Fatal Error- Pay Back Time

Two months ago, a fatal error was made by my dad or my uncle.
For those who have no clue what the woof I'm talking about, here's a reminder:

Previously on Fatal Error

I stayed true to my promise.


It happened this afternoon.
The house was empty. my dad, aunt and uncle over slept as usual.
It's not the first time I have the whole house for myself,
and, usually it's harmless. (they know I'm too lazy for causing troubles)

But, this time was different.
My grandpa cooked lunch, but he made a terrible mistake:
He didn't kept the food away from me.
For a second I thought I was dreaming. all this food, and I can actually reach it easily,
No begging, no sad face tricks...

Don't hate me just becouse I lived the dream ;)

I finished 1 k"g of Schnitzel, a pot with Potatoes and a stew.
Now, these stew contained Beans and Onions.... ha ha ha
I would never have guessed the result would be so devastated.

So, I waited...

Finally, after two hours they woke up, and other family members came to visit.
I knew they're not deserve to share my dad's and uncle's fate,
but, it was too late to back off. one fart already slipped away...

I entered the room with my cute and innocent face, and I set next to my father,
he deserve to be the closest to the blast lol
10, 9, 8, 7, 6....

For a second I thought maybe I've killed them O_o
but, I heard them chocking and coughing outside the house...

I'm so proud of myself!
I think I should reward myself with the snacks they've left behind :)

WOOF ya LATER

The Costumes Holiday

Today was a weired day.

There's no human on the streets.
Instead, there's a walking sausage, a weired turtle who thinks he's a Ninja,
a talking dog, humongous fly that don't fly...
and that was just the beginning.

I was scared

My aunt, as always, gave me salami and reassured me that everything's cool.
It's just a Holiday. All animals get dressed up, wearing masks and costumes...
I stopped her, I prefer the holiday with the meat!
And beside, I don't like a holiday that sounds like a war.

Apparently, one of the holiday's tradition is blowing a little explosive,
and kids, shooting cap guns.

Enough is enough

I ran back inside the house. finally, it's quite again.
No explosions, No scary animals, only me and my salami  :)

Too happy Too soon

I was about to eat my second lunch, when my aunt came with the wrong idea.
She decided I should wear a costume too.
At first, of course, I resisted.
why the woof I should dressed up as if I'm not me!?
But, my aunt told me a wise thing:
"people wear costumes everyday, by not being themselves...
and I trust you'll stay true to yourself even if you'll wear a cat costume for the whole year lol "

I didn't thought it was funny.
But, There's only one costume that would reflect my character:

But, nooooo.....
Instead of Superbaloo, I got this:

What a shame

Leave me alone

WOOF ya LATER

Meet my Bro' Taz

Family. I can't imagine a life without my family.
I've mentioned them many time before in my blog,
after all when it comes to salami's issues, they're the key.

Today, I want you to meet my brother Taz.

Taz( left) and me, visiting Doc

He's one of my six siblings, and, the only one I grew up with.
Until this day I don't know where are the rest of my brothers,
and I can only hope they share my good fortune.

Thanks to my dad and uncle Simone

Me and Taz weren't separated.
We're together since the day we were born. Like all brothers,
we protect each other, we're studying life's philosophy together,
every weekend we play street football, and we teach each other.
I taught him the art of Salaminism and he taught me the art of Hooliganism.
 

Don't worry, I'm a quick learner, plus, nature is on my side:
Having a master degree in salaminism, really pays off.
And today, I'm twice his size hahaha.

I'm (right) making sure he's not touching my toys 

I have many more funny stories to share with you,
like the time we learned the taste of the sofa, but,
this is another story, for another time.

I'm off to start my Salaminism's doctorate...

WOOF ya LATER

BalooHolic

Hi, I'm baloo and I'm BallHolic.
I was born ballholic. My mom's ballholic too.

I'm almost two years old, and I can't remember a day without a ball in it. or salami.
Which remains me, I'm also SalamiHolic.

Check out my splits

Mine, mine, mine, mine.....

Not yours, Not yours, Not yours....

My Problem

There's one ball, the father of all balls, the BALL of balls.
It's so BIG, and when it bounce it feels like the earth is moving.
and, just between us, it taste good too.

It's my aunt's basketball, and she wont let me get near that ball O_o
I promise, A bright day will arise, and I shell overcome this madness.

One of these days...

WOOF ya LATER

The Weirdest Ball Ever

Today I went to play basketball. I was very excited, finally, I can get near that ball!
But no ball. instead, dad brought that weired, round thing.
It looks like someone crushed this ball, and I don't remember sitting on it...

I tried to examine the ball, but father kept throwing it away,
but the worst part was when he asked me to bring it back to him O_o
Who the Woof invent this pointless game?!

I tried to stop him, but he's one of the few that still stronger than me.

I think I'm about to lose my sanity!

I can't catch it
I can't chew it
It wont bounce

and it taste funny too. Grrrr...

Finally, after alot of struggle, that ball was mine.

But, I must keep memorizing my mantra: Run Fast. Run Far.

WOOF ya LATER

Road Trip

Cars. I love cars. 
You, human, can really invent cool stuff.
It takes me from one fridge to another fridge really fast.Friday arrives, and we're going to visit my grandparents,meaning: Road Trip.
I asked my buddy to keep an eye on the fridge while I'm with the other fridge.
Don't worry, he wont snitch on me.  
I have my road trip bag, my road trip's salami sandwich, and I'm good to go.


When I was young I was able to seat in the front seat,

August 2011

But, I moved to the back seat a lot sooner than I expected O_oI guess I should listen about the diet thing issue...

September 2011

I buckle up the seat belt, and the road trip begin.
Oh man, it's time to pull out my head and feel the breeze :)
Sometime, it seems to me I about to fly, and sometimes, thanks to my dad, 
I'm actually the first flying dog on this planet O_o

Seconds befor I became bird shepherd

The weather is changing. the sun decided to go and share her warmth
with the dogs on the other side of the planet, slowly disappearing behind an angry cloud.
I don't like angry clouds. they're too noisy and scarring. 
At this point only my salami's sandwich will cheer me up.


We're on the hath way, and I finished all the snacks.
OK, now it's definitely the time to panic!

Great, now I have to pee O_o
OK, dad, you need to pull over... yes, next to the sheep
don't worry, I just wanna say hello...
Damn.. he didn't buy it. 


Lucky me, we arrived, and I don't have to pee.
Well, I'm going to say hi to the most important member in the group: the fridge.

WOOF ya LATER

 
 

Am I different from you?

"Man is the only animal that blushes. Or needs to."
- Following the Equator, Pudd'nhead Wilson's New Calendar

For a very good reason that sentence really got my attention.
I wondered what's the difference, if there's any, between one life form to another.
Here's some of the resemblance I found:

Resemblance between Men and Dogs

I play Hide & Seek

After seeing some kids playing hide & seek, I knew that game was meant for me!
Only me and my aunt upgraded the game, and now it's called:
Hide, Seek & Catch.
we play it every day, in the garden or in the house.
I really recommend this game to every dog/human. 

I eat the same food you eat

And believe me I do. it wasn't so easy at first but I've learned my power:
I'm too Cute to refuse to ;)
I give them my famous pitiful look, and they give me pitiful steak lol.

I, too, afraid when nature fart

What the Woof is that?!  a loud noise, but no smell. my family said it's a thunder,
I said it is time for a roll playing. it's about time my family protects me! even my tiny aunt.
and no, i'm not afraid... I'm responsible dog ;)

I hate to go to the doctor

Should I add anything else?!

Difference between Men and Dogs

I dug, and dug... and dug...
and I only came up with one single difference: 

If you offer me your last piece of salami: I won't say no!
Human: "Oh, no, really, I want you to have it." O_o

Conclusion:

There's no difference between one animal to another.

So, explain me how come animals use other animals as decoration, vehicle, war machine 

and any other machine only to make their life a little easier?!

"I'm life that wants to live, in the midst of life that wants to live"
-Albert Schweitzer

think about it...

WOOF ya LATER