I want to bite your neck!

Count Calypso von Darkmoon and Lord Igor von Rigor wishing you a Happy Howl-o-ween from the South Mountain of the Micheaux State Forest in Pennsylvania, a popular subsidiary of Transylvania.

USS Potomac Sets Sail

Although people have celebrated Columbus' voyage since the colonial period, Columbus Day first became a federal holiday in 1934. Throughout the years, teachers, poets and politicians used Columbus Day rituals to teach ideals of Patriotism which were framed around themes such as support for war, citizenship boundaries, the importance of loyalty to the nation, and celebrating social progress.

Observed the second Monday in October, Columbus Day also gives federal and state employees yet another paid holiday. Although more than three months have passed since the July 1 deadline and Governor Rendell and the Legislature still cannot come to terms on a budget, I wouldn't be surprised to see a bill being passed that declares Talk like a Pirate Day as a paid holiday for employees of the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania. In the words of the wise Otto von Bismarck, "Laws are like sausages — it is best not to see them being made. 

While not all historians can agree where Christopher Columbus first landed in the New World, there is irrefutable documented evidence that Klaus von Newbert and his first mate Herr Roger were blown off course en route to Brushtown, PA and landed in Frederick, MD during their first expedition.

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
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