Have A Great Day!

Have a wonderful weekend folks.
I am sleeping in this morning.

Cool Birthday Card

As a follow-up to this post, here is one of the b-day cards my servant Natalie received a couple of weeks ago.
Pretty neat, huh?
Personally, I prefer the middle one. Go figure!

Happy 1st Day of the Legislature!!!

Happy 1st day of the Second Session of the Fifty-Sixth Legislature!!!
(Click here to view New Brunswick Legislative Assembly website.)

The Life and Times of Genghis Dhag - Part II

Tune in every second Friday for a little comic strip based on my life.
Part III: Friday, November 30th, 2007.



























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I AM...Hungry!

Actually, I'm always hungry.
Actually, I'm always starving.
Therefore, I am always dying of hunger.
Please feed me to keep me alive.
Send all food and scraps to me.

Famous Beagles - The World's Most Famous Beagle

SNOOPY!!!

Snoopy first made his appearance on the strip on October 4, 1950, two days after the strip premiered, and was identified by name on November 10. Schulz was originally going to call him "Sniffy", until he discovered that name was used in a different comic strip. It isn't clear just who's dog Snoopy is because in the strip, of February 2, 1951 Charlie Brown accuses Snoopy of following him, only to be told by Patty that Snoopy isn't following Charlie Brown but merely lives in the same direction. Indeed many early strips show Snoopy interacting with Shermy and Patty without Charlie Brown making Snoopy appear to belong to everyone.


Snoopy was a silent character for the first two years of his existence, but on May 27, 1952 he verbalized his thoughts to readers for the first time via a thought balloon; Schulz would utilize this device for nearly all of the character's appearances in the strip thereafter. In addition to Snoopy's ability to "speak" his thoughts to the reader, many of the human characters in Peanuts have the uncanny knack of reading his thoughts and responding to them.


Click here to check out his Wiki entry.


Snoopy's first appearance: October 4th, 1950
(Good thing he became more interesting!)

Squaresbourg Comics

WOOHOO!!!
Today is the day where my human servant Erik's website (www.squaresbourg.com) goes online.
The best thing about the website is that my biography will finally be on sale, as well as t-shirt transfers with my face on them!
Go to Squaresbourg post haste to view some really cool stuff!!!

Oh, and click on the Ackbar drawing to see him blink and stuff.

How To Draw...ME!

Here are instructions from my servant Erik, on how to make a pretty drawing of yours truly!!!
(Click on image to view the photo in a larger size)

1. Start with a pencil, and draw a square (his mouth).
2. On top of that square, now draw a diamond (his head).


3. Below the square, draw a rectangle (his body).
4. Under that rectangle, draw another (his paws).


5. Now on the mouth part, draw a square for his nose.
6. Under that square, draw an "E" shaped line to make his little smile.


7. On the head are, draw 2 L-shaped lines from the mouth part to the top of his head.
8. On each side of those 2 L-shaped lines, draw 2 lines to make his eyes.


9. Now, go to the lower rectangle and make a bunch of vertical lines to make his paws.


10. Now, make another bunch of vertical lines to make his legs.
11. The outer-most lines should be a bit slanted.


12. Go to the top of the other rectangle and make to slanted lines that reach the mouth square.


13. On each side of his head, draw a rectangle-type shape to make his ears.



14. To make his tail, go to his body and draw a small rectangle and then a triangle.


15. On each side. within his body, draw 2 rectangles to make the pattern in his fur.
16. Below the mouth square, draw a horizontal line and then a bunch of vertical lines to make his collar.


17. With a marker, draw along the lines. Do not draw along all the lines because we want to erase some of them.


18. Once you are done lining the drawing with your marker, let it dry for a couple of minutes and erase the pencil lines.


19. Add colour and... Voilà!!! A drawing of Genghis!!!


PS-Thanks to Natalie for photos.

Remembrance Day - Sergeant Stubby

Remembrance Day is a day to celebrate our wartime heroes.
Here is one of them.

Sergeant Stubby

Sergeant Stubby (1916 or 1917 – 16 March 1926), was the most decorated war dog of World War I, and the only dog to be promoted to sergeant through combat.

Stubby was found on the Yale campus in 1917 by John Robert Conroy. He was of unknown breed; some sources speculated that he was part Boston Terrier while his obituary described him as a "Bull terrier" (which was at the time synonymous with "American Bull Terrier" and "Pit Bull terrier"). Stubby marched with Conroy and even learned an approximate salute. When Conroy's unit shipped out to France, Stubby was smuggled aboard the USS Minnesota.

Stubby served with the 102nd Infantry, 26th (Yankee) Division in the trenches in France for 18 months and participated in four offensives and 17 battles. He entered combat on February 5, 1918, at Chemin des Dames, north of Soissons, and was under constant fire, day and night for over a month. In April 1918, during a raid to take Schieprey, Stubby was wounded in the foreleg by the retreating Germans throwing hand grenades. He was sent to the rear for convalescence, and as he had done on the front was able to improve morale. When he recovered from his wounds, Stubby returned to the trenches. After being gassed himself, Stubby learned to warn his unit of poison gas attacks, located wounded soldiers in no man's land, and — since he could hear the whine of incoming artillery shells before humans could — became very adept at letting his unit know when to duck for cover. He was even solely responsible for capturing a German spy in the Argonne. Following the retaking Château-Thierry by the US, the thankful women of the town made Stubby a chamois coat on which were pinned his many medals. There is also a legend that while in Paris with Corporal Conroy, Stubby saved a young girl from being hit by a car. At the end of the war, Conroy smuggled Stubby home.

The Life and Times of Genghis Dhag - Part I

Tune in every second Friday for a little comic strip based on my life.
Enjoy!



























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Be My Friend...Please

Well, it has been over 1 week since the launch of my website and I am kinda sad.
I hardly have any Facebook friends, hardly anyone subscribed to my feed and hardly anyone left me comments.
People, this is my 7th post since day 1!!!
I would have to say that I have a great average.
Furthermore, I GUARANTEE at least 2 posts per week, if not 3.

Do you not like me?
Hath not a Beagle eyes?
Hath not a Beagle ears, organs,
dimensions, senses, affections, passions;
warm'd and cool'd by the same winter and summer as a Human is?
If you prick us, do we not bleed?
If you tickle us, do we not laugh?
If you poison us, do we not die?
If you feed us, are we not sated?
If you do not befriend us, are we not sad?





















Please be my friend...
(How can you say no to a face like mine?)

Poor Little Beagle - Part II

Finally, someone willing to call it as it is!!!
(Click here to read Part I)

Letter of the day | Dogs take work and a lot of commitment
Published Wednesday November 7th, 2007
Times and Transcript
Appeared on page D8

To The Editor:

I just read your front-page story about the beagle who can't seem to find a permanent home and find myself a little perplexed.

So let me get this straight: the Spragues couldn't get the particular dog they wanted, threw a public tantrum about it because they wanted him so badly, and then, when they finally got him, changed their minds and sent him packing after 24 hours because he was unruly?

Oh, I see. I guess they mistakenly thought they were getting one of those perfect dogs -- you know, the kind that can safely be left home alone unsupervised and ungated, the kind that sit angelically, tail curled neatly around their paws, waiting patiently for their family to return, the kind that don't chew on furniture or bark or whine or drag the laundry around the house, the kind that don't have any accidents.

I guess their mistake was in looking for one of those dogs at the SPCA.

Perhaps they would have more luck in the stuffed toys section of Toys 'R' Us.

Hey, guess what?

Dogs require work.

They aren't born knowing how to behave according to our standards. They require training and patience and -- most importantly -- commitment.

If you're not willing to supply all three, and maybe do some cursory research into how to raise a well-behaved dog instead of expecting magic, then keep walking past the dog cages and save everyone a lot of trouble and heartache.

The most ironic part about this saga is that the Spragues seem to think their next doggie audition, a beagle puppy, is somehow going to be any less of a handful.

To prevent the (probably inevitable) future return of that little guy, here's a helpful (though painfully obvious) tip: how about not giving your puppy free rein when you leave the house?

And, of course, the SPCA is somehow the bad guy in all of this, never mind that their mandate is to take care of unwanted animals, not to cater to the whims of flighty clients.

That anyone should have sent hate mail or threats their way is shameful.

This whole sorry mess leaves me disgusted.

Kelly Tynan,

Moncton

Happy B-day Mama!

My human servant Natalie, also known as Mama, is celebrating her birthday.
It should be known that yesterday, I got into the food (the door was not properly shut; btw, thanks Papa!).
I ate as much food as I could; it was AWESOME!!!
BUT THEN came the stomach aches, the farts, the burps and the pain...
OH THE PAIN!!!
But Mama canceled all her evening plans just to keep an eye on me and made sure I was all right.
She even got up in the VERY early morning to let me out so I could...take care of some business.
I had her really worried. Hell, I was worried myself.
Thanks for taking such good care of me Mama.
Happy birthday!!!

Poor Little Beagle

Can you imagine the fuss over this?!?!?!
Poor little guy; HE's the one suffering not you you stupid humans!!!


Beagle no one loves is homeless again
Family that fought for dog returns it to SPCA animal shelter
By James Foster
Times & Transcript Staff
Published Monday November 5th, 2007
Appeared on page A1

There's no happy ending as the story of the beagle that nobody, and then everybody, seemed to want has landed right back where the strange saga began -- with the doggie homeless and unwanted.

Now the manager of the Moncton SPCA is getting threats of bodily harm over the case.

"She has been sworn at, called foul names and physically threatened," said Lee McKeigan-Dempsey, president of the board of directors of the Moncton SPCA.

The story has more twists and turns than a soap opera, only this is about real people and a real dog.

In a letter to the editor to this newspaper, Denise Sprague of Amherst related how her daughter was crushed by being promised the dog in question by the Moncton SPCA, only to see it go to another home, only minutes before they were to pick it up.

The Spragues' story has spawned hate mail, threats of bodily harm and personal visits to the SPCA by people voicing disgust at the SPCA's behaviour, even though the organization insists it would never promise to hold an animal for a possible adopter, because sometimes those people never show up and an animal goes without a home.

Then the plot thickens. The very day Denise Sprague's letter appeared in the newspaper, the beagle's new adoptive family brought the dog back to the SPCA, saying it was not getting along with their other pet. This seemed to the SPCA like the perfect resolution to the conflict and the organization's board quickly approved that the dog be held and the Spragues be contacted.

"They were advised that the dog might have a urinary tract infection and exhibited signs of severe separation anxiety that might result in destructive behaviour if not properly attended to," McKeigan-Dempsey writes in a letter to the editor published today on the back page of this newspaper.

"They insisted they wanted the dog despite these issues and indicated that they had the time to work with the dog."

But one day after the adoption, according to the SPCA, the Spragues brought the dog back to the shelter, saying they couldn't cope with it.

"Unfortunately," McKeigan-Dempsey said, "this is the type of thing our shelter manager and staff deal with every day."

The board president expressed her regret that some people got so worked up over this case that they are threatening to hurt the SPCA manager and withdraw support for the group. However, she pointed out, the SPCA never promised the Spragues the dog and in fact has a strict policy never to promise anyone that they will hold an animal for a potential adoptor, a policy that they rightfully stuck to in the beagle's case.

"I just hope the public recognizes that often there is more to the story," she said.

The Spragues still feel they were wronged by the SPCA and hope the public isn't harsh on them for returning the dog.

"I know it's a real bad situation that we fought for this dog," Denise Sprague said.

"That little guy was a lot more than we bargained for. He did more than $500 in damage to our house in the first half-hour it was left alone. I can't have $300 or $400 damage to my house every day."

The beagle would be fine when people were around, she said. But when left alone, it would destroy everything it could get its jaws on -- curtains, door frames and window screens included.

It would make a good pet for someone who can constantly be around it, Sprague suggested, but even with five people in their house, there are times when no one is at home for a few hours or so.

Meanwhile, the Spragues are on a waiting list for a new beagle puppy that's not quite ready to leave its mother yet.

As for the beagle, he's back in the shelter waiting for his third adoptive family in just a couple of weeks. Other than the urinary tract infection, McKeigan-Dempsey said, "he's perfectly healthy."

"We are all quite confident he'll be adopted."

Stupid Pumpkin Day

My servant Natalie put a pumpkin out for some stupid day called "Halloween". Stupid people dressed up like monsters! Scared the crap outta me!

But that's besides the point. The point is the pumpkin left outside for decoration. Well, left to my own devices, what do you think I am going to do? Eat it! So I did, or at least I tried.

Chalk up "pumpkins" to my short list of "Foods I Do Not Like". Unless of course, it is boiled, mashed with potatoes, spiced and spilled on the floor. THAT, is pretty good.

I am pretty, oh so pretty...

Aren't I pretty!?!

I went to the dog groomer yesterday and it was great!
I just love the two ladies who work there; they give me treats all the time.

My nails are short; they were Wolverine-ish.
My fur is shinny; it was full of soot and sap (don't ask).
My ears are clean; I was hard of hearing for a while.
But my breath still stinks; stupid servants forgot my toothbrush.