tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50746407570421907192024-03-13T09:36:04.862-04:00Floppy Tongue JoyI, Reuben, is a incredibly handsome wiener dog full of floppy tongue joy! These is my adventures. MINE! And yes, I has a typewriter.Reubenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14479352810739077415noreply@blogger.comBlogger183125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074640757042190719.post-46335870697385382802013-08-28T22:26:00.000-04:002013-08-28T22:26:10.820-04:00Where to find me - ReubenFriends, on account of the eleventy thousand hours per day that my mama leaves me alone to go do works and schools, I would like to direct you to <a href="https://www.facebook.com/floppytonguejoy" target="_blank">my Face Books page</a>. Face Books is a medium that allows me to do a photo update that is very fast. Just like me on my correct-sized legs!<br />
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So if you is having a Face Books, please click <a href="https://www.facebook.com/floppytonguejoy" target="_blank">here, on Reuben's Face Books page</a>, to be connected to my beautiful words of wisdoms.<br />
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Reubenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14479352810739077415noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074640757042190719.post-15405973654582724752013-08-17T21:38:00.000-04:002013-08-17T21:38:40.208-04:00Reuben's week in photos <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Actually this is kind of my "week in Face Books photos," since many of these has already been posted to <a href="https://www.facebook.com/floppytonguejoy" target="_blank">my Face Books page</a> and possibly even <a href="https://twitter.com/FloppyTongueJoy" target="_blank">my Twitters</a>. </div>
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<br />Maybe you is noticing how all of these pictures is in doors. That is because it has been raining for about eleventy days, and also because Mama is very good at forgetting her flashy box when we takes walks. <div>
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In conclusions, I has some *kind of* good newses. The newses is, Mama gotted promotion at work! That means she is allowed to work twice as many hours as she was before. I no has an understand for WHY this is a good thing. Something about having more monies to buy treats and chewies for Reuben, I thinks. Ok, actually it makes perfect sense. Also, on Monday she is starting classes again, which involves lots of listening to lectures and typing of boring things on the computer, hogging up all the interwebs and leaving none for me. And since I does my best writings when I is sitting in her lap, there will be less dogblogging, Face Booking and Twittering for me, Reuben. Already I was slacking in my dogblogging responsibilities, but now the lap I so badly need will be absent much more :( </div>
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Reubenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14479352810739077415noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074640757042190719.post-62779572618396988292013-08-07T22:17:00.000-04:002013-08-07T22:17:13.249-04:00Some big Newses for Humpy Day<br />
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Greetings friends, I has been away for many years, or possibly even days. I has a sorry for this, but as you will see, there was a developing situation which I touched on in <a href="http://floppytonguejoy.blogspot.com/2013/08/what-french-toast-is-going-on-here.html" target="_blank">my last blog post</a> that required me, a camera, and....<br />
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You heared right, I gots THREE PIGGIES all for my personal self! Remember when Mama wented away and left me home with Daddy for eleventy thousand days? She promised me a piggy and now Daddy has, in fact, delivered threefold on the promise! Ok, maybe the piggies live out at the farm, and maybe they no is "technically" mine, but they was going to become mine after I exhibited my braveries to them.<br />
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It is because my pigges escaped. ALL THREE OF THEMS. Like 5 minutes after Daddy gotted them out of the car. They went into the pigpen and then right out of a little hole in the fence. And they ranned away!<br />
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Additionally, Daddy tooked Mama's car to go pick up the piggies, because his car needs tires and no has legalities or something, and he had to drive Far Away. On the way home they farted, pooped and throwed up in Mama's back seat. Oh, and also they was riding in MY crate, so now it has been defiled by <i>bovinus exodus</i>.<br />
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All week Daddy has been going out the farm and doing pig huntings. He caughted one of them (the one that People Sister named Diamondneck), and to no one's surprise he escaped AGAIN. There is now approximately eleventy pounds of future bacons wandering around in the woods behind the farm.<br />
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They's tolded all the neighbors, and Animal Control, and they gotted pig trap from animal control too. My favorite pig retrieval idea so far is getting another piggy with a GPS collar, turning it loose in the woods, and hoping that it will lead us to the other piggies and no get picked up by a falcon or something. They is very little piggies.<br />
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Daddy finded pig tracks in the woods today, so they is still around. Can you believe that Gretchen and Daisy is good pig herders?! THEY IS! They helped with the Diamondneck recapture, so I is thinking that it must be pretty easy to herd pigs. I is all ready to go out to the woods and hunt down some piggies. Right after my nap.<br />
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I will keep you informed of these situations as they develop! In other newses, you may be remembering a dignified senior dog named <a href="http://floppytonguejoy.blogspot.com/2013/07/adoption-fair.html" target="_blank">Mr. Snoots</a> that Mama and People sister meeted at the<a href="http://floppytonguejoy.blogspot.com/2013/07/adoption-fair.html" target="_blank"> adoption fair</a>. Well, People Sister was falling kind of in love with hims. And Mama was thinking that maybe we would be adopting his personal self. Mr. Snoots is 17 years old. When Mama explained to People Sister that we maybe would has to let him to go Rainbow Bridge soon on account of his extreme seniorness, she began to cry and cry. And also the next day. And the day after that. Sometimes she still cries about losing our kitty Kanga, who wented to Rainbow Bridge 2 years ago. She says she no wants to adopt Mr. Snoots because she no can handle the idea of maybe losing him soon. Mama and people sister is planning to do a visiting of him soon in his foster home, which is likely the place he will stay since his foster mom loves him a big, whole lot and already was thinking of keeping him.<br />
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This is Reuben, wishing you a very Happy Humpy Day.<br />
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<br />Reubenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14479352810739077415noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074640757042190719.post-89563807046751425222013-08-03T00:13:00.000-04:002013-08-03T00:14:28.130-04:00What the French Toast is going on here....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Friends, I has some highly interesting and unusual newses involving the aforepictured picture. However.... I no can tells you yet, so now I would like to welcome you to a segment I may or no may be calling<br />
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Yes friends, it was adoption fair for<a href="http://www.almosthomerescue.org/available/available.htm" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;"> Almost Home Dachshund Rescue</span></a>! I has already been adopted, of course, so this no is the place for me. Mama does some website works for Almost Home, which is like <i>nothing</i> compared to all of the hard works that the foster moms does. In fact, one of the foster mamas has <b>22 dachshunds</b> right now. Does you know how many we has? One. Me, Reuben. And I sleeps most of the time and I always go potty outside. However, despite the Rule of One I has instituted in my house, People Sister became very enamored of a certain Mr. Snoots today:<br />
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Mr. Snoots has become something of a<a href="http://www.digtriad.com/life/community/pets/2therescue/article/292338/355/Mr-Snoots" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;"> local celebrity</span></a> here in Greensboro, NC. At the very dignified age of approximately eleventy thousand years old, he finded himself in a shelter after being liberated from a horrible puppy mill. As if this no was bad enough, a shelter volunteer accidentally putted a very big dog in the same area as Mr. Snoots, who attacked his personal self. Oh, the humanities! Mr. Snoots suffered a broken leg and now you can see his little blue cast on his back right leg in the photo above. Also he losted ALL of his tooths in that despicable puppy mill. Frankly I has a jealous at seeing this picture of People Sister with Mr. Snoots, but she really really really loved him, like a whole lot, and since I is Mama's boy I guess I is ok with that. Anyways, Mama is thinking hard that she may want to take him home to live in Reuben's very own house! Oh, even more humanities! I will keep a close eye on this situation as it develops.<br />
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Also at the adoption fair was 3 dogs who was just rescued by<span style="color: blue;"> <a href="http://www.fureverfriendsnc.org/advocacy/" target="_blank">Unchain Forsyth</a></span>, a local group that raises monies and gets volunteers to build fences for peoples who no has enough monies for dog fences. That means that dogs who was living on chains outside now gets to has <i>no more chains</i>. It is a beautiful thing. So these volunteers was building a fence when they looked over into the neighbors' backyard and sawed 3 doxies who was chained up on HORRIBLE, HEAVY chains, 24/7, in all weathers.<br />
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Also they sawed that their mama was chained up on the porch of the trailer, and at first they was only able to rescue her three childrens. But then they wented back and convinced the owner to surrender their mama too.<br />
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So now Almost Home Dachshund Rescue is raising monies to help with their vet bills, since at least two of thems is heartworm positive and they all had to be fully vetted and spayed/neutered. So if you is having a few extra green papers,<a href="http://www.almosthomerescue.org/helpme/helpme.htm" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;"> this is the place where you can donates</span></a> some of them to help Dora, Scrappy and Daisy. </div>
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Here is some more photos from the adoption fair:</div>
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Reubenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14479352810739077415noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074640757042190719.post-47190248201931066902013-07-24T12:56:00.000-04:002013-07-24T12:56:58.792-04:00A musical Humpy DayHello friends, on this auspishious Humpy Day I would like to bring you some beautiful musics. Maybe you no is knowing this about me, but I is a <i>amazing</i> songwriter. In fact, I is writing all of these fantabulous songs that <strike>pop tarts</strike> pop stars is always stealing from me! I has a call in to my lawyer about this travesty. In the meantime, here is just a few of the #1 hits that I has penned.<br />
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Obviously, I was very young when I wroted this song, but I stands firmly behind it as an example of my artistry. This is a rare example of one of my songs being stoled with all of the words to the chorus completely intact (just like I was at this time):<br />
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Of course, Adele has butchered my beautiful song "Reuben Has It." Just listen!<br />
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Terrible. Here is the correct lyricals:<br />
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"Reuben Has It"<br />
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<i>I is big; I sprays my pee on the ground</i><br />
<i>I took my Chewy from you, and now you has a big frown</i><br />
<i>I likes to chew cause it feels good on my tooths</i><br />
<i>Now Reuben has it, and I never needs no excuse</i><br />
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<i>Reuben has it (grrrr)</i><br />
<i>Reuben has it (grrrr)</i><br />
<i>Reuben has it (grrrr)</i><br />
<i>Reuben has it (grrrr)</i><br />
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Next up is a song that I was just a puppy when I wroted it. Of course, the lyricals is wrong again:<br />
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Here is the correct lyricals:<br />
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"Reuben the Magic Dachshund"<br />
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<i>Reuben the magic dachshund lived in a house</i><br />
<i>He liked to frolic on the farm way outside of town</i><br />
<i>He has a floppy tongue and a snaggle tooth</i><br />
<i>And likes to pee on every tree, and has a cat in his house, so back off! </i><br />
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<i>Reuben the magic dachshund lived in a house</i><br />
<i>He liked to frolic on the farm way outside of town</i><br />
<i>He has chewies and beds to keep him satisfied,</i><br />
<i>And to keep his teeth from hurting, because he only has nine of them.</i><br />
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Clearly, friends, I is owed many royalties from all of these hard works. If my lawyer no can work out the logisticals on this one, then I plans to go pee on their legs.Reubenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14479352810739077415noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074640757042190719.post-51000189842848871122013-07-17T22:31:00.000-04:002013-07-17T22:31:37.241-04:00Happy Humpy Day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Reubenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14479352810739077415noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074640757042190719.post-2031669795779192372013-07-14T12:44:00.000-04:002013-07-14T12:47:04.985-04:00Black and White Sundae<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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What does you think I is thinking about here?
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Casey: Yo Dad, can I gets some monies to go to the dog park with my friends?</div>
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Rufus: Well son, you understands that green papers no grows on trees, right?<br />
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Casey: ....<br />
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Rufus: Well, they no does. What does you need monies at the dog park for anyway?<br />
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Casey: To buy treats off of all the peoples Dad, duh!<br />
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Rufus: Son, you no has any idea how lucky you is. Back in my day -<br />
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Casey: Here we goes again - you had to walk five miles uphill both ways in the snows with no booties, right?<br />
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Rufus: No, son. You is too young to remember, but we camed from a puppy mill.<br />
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Casey: Oh....<br />
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Rufus: It was a horrible place that never should exist, ever, anywhere, not even for catses.<br />
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Casey: But we got out, Dad! We is safe now.<br />
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Rufus: Yes son, but there is many more unfortunate dogs who is stucked in puppy mills as we speaks.<br />
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Casey: Hey Dad! Maybe I should give those monies to a rescue group instead of spending it at the dog park!<br />
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Rufus: That is a fine idea, son. You makes me has a proud.<br />
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<i>Dramatic interpretation enacted by Reuben, a senior sort of dachshund, and Casey, a rescue puppy from <a href="http://www.almosthomerescue.org/" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Almost Home Dachshund Rescue</span> </a>who is actually a girl, but looked so much like Reuben that I couldn't resist casting her as Rufus' son. </i>Reubenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14479352810739077415noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074640757042190719.post-60971622664902792622013-07-10T20:55:00.001-04:002013-07-10T22:53:22.816-04:00Humpy Day Wednesday and green papers for BennyI is a little late to the table in talking about all the fun stuffs that is happening to help our friend<a href="http://www.twofrenchbulldogs.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;"> Benny</span></a> this week. Better late than never for foodstuffs, I always says. Especially if they is from Sasha's food truck!<br />
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Madi gots her cool <a href="http://downhomeinnc.blogspot.com/2013/07/scavenger-hunt-for-benny.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">scavenger hunt thingy</span></a> going on, and there's<span style="color: blue;"> <a href="http://frankiefurterprice.blogspot.com/2013/07/benny-is-our-buddy-raffle-items.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Frankie and Ernie's raffle</span></a></span>, <a href="http://chicamom85-sassysasha.blogspot.com/2013/07/bennys-buddies.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Sasha</span></a> has fired up the grill on her food truck and made some French foodstuffs, Lily and Muffin is taking guesses on a candy jar, and let's see, what else there is? Oh yes, <a href="http://www.lassiterchase.blogspot.com/2013/07/games-for-benny-french-bulldog.html" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Lassiter and Benjamin</span></a> is having some games and a giveaway, <a href="http://oskarsblog.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Oskar</span></a> gots a comment-a-thon planned for this Saturday, and.... oh, <a href="http://justustexasdachsies.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Mona</span></a> (and sweet Weenie's spirit) and <a href="http://sargespeaksout.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="color: blue;">Sarge</span></a> has wrapped up their events in support of Benny's medicals. Phew! If I has missed anything, please let me know and I will do an updating.<br />
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***update***My friends at the<a href="http://idahopugranch.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"> Idaho Pug Ranch</a> (who has been reading my book, and I hears that they is liking it!) has kindly informed me of that the Crabby Girls is hosting a Twister Tournament next Humpy Day, also known as 7/17/13), on<a href="http://sargespeaksout.blogspot.com/2013/07/wyatt-on-wednesdayand-twister.html" target="_blank"> Sarge</a>'s dogblog of course.<br />
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Also I wants to get this message out from F&E about the donation logisticals:<br />
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GoFundMe charges MORE for transactions and Fees than PayPal does... AND they do not allow any payment less than $5.00.. </div>
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Mindy Slimmer has volunteered to allow folks to put donations in for Benny .... using HER PayPal Account. Mindy will Pay all Fees HERSELF so any funds going through her account will go 100% directly to Benny/Andrea. It is really simple to make donations using an existing Pay Pal Account. </div>
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<strong><span style="color: #000099;">Using PayPal to add FUNDS for BENNY.... this will go through Mindy Slimmer's PayPal account and she will send every cent on to Andrea/Benny... Mindy is going to pay all the fees herself. PayPal can accommodate any type of currency exchange and convert it to U.S. Dollars. </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="color: #000099;">1. go to YOUR OWN PayPal Account</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="color: #000099;">2. Go to where it says Transfer/Send Funds</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="color: #000099;">3. Enter THIS email address pugsandpurrs(at)gmail(dot)com <wbr></wbr> That is Mindy's account address</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="color: #000099;">4. Enter the amount that you wish to donate.... from $1.00 to.... ????</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="color: #000099;">5. FILL OUT THE COMMENT BOX...with a) Your Name b) what game(s) or activity(s) you are paying for ex. I'm Cloud and I am paying for Sarge's Twister game</span></strong></div>
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And now... here is a gratuitous humpy day picture.<br />
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<br />Reubenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14479352810739077415noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074640757042190719.post-36201562632840095002013-07-07T14:14:00.001-04:002013-07-07T14:19:05.865-04:00Reuben's 6th of July with some rude lady dogs<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Friends, yesterday I had slightly-delayed 4th of July celebration that I has given the highly creative name of "6th of July" to. Me and Mama and Daddy and People Sister wented to Grandpa man's house (which of course is where Gretchen lives), and Great Auntie C camed over with her dog Maisy, and my BFF Daisy camed over from next door. As the only male kind of dog in this arrangement, I thoughted I would get all the attentions. This turned out to NO be true!</div>
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But all of that was forgotted when I gotted THIS:</div>
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Then Daisy gotted sent home because she rudely ated Gretchen's hamburger. Then Gretchen did that thing she does where she goes and stands near Maisy and annoys her, so Maisy started growling at her. Meanwhile, I was content to finish my hot dog and then walk around peeing on many, many things. But then..... THIS started to happen:<br />
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Then I gotted busy looking at my handsome self in the car window.<br />
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Reubenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14479352810739077415noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074640757042190719.post-7589205826841206572013-07-06T17:15:00.001-04:002013-07-06T17:16:11.539-04:00My BFF is back!Yay, it is my BFF!<div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Kv4kXVu4Iug/UdiIuqQkvCI/AAAAAAAADUY/YmQoP86yNz0/s640/blogger-image-1902531922.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Kv4kXVu4Iug/UdiIuqQkvCI/AAAAAAAADUY/YmQoP86yNz0/s640/blogger-image-1902531922.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Mama, can I go outs and play with her?</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fTsOLjWAhHI/UdiI9zBGcgI/AAAAAAAADUg/fIbtSQNahw8/s640/blogger-image--1734048753.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-fTsOLjWAhHI/UdiI9zBGcgI/AAAAAAAADUg/fIbtSQNahw8/s640/blogger-image--1734048753.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Reubenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14479352810739077415noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074640757042190719.post-16615155031256431512013-07-03T13:37:00.001-04:002013-07-03T13:37:06.271-04:00These shoes NO IS made for walkings.Here is my photo essay about a brave wiener dog who was embarassingly forced to wear <i>dog shoes</i> and the heroic way he overcame this indignity.<br />
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<br />Reubenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14479352810739077415noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074640757042190719.post-8204919947538125542013-06-29T23:06:00.000-04:002013-06-29T23:06:14.515-04:00Mama comes home and I surprises her.... unfortunately.I almost no even can believe it - Mama camed BACK!<br />
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Friends, I was beginning to has a worry that she would NEVER come back, after she and people sister left me alone for a WHOLE WEEK with DADDY and HATFIELD.<br />
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The horribly traumatic experience of No Mama ended like this tonight:<br />
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Mama: "Reuben, we're home!"<br />
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Reuben: "Wha.... so.... sleepy.... no can open eyes.... wait OMD it is MAMA!"<br />
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Then she scooped me up and taked me to the couch and she and people sister gaved me lots of rubs and lovins.<br />
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Mama: "Reuben, you smell even stinkier than usual."<br />
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People sister: "Oh, I know what that smell is. It's cow manure."<br />
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And then the next thing I knowed, I was in BATH getting rubbed with Hawaiian shampoos and conditioners! All of my formidible stink went away. And does you know what else went away! Some FLEAS. Yes, when Mama gotted home I was scented with manure (from the farm) and sprinkled with fleas (probably also from farm). AND.... my bowl was full of the kind of foodstuffs that I HATES. I bet you thoughted that I no hated any foodstuffs! That should tell you how terrible this particular kind of kibble foodstuff is.<br />
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Mama says that Daddy has to sleep in doghouse tonight. What's that, Mama? He no actually has to sleep there? Is a "metafoor?" I no knows what that means. All I knows is that Daddy better close the barn door before the piggy escapes. And speaking of piggies.... Mama owes me a whole piggy on account of her leaving me for eleventy thousand years. She says she is working on it. We shall see, shan't we Mama?<br />
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At least I has one thingy to console me, and it is the<a href="http://frankiefurterprice.blogspot.com/2013/06/book-review-day.html" target="_blank"> lovely review of my book</a> that Frankie and Ernie posted on their dogblog. Guys, it is like I always says: if I can make just one creature laugh in a day, then my day has been a success. Of course, there is many wisdoms in said book too, wisdoms that I is so happy to has shared with my buddies F & E. Tonight I will dream about frolicking with thems, and deading moles or something, just so I can forget the horrors of my BATH and TERRIBLE FOODSTUFFS and FLEAS and COW POOP.Reubenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14479352810739077415noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074640757042190719.post-30634918159030256012013-06-27T13:58:00.000-04:002013-06-27T13:58:16.408-04:00Look out Amazon and Kindle, for here comes Reuben!Well friends, I has been goned from my dogbloggings for a little while - my chewing, napping and peeing schedules is just OUT OF CONTROL. It seems no matter how much I sleep, how many chews I do, and however much waters I drink (for the peeings), never is I done meeting my many important responsibiities. Oh, and also barking at strangers/people I know/Daddy/anything that moves in a suspicious way.<br />
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Right now I is suffering because Mama has taked people sister and NOT me, and gone Away for 6 whole days!!! I is so sad that only bacons can take away this pain. As I said on my Face Books page, it will has to be an entire pig to compensate me for the loss of 6 days with Mama. I will be expecting said pig upon your arrival, MAMA.<br />
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<br />But now for some good newses....<br />
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A Guide to Braveries for Small Dogs is now available on <a href="http://amzn.com/097417758X" target="_blank">Amazon</a> and <a href="http://amzn.com/B00DJUAAGC" target="_blank">Kindle</a>!!!<br />
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[insert happy wiggle butt dance here]<br />
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I also noticed that some peoples was even kind enough to leave me lovely reviews, and I thanks you very much for doing such a thing! If anyone else is so inclined to talk about how amazing I is, I promise to think of you every time I is peeing on something magnificent. Trust me, it is a very big honor! Also, in case you no is knowing, I is giving some of my green papers from selling this book to <a href="http://www.almosthomerescue.org/" target="_blank">Almost Home Dachshund Rescue Society</a> so they can continue to help rescue dogs - including seniors like me! - get healthy and find their forever homes.<br />
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<br />Reubenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14479352810739077415noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074640757042190719.post-65963960965522891742013-06-05T23:33:00.000-04:002013-06-05T23:33:14.886-04:00Humpy Day WednesdayOne of my very good Face Books friends posted a link to <a href="http://youtu.be/kWBhP0EQ1lA" target="_blank">Geico hump day commercial</a> on my personal self's page. And it got me to thinking....<br />
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On account of how Wednesdays is known as "hump day," I has a idea to make Wednesdays my very own personal "HUMPY DAY."<br />
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Now. I know that in Blogville, Wednesdays is usually reserved for "Wordless Wednesday." Which I LOVES, by the way. I is huge fan of Wordless Wednesday.<br />
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But I has to wonder... what would Humpy Day be like? It is rather hard to capture the full essence of a good hump in a photo; sometimes a video is necessary to truly understand the love between a dog and his humpy bed.<br />
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I may or no may continue the tradition I just made up, but at least I would like to dedicate today to being....<br />
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Mama lefted me at home. Stop. Alone with only Hatfield and Daddy. Stop. Took people sister and went to beach. Stop. Please send bacons. Stop. I means....</div>
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No stop. Please continue sending bacons to help me through these difficult times. I repeats, DO NOT STOP SENDING BACONS.<br />
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Only bacons can heal this kind of hurting.Reubenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14479352810739077415noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074640757042190719.post-70427645628871028322013-05-28T09:29:00.000-04:002013-05-28T09:32:59.666-04:00I gots a new BFF!Never did I think I would says this, but I has finded another dog that I <i>actually played with</i>. And I<i> liked</i> it!<br />
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I was minding my businesses, walking around Grandpa man's yard and peeing on stuffs like usual. I no noticed the the dog in the distance.<br />
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The pictures is all blurry - because THAT is how fast we was going. It was very fast! Mama thoughted my new BFF was playing a little too rough with me, and she carried me inside. But I barked and barked to go back out! Sometimes BFF and Gretchen would run off together, and I no can run as fast as thems on account of my seniorness and also my correct-sized legs, but BFF always came back to me for more playings. I no knows BFF's actual name, for he is new dog of Grandpa man's next door neighbors and we no has been properly introduced. He did nip my ear a few times, which I no really appreciated, and Mama has a worry for how he might be playing with me as he grows into a not-puppy. As you can sees, BFF has freakishly log legs, and they only will get freakisher. But for now, I no can waits to go to farm again and play with my new BFF! <br />
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Now. I has just one more thing to says. Friends, my book has traveled across the big waters and made it ALL THE WAY to the Netherregions.... I mean, to the Netherlands. I hope Minet de Boer and my fine fuzzy friend Toby likes it. *wrings paws* How I will live with my personal self if they no does?! (I has a<strike> secret fear of rejections</strike> big hopeful that they will likes it). I hear that Toby does like to read books, and also to chew on shoes.<br />
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Reubenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14479352810739077415noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074640757042190719.post-85827025926406639422013-05-23T22:05:00.001-04:002013-05-23T22:05:50.050-04:00Raffle winner and crazy weather<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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So since I no knows who is Jill Smith, and my raffle helicopter no tells me what your screen name is, please contact me at floppytonguejoyATgmail.COM and I will sends you pawtographed copy of my book, A Guide to Braveries for Small Dogs!<br />
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<br /><br />We is soooo happy to live in North Carolinas, where a storm cloud like this represents only rain and lightening. I would like to direct you to <a href="http://susieandsidebite.blogspot.com/2013/05/donation-relief-post-3-update.html" target="_blank">Susie, Shadow and Sidebite's fundraiser</a> for the displaced and homeless animals of Moore, Oklahoma. Good nights friends,<br />
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ReubenReubenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14479352810739077415noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074640757042190719.post-42740669822450957922013-05-20T08:35:00.000-04:002013-05-21T09:42:53.378-04:00Reuben's book giveaway!Yes friends, it is the time for me to give away a copy of my new book, <i>A Guide to Braveries for Small Dogs</i>! If you is doing things like leaving a comment on my dogblog, liking my Face Books page, and Tweetering about ME, then you gets like eleventy hundred entries <i>(typist's note: it is actually up to 7)</i>. So what you is waiting for; put your logins in the thingy down there and soon you can be learning my many wisdoms and knowledges! Especially about peeing on things and chewing. Contest runs until midnight (EST) on Wednesday, so make sure to does those entries very soon.<br />
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Pee S. This is my first such of a giveaway; please let me know if you has any questions. I has a ginormous sorry, but contest is open to U.S. peoples, dogs and even catses only. My Kindle book will be coming out <i>very soon</i> and I plans to does a giveaway for all of the internashinals.<br />
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<br />Reubenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14479352810739077415noreply@blogger.com36tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074640757042190719.post-64252704224116470342013-05-19T11:05:00.001-04:002013-05-19T11:56:29.575-04:00Black-and-white Sundae AND haiku<br />
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Friends, the <a href="http://www.ncwienerroast.com/" target="_blank">ginourmous dachshund party</a> I attended at a castle this past Saturday - </div>
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what, you no is believing this story already?</div>
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Well guess whats, I has proofs! </div>
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I was there to sell copies of my book and meet other wiener dogs and eat treats and stuff, but a major highlight of my day was meeting<a href="http://theworldaccordingtogarthriley.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"> Garth Riley</a> himself, in the furs. My words no could does this illustrious meeting justice, so instead I will illustrate it in photos.</div>
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I would hearby like to apologize to Garth, Garth's mama and daddy, my people sister, my publisher, my mama, that black and tan dachshund bystander, some various people childrens walking by, and the entire Wiener Roast Festival Committee. It was unbecoming behavior for a dog such as myself, and all I has to say in my own defense is that Garth smells really, really interesting.</div>
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Now... I hopes to post some more Wiener Roast photos soon, but for now I leaves you with.... the <a href="http://petbloggermall.com/blogpbm/" target="_blank">Pet Blogger Mall</a>! Go does a following of them if you no has already; there will be many chewies and treats there to be purchased in exchange for green papers! And what better way to show your love for the blogging communities than by, you know, buying stuffs from them, so they can buy more treats and chewies for me? I mean, for us. </div>
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Reubenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14479352810739077415noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074640757042190719.post-12149516494560008002013-05-12T13:49:00.000-04:002013-05-12T13:49:22.463-04:00Mothering Day in the U S of As<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-te-zYgSaguA/UY_RZh-HYdI/AAAAAAAADEg/g5pTIl-0wUs/s1600/authors3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-te-zYgSaguA/UY_RZh-HYdI/AAAAAAAADEg/g5pTIl-0wUs/s320/authors3.JPG" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L-qcFBM8S-Q/UY_RSt9y6wI/AAAAAAAADEQ/5dyjZEcFhYI/s1600/IMG_1608.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="authors Reuben and Jamie Stroble" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L-qcFBM8S-Q/UY_RSt9y6wI/AAAAAAAADEQ/5dyjZEcFhYI/s320/IMG_1608.JPG" title="" /></a>Friends, if you is living in the U S of As, probably you is knowing that today is the day that we honors our mothers for doing nice things, and we does this by doing nice things back for thems. Wait, shouldn't this be every day? That is what my mama thinks, anyway.
in honors of my mama, these is some photos of us and people sister from the <a href="http://www.ncwienerroast.com/" target="_blank">2013 NC Wiener Roast</a> yesterday. <br />
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Now friends, there was many amazing things that happened during the festivitals. If you is following my Face Books, then you has sawed some of the photos already! One of the highlights for me was meeting my dogblogging friend <a href="http://theworldaccordingtogarthriley.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Garth Riley</a> for the first time in personals. Howevers, in order to keep this auspishious day about our mamas, I will detail the events of this highly entertaining story on a future day. Hey look, Daddy got flowers!<br />
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So happy mothering day to all the mamas, grandmas, furmamas, single dad mamas, multi-species mamas, adoptive mamas, pairs of mamas, and all other kinds of mamas that there is.Reubenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14479352810739077415noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5074640757042190719.post-73444082929846229052013-05-08T16:38:00.000-04:002013-05-08T16:38:00.246-04:00Wordless Wednesday.... with my catses cousin Tater Tot?!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I no even has the words to explain how horrifying this smiling cat is. That is why it is called "Wordless Wednesday."Reubenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14479352810739077415noreply@blogger.com19