P.S. Get over to Jack's blog here. His new cookbook is out and it features a recipe by ME, Dexter! Oh and regarding the RH's date... be patient. He doesn't move so fast as I am sure you gleaned from the movie.
Well, the Mango was overwhelmed by all the lovely gals who want to date me and I seriously would like to squire each and every one of you about town. However, momma says I can only choose one which is straining my mentals for sure (something about photoshopping and limited time and blah, blah, blah, blah).
So here they all are and I put linkies to their posts in their names so that you can read them as well. I am going to take the day to consider my options.
I want to apologize for not reading or commenting too much lately. It seems that momma will be moving to a new job in the work place in a few weeks (more about that some other time). But recently, she has been secretly working on projects for her new boss whilst simultaneously doing all the things she has to for her old boss. All of which has left her already watery mentals even further depleted. Sigh. Poor me!
So for your entertainments, here are a couple of somewhat uninspired movies from yesterday.
First up, PeeWee spots a turkey on his walkie! There used to be a whole gang of turkeys, but now there is only one because either he is a loser and his gang ditched him or the coyotes ate the rest.
Did you see the Pea just standing there like a fool? What kind of bird dog is that?
Now in this movie, I am waiting patiently for the Pea to return from his walkie having already exhausted myself on a vigorous half mile march. As you can see, I am almost even too tired to get off the observation deck.
I like to smack the midget in the head now and then for no apparent reason other than to remind him who is the big dog.
Check out his clown collar. He has to wear that even at dusk because he is all black and hard to see, especially by distracted cell phone talking motorists in a big fire rush to get home from the work place (actually, I have a clown collar too, but at least mine is a manly orange color).
He is also really annoying all standing right where I want to be and needs a head butt to move aside.
And thus I descend the stairs with grace to greet the DOH.
But I am seriously exhausted and a little dizzy from reading about all the gals who want to date me. Oh dear. I will post all the entries for your reading pleasure tomorrow.
Mango Man! Oh yeah!
P.S. Cracker dog Loki left me some very helpful dating tips. You can read about them here. Thanks, buddy.
Miss Honey posted the results of the DWTDS competition and you can read all about it here.
I didn't win, but I don't feel badly about it because the competition was really stiff and I enjoyed every single movie and watched them all several times.
What I did win is a special prize called "Against all Odds." You know why? Because I was just starting my phenobarbital when the contest was happening and I was really dizzy a lot of the time and would kind of fall over and get confused. But Momma worked very hard to make my routine easy with no sudden moves and I think we did pretty well. Thanks so much to Honey for running this contest.
Oh, and by the way, you know who I voted for? Miss Emma! Her dance was just about the most beautiful thing I have every seen.
Now, about my dream date.... I have received many entries and let me tell you that you ladies are all wonderful. I want to choose you all, but momma says that I cannot. Boo hoo. I will post all the entries on Sunday and then let you know the results on Monday as I will most certainly be too exhausted on Sunday to post after I spend the day reviewing entries.
Mango Man! Oh yeah!
P.S. No seizure monster for about seven weeks now, so keep your paws crossed.
Let's face it, the Mango doesn't get out much. In fact with the exception of my brief yet curiously fatiguing perambulations up and down my street or trips to the spa or the vet or sometimes school, I just plain don't leave the estate.
Don't get me wrong, I LOVE the estate. It has everything a mastiff could want; food, sunshine, funballs training in the yard, and, of course, momma and master (oh yeah, and Pea I suppose).
But every now and then I yearn for an adventure... a really big adventure... a relentlessly huge adventure.
That is why, I, Mango, have decided to offer some lucky doggie or kitteh gal the chance for a dream come true. That's right... a date with ME! You heard it! Yup, I will squire one of you about town via the wonders of PhotoShop. Now who wouldn't jump at an opportunity like that?
So, if you are a girl doggie or kitteh and have always dreamed of spending time with my large and loving the ladies self, now is your chance. Just write a postie about why you would make the ideal date for the Mango by midnight on Saturday, June 25th and leave a comment so that I know you have posted. Then, one week from today, I will choose the winner and away we go!
If queried regarding my short walkies of late, momma will likely tell you that it is due to my large and having limited endurance self not tolerating the heat.
That could hardly be further from the truth as I am a robust dude, capable of vigorous strolls of upwards of one whole half mile.
No, the fact is, that the reason I demure on walkies during the summer months is......
That's right! The foolish woman has taken to wearing a bandanana under her hat. And not just any bandananana, but this most seasonably incorrect Halloween gem.
She claims that it keeps the sun off her neck and the flapping helps keep bugs away.
Are you freakin' kidding me? You never heard of sunblock or bug spray? The Mango is mortified.
Given that the neighbors have yet to comment, I have little doubt that she is smugly thinking that they have deemed her most clever and will soon be donning do rags of their own. Idiot woman. I fear that this has crossed a line and she will soon shamelessly wear her gnat hat off the property. Oh help!
And in other news...
Several alert readers commented that there was a little something missing from last week's word bubble Wednesday post...
P.S. My pal and fellow full sized doggie, Pooka, got very bad sickies and even though they don't know why, he is home from the emergency room and feeling better but he could sure use some relentlessly huge blogland vibes. You can visit him here.