Booze Hound

Last week, before the rains, Mom, My-Ryan and I went to hang out at Dolores Park with some of our human friends. My-Ryan let me have some of his beer. I love beer, even though sometimes it's bitter and tickles my nose.

Whoa, it's getting crazy in my brain.*

I may need to lay down.

Cheers M'Dears,

Lu

*No Lulu's were actually intoxicated during this photo shoot*

Rainy Blah Blah Day

It's rainy and I don't feel like doing anything. Not peeing. Not walking. Not blogging. So there. Hopefully tomorrow I'll feel less blah.

photo credit: unkie ritik

Actually, I think I'm mostly sad because our human friend, Kathryn, is moving to NYC tomorrow. I know mom will miss her tons. Maybe that's why the sky is crying?

Until tomorrow, XO,
Lu

How to update a couch

I decided the couch needed some improvement. It's old, kinda scratchy, and well, just not very pretty. Mom hasn't wanted to deal with it, so it was up to me to help her see that the interior decor needed updating. I got Zsa Zsa the cat in on the plan. She took care of the arms and I took care of the body of the couch. Nice handy work, right? Mom was none too pleased.

But my plan worked. After some duct tape and a shopping trip, look at the "new" and improved couch. I was hoping for a completely new one, but this slip cover will do just fine for now. It's soft and clean and well, looks MUCH better! 

If I could pat myself on the back, I would.

XO,
Lu

FIRE!

sleepy after last night's excitement

At 3:30am this morning, mom and I woke up to the sound of fire engines. Living around the corner from a fire house, this is not uncommon. This time, however, we smelled something icky...mom called it "smoke." Mom and I poked our heads around the curtains to see what was happening. I could tell mom did NOT like what she saw, because she starting moving fast, throwing things into a bag. Time to start barking, I thought. When I did, I didn't get yelled out, so I kept at it!

Mom and I woke up our roommate and the cat, and then Mom and I went downstairs to assess the situation. Turns out a storefront two doors down was ON FIRE! There was tons of black thick smoke pouring out of their front window. They were putting a ladder up on the roof above MY bedroom. The scary thing about fires in San Francisco is that they can hop buildings really quickly. Mom and I ran back upstairs to check that our roommate/cat were moving. The hallway was getting more smokey. Happily we found that Zsa Zsa the cat was in her carrier and our roommate was ready to roll, minus shoes. I don't wear shoes so I thought that this wasn't a big deal, but Mom grabbed our roommate a pair. Then Mom banged on the neighbor's door, and I started to bark. Again, I wasn't yelled at, so I kept at it! I was HELPING! I guess the neighbor was out, because there was no answer. 

Outside we met up with some of our other neighbor friends, including our downstairs neighbor, whom we love. It was kind of exciting and fun to be outside in the middle of the night. But Mom was still nervous, so I stayed right by her side and didn't bark or pull or anything. I was HELPING!

The fireman said the fire was mainly in the basement of the building, and that most likely our building would be ok. We also found out that there were no people or pets living in the building that was on fire, so that was a big relief. We watched the brave firefighters break out the window, and spray water inside. There were chainsaws and ladders and hoses, oh my! They were scurrying around really fast, but with concentration and organization.

The smoke was starting to turn more white, and Mom and I decided to go stay at My-Ryan's house, so we didn't have to smell the smoke. It tickled Mom's lungs in a funny way, but I was ok! Our roommate and Zsa Zsa the cat decided to just stay at home, since it seemed they were out of harms way.

All in all, it turned out OK. The storefront is salvageable, no one was hurt, the fire didn't jump buildings, I got to see some of my favorite humans in the middle of the night AND My-Ryan let me sleep in his bed, which was an extra special treat! And Momma told me I was such a good girl!

Mom gave the owner of the storefront a hug this morning. He was bummed out, as we are too, but we all agreed that it could have been much worse. PHEW!

Hope you all are having a safe and happy Sunday!

XO,

Lu

Meet Zeke, The English Mastiff

Hey everyone,

I want to introduce you to Zeke.  He's a three year old English Mastiff.  I've known him since he was a puppy, but now he's HUGE.  Like GARGANTUAN! I think he weighs something like ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY POUNDSISH.

Mom and I stay with Zeke when his humans are away. I consider Z part of my pack, for sure, even though we kind of have a love/love/irritate thing going on. Zeke loves me. I love him, too, but sometimes he irritates the heck out of me like a little brother does. Sometimes he drools on me (and makes me back him up in fights -- that story is for another day!) and I do NOT like the drool. And I don't care if that makes me sound like a priss!


Check out this proof of my torture by the (lovable) drool monster! 

See the full version, WITH FUN MUSIC, here:

This picture slideshow made with Smilebox

(Love ya, Z!)

 XO,
Lu

EArTHqUaKE!

Normally I sleep through these things humans call earthquakes, but NOT THIS MORNING.  At 5:30ish am Mom, Zeke and I were shaken awake! The three of us were looking around at each other and the world was MOVING.  I didn't like it at all and tucked my tail between my legs to feel a bit secure.  Mom calmed me down even though I could tell she was a bit spooked by it, as well.

I asked my friend Google how big it was and this is what I learned at the USGS site:

I guess it was only a 4.0 in magnitude, whatever that means.  The humans say "that's not that big." I say if it woke me out of a deep sleep that's plenty big for me.  There have been a bunch of little ones since, but I haven't felt those. Luckily, we are all ok!

XO,
Lu

Yesterday...

Hi Everyone!

I'm so excited to be getting some new followers.  Now Mom has to let me on the computer to keep you updated! She's been super busy, but took some pics for me to post.

We are housesitting our friend Zeke, the English Mastiff...I'll tell you more about him tomorrow, but here's a pic of me and My-Ryan snoozing yesterday morning:

Later in the afternoon Mom took Dorrie out for our Friday walk. OUR WALK, even though I haven't been on it in WEEKS!! Hmphf. Momma said I wasn't up for an hour walk just yet so she left me home again.  Did I mention, HMPHF?! Anyway, she said she made the right decision to leave me home especially since Dorrie was extra sassy feisty yesterday. Sounds fun to me! I miss my Dorrie friend!

It was really dark by the time we walked back to Zeke's house.

Good thing I had on my fancy Nite Dawg collar! This collar is excellent for us black dogs, even if it does make me look like a raver!

Oops, Mom just realized that she forgot my glowy collar at Zeke's.  We better head back there ASAP before it gets dark.

XO,

Lu