Swami Sniffananda

People are always asking me where I come by all my wisdom and fundamental canine cool. Well the fact is I get a lot of it from hanging out with my guru Swami Sniffananda. The dude is always tripping on the fragrances of the inner planes, not to mention dead skunks on Petaluma Hill Road. Some day I hope to be as cool as him if and when I ever achieve full dog realization.

Dodging a (coal) bullet

I tried exercising my Fifth Amendment rights with Santa but he wouldn't buy it. After I copped to all the stuff I've done in the last year he still hugged me anyway. That fat guy's all right. (Even though he bore a troubling resemblance to that weird proctologist who's always following me around)

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A Dog Park Christmas

JINGLE BONES

Dashing through the grass

Chasing lots of balls

Crashing into folks

And laughing if they fall (Ha ha ha)

Pooping everywhere

Getting into fights

What fun it is to laugh and sing

A dog park song tonight

(Oh) Jingle bones, jingle bones

Lots of squeaky toys

Oh what fun

It is to run

And make a lot of noise

Jingle bones, jingle bones

Lots of squeaky toys

Oh what fun

It is to run

And make a lot of noise

A day or two ago

I found a puddle deep

I jumped and splashed around

And made my owner weep (Boo hoo hoo)

When they got me home

They washed me for an hour

And since I ate a lot of grass

I threw up in the shower

(Yea!) Jingle bones, jingle bones

Lots of squeaky toys

Oh what fun

It is to run

And make a lot of noise

Jingle bones, jingle bones

Lots of squeaky toys

Oh what fun

It is to run

And make a lot of noise

©2010 Brian Narelle

Meeting super fan Parker

Warren dragged us along to Jenner over the weekend to meet two year old fan Parker who rewarded him with two sticky stars on his nose. It doesn't get better than that.

Front page news

A bunch of my friends made the cover of the local paper this week (The Community Voice - Cotati/Rohnert Park CA) in an article about the Best Friends Canine Club (of which I am an honorary member). We have the people there well trained, including the guy in the hat who runs a virtual tummy rubbing spa.

Philadelphia rocks!

The Philadelphia airport has a series of Pet Ports (read that "outdoor pooping places") so that service dogs and the like can cozy up to a fake fire hydrant when they're traveling. The city of brotherly love just scored some big points in my book! CLICK HERE for newspaper article

Gotta love it when it rains

I just came across this cartoon of my friends Nori and Sweetpea (dog park buddies). With the recent rain there is now an abundance of mud to eat every morning. It doesn't get much better than that.