Questionably Fabulous

Just received this lovely email from my lil guy.  I miss him so very much.  BOB THE DOG……is so great!  My people love me to death!! The lady you gave me to is over the moon about me, and even her husband is too.  I am now officially a big squirrl hunter, it took me a while to hone [...]

(Just got an email from Bob… Here’s what he had to say for himself…)

This is Bob Marley Dog signing on to bid you all So Long, Fare Well, Auf Wiedersehen, Adieu (sound of music song). This will be my last blog for a long while. Perhaps I will write sporadically, but I’ve graduated from Questionably Fabulous University and have gotten another job. Now I am Chief Patrolman for a 50 Acre Horse Farm.

Dear Readers, You know by now that my name is Bob Marley Dog but did you know that I need a new place to call home? AC is really sad about having to give me up but I know it’s best that she and my dad move to London without me. I just wouldn’t be able to [...]

My cousin Cooper is going through a rough patch… This is him just after lots of shots and lots of blood being taken for tests and stuff… Turns out that my lil buddy has an immune disease which causes his blood to not clot correctly.

Please say a lil prayer for my buddy.

So here is like, the God of all Dogs who Blog… Let me rephrase… I am the ONLY dog that my mom and I know about who actually writes their own blog but this dog is much famous-er than me cause his mom is much famous-er than my mom. As far as blogs go anyway, cause lets face it, my mom’s a pretty f-ing big deal.
I digress, just click on this blog, read it and sympathize with me people. I’m having a very Questionably Fabulous day!

We had an unexpected visitor at our place for Friday night dinner. Click on the title to read who it was!

~ By Bob Marley Dog

I think sometimes my brother and sister walk around my yard and do this… only is not cow poop… It’s my poop… LOL

CLICK ON TITLE TO SEE THE PICTURE – IT’S NOT GROSS

Work Out Time ~ QF Dog

Mom and Aunty Brooke love working out. I decided that I wanted to go too and to let them know (since they don’t understand my growls, purring and barks) I’d put on some sweats… How do I look?

CLICK ON TITLE TO SEE PICTURE OF BOB MARLEY THE WORK OUT DOG!

I’m So Worried ~ QF Dog

Holy Wow ~ QF Dog

Sleepy Time ~ QF Dog

After writing my last blog about Charlie’s clothes etc Mom took me home and pointed out that I actually have more clothes than just my Santa Outfit and Bomber Jacket.  You be the judge – I’m not so sure. 

This is tragic.  http://thepioneerwoman.com/2009/06/im_sorry_charlie.html I’m so jealous that this guy has actual clothes.  I mean, mom puts me in my bomber jacket when its cold out and I have the Santa Outfit for Christmas but that is it.  Dad calls my studded collar my casual wear, I have my blue collar for formal occasions and [...]

I blame my mother – but then again, don’t we all?  Thing is, she trained me to eat bugs.  I know, tasty, I shouldn’t complain…  But seriously, she did.  She hates them and when she sees them she shreaks, it is a very distinct yelp and that is my clue to Jack Russel jump after [...]

I love that my little brother protects our house as fiercely as I do.  I don’t love that he is a cat, but at least he’s on the prowl. Hot Cat on a Non-Tin Roof   This is Boog Man watching the neighbor’s cat and giving him the “you better not even think about coming [...]

Most dogs like to ride in the car with their head hanging out of the window.  I like to do this too but only when driving locally – like to the store and stuff where I’m likely to be able to see other dogs and bark at them…  Or when I get to protect my [...]

Mom and Dad got married…  Its all legit now, we’re a family.  And I’m slowly accepting my sister and brother-in-law, Crude & Booger.    But this picture of my father cheating on all three of us while on his honeymoon is plain old disgusting.    I disown him.   

Does this dog look happy to you?  Chuck is my idol and this is one of my favorite pictures of him…  I told mom that he was the luckiest dog in the world and how come she never dumps pasta onto my head like that and she said that once my blog helps pay her bills [...]

I strongly feel that anything within reach of me and that smells like me is mine.  And I think that the rest of the canine species would agree.  So how come I get in trouble when I destroy stuff that falls into both of those categories?  There is a rug under my crate.  And my [...]