Happy Mother's Day

Just a quick post today to wish all the Mom's out there (canine and human), a Happy Mother's Day. And a special thank you to my Mom, the greatest Mom in the world. I greeted her this morning with a special "woooooo". Then I jumped up on the bed and gave her a ton of husky kisses. At one point she asked me to stop so that she could get some air. As soon as she was done breathing, I was back to kissing her. Boy do I love her.

To all you dogs out there, please be sure to extra specially nice to your moms today. They deserve it for putting up with all our antics.

In closing, here is a picture of me giving my Mommy a smooch, followed by a picture of us hugging.

Later,
Althea

My Triumphant Return

Hey pups, remember me? It's your old pal Althea. Yes I'm back and better than ever. I decided I needed and little break from blogging, well the real story is that Mom & Dad have been too busy to help me. Not that they have been busy with anything important or fun (at least not fun by my standards).

First order of business, in my last blog a left you all with a little game to play, Who's Who. Well "the cutest boy husky in the world", Zim of the Ao4 had no problem determining which pictures was me and which pictures was Raisa. I hope you guys enjoyed my little game. Dad and I sure had fun picking out the pictures.

So to give you a quick update on the happenings around my corner of the dog park, here is a quick summary of what I've been up to.

• My Mom had a week off from school, so the Doofus and I got to hang out with her all week long except for when she was painting the doors upstairs. For some reason she didn't trust me to help her and I was stuck downstairs. The Doofus got to hang out with her though. Totally unfair.
• We had a bunch of people, including one little human and one little bitty human, at our house for Easter. I helped the little human find all the colorful Easter Eggs but he didn't share any of the treats with me. It was lots of fun. My Cuz Riley came to hang out too. We had lots of fun, except for the fact that he kept stealing my My Bad Cuz. He didn't even play with it the right way. He just walked around with it in his mouth. Labs, they'll never be as smart as Huskies.
• The Doofus and I got to go to Camp Bow Wow for a weekend while Mom & Dad went down to Virginny for the a wedding. It was raining on Sunday when they picked us up and when we got home, Mom & Dad started say bad words. Seems with all the rain, the basement had turned into a big swimming pool, complete with 2 feets of water. Doofus and I don't go in the basement so it wasn't a big deal for us but the poor Spencer and Delilah were sitting around with their legs crossed cause their litter box is in the basement and with all the water it was floating around down there and they couldn't get to it. Dad spent the next two days home getting all the water out and getting the thing that keeps the house warm and the thing that makes the water hot fixed up. Thank Dog they got the latter fixed cause Dad was starting to smell a bit funky.
• Dad has been slacking off on taking us to the dog park. Instead of our usually four trips per weekend we have been lucky to get two. Dad says that this is cause the weather is nicer and there is more daylight so he can now take us during the week after work. However there haven't been many trips to the DP after work either. I'm starting to get really annoyed about this. I think Dad and I need to have a little chat about taking care of my needs instead of sitting around reading children's books, what a dork.
• Speaking of dorks or Doofuses as the case may be. My floppy eared doofus brother Lares got in big trouble last week at the dog park. There was a Soft Coated Wheaten Terrier named Wallace that was paying bit too much attention to Lares for his liking. Lares tried to warn him with a little growling but Wallace was persistent. Lares finally decided that enough was enough and showed him who the boss is. Fortunately there wasn't any blood but I think Wallace learned his lesson. Boy, Dad was mad, he grabbed Lares by the collar and dragged him right out to the car. People at the park were joking that normally I'm the one that gets put in the penalty box, I didn't think this was as funny as they did.

Well I think that about brings everyone up to speed on what's been going on since my last blog. I do have some good news, it looks like the Doofus and I are getting to go to Virginny next week with Mom & Dad. They are going down to visit Dad's sister and his parents will be there too. They were thinking about sending us to camp for the weekend but my Aunt said we could come for a visit. I'm hoping that I will run into Poseidon cause he lives in that section of the dog park. Hey Poseidon if your out there, let me know where your dog park is.

Later,
Althea

Puppy Pictures and Twins

Hey it's me, your favorite Red & White Sibe, well aside from Zim, Amber, Indy, Meeshka, Turbo, Raisa and Sooky. Wow there are alot of Red & White Sibe bloggers out there. It's been awhile since my last post. Dad has been rather busy lately. You may remember from one of my previous posts that Dad got a new job. Well it turns out that he decided to stay at the place he has been working at. They offered him a new type of job that is much more his style and the best part is, he will not have to travel at all once he starts this new position in a couple months. On top of that, they are going to give him more of that green papery stuff that humans are always so concerned about. Maybe now Mom & Dad will buy me a new bed, one without any holes in it. That way I can chew new holes in it.

Well on to more important stuff. Recently a lot of you husky bloggers have been posting pictures of yourselves as puppies. Unfortunately, like most of the Ao4, I'm adopted so my parents don't have any puppy pics of me. Too bad cause I was really cute. Well Dad and I were catching up on reading every ones blogs and came across this post from Raisa. We started scrolling down to see the English version (our Portuguese is not very good) and saw this cool picture of our friend.

Dad said to me, "Hey PoPo (that's one of my many nicknames, I'll explain some other time) it looks just like you. You two could be twins". I checked it out and had to agree. Dad keep reading the post and discovered that not only do me and Raisa look alike, we have both made the mistake of peeing on our parents beds.

So I thought we would play a little game called "Who's Who". The goal of the game is look at two pictures and decide which is me and which is Raisa. First an easy one:

You should be able to get this one:

This one is a little bit trickier:

Getting tougher now:

You've got no chance on this one:

Hope you enjoyed our little game. In picking out pictures for this game we were checking out Raisa's pictures on Flickr and came across some great pictures of her as a puppy. Mom thinks that since we look so much alike that they should print them out and pretend that they are really pictures of me as a puppy and show all their friends.

Later,
Althea

Althea 2, Dyson Creature 0

So of you may remember the story I told in one of my first few posts on my blog. It was about my battle with the dreaded dyson creature. You can refresh your memory by clicking here. This happened shortly after I came to live with my parents in my furever home. Dad was not too happy about me tangling with the dyson creature, he so thing about getting electrocuted or something like that. Well Dad must be some kind of vet cause he fixed the dyson creature right up as you can see from the photo of it's bandaged tail.

After my first battle with the dyson creature I decided to try to live in harmony with it. We've managed to get along fairly well until recently. I've grown tired of the dyson creature sucking up all my strategically placed fur and disturbing my naps with its noises. I was recently rereading some of the Army of Four's posts and came across an interesting one. It was one of their cool "Sunday Salute" editions. The one that caught my interest was about their friend Brynne. Brynne had sent the Ao4 and e-mail and pictures about how she killed the dyson creature at her house. Apparently you have to go for the heart. This sounded like a great way to finally put an end to the dyson creature.

Now I normally don't have a chance to attack the dyson creature as Dad keeps a close eye on my nowadays after the previous "incident". The dyson creature spends most of its time in its den (or closet as you maybe more familiar with). Yesterday however I noticed Dad walking around with the dyson creature's heart (apparently it is removable for cleaning). After cleaning it he left it in the spot on the counter where the dishes are left to dry as you can see in this picture.

Now I've been know to partake of some counter surfing occasionally but this was well beyond my reach. So I decided I had to enlist some help. I thought about asking the floppy eared doofus, but realized he is too much of a goody two shoes and his counter surfing ability is even less than mine. My next thought was my feline siblings. They are pretty agile and I've seen them up on the counter numerous times. Now I will not divulge which of my siblings assisted in this mission, just in case Dad reads this. I may enjoy destroying stuff once in a while but you will never hear it said that I'm a tattle tail. So lets just say my accomplice assisted me by moving the dyson creature's heart from the drying rack to the floor, where I immediately set to work. The following are pictures of my handy work.

Needless to say Dad has already brought the dyson creature back to life. I guess he gave it a heart transplant or something cause it was roaring around the house, sucking up my fur yesterday.

Later,
Althea

Spencer and Stickers

So I thought that today I would take the time to respond to some of the comments on my recent posts. First, in regards to yesterday's post, Sunday Treats, my Cuzin Riley asked it Spencer really did eat the Snausages in a Blanket. The answer to that question would be a big yes. Seems that Spencer has a real hankering for them. Mom said that he looked like he was possessed, he just had to have some. Mom had to break it into smaller pieces so that he wouldn't choke on it (thanks for the warning Holly). The little bugger just couldn't get enough of them.

Second, based on the last picture, Zim of the Ao4 asked if Spencer was actually getting a treat before me. The answer to that question, I'm sorry to say is also yes. Mom was so amused by the fact that Spencer, a cat, was so interested in dog treats, he got a treat before me. Of course the big suck-up Lares also got a treat before me too. He is such a doofus, he gets treats first just cause he sits first. Then if he really wants a treat he'll put his front paws on Mom or Dad. They fall for this nonsense everytime. I believe that I deserve treats just for being me, not for the stoopid "tricks" I can do. Spencer is one wierd cat and he seems to becoming stranger as he gets older. I tell you more about his recent antics some other time.

On Saturday, I posted about the cool Stormy Magnet that we have on our fridge. A couple huskies noticed the cool "If it's not a husky, it's just a dog" sticker that we also have on the fridge and wanted to know where we got it. I asked Dad where we got it from. He said that it came in a "goodie bag" from the Tails of the Tundra Siberian Husky Rescue fundraiser we went to back in September called Tails on the Trails. Lares is a TOTTSHR Alumni and he got to be in the Alumni Parade. You can see some pics of him here with Dad. At the end of the parade they got a goodie bag with cools stuff for huskies and cool stuff for husky parents, like the cool sticker on our fridge. So Dad doesn't know where the sticker came from exactly but he was determined that all husky parents should have this cool sticker. And guess what, he found this cool website that not only sells the cool stickers but also has cool shirts, mugs, and magnets with the cool husky logo.

Later,
Althea

Sunday Treats

Mom & Dad went out for their usual Sunday trip to the supermarket. Normally they only get stuff for themselves but this time they came back with treats for the Doofus and me and apparently Spencer too. Mom had a coupon for these cool new treats called Snausages in a Blanket. They are cheese and beef flavored and very tasty. Doofus and I were quickly at attention.

"Whatcha got Moms?"

"Yummy, Snausages in a Blanket, my favorite"

"Apparently they're not just for dogs, cats love em too"

"Hey Mom, how about give me one of those DOG TREATS?"

Later,
Althea

Odds and Ends

Not much to report today, just a few quick items.

You might remember awhile back that I was complaining about the fact that Work is Stoopid. You might also remember that I've mentioned a few times that my Dad was going for interviews for a new job. Well good news. They have finally offered him a job and it looks like he is going to take it. Supposedly there will be less travel so that will make everyone happy. Dad certainly seems to be in a better mood since he found out. Now if only he could have found a new job that would let me go to work with him.

Back in October I posted about meeting some Malamute puppies at the dog park. Well I hadn't seen Freya and Loki since that first meeting, until yesterday. We got to the park and I immediately noticed that in addition to my husky pal, Sabrina, there were some other northern breed dogs at the park. I quickly investigated and discovered that it was Freya and Loki. Boy have they grown. They are both bigger than me and they are only 10 months old. Poor Loki had shaved spots on his front legs and belly. My Dad told me later that Loki's mom told him that Loki eat part of a towel and had to have it surgically removed. Fortunately he is doing better now. Too bad Dad didn't have his camera with him to get some pics, maybe next time.

On a last note, Dad and I made a cool discovery in our kitchen the other day. Here is a picture of our fridge. Mom & Dad have all kinds of pics and stuff on it so they use magnets to hold the stuff on. So Dad said to me, "Althea we have a picture of Stormy on our fridge". I was very excited and quickly located the picture, which is actually a magnet that Dad bought a couple years ago at a fundraiser for Tails of the Tundra Siberian Husky Rescue.

"Can you find Stormy on my fridge?"

"How about if we get a little closer?"

"If you can't find her now, you are just blind"

Pretty cool huh. I really looks like her except the eyes are switched around. And check it out she is right next to the cool sticker that says "If it's not a husky, it's just a dog" (sorry to all you other breeds out there).

Well that's it for today. I'm about ready for another trip to the dog park, gotta go wake Dad up.

Later,
Althea