Lions and junkyard dogs!

Ingrid and I went out for a while this afternoon, as soon as it stopped raining. Thought we'd have the park to ourselves but lots of people there. Some guy brought in two schnauzers and that's when Ingrid decided we better get out of there. (I don't get on too well with some Schnauzers.)
So we went for a walkabout and I got my picture snapped with this big golden lion outside a strip club. They should have statues of me outside there instead, even though I'm not sure I would want to join a strip club, as I'm not too fond of being stripped.



Then on the way home, we walked by an auto shop with a real junkyard dog inside! At first we heard him growling and barking inside the gates, then all of a sudden, Ingrid spotted his head sticking out a hole!

We high-tailed it outta there before he managed to squeeze his whole body through that hole. Yikes!

I'm riding the rails!

Yo, Ingrid and I went for a long walk today. From our house at 24th and 10th Avenue to 60th Street and 1st Avenue. I was wearing my doggie backpack with water bottles inside, even though I wasn't all that thirsty the whole trip. On the way back, we took the subway, the E train to be exact. I kept wanting to get off everytime they opened the doors, but we had to stay on till we got to 23rd Street. Then we got off and walked home. I'm pooped!

My resume

Hey, I know times are tough all over, so I'm working on ways to diversify myself. Been working on a resume. Here goes.

Objective: To find a position where I can utilize all my terrier traits to their full potential.

I'm a fast worker.


I follow directions.


I am full of great ideas, and I'm not afraid to share them!


My worst trait? Sometimes I get a little too focused on details and forget about the big picture.


But as long as you remember that the big picture is really all about me, we're good, dawg!


Now, who's got a job for me?

Arty Outing

Hey, It's been a while! Not my fault, Ingrid was in Africa or something.

Anyway, we walked over to some of the galleries today. We stopped to see this, Une, by an artist named Corday. The information that Ingrid picked up says this big sculpture is meant to "engender direct physical contact." Ok, I peed on it. How's that for physical contact, Corday?!

Ingrid took a picture of me, as she always does on our arty outings.

She said I looked amazing in this light. Who doesn't know that?

See me in Muttropolitan Diary!

Yo! Ingrid and I got snapped for Muttropolitan Diary when we were out and about last month. I didn't much feel like posing, cause it was very hot, but even when I don't feel like posing I look good, right?

I qualified for Earthdog!

Here I am rarin' to get at the rats. I jumped at this rubber rat on the table all day on Saturday, by Sunday they decided to move it but I remembered and looked all around the table all day for it!

Anyhoo, we went to this Earthdog trial in the Poconos last weekend. I was very excited to be in the car again, AND we stayed in a hotel! I slept in the bed, like usual, cause I wanted to be sure that Ingrid and Tyler felt at home. I have to take care of them, you know.
The first day, Saturday, they had me entered in Junior Earthdog, but I didn't qualify cause I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do! The next day I did Introduction to Quarry and I qualified with flying colors! I got a toy as a prize! I also got a ribbon, and Ingrid and Tyler sure made a fuss over that. Whatever.
I tried the Junior Earthdog again on Sunday right after the IQ, but success didn't follow me. I didn't qualify for that, I guess cause I didn't feel like staying in the hole! Once I decided to do it, I started working that rat in 4 seconds flat. They said I'll be one heck of an earthdog with some practice. What's the big deal? It's what I'm supposed to do!

I'm a Canine Good Citizen!

Ingrid and Tyler took me to an event today. Our taxi had A/C but it was still awful hot! There were two pools filled with water there and the first thing I did was jump in and lay right down to cool off. Some guy thought it was cute and took a bunch of pictures for The Daily News.



There were a couple tables with doggie treats on them, and we stopped by ALL of them. Then it was time for the test! I passed with flying colors! I had to walk with Ingrid, sit and lay down (they said it was the best "down" they had seen all day, of course!)and then stand with the lady while Ingrid left the area. Here's the picture just after the award ceremony. Ok there was no award ceremony, but there should have been!


After that, I got a pedicure.


Then we messed around with a some of the agility equipment.




Ingrid and Tyler said I was a natural. Who doesn't know that?

Take Your Dog to Work Day!

Today was National Take Your Dog to Work Day, so Ingrid took me to her job. It's funny, because when I have a job, I have to carry something around or look for something, but Ingrid doesn't have to carry anything around. Here I am helping her to answer some emails.


We didn't stay long, but as luck would have it, the FDNY showed up to do their annual inspection! I had my picture taken with them, cause they made a big fuss over me and seemed to really like me. Anyway they kept saying my name, "Ton-EEEE!" Like that.

All in all I'd say Take Your Dog to Work Day was a big success! I sure had a good time, got lots of treats, lots of attention and affection from lots of people, I like work!

Sparky and Me

TonySez:
Ingrid and I hit some galleries today, as we like to do on Saturday afternoons. We went to the Schroeder Romero/Winkleman Gallery Space; she wanted to see The Sparky Show. A Brooklyn artist named Nelson had lots of people do artwork of his dog, Sparky.

I wasn't too impressed.
When someone does The Tony Show, I'll let you know.

Gallery going

Ingrid and I went to some galleries today in our neighborhood. She tried to make me sit still while some art was being projected on the wall, but I was too excited to see what was going on in the other room; some guy was smiling at me and I wanted to go say hi. I think my shadow on the wall was prettier than the pictures they were showing. I guess Ingrid did too, cause she took this picture.

Why couldn't this have been me?

Not the one getting pissed on, mind you, the one doing the pissing. I'm not big on those "Hollywood types", I've peed on better shrubs, you know? This looks like my bro Jimmy with Willow in the background behind the "movie star." Us BTs would pee on a red carpet if we were in the mood. Isn't it great that someone was there to take a picture?

I'm Three, Bitches!

As you can see, today is my third birthday. I did get some kind of cake*, and a toy to tear apart. Then Tyler got me a pork bone from the pet store, but I didn't care for it.

Here's how to make the cake, in case your dog wants one for its birthday. It's easy!

*Tony's Birthday Cake Recipe
Start with a small Tupperware container the size you want your cake to be. Gather your doggie's favorite foods. We use Stonyfield Nonfat Plain Yogurt, mashed up apples, chicken breast, white rice, dog food, whatever your dog enjoys that has a mushy texture. Rice really holds the other layers together, so use either white or brown.

Layer the yogurt first, then follow with the other foods in layers, tamping them gently as you go. Not too hard or you'll squish them through the yogurt and then you won't have proper layers! Put the lid on the container and turn upside-down. Leave in the refrigerator at least overnight, a bit longer if you can.

When doggie's big day arrives, take off the lid, and place the container face down on a plate and tap gently to remove the "cake." It should slide right out and maintain its shape.

Optional: Baby carrots make perfect "candles!"

Enjoy!

How could this happen?!

Tony Sez:
Have you read this crazy story? I know if I was in a roomful of other Border Terriers, Ingrid would be able to pick me out. I'm just that unique!

Tomorrow is my birthday, and I can't wait. Ingrid made some kind of "cake" and I'm getting a new toy (I heard them talking). I just hope they don't dress me up in anything ...

My Netflix trial membership came

Ingrid is helping me set up the queue. Any suggestions?

Westminster Goodies turn out baddies

Ingrid brought home so many treats and things to eat from the dog show that I got sick. Some of them were quite tasty doing down. Not so much coming back out.

Sweet Freedom!

Ok, by some weird twist of fate, (actually it was more like my collar or leash that got twisted), I got loose from the walker yesterday. I was all the way to 8th Avenue and was drawing quite a crowd by the time he noticed I was gone. Some nice lady named Susan picked me up and, seeing that I had a rabies tag, called the number of the vet on it. She told the vet she thought I was a puppy but that I had a grey beard like an old dog. She was asking people as they walked by looking at us if I looked like a Border Terrier. Well, what else would I look like? Humans are funny.

The dog walker caught up to us there and calls were placed to Ingrid and Tyler letting them know what happened. Imagine how surprised they must have been to hear that someone found me in the street!

For the rest of the day, I was in a real weird mood. When the walker dropped me off, I went straight over and pulled everything I could out of the trash cans in the living room and dressing room. Tyler came home early and I felt like I had to follow him around the apartment, I don't know what was wrong with me!

Ingrid came home that night from work and made a big fuss over me, more than usual, and that's quite a bit. The dog walker is now also extra careful with me. Humans are funny.

I'm an earner, Bitches!

My first paycheck!

Ingrid took me to a photo shoot last week. There was another dog there before me, and he didn't do too good at the job, which is why they called me in. Still, I had to smell him all over everything in that studio. Very distracting.

I got lots of attention and treats, but I had to sit and stand with this lady on all this white paper while everyone else stood around just looking, not playing or anything. The lady that I stood with was ok, but she kept talking to me in this high pitched voice that really annoyed me. Then she was also teasing me with this toy; meanwhile, Ingrid was off to the side motioning for me to sit and stay which I was trying to do, but I can't contain myself when there's a toy around.

I got to take one of the toys with me, a blue rubber ball with a squeaker. I carried it all the way home, which drew lots of attention, but I'm used to that. I'm Tony, bitches!

I'm Tony.

Goodies!

Here I am checking out the goodies at Saturday's City Critter adoption event and bake sale. I got lots of treats and Ingrid got a cupcake that looked like a cat!

I'm Britney, Bitches!

Me and Bob!

Bob can't see, but that didn't stop him from posing perfectly with me.