houndshrooms

Sorry its been awhile, I just got out of rehab. Pam and Mike thought it was a good idea to send me to the hound ford clinic. Apparently, a week ago it seemed as though I had a drug problem. I was out sniffing around outside when I spotted these yummy smelly things in the yard. They were round and red with white dots on them. I gobbled them up right away. They were so tasty. I went inside and an hour or two later it was bed time. I began to feel funny shortly after I was put to bed...then Mike got home. He spotted me staring at the walls as if I was seeing things and hearing strange noises. He decided to take me to their bedroom to watch over me. I wouldn't go to bed and i would slink around staring at the walls. I heard them say I had a crazy look in my eye. All the while I feel great! I felt like I was floating in space. So the next day I told Trina about these tasty treats in the yard. We both went out there and ate them. The same things happened to both of us. The next day I saw a bag packed and the next thing I knew I was at a rehab clinic. Thats when I was told I had a problem with eating mushrooms. I of course was in denial about it. I eventually got kicked out of rehab for peeing on their toaster. I am home now but infortunately the yard had been cleaned of these mushrooms.

bowling balls

Last night Pam and Mike tried shoving me in bed with them after having a lot of these things called chocolate martini's. Im not really sure whats in them but I had one lick of that and cringed. I don't know how they drink so many of them! Anyways so they shove me under the covers and let me tell you....being in bed with them after they have had many of those chocolate martini's is like being a pin in a bowling alley with two balls rolling towards you. I got no sleep at all until I decided to jump out and join my sisters in the hound bed. The next morning I heard Pam and Mike discussing I guess dogs don't sleep with drunk people. I don't really know what that means but if it has anything to do with those martini's then its true! I oughta pee on the couch for having been put through that hellish night.

toaster

Not much interesting has happened the last few days except, I did manage to frustrate Pam :) I was just minding my own business on top the counter sniffing around looking for crumbs or nibblets of food then I found a very interesting object. It was shiny and silver and had crumbs on the bottom of it...however i couldn't get to these crumbs bec there were two slits too small for my little shnauze to get into it. I decided I was going to have to spend some time thinking about how to get my little nose in the slits so.....before I slinked off the counter top I peed on the object to make sure everyone knew it was mine....Pam caught me in mid sprinkle and I heard "JERRY!! bad hound...thank god the cord was unplugged on the toaster" I of course ignored her and nonchalantly jumped down. So the thing was called a toaster...but why did it matter if the cord was plugged in or not...? I still havent figured that one out and I still am trying to think of a way to the crumbs! If anyone has any suggestions make sure to let me know!

sizzling sausages

Hey everyone sorry I haven't posted in a couple days.  I had a disasterous result with my hair cut.  I told them to take a little off the top and a trim around the ears...it did not turn out that way.  Instead I ended up with too much off the top and not enough around the ears.  I was so angry about it that I lifted my leg and peed on the chair and walked off.  Now that, that is over my other interesting story is every night when I spit out my drugs this crazy woman keeps trying to give me.  She always shoves her fingers down my throat forcing me to swallow these drugs so you know how I repaid her....one night she was making some delectable sausages.  I could smell the sensational scent and I heard the music of sizzling.  I slinked right up to where the kitchen magic is happening and began hopping up and down.  Finally I got high enough and sank my little fangs into a sausage.  This is when I found out the meaning of the word sizzling.  It burnt the hell out of my tongue but I didn't care it was too tasty aside from the burning.  Soon enough 5 other hounds were at my tail trying to get a peice of the sausage not to mention Pam chasing me around screaming things like "your such an asshole!!"  before anyone could get to me however I choked down that sausage.  Im pretty sure it sizzled all the way to my stomach but it was worth it.  And the look on Pams face was priceless!  That will show her to chase me around with drugs every night. 

I'm too much of a hound!

Hello everyone, my name is jerry and I am a hound. I decided to create a blog about my life because let me tell you guys...sometimes I feel I am too much of a hound and I needed to share it with the rest of the world. This entry is going to be short, but I will have many more about my daily adventures and pictures up of my travels in my backyard. Tomorrow I am getting a haircut, I'm pretty excited about that. I will have an entry about that excursion tomorrow!