I ate my collar on the third day that I had it, so my Mom needs to send it back and get a replacement, but that's neither here nor there.

5. What is your most favorite treat? Pedigree Marrobones. I really love them. I mean, I really really really really love them. Plus they have lots of good vitamins!

Thanks Sitka and Tia!!

Love and Licks,
Marley and "The Girls"

R.I.P. Bunny (??-2007)

Last night, I did it.

I killed a bunny.

Mom and Dad were horrified. They took me out for the last potty of the evening, and I was doing some zoomies, and the next thing they knew, a bunny was shooting out from under a tree. And I chased it, into the only area of the yard with no lighting. And they heard the fence rattle, which apparently made them relieved, but then they heard a loud squeal, and they were NOT relieved, and then I did more zoomies with the bunny in my mouth, and I would not let Mom and Dad near me, because bunny was MINE.

Eventually they fooled me with the sound of food in a bowl...and Dad put on some rubber gloves and got two plastic bags and laid the bunny to rest in the garbage. They didn't know what else to do.

Then I hid under the bed:

To top it all off, Mom got really sick and spent the night on the bathroom floor. So she is not at work today. Go figure.

HAPPY MONDAY!

Marls

Interview with Tubey

Tubey had an awesome interview on his page, and he offered to interview other pups, so I jumped at the chance. Take a look!

1. Why are humans so stupid? This is a really difficult question to answer. It's like the "chicken or the egg" question. I think it's because they don't work in packs, like us. If they could just get over it and pick an alpha, then work together, they'd be fine. But they're all stubborn, and therefore stupid. That's why they created money, because they can't get over it and just help eachother, they feel the need to get personal gain. Also, they're not fluffy, so I think they're mad that they're all ugly and furless. I know I would be mad and therefore stupid if I was as ugly as people. They don't have a built in heating and cooling system like pups...so they have to wear clothes...and then some of them get confused and put the clothes on us pups...but we already have a fur coat! I'm starting to feel bad for humans.

2. What's your best food stealing story? This is awesome, and it JUST happened the other week. Mom baked a cake from scratch, and just finished putting the frosting on it, then set it on a platter close to the wall on the counter. I had been realllllly decievingly good throughout the process, no begging or anything, just sprawled out on the floor. Mom went to the bathroom (which I also find to be stupid because they spend all of this $$ on building rooms to potty in...don't they know that that's what the "outside" is for?!), and when she came out, I had a face full of cake. I was super sneaky and used the dishwasher as leverage to lift myself up to get to the cake. I am awesome.

3. Do you mind having your nails trimmed? Uh, YEAH, are you crazy?!

4. Are you dressing up for Howl-o-ween? Yes, going back to the stupidity of humans. Mom bought me a devil costume. She thinks it looks awesome. I think it's dumb, and I'm hoping to pee on it so that she'll take it off.

5. What do you do when your humans come home smelling like other dogs? I get really excited...and then I try to hump them. They really don't like that.


OK - that was fun! Now check it out (pasted from Turbo's site):

Here's the rules if you want me to interview you:
1. If you are interested in being interviewed, leave me a comment saying, 'interview me.'
2. I will respond by posting five questions for you. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will update your blog with a post containing your answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

What does the Siberspace say about WOO?

Hawoo everypup!

I'm sorry for not writing in a while...my humans have been sort of "out of it" as Mom had emergency surgery, and they found out that the biped puppy won't be coming this time around, so I've been working hard at being super fluffy and cute and cuddly to make things better for them.

But on to more fun things...

Look what I found on the Internet....Googlism! It tells you all sorts of stuff about yourself that you didn't already know...check out what it said about me (I'll just list a few):

marley is caribbean's ambassador to morrocco
marley is the shizzy
marley is this love
marley is more alive than ever
marley is out of the office
marley is recognized worldwide as a god
marley is the fictitious rocky mountain town of snowdon
marley is just a poster on someone else's wall
marley is still the undisputed king of reggae
marley is a king
marley is an australian shepherd (Uhm...)
marley is dead (WHAT?!)
marley is ever living (phew!)
marley is a sweet american staffordshire terrier (NO!!!)
marley is the most regal of all the cats (OK...THAT IS IT!!!!!!!!!)

Well, as you can see, the Internet has lots of Malicious lies out there (as well as some cool ones!), so let me set the record straight for all of you:

Marley is a fluffy, cute, blue-eyed, red-coated Siberian Husky who loves to run, play with ropes and cuzzes, snuggle on human beds, and give LOTS of kisses.

Don't believe the hype on the Net, everypup!!

What does Siberspace say about YOU??

Licks,
Marls

Owie!!

Today has been very disappointing, everypup.

It started off great...woke up early after sleeping in the human bed (yay!)...went outside to potty, came in and played with squeekies, had some breakfast (with bananas - THANKS HOLLY!!)...all great stuff for a Sunday!

But then, it happened.

Mom took me for big walkies, and we went to Viking Park, as usual. We passed Roxy the Sibe's house on the way. Roxy was outside with her parents, and I was SO EXCITED! Mom and Roxy's parents decided that we could play a little bit on leash, so they brought us together, and then it happened....Roxy ATE my face!!!! LOOK:
I was so surprised that I cried a little bit and backed away. Roxy's Mom and Dad were really upset. I guess as Roxy is getting more mature (she's a dignified 11 year old lady!), she gets a bit jealous when other pups get attention around her, so she took it out on me. I guess Roxy and I won't be friends anymore - it's really sad! And my snout HURTS!!

So, Mom and I finished our walkies, then came home. Mom cleaned my wound so it wouldn't get infected and gave me some ice cubes to chew on (I love ice cubes!!) I was still pretty upset, so I decided to take advantage of the situation and sit on the top of the couch like a cat:



Then I got sick of being sad and attacked Mom with smiles and kisses (notice Dad in the background watching football...AGAIN):


By the way, pups - did you notice my new Lupine collar? I love it - it's a fall pattern! I love fall, and so does Mom!

We're off to PetSmart now to get some new toys - I guess this day isn't THAT bad, after all!

Licks,
Mars Bar

I am awesome.

Listen to this, pups...

This morning, I did something awesome. I Destroyed Expensive Human Property.

Oh, this was a doozy.

Mom let me out to go potty at 6 am, then had the audacity to jump in the shower in the meantime - WITHOUT FEEDING ME FIRST. WHAT!!!! I punished her as I saw fit, digging a massive hole in the *very* muddy ground. Then, when she came to feed me in her fresh work clothes, I went to give her a "two paws up!" greeting, right on her stomach! Unfortunately, she saw me coming, and closed the door before I could get to her. I left my signature on the door instead. She yelled something to Dad that sounded a lot like "KEVINGETOVERHERETHEMARSHASMUDALLOVERHIMANDI'MLATEFORWORKYOUGOTTACLEANHIMUP!!!"

And she left.

Did Dad come right away?

No.

He waited...half an hour.

So....I ate his Brand New Grill.

His Brand New, Never Used, Very Expensive Grill. I actually just yanked the cover off of it and chewed through a wire, but that still renders it unuseable.

Dad is pretty upset with me. I say it's sufficient punishment for gross negligence. We'll see if I'm ever ignored for that long again!!!!!

Proudly yours,
Mars Bar

Football Sunday and other boring biped things

Hawoo, everypup!

Today is the first offical Sunday of football season, and I think it's dumb. Dad sits and watches that stupid box all day long, which I find to be annoying. How can he even tell what is happening? I got sick of not getting all the attention, so I started moping about again, hoping to get some biped attention. It was beWOOtiful outside today, and I really don't understand why humans would want to sit INSIDE to watch other humans play OUTSIDE. That doesn't make sense. I will tell you that I like football because the whole point is to grab the ball and keep it away from the other people, then run AWAY. If humans love football so much, why do they want ME to fetch? They should call it SIBEball!

Anywoo, Dad kept watching his stupid TV, so I went up to Mom and asked her why she was watching the evil TV when she could be playing with cute and (sorta) fluffy me...

"Mom...come take me on big walkies!! My cuteness is too much to resist!"

Mom, Dad and I ended up going to another biped couple's house, and they have a big English Lab named Miller. Miller and I like eachother a lot, unless there are bones involved. Then Miller doesn't want to share, and I get mad.

The friends also have a miniature biped, who is a little less than twice my age...15 months! She is lots of fun! Apparently, there will be a little biped moving into OUR house in 7 months (hence the "morning sickness" in my last post). Mom and Dad weren't expecting the miniature biped to move in so soon, but they said something about their eating honey and looking at the moon trip, so I think they bought one there. Who knows.

Anywoo, have a good night, everypup!

Licks,

Marls