Dad's a Cubs fan...what's he thinkin?

Dad loves the Chicago Cubs--it makes me feel sad--but I admit this made me laugh!

A choo-choo?

A crazy drunk woman literally sat with me on the city sidewalks because I was cute, dragged me into a bar to meet her boyfriend and then proceeded to call me a "choo-choo".

For the record---I am not a train.

Nice line by Fr Dave and Dad about me on their recent podcast with Fr Roderick from the Daily breakfast podcast.

You Called My Dog What?

We ran the gamut on our late night walk last night. We heard the follwing comments:

"Give that dog a boot." - knucklehead Irishman outside of a local establishment.

"My man that is an awesome dog!" Young guy heading into a local establishment.

"He's adorable!" Young woman sitting on park bench.

But the kicker was....

"Look honey, a rat on a rope!"

Now my dad is pretty even keeled most of the time (yeah right!) but tonight he wasn't in the best of moods. So he looked the guy dead in the face and said "Dude, that's not nice. How'd you like it if I called you a penis in sneakers."

The chick with him and three other women cracked up.

The guy came near dad and he said, "I'd watch my step if I were you. Haze is a high jumper and if I give him the signal he will grab your neck with his teeth and wrestle you to the ground--and then this "rat on the rope will embarass the hell out of you."

"You're bluffing."

Dad said, "Yeah but it's a powerful bluff!" a line from one of his favorite movies The Prince of Tides.

Mr. Smart aleck went inside and left us alone after that.

I'm such a menacing dog--all 8 pounds of me.

Haze

Crate = Awesome

I slept without barking until 5:45AM. Huge. Dad got a good night's sleep and was much happier today. The crate is cozy and I go in there several times a day just to chill. Aaaaaaahhhhh, a place of my own in the house. My own personal retreat.

Congratulations goes to Tatiara Santana and Joe Werner who celebrated their engagement with mom and dad and a bunch of friends today. The fun couple went to Nicaragua with mom and dad on a mission trip and have been very helpful in mom and dad's possible adoption--despite the fact that Nicaragua didn't work out. Joe is a great Mr. Fix It type of guy who taught dad not to electricute themselves.

Calmly sleeping in the new crate

Dad got me a pet carrier today because he thought I might actually sleep better in there and so far he is right. I don't always go into the crate right away but when dad throws a treat in there--I can't help myself. It's nice and snuggly in here and dad put my doggie bed in here too along with his sweaty t-shirt and it all keeps me very calm--although it's nearly 2AM eastern right now and I have a long way to go to sleep through the night.

Dad got a new water squirter so I'm back on track now with the barking beginning to cease more and more on our walks.

I was just reminded that next week is dad's friend Fr. Brett Hoover's 40th birthday. I like Uncle Brett a lot and licked his head when he was here. He really doesn't like small dogs but somehow I charmed him into thinking that I'm an OK pup!

Thanks also for the snausages, Dad!

Pics of the Blessing of the Animals

About 70 dogs joined me along with two igunanas and a parakeet at the Blessing of the Animals at the Church of St. Paul the Apostle. Dad even got to talk about it on Sirius Satellite Radio's Catholic Show.

Our first picture is Fr. Jamie Baca, CSP giving me my first blessing. We like Fr. Jaime who was just assigned here. He's always so warm and inviting.

Here are some of my new friends who also got blessed.

I didn't catch the parakeet's name but he was cool!



Some random doggies who tried to drink out of Fr Jaime's holy water bucket.



And here is me and dad by the baptismal font.








The ceremony was cool with some singing and then a generic blessing on all of us animals and our owners. I went a little crazy upon entering and dad dropped the water sprayer in the cab (YAY!) so he couldn't squirt me. But mom saved the day by making a makeshift one out of a milk bottle and a fantastick squirter (cleaned out of course). I calmed down and sat near other dogs for awhile without barking. Mom was very impressed. Dad was happy because he was really mad that the water squirter fell out of his back pocket in the cab.

Read more from dad's article yesterday and then read a review of dad's book from Erin Ryan at the National Catholic Reporter.

I slept until 4:30AM without any trouble last night and gave mom and dad some relief. Dad took his old t-shirt and stuck it in my bed and that helped me to relax breathing in his scent. (Ode to gym sweat). I did poop and pee in the bedroom though after that--so dad wasn't that happy with me this morning. But what do you want? I ate some treats before bed and I had to go. I went on the wee-wee pad and newspaper--isn't that where I'm supposed to go?
Humans! They just send so many mixed signals. Mom and Dad are considering getting me a crate--I hope that means that I get to sleep in their bedroom.

Blessing of the Animals

Today is the feast day of that cool dude St. Francis...and low and behold, I'm a star. The website that my dad founded, BustedHalo.com features me today in an article written by my dear old dad. Read it here

If you'd like to have your dog, cat or rattlesnake blessed today, head to St. Paul the Apostle Church tonight at 7PM where Fr. Gil Martinez will bless any animals (even stuffed animals--he blessed dad's monkey last year) you bring by. I'll be there--hopefully not barking at other dogs.