Truly a HUGE concern for us anipals...

Hi Folks.

Its been brought to my attention da reel problems dat we are facin in da invirament at da moment and how it affects us anipals, well mainly us boy anipals......

Dis used to be what we looked out at, a cleen green place were we could run and bark and play flingy ball and go and do our "stuff" so we dont have do it on da carpet at home and upset da hoomins.

All da bad hoomins are cuttin down da trees to do stuff wif and day not replant dem and I been noticin dat dis been happenin but didnt realise just how bad it got until me be at da park da ova day. We arrived and me run round like a loonie as normal den me needs to go so I quick time look for a tree only to see dis..........

Bloody hell.........

I did wait and wait. It took forever to get to da front of da line and by dat stage me nearly popped. My bladder be so full me went and went and went.......

What we all gotta do is get our main slave hoomins to try and stop dis tree cutting down thing, it be real important for our planet as well as our bladder.

Let da anipals lead da world back from da brink!!!!!!!!!

BOL Baxter

Ive gotty me some new couzifurs....

Ma and Pa been away from home lately cauz Pa's Ma passed ova da hoomin rainbow bridge recently. Day stay wif dere real good pals Deb and Woodie and day got a cat named ZAC

 and a doggie named Sam, Pa calls him SAMMYMAN like Superman but different me finks.

I met dem before but day not likey me much cause den I was a wee puppy and didnt behave real good and dat annoy dem. I was a real pawfull but dat was way back when. I is older now and behave lots betta so im sure dat when we togetha again we all be anipals so dere now my new COUZIFURS, it nice to have new relatives.

Pa told Sam me be comin soon for a visit and he got all excited and couldnt wait for me to arrive, or dats what Pa told me. Me pretty sure he look excited here, i can understand why weez gunna have sooooo much good time.

So Sammyman I owes you a big fank you for looking afta my Ma and Pa when day was real sad cause me wasnt dere to help dem. You be a good mate and when we come on holiday again me bringing lots of treats and Bacon Beer so we can have a big fank you party.
I even get some cat treats for Zac even though I fink he never going to really like me.

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Pa say when he leave da Woodies house Sam was sit in da window waiting for me to come back........I comin soon Sam, hold on buddy.

BOL Baxter

Pa's Ma, I gunna miss her........

Pa and Ma are off today to see Pa's Ma, she be real sick and crossing da hoomin rainbow bridge probably in da nextest few days. I hope dat Max, Dougal and Sandy be on de ova sidey of da bridge waiting for her, day be all my pre-fur-brovers. She be look forward to see dem and be able to walk wif dem again she miss dat sooooo much.

I not had her as a Grandma long and she is sooo lubbly to me and Jess we bof going to miss her so heaps we bof be hanging our tails for her today. I been giving Pa so many ((((spoodle snuggles)))) to try make him feel happyer but wif limited success but i do fall off bed dis morning and dat did make Pa laugh, if I just new it was dat easy...........
Poor Pa's Ma she has had such a battle ova da last 4 years now she can go be at peace and wif all her lubbed ones.
I sad

BOL Baxter

Ma's latest TOOT

My Ma be da bestest Ma dat any spoodle could want to have. She look after me, feed me, take me for walks and generally da bestest slave I could wish for but boy oh boy dis morning we see a differen side of her.............................................

Dis morning I was lying in da hoomin beddie wif Pa when da Ma walked in da room. I was doping out half asleep when........TOOT

It be da noisiest TOOT dat I ever heard I got such a frightie I fought dat it be a earfquake but I was wrong in be Ma's bum.

Den da smell arrive, oh da smell it be da worstest fing dat I ever did smell and you know dat us doggies like bad smells but dis be worser.

I shout "Pa what was dat, was it Ma TOOTIN"

He confirmed my suspicians " Yes Baxter it is, your Ma just TOOTED and in my experience that will only be the start of it wait for the odor to arrive".

Boy was Pa right Poo Hoo I was gagging, Pa says "I dont know about you Baxter but Im out of here I cant handle the smell any more".

Pa and me jump outa bed and bof run fru to da sittin room and get da windows open real quick, we was holdin our bref da hole way so we dont get poisoned. It be like a kemical weapon, a weapon of mass distruction is how Pa describes it.

Fankfully Ma went to work dis morning so we can be safe for da moment but she will be home soon I hope dat she be all tooted out when she get back..

If youz see my Ma when youz on your walkies be careful you cant imagine what she be able to produce when she TOOTS.

BOL Baxter

Flingy Ball Day Out

 

 What a day I be have had today, when I did get outa my crate dis lubbly morning da Pa did say "Baxter do you want to go to the dog park?".

What a dumby Pa you know dat I dont understand nuffing that you ever say. Jess did get excit so me thought dat dis what ever he said must be good so me get excited.

 So off we went in da broom broom and den I real worked out just where we be going and I just lub da doggie park and bestest of all meeting new furiends and playing flingy ball, my favourite game of all.

 

 When me and Jess got dere we played and played a little bit den fru da gate do come my newest furiend Chester.

Lucky he did bring his ball as well so we bof play ball togetha and run round lots.

Den I did hear da gate be open again and I turn round and dere be a BIG black doggie coming in, I had neber seen him before and got a bit of a scary time when he did see me and just run straight at me real fastest. He got to me den da cheek of him he jumped me and nicked my ball.....

Well me be silly and scared for no reason cause he be good furiends wif Chester and dis be his game he nick your ball and take it back to your Pa so he can frow it for you. Dis be real handy cause sometimes I get confused and dont take da ball right back. His name is Dodge and me and him and Chester do run and run and play lots more.

Den after a while it be time to go home so me and Jess shout at Ma and Pa "Come on folks time to go home we be hungry" so we grab our balls and say bye bye to Chester and Dodge and in the broom broom we go do go home.

What a fun day hope we can go again tomorrow.

BOL Baxter

I found Ted some chicken..........

I has been soooooo stressed out for Ted (@TedLovesChicken) dat me not bean able to sleep more that 12 hours per day, not enuf for a spoodle puppy dats for sure.
I said "Pa, what can we do for Ted. Me wanna help!!!" Pa told me to follow my nose and I would find a way to help poor Ted. So I got da snooz into action and off I went...............

So off I did go down da road on dis lubbly Sunday morning havin no idea just where you get chicken but Pa told me to follow my nose so he is always right.

Dere are lots of people out and Im careful dat none of dem are da fuzz and looking for me!!!

I get down to da glassy building down da road dat Ma tell me is da Artie Gallery and I get a wiff.........yes........yes.....YES its chicken and a lot of it.

Its OK Ted Ive found da holly grale of chicken, da muther load no less. And it has to be in da worlds flashest chicken coop no less.

In I go escorted by Ma and Pa, I fink they have some idea what Ive been up to and dont let me out on my own any more.

And den I see it...........it be beutiefull.........just a sight to behold for my mate TED, it be da worlds biggest CHICKEN..........yippy.

I grabby da camera and get Ma to stand by it to give youz all a idea of just how big it really is, I just wanna eat it right there and den.

I done did ask if I could buy it but day said no dat it was worf hundreds and thousands of dollars and dats just way more dan my pocketmoney will allow. So Ted just for you my little buddy, and as a protest against hoomins not feeding us hoomin nom nom's I did NICK it.                                                                                                      I have it at home wif me now and is just licking de last stamp and den I gunna post it to Ted so he has real food and not have to rely on his nasty hoomins and wait for when it does do to suit dem to feed our mate real food.

I hope dat you can find a way to cook it Ted, I fink you be enjoying dis lots and come on all Teds other friends remember our campaign BEG FOR TED. Get it and post it on to him or if its scrambly egg send it on to me and I'll make sure it gets on to him, honest, truly........

BOL Baxter

Unfair treatment of my anipals

I has been hiding out afta da bomb fiasco hoping dat da police dont come find me and take me away for da bombing so Shhhhhhhhhh dont tell anyone bout me.

Sometimes though you have to put what you believe in ahead of you own self and put your freedom on da line for what is most important to you and dis is one of dese times.......

A frend of mine Ted, aka. @TedLovesChicken on twitter, has been the victim of some of da most terrible cruelty to an furiend dat i can imagine. Its so sad I is having trouble typing cause my eyes do leak and the leakys run down my snoozer and fall on to da keyboardie. If you have a week stomach you maybe stop here.

He has for the last day not had anything to eat but ANIPAL FOOD, no prawns, no chicken no nothing. His hoomins really being nasty to him it has even put me off my food and its scrambly Saturday morning. Poor Ted for all of us dat know and love him we are aware just how much he loves food I cant imagine his pain at da moment.

I propose we all get as much hoomin food as we can and send it to Ted like a food drop so he can survive, please help out our little buddy survive and make his tail work again its not at da moment!!!!

Go forth and "BEG FOR TED". I know I am.

Now back to hiding under da table away from da police for me.

BOL Baxter

Da Trial Run.....

Today be da day dat we find out just how practical my plan for the bomb really is, we did sleep in cause of daylight saving time changing, whatever dat is. This be da first ting dat I hadn't tought of, I should have known by dis it wasn't gunna be a great day.
We got up and had morning nom nom's, I cant go anywhere wifout my breakfast and then Jess and I did sneek out da back door when da hoomins wernt watching. We had da BOMB wif us.
We snuck through the back fence in our special sneeky out spot, over da carpark and into da neighbours place through there fence in a spot we had previously taken a few bricks from.

Da neighbours do have a real nice house so I wanna be careful so me and Jess redo da calculations to make sure we got dem spot on right, each time we does work it out we fink, no we sure we got it all measured right. Jess does check dat day still on holiday and dat no one home in da house den we hide behind da brick wall in a safe place so we tinking Health and Safety all the time ok.

Jess den says to me 'You sure about this Baxter' and I don't fink, my tummy takes over and I say 'Lets do it Jess'. My big mistake.

I jump on da exploder ting and BANG, da bomb goes off and dere is dust and smoke everywhere, it starts to clear and da first ting we see is da brick wall. A BIG clue dat me and Jess are no scientists.......

Wow me tinks, Jess does a runner and heads home to Ma and Pa shouting out 'Its all yours Baxter

, I'm not going to doggie prison cause you was hungry for nom nom's', tanks for your support Jess.

I den tink, well maybe de house ok..............

It appears not, da house be muntered...................................................

Oh gosh what I do now, da aftershake dat I done did use to mask da bomb was nuffing like dis big......So I do what any self respecting Spoodle would do, I wee myself!!!
After dat embarrassing fing I'm off home as fast as my little legs would carry me. Im throu da fence, cross da carpark, throu our wall and in da back door in world record time and den I go dive into my basket, I'm shaking and my heart is beating just so fast.
Jess not happy at all and just looks at me and says "Stoopid idiot Baxter"
Den da police do come and also da fire engine, den I get into more trouble cause I cant help it but I howl to da tune of da fire engine.
So far I is safe and nobody finks it is me but now I see Jess talking to da police man and point over at me. I fink she dobbing me in so she gets all da cuddles, bugger.
Im gunna ring my furiend Oz cause he da brightest dog I know and he be my lawyer..........I fink I'm in all sorts of trouble, oh shit wonder what da nom nom's are like in doggie prison.

BOL Baxter

Meeting "The Supplier"

I fought that I better tell you all about da meeting that I had to go fru to get the bomb for the 'job'. After da hoomins went to sleep Jess sprung me from my crate and we did sneek out. It was real dark but Jess is brave and led me down the town. We had to be stealthy so nobody fought that we be strays and we been take away to the pound, yuuk.







It was really dark and cold but the fought of hoomin food drove us on. We had to go down dis dark alley dat was a dangerous sort of place for two non streetwise puppies like me and my buddy, Jess.
"Come on Baxter be brave, weve come to far to back out now." she said to be so I hardened up and carried on.

We got to da door dat we had been told to and knocked 5 times and waited, and waited, and waited. Jess wanted to go home and she fought dat I was nuts and had got da whole lot of instructions wrong. I had da faith cause by dis time me was real hungry and could only fink of what was behind dat fridgey door fing.

A man finally came to da door............

He was real scary and said,

"Wot ya want ya mutts"

Jess was unhappy by this and started to reach into her handbag for her breeders papers but I had the wise head and said,

"We here to meet up wif Mr The Supplier"

"OK come in, giv me da camera Mr Supplier cant be identified you mutts"

All I could think of was 'Shut up Jess' dont upset this guy. So in we went into da office where I handed over da dog kibble as payment.

"Hi Mr Supplier......."

"Shut up mutts he said, heres da bomb, I know were youz live and If you breeve a word of dis to identify me I send my boys round to do youz over, got it"

"YES Mr Supplier I got it" Dont even tink of saying anyfing Jess!!

"OK mutts piss off"

So, after gettin camera back, we leave as quick as we can Jess and Me didnt wanna stay any longer than we need to I was scared outa my curls!!!

He was the nastiest baddest scariest Spaniel I or Jess had ever met!!!!!!!!

Off down da road we run and run till we is home again. phew safe at last.

Den we look at da bomb and it look a bit bigger dan we fought but what we know. In 24 hours we find out.

Till tomorrow BOL Baxter

New Plan (plan B)

After careful consideration wif Jess we have decided to try da bomb trick on da neighbours house in 36 hours time...............
My furiends on twitter convinced me that the danger was large and dat we best have a trial run.
I have been in touch wif da "Supplier" and he says it possible no problem to get anover bomb so we planning on da dress rehearsal in tomorrow tomorrow..
Da neighbours be away on da holiday so dere is no real danger to anyone.
Jess is worked on anover plan so its all go..............

Baxter

Shhhhhhh dont tell da hoomins...

Hey all my Anipals come over here behind the chair....

Make sure the hoomins dont see you going there.....

Check day not looking or listening......



I know a few of you fink my idea is nuts but.................I GOT A BOMB!!!!!
Or I fink I have, I got a mate who got a mate who got a mate...... well you understand. I eventually got to a real dodgy spaniel called "The Supplier" he barks wif a dodgy London accent. He said he can get me a bomb for my project and I have to meet him after dark in da park, I'm a bit scared but da fought of access to da fridge do drive me and Jess said she would come wif me and shes a real tuffy!!
So late tonight Jess going to let me out of my crate and den we going to meet dis dodgy type and make da exchange, hope its worf my big bag of my normal nom nom's dat he charging.

Den its all on............Wish me luck. BOL

Don't tell any of da hoomins its our secret!!!

Woops here comes Daddy I better get gone, "Yea I coming keep your shirt on!!!" geez da hoomins get impatient don't day.

Cheers Baxter.

Project Blow Up

Hi Guys just had to share a project I've been working on for a long long time. I need all the advice I can get cause I'm a little bit stuck at the moment and don't know what to do and if my plan will work.

The Background

I've noticed this thing in the kitchen da hoomins call a fridge, it seems to have a never ending supply of nom nom's. I gotta get in there and raid it somehow.

You can see just how much nom nom is available if I can just find a way in there and that's when I hatched this plan.

If I can just get in I have unlimited hoomin food and that be da bestset idea ever.

I have tried:

• Digging my way in, very unsuccessful cause da floor is really hard not like the garden outside which is soft and easy to dig.
• Running at da fridge and read butting it but again dat was really unsuccessful and all I did was make da hoomins laugh and give myself a sore head. Tank goodness my twitter furiend Coney stopped me overwise I have permanant sore head,
• Look for da keys was anover plan that I came up wif. If da hoomins need keys for da car dere must be keys for somefing as important as da fridge. 
• I also tried a ladder but day dont make ladders for anyone wif more than the two legs, none for us four legs at all.

None of dem ideas worked out so then da masterstroke........a BOMB

The Plan

You see here the layout of our target area and can understand just how much problem there is in getting access for the assault on da fridge.....



My plan is to set a bomb at da base of da fridge and den me and Jess hide round the corner in relative safety while KAPOW da bomb does go off and da fridge door do open.

You can see from dis drawing dat Jess did do for me, cause my Internet allocation is used up twittering, where we hide and set off da bomb and den we in to da food. Yippy BOL.

Me and Jess have even had a few trial runs while the hoomins havent been her.

Here we are checking just how long it takes us to get from da fridge to da safe zone dat we have got worked out.

So dats da plan

Do youz see any flaws wif the plan as it stands?

See anyfing we could do better?

Anyfing we havent tried before we do da bomb fing?

LAST QUESTION

Where does a Bichon and a Spoodle buy a bomb from?????

Snuggles

Hi Folks, just a wee pickie of me and Ma hoomin snuggling up on the couch.
I is so lucky to have a Mama dat lets me snuggle up when its cold.

BOL Baxter

My Mornings

Hi, I thought that it was time that I brought you all up to speed with just how my mornings start. A lot of my furiends are in the UK and I communicate with them in my morning so here's what I get up to in between.

5.30am Awhhhh.....geez I just did sleep really well dreaming bout bones and balls and zoomin everywhere. Me thinks me have a wee scratch........
5.45am Is that the hoomins I can here stirring in there bed right beside mine, is it time to get up? Should I have a wee cry yet?
6.00am Yip da man hoomin is definitely awake so I guess its time to have a wee cry and just let him know that I' awake and could do with a wee.
6.15am Da man hoomin gets up and does go to da toilet himself, why do day not let me go to da toilet myself inside I've watched often enuff.
6.17am Yippy I'm put on my lead and taken out by da big man hoomin to go pee pee, I've been needing this for a while now. Jess just sleeps on.
6.18am Were now outside, its a lubberly morning and I cant remember just what I'm out here for. Lots to see and do out here........
6.19am Aww yea I come out here to have a pee, right now just where will I go this morning the options are endless. Whats that over there......
6.20am Lots of interesting smells this morning, was that there last night...."What's that Dad". I am hurrying up its not that easy being a dog you know....DONT YELL AT ME
6.21am Now what was I doing again, looking at the garden.......Naw that's not it.......Oh I cant remember what I'm here for and Dad's yelling again......Oh yea pee that's right.......
6.22am I need to find a good smell to pee on, "All that shouting at me wont help Daddy". He doesn't understand the most important decision of the day......
6.23am Aww to hell with this I'll just pee here and tomorrow I will find a spot worthy of it. Whats that....I know I have sniffed there before twice but it wasn't right then!!!
6.24am That's better I feel good now. Right back to sleep for me. Hey Dad that's unfair its not my fault that you cant get back to sleep its easy......zzzzzzzzzzzz
6.25am Hey old man don't jab me don't you understand its still early and some of us like our sleep if you must get up early, don't wake the rest of us.......zzzzzzzzzzzzz

My Typist Daddy

I couldn't find a photo of Daddy alone so I got a better one that has my Mummy as well so I have all my staff in one photo. Its kind of a family portrait without Jess and I.
Da Daddy is da ugly one on the right in case you cant tell.
He is the one that does do all the typing for me cause I tried once and kept licking the screen to fix the errors and made a big mess on the computer.
He really likes getting me in trouble wif the Mummy and is able to bring on my 'Red Mist' at a moments notice.
He's fun cause we wrestle and play ball all the time.
So that's all my staff accounted for now we can get down to what happens in my life and in the job I have. I do work as assistant car park attendant to my sister Jess but more about that soon........

BOL, Baxter

My Hoomin Mummy

Dis is my Hoomin Mummy, she is da one that keeps me alive, if i relied on my Daddy I would be real hungry cause he always forgets. Mind you if it wasn't for him doing my typing my blog would be pretty dull.
My Mummy is about the best one around she feeds me and walks me and takes me out whenever I need to go toilet, da real important stuff.
Ive got her trained really well now I can get her to do anything I want at any time, it took a while cause she was hard to train but now the hard work has paid off.
Mummy tries to treat Jess and me the same but I know deep down that I'm the favourite of her cause she is always screaming out my name whenever I is doing something that is really fun, I guess this is to encourage me to keep doing it cause the more I do it the more she screams......she must get tired of it eventually.
Ive got to go now Mummy has taken the hint finally and is going to take Jess and me for walkies, I better go she would be unhappy if I didn't put on a big performance to encourage her.............

BOL, Baxter

My Sistafur Jess

This is a photo of my sister Jess, she is lovely and looks after me really good. She makes out she doesn't care about me but I know better and underneath it all she loves me.
She is a Bichon and was born on the 22nd of September 2001, she used to have an older brother Max a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel but he was gone long before I came on the scene.
She has taught me about chasing the ball, chewing bones and best of all how to get the humans to give me some of their food. Yum Yum.
She was the inspiration for my campaign #EqualFoodRightsForDogs or #DoubleNoms on twitter. We hope that one day we will have supermarkets the same size as the hoomins have for us anipals.

Hi Im Baxter

Hi I'm Baxter, welcome to my world.
Im a Spoodle crossed with a brick or thats what my hoomin slaves tell me. They say im not to bright but I dont see them with a blog so there!!!!
I was born on the 11th of January 2010 in Christchurch, New Zealand and was adopted by a lovely couple who look after me real good.. I have a sister, Jess. Shes a Bichon aged 9 and she knows all the tricks of how to get round the hoomins.
Hope you enjoy my thoughts and adventures, let the journey begin...............