Those Pearly Whites - It Ain't Chewing Tobaky

PeeeeYuuuuu - Potty Mouth Coty. Cool Coty was not chewing tobacco out behind the barn tonight. No siree... chewing cat poop is my new vice. My bi-ped had, not 5 minutes before, been admiring my pearly whites, exclaiming how nice and healthy they looked. Hah ! I showed her what juvenile delinquent JD Coty is all about. We were getting ready for our walk and I was so excited that I dashed downstairs, grabbed a bite of cat poop out of the litter box - yes, you read that right - cat poop, and chewed it right up ! Then made a mad dash back upstairs catch the walk. BUSTED ! Bending down to hook me up - my dragon breath gave me away. Gag ! The cat was out of the bag. Freshly chewed cat poo. Phew-weeee. One look into my crocodile sized jaws and the brown glob on my molar was a dead give-away :--( Talk about potty mouth !!!!!!!!!!! Heee-Heeeeeeee. We did some serious tooth brushing and my pearly whites are clean again. Luna and Susie think I'm a disgusting meathead. Chicks. JD Coty signing off.

Let Sleeping Dogs Lie

It's not safe to take a nap in this household. Being white - Luna is just asking to be 'touched-up' with Kool-Aid ;--) Although I resemble a Florida Cricket frog with my caramel and black markings, my bi-ped thinks I can be easily be turned into an Eastern Box Turtle with a little yellow Kool-Aid. Halloween should be a blast !!

Running With The Bulls

Quegli sciocchi pazzeschi mi non hanno niente. "Those Crazy Fools (who run with the bulls) have nothing on me". This wading pool thing is so Coty Cool, that my bi-ped pack leader thinks I am a complete nut case. We just did 3 rounds of Run With The Bulls. This is how it works - I - Cool Coty - make a mad dash into my wading pool - splash, splash, whack and jump until it waves. My pack leader calls me out to dry off, but today because she had a red beach towel, I turned into a Raging Greyt-Bull. I ran at her like the devil was after me, she waved the towel and I zipped past at 45 mph. After a few runs at the cape, I ran back to the pool, cannon balled in, and then ... 'got the call' Toro Toro Toro !!!! I was out in a flash and high-tailing it down to the bottom of the dog field headed for that red waving towel. I zipped, I zapped, I zigged and I zagged. It was waaaaay Coty Cool. And we did the whole thing over and over again. Who knew ??? Susie and Luna think I am the coolest Dude on the block. It's true. I AM COOL COTY.

La Bella Luna ha denti puliti. Luna Petunia had her choppers cleaned today. She didn't quite look like Austin Powers,"Yea Baby", and not quite as bad as Van L.B. described "Greys teeth look like they've been smoking for 20 years" but our bi-ped Mom thought we'd clean them again just for prevention. Do you see her resting with Miki the Cat? I've been trying out my new Bad Boy Biker boots and we found a really neat dead bug on our last outing. It was a race to see who could manage to roll their head on it first. Susie is the shortest and sneaks under both our tummies so I think she was the winner. Lots of baby frogs outside and we have a tuber rose that you can smell halfway up the driveway. Exotic. Perfume was invented because of flowers like tuber roses and peonies. That's a Cool Coty opinion. Ciao, ciao.

Duuuuudes - look at my new blue suede shoes ;--) Well..maybe not suede, but very cool just the same. My back pinkies, or lack of, are still pretty tender for long walks, so Mom got me black Biker boots (Thera-Paw boots) after reading about them on the message board, now I don't have to go home halfway through our walks. To show my deep appreciation, I wee-wee'd on her tomato plant, much to her disgust. She said, "that was a lame thing to do, typical Bad Boy behavior" That's me Cool Coty, Biker Bad Boy. Roooooo Roooooo !

Call me Mark Spitz'n'Grey. This swimming thing is very Cool Coty. I turn into quite the silly greyt dog in my new wading pool. As one who is still figuring out what scary things abound, I jumped right in and started paddling like tadpole. I look like a leopard frog. Splashing, and biting the waves and generally having fun, fun, fun. Luna got in also, but I splashed her right out. Some day I might try a real lake or pool. I chased Susie and Luna around the yard after my swim. It's very exhausting to splash in circles and dog paddle in 6 inches of water.

Hot ! Hot ! Hot ! Too hot for even the obnoxious squirrels. 92 degrees, 54 % humidity and heat index 98 degrees and counting. Four baby Phoebe birds fledged this morning. Jumped right out of their nest at the top corner of the porch, just like mini-paratroopers, and flap-flap, out into the blue sky and forest trees. No looking back, all made it without falling into the huge hydrangea bushes below. We can hear them peeping in the leaves. No greythound news this weekend, it's major nap time in this heat.