Going in Circles

Talk Like a Pirate Day

Buccaneer Beulah

Ahoy mateys, did you know that today is Talk Like a Pirate Day? Roger and I threw together this list of classic pirate pickup lines for our fellow buccaneers trying to get some booty. 

• Have ya ever met a man with a real yardarm?
• You’re drinking a Salty Dog. How’d you like to try the real thing?
• Avast, me proud beauty! Wanna know why my Roger is so Jolly?
• How'd you like to scrape the barnacles off of me rudder?
• Let's get together and haul some keel.
• That’s some treasure chest you’ve got there!
• Pardon me, but would ya mind if I fired me cannon through your porthole?
• Wanna shiver me timbers?

Crap-top

As I mentioned in an earlier blog, Roger and I both have been very busy beavers as of late. We have several Dog Scout and Potomac Boxer Club activities coming up within the next several weeks, including making a guest appearance at the American Boxer Club 2009 Mid-Atlantic Regional being held in Frederick, MD from October 5-9. On October 8, Roger, my wannabe boxer brother, and I will be spokesdogs for PBC, promoting the importance of responsible breeding and pet ownership. We hope to see you there.

With my upcoming busy social schedule, I planned to use some of my vacation to catch up on blogging to keep my readers entertained. If there's one noun in the English language that I don't want to be known as, it's a slacker. Unfortunately, the screen on Mom's laptop died and it's now referred to as her crap-top.

Although I might have felt a tinge of guilt for not making a post in more than two weeks, I could have dealt with it. Roger, on the other paw, was having a fit because he couldn't update his Facebook status.

NEWS FLASH -- Boo freakin' hoo, Roger! Nobody really cares that you are sitting on the couch in a beach house on the OBX watching the U.S. Open because it's pouring outside.

In any event to appease the spoiled little brat, M&D traveled 150 miles and spent more than two hours in the truck to buy a cable to hook Mom's crap-top up to the 42" flat screen TV so that Roger had access to the Internet, which also gave me access to blog and allowed me to keep my faithful fans entertained.

Party Animals

Roger and I had a modest birthday celebration last evening which was topped off with the peanut butter carrot cake that Mom baked for us. As the following video illustrates, Roger gave the new recipe four paws up. I, howl-ever, prefer Mom's homemade pumpkin recipe.

Unlike my sister Punchy, who celebrated by enjoying a frosty banana peanut butter treat, with her pal Oliver, Roger and I did not have any icy delights to go with our cake. Every evening for the past two weeks, we've heard that blasted Good Humor ice cream truck come rolling through the neighborhood ringing his ding-a-ling to let us know he's around the corner, but not once have we been allowed to take a taste of true Americana.

Punchy and Oliver enjoy a banana peanut butter treat

No, the only ice cream that we've seen in the house for the past two weeks has been Ben and Jerry's new Crème Brûlée. The creamy custard coupled with a crunchy caramelized sugar swirl has Dad's taste buds dancing with delight. The thought of not being able to find it when we return home is frightening.

Happy Birthday to Me

I can't believe that I am two years old today. Where does the time go? I can tell you that our two weeks on the OBX is certainly flying by – even with the crappy weather. I don't know what all Mom has planned to celebrate this momentous event, but I definitely know that a bone-shaped Peanut Butter Carrot Cake is in my future. And, I saw her return with a Mylar balloon that says, "Go nutty on your birthday!"

After my trip to the vet back in June, I don't have any nuts left so I'm thinking that maybe my girlfriend Peanut might be going to make an appearance. She was in Raleigh, NC last weekend showing off her cute little patootie. That sure would be a wonderful suprise, but I'm not getting my hopes up. In the meantime, I'll just play with the best gift M&D ever got me – Roger! After all, it's my birthday and I'll bark if I want to.

	Cracker - Happy Birthday to Me
	Found at bee mp3 search engine

It's my birthday

Happy 2nd Birthday to Jessy, Junie, Marla, Punchy and me! I don't know about you girls, but I plan to have my Peanut Butter Carrot Cake and eat it, too!

Peanut Butter Carrot Cake

Ingredients

• 1 cup of wheat flour
• 1 teaspoon of baking soda
• 1/4 cup of peanut butter
• 1/4 cup of vegetable oil
• 1 cup of shredded carrots
• 1 teaspoon of vanilla
• 1/3 cup of honey
• 1 egg

Directions

• Mix flour and baking soda together.
• Add remaining ingredients.
• Pour into greased cake pan (preferably bone-shaped), but an 8 inch round will work.
• Bake at 350° for 30 minutes.
• Let cool.
• Puree cottage cheese in blender for icing.
• Decorate with peanut butter and carrots.
• Enjoy

Chateau Gulliard

The Chateau Gulliard (AD 2009)

Located off the coast of the Atlantic on the Outer Barks in Corolla, NC, the Chateau Gulliard was one of the finest of all modern-day castles. Built by Sir Calypso Moon Newman and his faithful sidekick Monsieur Roger of Pig-dom, Chateau Gulliard was captured a few hours later by an army led by Sandy the Conqueror. Chateau Gulliard was later dismantled by King Tide of Great Height.

Sandy the Conqueror

When Bat Pigs Bite

Today was, by far, the best day on the beach. As many of our neighbors bid a fond farewell to the OBX, we were grateful to be staying another week. When Mom took us for our morning walk around the lake and we were blinded by the giant orb in the sky that many call the sun, we knew that it was going to be a grand day on the beach. No dark gray clouds looming overhead. No pesky biting flies. Just one bothersome biting, bat pig.

If you can't hang with the big dogs ...

Even though the weather could be nicer, Roger and I are having a great time vacationing on the Outer Barks, NC. We've been enjoying watching the U.S. Open from Flushing Meadows, NY, hanging out by the pool, and eating like royalty.

Obviously, Roger is cheering for fellow Star Wars character, Darth (Roger) Federer, in hopes that he will clinch his 6th straight U.S. Open championship. I, on the other paw, am rooting for fellow American Andy Roddick. We stayed up into the wee hours of the morning on Monday night watching Andy steamroll Bjorn Phau 6-1, 6-4, 6-2. Thank Dog, M&D didn't have to get up to go to work.

Assuring me that he could hang until the end of the match no matter how long it lasted, Roger begged me to give him control of the remote. As the photos illustrate, Rog obviously doesn't have the stamina to hang with the big dogs.

What can I say? If you can't hang with the big dogs, get off the couch and go to bed with Mom.