Another Favorite Past Time

In addition to my favorite sport - soccer - I also wuff Volleyball.

Here you can see me really getting into it.

Isn't it nice that Poppa-dino lets me play with only his favorite and most expensive volleyballs?

Cancer Crusade

While my mom and Glenn are off running around Italy this week I have been working on another crusade: to help in the fight against skin cancer. That might not sound like much but melanoma can be very serious.

I have been staying with Mutti and Poppa-dino for the past week. Boy was I surprised when they drove into the City to pick me up! I got into the car under mom's direction, got buckled in, the door was closed, but Glenn and Mom were left on the sidewalk! How could Mutti and Poppa-Dino forget them?? I guess they wanted me all to themselves.

Once they got me back to their house, they put me right to work in a PR and Entertainment capacity. You see next Saturday, bright and early, Mutti, Ms Cathy and Matthew will be walking in the 5K race that raises money for Race Against The Sun, an organization whose mission is to increase awareness, prevention and early detection of Melanoma. Ms. Laura will be working at the raffle table, while Caroline and her Brownie Troop will be handing out water at the water station.

To get the word out, we made banners and rallied the troops. Here I am working in crowd control while Caroline places a sign in front of the "Poppa-razzi."

On a side note

Canine Americans: I have received the much appreciated support of both US and International constituents, as well as one nomination for President. We shall run under the Vizsla Party. Please vote in '08!

Canine Americans -- UNITE!

Glenn, Mr. George and Ms. Susan are always marching around, fighting for the rights of one thing or another. It's got me to thinking: I need to fight for MY rights.

As a Canine American I am often banned from places like restaurant, the subway and areas of the park. I am forced to move out of the path of people. strollers, bikes and cars. I am not allowed on public transportation, or even in the post office. Sometimes I am allowe din taxis but then mom usually makes me stay on the florr or in her lap so that I don't touch the seats.

I just don't get it. Why am I treated so differently than my mom and other family members? How am I so different from them?



Even across the pond in England, France and other countries my fellow Vizsla kin are allowed far more placed than I -- and they are allowed off leash! It's just amazing.















I have asked mom about this and she wasn't able to give me a really good answer why things are so different. She just said if I wasn't

So here is my Battle Cry: CANINE AMERICANS UNITE.

This is it - our chance to really make a statement that we should be allowed more places, to eat at the dinner table, to lie on any bed or couch we want, to stop being second-class citizens!

Let's band together under the banner of Brotherhood Across Species!

Who is with me?

She's Back!

Mom finally came home last night. I was beginning to think she would never come back to us. Whew. I was so happy to see her! I wiggled and waggle my tail so fast mom thought I was going to take off!

Mom told me about her trip and mentioned that she was able to stay with mutti and Poppa Dino over the weekend. Her pres check was in Reading PA about an hour from them, so that was good that she got to say hi. I just wish I had been able to say hi too! I wonder when I am going to see them next?

Oh well.






Mom also said that she visit Great Grandma and went to her Retirement Community's Family Fair.

Mom, Mutti, Matthew and the rest of Mutti's family met at Great Grandma's room and went to the fair together. There were mini-horses (a momma and her 4 month old foal), a Barrel train ride, and a tractor ride.

Matthew also got his little hand painted - how cute!

Weekend Summary: Or How We Stayed Busy without Mom

Mom left Thursday for a business trip. She really was sad to go but gave Glenn strict marching orders to have fun with the Pup-Pup!"

Thursday night:
Mom left and Glenn arrived almost right afterward. Moved around a lot in the bed at night, ending in Glenn's spot.

Friday:
Glenn walked me twice in the morning, including going to the green market on 97th street where we turned in our old milk bottle and got a new one. Woo-hoo! Re-using in action!

Saturday:
I spent all morning with Glenn in the park first walking around the northern part of Central Park and then sleeping while Glenn read his book.


Sunday:
I woke up at the crack of dawn to register cyclists for the NYC Century Bike Tour. That is the 100 mile "race" around the five Manhattan boroughs held every fall. Last year Glenn rode it in (on the 35 mile route) the weekend before the Big Break. I bet he was having flash backs.

We met lots of interesting folks and I made them all smile. On the way home -- around 8am!! -- met two older Viszlas. The owner convinced Glenn that owning two Viszlas was easier than just one because then they have a playmate 24/7....Glenn went to church and then came home to walk me and then he went to Farm Aid concert with his sister and my soon-to-be new Aunt, Maureen.


Treat Tally:
5 treats,
3 bully sticks
and 1 pig ear...
a nice haul if I say so myself! Keep em coming Glenn and mom will quickly be on the "B" list!