The difference between us.

I think this picture just about sums it all up...


While I am constantly on the go, and checking out my surroundings, Patches will just sit and chill. Sometimes his being so chill makes me look like a total spazz.

While I show my blantant hate for sweaters in the winter months, Patches will proudly parade in one all day if allowed. He must have a circulation problem, or something.

I can control myself when offered a treat, Patches will knock you over and steal it from your mouth if Mama doesn't watch him closely.

Patches poops and pees as soon as he hits grass...I like to sniff for hours before unloading.

I can walk for miles and miles, and Patches begs to be picked up after a few short blocks.

I prefer to hang with dogs who are the same size as me, Patches loves big ol' giant dogs, like labs and rottis!

I like the water, and Patches hates to get wet. (But, he dries much faster than I do!)

Patches respects Mama and Pop's paperwork, but I like to lay all over it.

Patches has (had) fleas, and I don't!!!

Posing for Mama

Yesterday, Mama took us on a long walk around our city park. It was such a beautiful day - sunny, yet cool. I wore Sparky's old sweater to keep me warm. Sparky had a sweater on too, but it was a little too long in the front, and he accidently pee-peed on it!

Here we are at Grandma's house before going to the park. See how nice his sweater was? I think he may have done it on purpose, because he hates wearing clothing. Oh well...at least Mama got one picture of him in it.


We walked and walked, and I was so excited that I didn't even realize how far or long we were going. Usually, I get tired and asked to be picked up. We stopped by the duck/goose pond, and barked at all the birds swimming in the pond. They were quacking at us big time. I think a couple of them wanted to eat me for dinner!


Then, we went to the top of this huge hill and sat for a little bit and gazed out at the fountain and lovely scenery. I'm also happy to inform everypup that we have completely mastered the dual leash!


After that, we went to the rose gardens. I have to admit - I like this picture the bestest - because it is only ME! I hope my Mama frames it.


Don't I look like such a big boy puppy?

We had such a great afternoon! Dory, when you come to visit, we are going to take you here!

Holiday Camping Trip

Just a brief update before I get to the more important stuff - my stupid pop did not propose to my mama. She's really sad, but us boys have been loving on her big time. I'm not really sure what the next step will be, but I'll be sure to keep everypup posted.

Camping was on the agenda for this weekend...although not originally. The real plan was to meet up with Dory and her human Liza, but my mama flaked out a bit and totally forgot they would be in town. (A couple days off does that to a person, I guess.) I want to personally apologize to my friends, because I was really looking forward to our play time. My mama feels really badly too.

Camping was fun though! I've been a couple of time this summer, but this was Patches' first time camping ever. He was a little unsure at first, but he caught on quickly. Plus, mama brought some yummy stuff to keep us busy when we weren't playing or running. Knuckle bones are the absolute bestest!

Pop built a fire.

We got a little too close - but it felt so good, it was hard to stay away. The nights were nice and cold, but the fire (and mama's fuzzy blankets) kept us nice and toasty warm.

Then, we got to do something we've never done before...run around off-leash!!! Well, I was off-leash - Patches had two leashes attached to him in case he got into trouble, because he doesn't know the "come here" command as perfectly as I do. Lucky for my parents, he follows me everywhere anyway. Check out our floppy ears as we run.



Back at the camp site, I dug for truffles (wild mushrooms) and Patches chewed on some sticks. Mama was really hoping I would find a truffle, because she said it would've gone nicely with our grilled steaks.




I hope you don't get a tummy ache from that stick!


We had a great weekend, and I'm hoping that my pop takes me camping again this weekend when he goes out with the guys.

Lots of updates...little time

First of all - TODAY IS MY BIRTHDAY! I'm ONE! My mama wished me a happy birthday this morning, but told me that we are not going to celebrate until tomorrow because she has to work tonight at the Symphony. I hope she makes me a cake, or something...

It's also my mama and pop's dating anniversary! September 29, 2000 was their first date. Pop still has proposed, and he has until tomorrow or my mama, me and Patches may be finding a new place to live. Mama's a little sad - but hopefully pop will do the right thing. We'll know for sure on Monday.

Patches pooped on me. Can you believe the nerve of that puppy? Mama put us in the same kennel so we could snuggle, and in the middle of the night, he snuck into the corner and dropped a stinky load. I was not amused, and we both had to endure pre-breakfast baths. I never want to share a kennel with him again, until he can control himself.

Mama had a really bad accident on Tuesday night...her car exploded on her. The engine overheated, she pulled over and looked under the hood. Suddenly, the reservior that keeps all the antifreeze and water for the engine popped a hole, and all that yucky stuff got all over mama's neck, face, arms and chest. She has 1st degree burns on her neck and chest, and we are not allowed to lay on her anymore. (Luckily it wasn't as bad as it could have been - although she was taken to the ER in an ambulance!) Doesn't every human out there know that you shouldn't look under the hood if your car overheats?! Not my mama!

Tagged by Clover

Clover, the incredibly cute puggy puppy (and one of our absolute favorites), tagged us twice!

The first tag is to tell you five names we have for our mom. Some dog bloggers had a hard time with this...but we didn't! Having a brother means that you talk about your humans behind their back!

1. Mama
2. Miss Cheap-o
3. Kit-Kat (yum! Well, this is pop's nickname for her.)
4. Stinky...just take my word on this.
5. Pillow Chest

And now, for the car that is most like me....

A TOYOTA PRIUS!!!

I mean really, is there any other car we could've picked? (I think that Toyota should give us a Prius since we are both hybrids as well - - we particularly like the green model, and it doesn't have to be fully loaded...we're simple folk.)

We're going to tag Amber, Solid Gold Dancer and our new puggle pal, Cooper!

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Mama tried so hard to take Patches' picture last night, but he was being such a puppy! He'd sit still for like, a nano-second - then jump up and try to lick the camera. I have no idea how this whole Christmas card idea she has is going to work. Mr. Poopalicious has finally grown out of the sleepy stage, and is now into the "play until you drop dead" stage....which is fine by me, because I am in that stage as well!

Sit down Patches Earlobe, and smile - you'll get a treat dontcha know. Oh, and try to look cute.

There! That's a good boy.

Sleeping arrangements

Ever since my first day home, I've wanted to snuggle. Usually I fill that need by cuddling up with my mama or Black Dog...but last night, I finally wormed my way into Sparky's heart!

Sharing Toys

The one drawback of having a younger sibbling, is having to share toys. We have a whole basket will of different kinds of squeekies, stuffies and chewies - but whatever I have, Patches wants. And, visa versa. It's just more fun playing with what the other has claimed as his own!

I can see that little puppy coming...

Sometimes, we share.

Patches, this is the way you bite it to get that squeeky sound!

Sparky is in trooooooooooouble!

Mama made a berry cake last night, and left it on the counter to cool. Neither of us can reach the counter, but when there is a will, there is a way...


Apparently someone has a sweet tooth and it isn't me. I didn't even have to tattle, because Sparky got caught in the act, the second time!!!

He couldn't even hide the evidence. Is that a strawberry on your head, or are you happy to see me? Ruff, ruff!

The dual leash

Mama picked up a new leash for Patches and I to share when we go for our walks. She thought that it would easier than two separate leashes, especially since we live in the city with lots of traffic. However, after testing it out all weekend, we happened upon some pretty major flaws.


The first time we used it, the leashes were the same length. Mama did this because she thought it would keep Patches and me on equal footing. And it did, for a little while. Then, I had to stop to poo...and I poo'ed right on Patches' nose before my mama could figure out what was happening! Needless to say, our walk ended there and Patches was forced to have a bath.

After that incident, mama made an adjustment to the lengths - giving me a little more, and Patches a little less. Just when we thought we had a good balance, we all stopped to socialize with an Amber/Charlie knock-off. If you look closely at the picture, you will see that my portion of the leash got wrapped around Patches' neck...when I decided it was time to move on, I pulled on the leash and dragged Patch-man about 15 feet before mama could make the correction.


Oops! Not my fault!!! We're still working on this dual leash thing! After that, mama unhooked us, and finished the walk with two leashes. (Luckily, she came prepared!) I don't know how many more walks it will take for us to perfect this system, but we are not about to give up so soon!

The cup of doom

Someone help...my big brother got his face stuck in a cup!


Bad cup! I'm gonna bite you until you cry for your mama! No one tries to swallow my brother and lives to tell the story.