I.P.Freelee

Today I got mad at my person for not playing with me enough and I peed
on his lift. That will teach him!

Brooke is Here

Brooke is visiting this morning. Her mommy just left though and she's
a little nervous I think. It's nice having company though. Mike
likes it because I tear up less stuff with her around

Brooke Came For a Visit

Brooke came for a visit today. After we milled around for a while in the warehouse, we decided to lay down in my favorite spot (right in front of the store by the door) and shred some stuff - just to make Mike mad. But, how could he when we're just so darned cute?

Besides, have a look - I even let Brooke have my chewy rawhide. She even took it home with her. I'm just such a sweet guy, aren't I?

Meet Biscuit

Today I met a goldendoodle name Biscuit. He belongs to the Mac Tool guy. Biscuit headed right for my food bowl and I suppose that's ok. I'm good at sharing.

That's good with Fred.

Watch Your Step

If you come in the store, be prepared. My favorite place for destruction is right inside the door on one of Mike's expensive customer logo rugs. You'll notice, that just to taunt him, I prefer shredding his bills and paperwork instead of playing with the $25 worth of toys he buys me.

The Cold Shoulder

Well I woke up and it seems like something is missing. You know. Down there. It's as if I was abducted by aliens or something. And try as I might , I just can't account for a couple hours today.

I can't figure it out though but my person, Mike, dropped me off and was there at the end so I can't help but think be had something to do with it.

Anyway, that's my story and I'm giving him the cold shoulder just in case on the ride home.

Now time for a nap.

Where Am I Going?

My person got me up before the sun this morning. Nobody else was up in the house and it was really weird. He put me in the truck and we went on a really long ride - the opposite way from the shop.

Then he put me in a crate inside a van with all of these other dogs and cats and left me with strangers! What the.......

My Friend Flea

This is my new friend, Flea. Flea's person is named Dale and he owns Omega Wholesale Auto, which is right by my shop. I have seen Flea a few times in passing but today we became buds when he followed me back to the shop. I even let him share my water bowl, as you can see here. No barking. Just nice sharing. I think he likes me and, heck, I could use a friend with four legs around here to talk to sometimes. Just don't eat that body lift puck over there. That's MINE!

My Friend Brooke

This is Brooke. She's a chiweenie. We love to wrestle even though I am
10 times her size.

Mondays are Boring

Mondays seem to be boring around here. After a weekend of playing with Mike's six other dogs at the house, having to come to work and watch him just seems a little, I dunno, dull. Here's a picture of me begging to go out, even though he just wrestled me on the showroom floor. Oh well, guess I'll go eat another one of his expensive mouse traps or something. That'll get his attention!

Catchin some rays

Mike (my person) hooked me up with a lead so I'm out catchin some rays
while he works on a jeep. This is the life.

The Other Dog

This is where I keep seeing that other bassett hound out in the
warehouse. Mike goes and does stuff at the water hole and the other
dog is always there when I get close and look. Sometimes I'll bark
at him but he still comes back next time I check.

Meet Fred

Awoooooo!!!!!! Howdy! Name's Fred. I'm the new shop dawg at 4x4ROCKSHOP. Seems someone had the nerve to let me loose. Then some guy found me, drove me a couple hundred miles away and then let me get lost again. Some nerve!

Well, I was wandering around in the rain one day, just minding my own business in the middle of a busy intersection when this lady swipes me up and takes me to 4x4ROCKSHOP. She said they found the guy who had me for one day and let me get lost again but he never showed up to get me. Some people!

So here I am. My person's name is Mike. He runs the shop here and he lets me ride in the truck on long trips and stuff like that. I get to watch out the window and hang out and jump all over the customers. He keeps yelling at me to quit but I pretend not to hear him sometimes - even with these gigantic ears.

Anyway, he felt like I needed something useful to do around here so he set up this blog for me. It's hard to type with my enormous, crooked paws, so he still has to type it in for me.

So, stay tuned for my next post. I have to go. I have a boney to go bury in the warehouse.