Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Busted

Chief here, and mom has this silly rule. Dog toys are for dogs and baby toys are for babies and there is no sharing. The ferret is not a dog toy, but my human sister's favorite stuffie. I got busted chewing on him and sent to "time out". Luckily, the ferret did not take any damage.

" What ferret? I didn't do anything."

I'm making a New Year's resolution, no more touching Sarah's (the baby) toys. Bear! Why are you rolling on the floor laughing? I can give it up any time I want! Sigh, I get no respect.

Happy New Year!!
From Chief and Bear

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Christmas

Chief and I have recovered from our holiday romp at Grandma and Grandpa's house. I got to stay inside and watch the present opening, and warm my butt near the fire while Chief and Duffy (grandma and grandpa's dog) had to stay in the sun room. Something about them being stuff disturbers and causing chaos.
Chief here... I want to interject that I do not cause chaos, it just happens. Besides, I don't know how the tablecloth on the sun room table got knocked off.

Grandma and Grandpa got us both a bag of pupperoni. And do you think we have gotten any of it? Not yet... Mom keeps muttering about letting our digestive systems calm down after the stress of the holiday.

Bear here, again. Santa also left us presents at home too, a new nylabone, and a new collar and tag for Chief.

We are off to beg treats from mom! Wish us luck!

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Introducing the Dynamic Duo

Hello everyone!

My brother Bear and I are ready for our internet debut. (
Actually we've been ready for a while, but mom wasn't.) Mom says to behave like gentlemen and not savages, otherwise we will scare everyone away. (as if!)

Here is a picture of me, Chief, aka Chiefy, Chiefy Wiefy and a host of other embarrassing names.


and yes, I do have a large head. It is to hold all my smarts. and if you could see my feet, they would be turned out so I can corner on a dime. When I run fast I corner on my shoulder, like the motorcycle racers.

Chief, move over, mom said we have to share this blog and you're hogging it.
I am Bear, aka, Bear Bear, Beary, Baby Bear and a host of other diminutive names.


People say that we look alike, I don't see it. I am much cuter, and easier on the lap.