My new girlfriend: "CC." Why? (One reason: LOOK at how good we are together)

1. She's hot. A bit old, but experienced. One hot Chow.


2. She lives out of town, so I can play the field at home....the dog park, that is.


3. She's aloof. Not too cutesy touch-feely all the time. Like it.


4. She hates my sister dogs and will attack. And she makes them bleed.


5. She's an only dog. No bothersome sibling dogs.
6. She's an heiress dog; probably got a big bundle of bones coming her way.
7. She's so frisky she has to be leashed at all times. Ohhh yeah.
8. Her bark turns me on.
9. We're both fixed. Ohhhhh yeah (double up).
10. One purple tongue. Need I say more?

After a drinking binge...

It was a hard night. Sophie, my sister dog, and I got sloshed tonight. Had a bit too much to drink. So did Daddy. No, wait. Dadddy and Mommy don't drink. Booze, anyway. We all drink water, though. This family is B-O-R-I-N-G. Man, I got stuck with 'em. Sophie takes up too much room in the bed. Mommy thought it would be funny to take a picture of me sleeping on my back. I was too hammered to notice.

Pictures from New Media Class!

Class: Here are pics from today's class (January 21, 2011). Feel free to use them in your blog. Right mouse button click and save as a picture (JPG) to your desktop. Then upload the pic into your blog.

Inauguration Bunsen

I watched the inauguration of Barack Obama on January 20, 2009. A pretty historic occasion. I say the Obamas should get a shelter dog like Bunsen. We rock the house! I watched the swearing in and then had to go sleepies next to my sister Audrey. I finally learned her name, but who cares? I'm Bunsen. I'm the BIG DOG here.

I play with "ball ball."

It's fun to chase "ball ball."

I Sleep Next to What's-her-name

There's that little bratty dog. I can go sleepies here, too.

I Go Sleepies in the Car!

See, that's me between the lady and man. I go sleepies. I learned that their names are Judy and Todd. Whatever.

I Discover Sleepies

I didn't know how nice it could be. I mean, sleepies rock the house! I guess I'm, I dunno, catching up on about a year of sleepies. What am I, about a year old? No, maybe younger. Here, that man and woman woke me for a second with their stupid camera. I stick my tongue out, yeah! Ha! Yes, they catch me napping. Nappin' is the new Bunsen.

Guess what! The lady and man figured out my name: Bunsen! How'd they do that?

I Am Finally Adopted

Yep. Those people came back. The lady did, anyway. At first, I didn't want to leave. But those other dogs are nut jobs and I wasn't getting any good sleepies. But what if the lady is a crackpot and they want me for experiments or something? I decided to take my chances and let her adopt me. So far, so good.

I fell to sleep on the man on the couch. Later, after they went to another room, I woke for a few minutes to post to this new blog, since the shelter blog is not working...I think my crazy doghouse mate changed my password. Girrrrl! That's what you get for opposite sex room assignments.