A Tag and Catching Up

My friend, Khyra, tagged me with the following...

If you could be a breed of doggie other than yourself, what breed would you pick?

Here are the rules;

1. Copy the question above and paste it into your post.
2. Answer it - and give a few reasons for why you think you'd be that breed or breeds.
3. Post these rules!
4. Tag ONE other blogger. If there are multiple pups within the same pack/blog, each pup should only respond when he or she is tagged. One at a time!
5. Most importantly, HAVE FUN!

So if I had to be something other than the most magnificent and handsomely huge Mango Man what would I be? I would be a Boston Terrier like my pal Joey!

Why? Because first of all he is almost as good looking as me. Secondly, he has total attitude! And he is compact enough that he could do the agility if he wanted to. Finally, because he could keep his attitude and still go on proper walkies rather than be reprimanded just for looking funny at a jogger [Momma here - that is WAY too much doggie in a little body for me, my man]

Whatever...

I am tagging my friend, Girl Girl, to play next.

Sorry, no pictures of my most handsome self because I am too busy catching up with my pals after the pooter outage of recent.

Mango Man! Oh yeah!

Stupid Hat

Mom went to the dog store and all I got was this stupid hat!

Now the pooter is being transferred to the bookcase in preparation for a thorough cleaning of the study! I'll be back as soon as this madness comes to an end.

Mango Man! Oh yeah!

Stalking

With pee-wee at daycare and momma working at home, I figured it would be an all Mango day! But nooooo! The stupid working at home involves hours of momma slumped over the pooter and not playing with ME! Every now and then she gets up to walk around a bit and each time I followed to encourage her to pay attention to me. Look! I'm sticking my tongue out! Doesn't that make you want to play with me?
When she got up later to get a drink of water I struck a nonchalant pose in the kitchen. Like sure I could play with you... or not (your loss).But Momma said I was absolutely not cute and was stalking her and I should cut it out. I'm not stalking you! I'm not even looking at you.That's right. Leave the kitchen... go back to your important work crap! I'll be right here. Not stalking.Ha! Snuck up on you huh? I've got my eye on you. No sudden moves!I had to resort to one of my super powerful extra cute faces the next time she got up... but it was wasted "No Mango, I have to work and blah blah blah blah." What a heart of stone she has.Mango Man! Oh yeah!

Taking Care of Stuffie Stan

Hector here reporting to you from Scruffy, Lacie, and BabyStan's place where Mango and I are helping Stuffie Stan recover from his horrific injuries. The poor guy looks just awful and if that's his nose, he's going to need serious plastic splurgury.Mango thought it might be a good idea to take Stuffie Stan out for a walk.

Which was a nice thought, but he wandered into a garden way to complex for the Mango "brain" and almost lost the poor little dude (fortunately, I heard all the howling and was able to grouse them out).Afterwards, Mango told me he'd had enough with all this nursing and he wanted to hang out with Lacie.Sigh... I guess that means its my shift.Hector Wheelie! Over and out!

Several Disturbing Things

Disturbing thing #1

Why is it that when Momma doesn't feel like using the pooter, I don't get to visit any of my friends either? So wrong! Sorry to all my pals... I will get to your bloggies soon.

Disturbing thing #2

Why are wheelies so totally reckless? Stuff Stan got himself into all sorts of trouble by thinking that he could take on an alligator. Now I have to pack up my bags and make an emergency trip to help with the nursing duties. I'm on my way!

Disturbing thing #3

So this morning I was all set to go on walkies and momma had been most accommodating to bring hot dogs in case I was a good dog and we were halfway down the driveway when we hear CRASH and pathetic pee-wee crying sounds. Oh no! Momma looked back and stupid midget had knocked the screen out of the window and was halfway out the window trying to infringe on MY WALKIES! We had to go back, go in, close the window, and restart. Then of course I accidentally barked at a doggie and was a BAD DOG who doesn't get hot dogs and whats up with that?

Disturbing thing #4

Grandma and Grandpa recently returned from a trip to the redwood forest of CA to visit my aunt and uncle. Whilst out shopping, they saw this!

What the... &*% What's up with this Mango mulch? Look at this! Do you think Momma is siphoning off my deposits for some sort of illicit use? You know those guys in northern CA are into all kinds of organically grown substances. Look, here is Grandma plugging the Mango mulch to the senior circuit.I can't tell from the packaging what it is or what they think it does, but I do know that I should be getting royalties.Any of you doggies out there who see this on the shelf, you MUST tell me what they claim as ingredients because I don't think there is any real Mango Man in there and I have my lawyer on speed dial.Disturbing thing #5

My most favorite person in the world, my human brother, Jake, has cats. That's not the disturbing thing because I've never actually met a cat, but if Jake likes them they are OK with me. Anyhoo, Jake is dad to the lovely Molly who is the best cat in the world.

But my sister-in-law Shannon said that Molly was getting serious fur balls and collecting poopies on her bottom and something needed to be done. Oh the horror! Even her sister Cleo was frightened and barely recognized the peculiar white beastie she had become.I am calling the animal cops right now!Mango Man! Oh yeah!

Forbidden Zones

Dexter here! Ready to share with you the stupid rule of the week... there are too many Forbidden Zones on the estate. For example, there is typically a gate blocking access to upstairs.

Why? There are tons of fun things up there! Besides, its like practicing agility, right? But I'm not supposed to go up there without stupid vision from momma.

The estate is under a continuous improvement program, so there are lots of spaces which have been designated as unfinished and those have particularly interesting items in them.I'm also supposed to have stupid vision when I go downstairs. What's down there that would be so bad for me to find?Aha! This is where they keep the stash of puppy food.I wouldn't eat it all at once... I promise! Don't I look scary? Out of my way! Let me at that puppy food!Most frustrating of all is being denied access to this room which typically has the door shut.I know what goes on in there. I can hear water running and splashing almost every day. Sometimes momma or master come out and I can see from their wet hair that they've been having some sort of pool party. I love pool parties!Once I snuck in and while I didn't find the pool, I did find this really cool toy. This is so much fun I'm surprised that momma and master aren't in here all the time.Check out my big dog toothies! Ignore dinosaur sized beastie in the background.I have been working on my meditation skills. I've discovered that a key to proper meditation is having the right surface to relax upon.Oh, for all you Relentlessly Huge fans, here's a picture of Mango.Hee hee.

Dexter done!

Bring Your Wheelie to Work Day

I completely faked out mom today by putting this on the calendar.
At first, she was a little confused, but then she said to herself, "well, as long as its wheelie day, I guess I should take Hector to work" SCORE!

Turns out that where mom works, most people live in cubicles, but mom lives in an actual office with a door. That means she can close the door when she wants to focus extra hard on important topics.

While mom worked, I decided to peruse her reading material. Most of it was pretty dull, but I did find this volume which looked interesting.
She keeps a bowl of engineer bait near the door to lure the uber geeks into her office. Then she gossips with them to find out what is really going on.Humph! Where is the photo of me?After a while, mom said she needed to go to a meeting and that I had to stay in her office and be a good wheelie. OK, first thing I did was check out her fridge to see what foodies might be available.
Pretty slim pickins.So I started looking through the filing cabinets and since this is the paperless age, there were some curious things in there.In particular, a lovely boa, AND GI Joe!Plus a meaty bone! Thank goodness, I was getting pretty hungry.Now what? I don't think I need to stay in this office, maybe I can go out and explore a bit. I went to a very instructive lecture on safety.

But then it was time to really explore!

I made a ton of new friends around the office, and based on the painting that mom has hanging over her desk...

I thought I might try my hand at some poker.

I did notice that Santa Rat was clearly rough trade and appeared to be packing a knife.I didn't think too much of it until he jumped snowman and accused him of cheating. Eeeek!Good think snowman confessed, so everybody was cool. Plus, I really like my new pal, Gene KellyBear. Hope I get to go to work again soon.Hector Wheelie. Over and out.