Oh Boy, OH BOY, Ohhh Boooyyy!!!

You guys are gonna get a kick out of this one!!!

A couple of days ago, my Daddy decided to stop by the Oregon Humane Society just to show me off.
Well, turns out, they all know me there from reading this blog! How cool is that?
But wait, it gets better - MUCH better!

The nice girl at the front desk told us: "Hang on a second, there is someone I know wants to see you!"

Next thing I know a lady comes down the stairs with MY BROTHER!!!

I tell ya, I about fainted, squealed and peed myself!

It was like looking into a mirror!
Ruckus ( cool name, ain't it) is my spitting image!

We are even within a couple of pounds in weight.

Same color, same built, same tail...

Well, we sniffed each other for a couple of
minutes and instantly recognized each other
as brothers!


Amy, Ruckus' mom, was so nice, she took us out through the building and let us play in the back yard!

Obviously everybody we passed was just amazed
and happy to see both of us.

At times they could not even tell us apart!

Too bad Jay didn't have his good camera with him.

The phone camera just does not do us
justice.

I am sure we can do another play date and take better photos.


In the meantime, here is a picture of Ruckus at
work at the Humane Society.

He is just as lucky as I am - he gets to be with his
mom all day just like I get to be with my daddy all day.

Thanks to Amy, I also learned more about my family!

Our actual birthday is March 25th, our mom is a
170 lb St. Bernard and our dad is a 130 lb Rottweiler...

Isn't he a handsome devil? A stud... just like me!

Amy and Jay decided to set do another play-date again soon. Jay is even thinking about organizing a "family reunion" some time next summer.

Maybe the nice folks at the Oregon Human Society can forward this blog to all the nice people
who adopted my brothers and sisters and we can all get in touch with each other and plan on a dog park we can take over for a day!

That would be just too cool!

See y'all very soon!

Newman

WOW! It's been a looooong time...

... since I posted here.

Well, you know, busy growing, digging and chasing cats!

Actually, the only thing true, is the growing part.
I am 8 months old now and just hit 90 pounds on the scale. Jay is working on a second mortgage to pay for the food bill!
And I think it's a good thing my tail got clipped right away, anything on the coffee table would be in the line of fire. Heck, a couple of months from now stuff on the dinner table would be at risk!



Diggin' I don't do much because Jay and Cindy obviously don't like me doing it in the yard - I am pulling some weeds though, they don't mind that at all. Go figure...


As for chasing cats, heeeelll NO - those things scare the bejeezus ( is that a word? ) out of me.
The other night I hopped onto the bed and there was Kiki. Next thing I know I got one on the nose... Hey, I didn't see the little brat there!
Oh well, I just give the furry bastard a slightly wider berth for a while.

Anyways, I am doing great and people always stop and give me nice compliments - I guess I am a real stud.
I get a lot of exercise. Between walking in the morning for half an hour, the dog park in the afternoon for a couple of hours and the half hour walk at night I am burning calories like Arnold in his prime. And I look just as ripped too.
As a matter of fact, those Great Danes at the dog park don't have a prayer anymore!
I guess it pays off that Jay takes me out no matter what the weather is like - sometimes I think he is a little crazy when he drags me out in the freezing rain. I would be happy to just do my business in the back yard!

Since I posted last time, I found out that the AKC actually recognizes me as an official mix-breed. They call me a St.Weiler - how lame is that? St. Bernweiler is OK, Rottenard is fine too. But St.Weiler??? GIVE ME A BREAK!

Thanksgiving was sorta bummer because I didn't get to go with Cindy and Jay to the bay area, but I got to stay with my friendly neighbor Tom and visited his family with two big dogs. I really like Tom and it all went well. But I think he was not too happy when I tried to dig out one of his brand new Rhododendrons - Hey, I thought it was a weed...

After 5 days away, I was glad to see mom and dad again, but I made sure not to show it too much. Well, after a milk bone and a good walk I caved in and loved them again.
Go ahead, call me "easy"...


Sorry, but I don't have any recent pictures for this post other than what is on Jay's cell phone - the quality sucks and I deserve better!!!
I'll make sure he takes some soon.