We support our Troops and honor our Vets!

We support our Troops and honor our Vets!

Newman: Do you know what day today is, Rog?

Roger: Could it be Veterans Day?

Newman: Bingo, maybe you're not as dumb as you look.

Roger: By the way, Sarge, Bingo is not my name-o! So does Vets Day mean that we have to go to the vet for a check up?

Newman: Negative, dingbat-pig. Veterans Day is an American holiday to honor the millions of military veterans in the United States usually observed on November 11. In other parts of the world, it is also celebrated as Armistice Day because it falls on the anniversary of the signing of the Armistice that ended World War I.

Roger: So it's a day to honor vets who are not our primary care physicians?

Newman: Affirmative.

As hard as it is to believe, Roger and I did not meet the stringent qualifications when we tried to enlist. While I passed all the physical tests with flying colors (Red, White, and Blue), the recruiter discovered that I was not of age to join.

Roger was disqualified immediately for being vertically challenged. Even by including his exceptionally large bat ears in the measurement, he still could not meet the height requirement because of the deficit created by his little legs.

"Freedom is not free!" In addition to honoring our vets, I think that we should take a moment to thank all the soldiers, like Andrew Gage, who are currently fighting for our country. While they courageously look out for the safety of our great nation, we diligently look out and pray for their safe return.

Roger (and Newman in tank) on Look Out

If you have a special soldier or Vet you'd like to thank, drop me a line at newmanontheblock@gmail.com and I'll happily post your message.

Soldier of the DayAndrew Gage is an E2 serving in the Airborne Division at Fort Drum.

He is currently stationed in Iraq with his tour to end in November 2009.

On behalf of boxers Blush and Torch, I'd like to personally say, "Thank you, Uncle Andrew!"

Know what's real S-C-A-R-Y?

Newman: Ok, Pumpkin head, I'll take the bait. Enlighten me as to what is scarier than I am.

Roger: Well, for starters Scary Movie is scary!

Newman: Duh!

Roger: And then there's the melt down on Wall Street.

Newman:Sure, but we're young enough that we can ride that out. I just hope our 529 Educational Funds don't tank so that we can afford the first-rate education at Penn State Law that we deserve.

Roger: Do you know what else is scary, Dude?

Newman: No, enlighten me, O wise one.

Roger: All too often we take things in life for granted – like expecting blood to be available for us when we most desperately need it. Eventually, there will be a time when you or a loved one are faced with needing blood. And, with Howl-o-ween upon us, the possibily of a vampire draining our blood in the middle of the night is greater than any other time of the year.

Newman: Hey, Bat-Pig, I know it's Howl-o-ween, and you are a distant relative of the blood-sucking vampire. But, what are you trying to do? Scare the daylights out of everyone!

Roger: No. All I'm saying is that there is nothing scarier than a shortage of blood! Whether it be human or canine. And, we can do our part by helping our friend Wyatt become the blood donor SpokesDog for America that he aspires to be.

Newman: We beg of you to help put Wyatt's "mug" on the cover of a Milk-Bone box to relay the message of how important it is to donate blood, both human and canine.

Please take a minute to visit Milk-Bone.com and vote for Wyatt to help him carry out his mission to become Milk-Bone's SpokesDog for America.

Wyatt's Mission to Save Lives!

Wyatt and his Mom, Dr. Jacqueline

My name is Wyatt, and I have been chosen from thousands of dogs as one of the Final 100 Dogs who will ultimately become the Milk-Bone Spokesdog!

My mom, Dr. Jacqueline, is a veterinarian and I help her save other dogs' lives by donating blood every 7 weeks at the Eastern Veterinary Blood Bank. Becoming the SpokesDog for Milk-Bone will allow me to spread the word to millions of dogs about the importance of donating blood!

Just like people, animals need life-sustaining blood and plasma transfusions in emergencies. Lots of pets and their people don’t even know that they can donate blood to help other pets in need.

In order to fulfill my dream of spreading the word as far as possible, I need to become the Milk-Bone SpokesDog. And, the only way I can do that is with help from YOU! Please vote for me, Wyatt, every day from now until November 18 by visiting Milk-Bone.com.

I hope that you will not only vote for me, but that you will share my undertaking with your friends so that my message to GIVE BLOOD reaches far and wide.

For more information about canine blood donations visit the Eastern Veterinary Blood Bank.

Thank you from the bottom of my blood-pumping heart!

I’m Wyatt and I approve this message.

Sexy at 60!

Guess who's 60 and still sexy?
Is it Scooby #1, Scooby #2, Scooby #3, or Scooby #4?

Sick as a dog

As many of you know, earlier this month some kind of bug bit me in the butt - most likely a tick - and knocked my socks off. Ok, I did not literally lose my socks, but I was "sick as a dog."

At first Mom thought that I might have been suffering from a case of nerves since I was supposed to compete in a big dog show that weekend. Granted, it wasn't Westminster but there were 80 boxers registered to compete, including my sister Marla, my half-sister Samantha, and my Aunt Kandi.

After 24 hours of lying around the house listless and showing no interest in eating let alone chasing my bat-pig brother, M&D agreed that I needed to pay a visit to the doctor. So, rather than getting all buffed up for the show, we headed to the vet to be poked and prodded which revealed that I was running a fever and had the start of an infection.

After receiving fluids, antibiotics, and an inflammatory injection, I felt much better in a couple of hours. However, Mom, Dad, and Grammy Lee all agreed that it was best for me to stay home and recuperate. After all, I'm still a baby and have the rest of my life to compete.

In any event, I just wanted to take this opportunity to say "Thanks" to everyone for their prayers and "Get Well" wishes! I'm sure that they played a much bigger part in my speedy recovery than Roger's dim-witted idea of chanting spells with Dodger, his evil identical twin brother, to ward off any wicked spirits that may have inhabited my soul.

Roger and his evil twin brother, Dodger

In return for your consideration, I'd like to share some photos submitted by my faithful followers to help lift my spirits. Thanks again and enjoy!

Feel Your Boobies - Are you doing it?

Although Dad doesn't normally pay much attention to the clothes that Mom purchases, he did show an overwhelming interest in the new "Feel Your Boobies" T-shirt and literature that arrived in the mail last week. Mom had to explain that it wasn't an open invitation for Dad to feel her breasts, but rather an effort to spread the word that early detection of breast cancer helps to save lives.

Each year, Feel Your Boobies hosts National Feel Your Boobies® Week in October as a way to help celebrate Breast Cancer Awareness Month. The current campaign, “Are You Doing It?”® aims to remind young women about the importance of “feeling your boobies” to get in touch with what is normal for you. This year, National Feel Your Boobies Week is October 10-17, 2008.

Roger and I beg of you to help spread the word and make Boobies bigger by getting involved in the campaign! Please visit feelyourboobies.com to find out more about the effort.

Real men wear pink!

Did you know that?

• Breast cancer is the second most deadly cancer among women (behind lung cancer)


• One out of eight women will develop breast cancer over the course of a lifetime


• Breast cancer occurs in both men and women, although male breast cancer is considered rare

Still no pot to piss in

So today we did something that we vowed we'd never do again - visit Pottstown, PA. You still can't find a pot to piss in, so thankfully Rog and I don't need one. However, we did christen many of the trees bursting with fall foliage in Warwick County Park where the annual Eastern Boxer Club Match Show was held.

Unfortunately, there were only three boxers, including myself, who registered for the event. Through no fault of my own, I got my butt handed to me by Tess, a very cute, 22-month old brindle bitch. And, I do mean bitch! With my own eyes, I saw her put an almost 80-pound boxer boy named Ben in his place when he tried sniffing her butt.

Tess gets a congratulatory hug from her dad

The event concluded with a wonderful picnic luncheon sponsored by Eastern Boxer Club, during which time I got to speak to many people including my Uncle Tony & Aunt Mary Louwerse and Aunt Cathy Sylvester, who told me what Mom tells me every day - that I am a beautiful boxer, but I'm still a baby who needs to fill out before I take the ring by storm.

I also had a one-on-one chat with the judge who told me point blank that my biggest fault today was my handler, Daddy Dawg. He must have had NASCAR on the brain and thought it was a race around the ring because at one point the judge asked him to slow down so that I wasn't just a brindle blur. Thank Dog Grammy Lee will be handling me next weekend at the Potomac Boxer Club Fall 2008 Sweepstakes and Specialty where there are 80 boxers registered to compete.

Quite frankly, we were all lucky to come out of the day unscathed because of the black walnuts that were pummeling the picnic area. I had to reassure my little bro' Rog who kept crying, "The sky is falling! The sky is falling!" that the world was not coming to an end. It makes you wonder about the wiring between those bat ears of his.

Shop 'til you drop

Looking for a special gift for that boxer lover in your life? Want to avoid the crowds and get your holiday shopping off to an early start? Then plan to visit BoxerHaus.com this Sunday for the ultimate Boxer shopping experience and help to raise money for Boxers looking for loving, fur-ever homes at Adopt a Boxer Rescue (AABR).

Beginning at midnight on Sunday, October 5, 2008, BoxerHaus will donate 10% of all sales for the day to AABR. Simply grab your seat, scoot up to the computer (credit card in hand, of course), and enjoy browsing through all the fun boxer items. But, don't forget to put a few in your shopping cart.

With more than 250 boxer items available for purchase, BoxerHaus is sure to have the perfect gift for that crazy boxer lover in your life. After all, anyone who's ever gotten to know our breed falls in love with us. What can I say? Our lip appeal is infectious!

Seriously though, what's shopping without picking up a little something for yourself? After all, somebody needs to boost the economy and you deserve it! So, what better way to do so than by getting yourself a little pick-me-up while helping boxers in need?

Remember that with every purchase you make throughout the day on Sunday, October 5, you are supporting Boxer Rescue. And as an extra bonus, all orders totaling more than $150 always receive free shipping!

Thank you, Aunt Beth Downey, for your generous and continuing support of Boxer Rescue. I can't wait to give you a big, sloppy Boxer kiss when I see you next for your generosity!