Refusal

As you can see from the picture, our flamingoes are covered in snow.  The whole orchard and desert resembles New England at this time of year, not New Mexico.  The only one who likes this stuff is the Captain:

'Roid loves the snow.  She couldn't wait to get out into the yard.  after a minute or so, she looks like this:

Snowbeard Lives!!!!!!!!!!!!

As for the chihuahuas, they refuse to even attempt to go outside.  Ever see a dog try to walk without its feet touching the ground???  And as for me, I grew up in Ohio and New Hampshire.  I see that white stuff and just hit the bed: 

Hope this climate change thing gets resolved soon.  I love my sun and desert!!!!

Merry Christmas, Happy Hannukah, Feliz Navidad, Happy Kwanza, Peaceful Solstice to all!!

Leny

First Mate of the Pirate Dogs

Winter??????

Leny got up this morning and looked out the window.  Convinced she had been transported back to New Hampshire, she returned to the bed with a sorrowful and apprehensive sharpradorial expression:

She had looked out of several windows and realized that the white precipitation that had accumulated over the preceding evening was not an illusion or the product of some bad bone turks:

view from the front door

looking out the dining room window

luminaria in the snow

Yes, a winter storm had hit Las Cruces and left its detritus all around the mud shack.  And besides, Weetz had grabbed the best location to be in on such a day:

Weetz by the "heatz"

Life can just be frustrating sometimes for a New Hampshire transplant to the Southwest.

A Pirate Dogs Fantasy

Here we are, the Wednesday before Thanksgiving, 2011.  Our parents tried to make us be cute, posing us on the patio:

Of course, Weetz and Petey Pablo gave our mom a hard time.  This is so lame!!!

We did relent and allow a picture---all of us but Leny.  She wanted no part of some staged sham with the turkey.  I mean, let's get real.  It's all about devouring turkey for both humans and canines.  This is the only thing that counts:

And hanging out around a table, in chairs, like poor humans have to do----that's just not our style.

Our dream is more like, the turkey's on the floor and we all get a shot, like the pack we are:

Ahhhhhhh, if only dreams came true..............

Of course, there's always a share of the left-overs.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING

FROM THE PIRATE DOGS

Language

For all the talk about making English the official language of the U S, we Pirate Dogs don't get it.  We honestly don't see a lot of difference between what's said here in the Southwest and, say, expressions from Brooklyn.

Case in point---look at these pictures:

Here in Las Cruces we'd say " Look at dos chihuahuas" and in Brooklyn they'd say "Look at dose chihuahuas."  'Nuff said.

Geriatri-Cat

Old age comes to all of us.  Sooner or later, there's that crack in the joints in the morning.  Sometimes these little physical ailments are accompanied by some greying around the muzzle or the brow.  But the geriatric male Siamese known around these parts as Commodore Cody is really having a go of it.

In his younger days, say at around 10 when this picture was taken, he was spry and alert.  You can tell from the expression in this picture that he has a clue of what is transpiring in his environment.

Today, he mostly sits on the kitchen table, looking for food.  When he opens his mouth, he emits no sound.   His lack of volume and teary-eyed look prompted a friend of the humans to insist he be taken to the vet.  Aside from a large amount added to the credit card, the result of that visit was the verdict that the Commodore is a healthy geriatric gentleman who has been prescribed special cat chow just in case he has some possible kidney dysfunction.  (I forgot to mention he no longer relieves himself in the cat litter box but rather he performs this act on top of the cover of the box.)

So Cody, at his advanced age, sits on the table, looks pathetic, and gets loads of human attention and sympathy.  Just look at this picture: 

But we Pirate Dogs know the truth.  Incontinence.  Forgetting how to meow.  The blank stare.  Isn't is obvious???  Commodore Cody is now the Alzheimer's Kat!!!!!!!!!

Misadventures in Grooming

O M G----you expect us to dress for Halloween after the groomer did this to us!!!!

Obviously I can't be Capt. Dreadlocks looking like this.  And look what they did to my tail!!!!

Never in all my life have I had a "poof-y" poodle tail like that.  What do they think I am, a cheer-leader with pom-poms??????  I am Captain of the Nargle for pity's sake!!!!

And poor Weetz--------

The groomer thinks she's part papillon, whatever that is, and left her with that weird long hair sprouting from the tops of her ears.  She looks like Salacious Crumb from Return of the Jedi, not like my navigator on the canine pirate space ship!!

"'Revenge is mine', saith the Lord" is all fine and dandy for you humans but I think this year will be the one where the Pirate Dogs do the tricks and we will get the treats as well, trust me.

posted by Captain 'Roid

Dia de los Muertos, 2010

From Pirate Dog to....

The Pirate Dogs and their cousins have been watching too much media coverage of the Occupy Wall Street movement and the terrorist trial of Abdulmutallab, the Underwear Bomber.  

Cousin Seymour Aloysius Siegfried Von Bucksnort, pictured,

has changed his name to Seymour Abdullah, the Dog Collar Bomber.

And Ensign Pablo Frijoles "Little Petey" has done his cousin one better.  Not content with just a conversion, Pobster the Lobster, as he is called, has founded the Symbolic Lobster Liberation Army.  All he needs is a newspaper heiress to complete his dreams.......

Of course the Klingon Kats won't be left out of this.  As one can see from the picture, Clytemnestra has raided the stores of the Canine Pirate Space Ship Nargle.

Can't wait to see what this crew does for Halloween..........

Super Hero II

After some complaints about picture quality in the post about Captain Dreadlocks, i decided to add a couple of pix to clear up any questions.

This is a picture of the Captain freshly returned from her last grooming experience.  Note the highly visible facial features.  One can gaze into her eyes.........

And here is the same dog after partaking of the Magic Cloven Beef Hoof which transforms the mild mannered and soulful 'Roid into the indomitable Captain Dreadlocks, devoid of eye contact and unrecognizable beneath the flowing hair..........

Super hero

It isn't enough for Emma 'Roid to be Captain of the Canine Pirate Star Ship Nargle.  Oh,no!!!  This entreprenurial cock-a-poo has evolved a new identity for herself.

Formerly a sweet unassuming cuddly dog in need of a groomer's touch,

Emma has found the magic Cloven Beef Hoof

which transforms her into that powerful superhero even more feared by Klingon Kats than the Captain of the Nargle,

CAPTAIN DREADLOCKS

The Promotion

 He's done it!!!!  After a furious battle in which he dragged a geriatric male Siamese out of the Canine Pirate Space Ship Nargle and an ensuing encounter in which he verbally assaulted (barked at) another Klingon Kat chasing her into the spare bedroom, Midshipman Petey Pablo Frijoles has been awarded the rank of Ensign in the crew of the space pirate dogs.  See how proud he looks!!!  And in the full orange harness that has earned him the moniker Pobster the Lobster.............

A Depressed Midshipman

Poor little Petey-Pablo.  The Midshipman failed his final today.  Seems he couldn't re-calibrate the kataflagrinator from the phaser interlock making it assured that the targeting system on the Nargle would not automatically lock-in on any Klingon Kats entering within range.  This means he cannot be promoted from Midshipman to Ensign.  He would be unable to perform the required duties on the bridge of the canine space pirate ship.  Poor little guy.  Perhaps this is why he has been nicknamed "Pobster the Lobster".  Or do ya think it could be the orange collar??????

New Picture

Since we had evicted the dad from the couch, we felt this represented an appropriate opportunity for a new group picture to replace the old one on the header of the blog.  It just seemed to be impossible to get the entire crew together for this undertaking.  But this morning we accomplished it.  And while we all still miss midshipman Bertequila, it was time to update the portrait of the crew.

Midshipman Petey/Pablo has shown a penchant for guarding the newest arrivals---Bellatrix, Hermione, Tonks, and Fleur.  These are a Barred Rock, a RI Red, and two Americauna chicks.  We think this has more to do with his thinking they are his personal chewies than with any chivalrous intentions of protecting them from Klingon Kat predations............

For a fuller discussion of the chicks including some controversy over their names, see http://zeesgowest.blogspot.com/2011/05/chickie-tv.html.

 

Easter 2011

It's very difficult being a Pirate Dog.  The lack of opposable thumbs forces us to plan and scheme to get Easter eggs colored and ready for the "big day."  Seriously, it's about a two week slog.  And the humans don't offer a lot of help and support, either.  Mostly we come up with diversions, like Pablo bringing in sticks and lizards, to keep them occupied and out of the kitchen.  One of the hardest tasks is getting the eggs out of their cartons without breakage-----try doing it without your thumbs before you laugh-----

And now, after all that hard work---two dozen ovals in red, green, blue, violet, and orange----

The freakin' Klingon Kats took them and hid them, probably in the bathroom near their litter box..........There will be payment!!!!!!!!!!!

Meanwhile, to all the rest of you,

Happy  Easter

from los perros piraticus

Bucksnorting

Auntie Bucksnort went to see her kids and grandkids in CA.  So we got stuck baby-sitting our cousins this week.  Cousin Seymour isn't too bad.  He looks like Petey/Pablo only a bigger version.  He listens to our dad, who has given him his name: Seymour Aloysius Siegfried von Bucksnort:

Seymour

Pablo on the rock pile

Now Auntie calls him Spike but since he answers to Seymour, well, we dogs kind of live and let live, you know............


Cousin Esmerelda, on the other hand, she's a basket case.  First, she is either constantly in motion or whining and barking at nothing.  Now maybe that's name confusion---Auntie christened her Kalili and calls her LiLi (pronounces lee-lee).  Then again, maybe she's just "special", as our Mom says......

Now Seymour has not only taken to hanging with our Dad but also with Weetz.  And Weetz is probably the least social of the Pirate Dogs and pretty much reacts to her cousin's attention with a scowl:

Captain 'Roid just laughs about it all:

and I really can't be bothered:

It's much too comfortable in bed!!!!  And after the Cousins leave, I'm sure there'll be boneturks for all:

Posted by Leny,

First mate of the CPS Nargle

el beisbol II

Leny is a very happy Red Sox fan----------and she's not the only one!!!!!!!!!  So, especially to you, Mr. FabP, here's proof!!!!!!

Our penguins came out of the closet in Las Cruces for this picture.

Know what this picture is???????  The South Pole state of

So while this post is in response to our buddy, The FabP's comment, just so you all know-------

Leny's smile is because the Sox are winning as this is being written!!!!!!!!

El Beisbol

O M G!!!!!   Gotta love those Yankees.  Why, they should handle those upstarts from Beantown without a problem this year.  Figure Derek will hit over .400; Cano, Texiera, and that fabulous 3rd baseman who never ever ever allowed a foreign substance into his body should combine for like 210 homers.  C C will pitch a couple perfect games and Mariano Rivera will shed 10 years and not blow any saves against Boston.  Right??????????

Somehow, I Don't Think SO!!!!!!!!

Big Puppy

Please don't forget what day it is-------April 1, 2011.


Happy April Fool's Day from the Pirate Dogs!!!!!!!!!!!!

About Dog Shows

So W T F is a "Scottish Deerhound"??????????  Certainly not one of us.......

Emma 'Roid, Cockapoo

Weetz Elva, Schnauzehuahua

Petey/Pablo, MinPinahuahua

Magdalena Cochiti, Sharprador

Real dogs for a real world...................

Spring Cuttings

February brings spring-like conditions to Southern New Mexico.  And the two Pirate Dogs who grow long winter coats start looking a little (??) ragged:

Emma the 'Roid has morphed into Captain Dreadlocks over the winter.

And Crow's-Nest Weetzie is also quite bedraggled.

So it was off to the Groomer with the two of them.  Of course the remaining Pirate Dogs, First-Mate Leny and Midshipmen Petey/Pablo were distressed at having to remain at home in the CPS Nargle.

But being loyal and good crew members they used the time to improve their skills, the Midshipman under the First-Mate's tutelage.

At noon, the Groomer called and informed us that she had completed her tasks.  Understanding the anxiety of the crew members at home, we rushed to retrieve the newly shorn.  You, dear reader, can ascertain for yourself if the results are an improvement:

The difference in the Captain is dramatic---her face can actually be seen and she doubtless has had her vision improved.

Now, Weetz------well, not so much of a difference although she should be cooler with the approaching warmer weather:

So that's the latest news from the Nargle and the Pirate Dogs hope all their Eastern readers are well dug out.  The Pirates are enjoying the sun and the 70's in Southern New Mexico.