Hi! My name is Jasper. I live with my Mom, Doxy, and the Emperor and Empress. I love them with all the big, wet, sloppy dog love I can muster. Especially my Mom. I try to be with her every minute of the day, so that I can protect her from squirrels and guys on motorcycles. (There ought to be a law against those things!)
I also spend half my time at Dear Friend's house. He's pretty cool too. He lets me watch "Animal Planet" on his big TV, and he plays tug-of-war with me when Mom isn't looking. (Don't tell her, or we'll both be in trouble!)
Some people think I'm a poodle, but that's only because they don't look very closely. I'm a Portuguese Water Dog. A lot of people call us "Porties" for short. I think that sounds stupid.
(Mom says "stupid" is not a nice word, but they aren't shortening her name to something that sounds like "potty!")
Being a Portuguese Water Dog means I'm kind of famous, because Mom says that there is a new Portuguese Water Dog living with President Obama at the Big White House...the one with the even bigger Green Lawn. I would looooove to play on that big green thing!
I've seen that new dog, Bo, on the news, because Mom made me watch the video. He's cute, but I feel a little bit sorry for him. He can't even do his business without people taking pictures of him. Yuck.
(I love having my picture made, as you can see, but I have my limits.)
My friend Jane at Acts of Hope wanted to know what I thought about having one of My Kind in the Big White House. I think it's pretty cool, but Mom thinks I should point you to this article about dogs like me:
Water Dogs Should Come With Warnings
Hey, I can't help it if I have LOTS of energy! And I confess I have a "thing" for sofa cushions:
See what a good job I am doing of checking this one for squirrels hiding inside it? Mom isn't very happy about this. She keeps saying "I haven't even finished paying for those yet!" I don't know what she's so upset about. It's my job to protect her from those evil hordes of satanic squirrels!
Know what I love to do for fun? Eat kleenex and paper towels. Boy, howdy! That is some kind of entertaining! And it provides lots of roughage...not to mention the exercise I get from Mom and the Royals chasing me around the house to try and stop me. (They can't usually do it. We Portuguese Water Dogs are FAST!)
My most favorite thing in the whole, wide world is going for walks. And now it's time for Mom to take me on one. Hope you have a great Sunday!
18 comments:
Dear Jasper,
We love your happy face. My Jane made a link to your post but I am writing this here because I am making her clean the house and she is getting ready to vacuum. The place is a mess. I don't mind, really, but the last time I rolled over to show Jane my tummy I ended up with little bits of things clinging to my back and she said it wasn't right, what with my being a bishop and all.
Thank you for writing. We just love those pictures, too.
Yours faithfully,
+Maya Pavlova, FBE
I am in lurve! Utterly gorgeous!!
So glad to meet you, Jasper. I saw some of your extended family at the Dog show in our city last week. Do not think I have met any before but, of course, Bo has made us more aware of you. Keep up the war with the squirrels.
My much loved and often ill and needful of prayers, Molly the Wonderdog, is a standard poodle and very fond of Portuguese Water Dogs. She has play dates with one named Obie Won Kenobie. She wants everyone to know that as a mere child she ate carpets, matresses, and large parts of cars. Now she only eats large parts of cars. She wants to go for long walks and runs and she love to chase the shadows that large birds make on the ground. She is not so stupid as to actually chase birds. She barks a lot at deer and elk outside the windows but not when she has to go outside where they are and pee and poop. Then she totally ignores them. She would love to meet Jasper and thinks Bo might be OK.
Jasper --my name is Witty. My mom busted me out of jail near Mexico and brought me to this strange land of lawns and trees with things called leafs that fall--but the coolest thing in the world now is chasing squirrels. It took me almost a year to find out that they disappeared up those things called trees. Now I am trying to learn to climb trees to get at them fairly.
You must be very proud to have Your Type in the very important place with that big green lawn. My mom calls me a "Unique" and says my father is probably an unlicensed dog from the other side of the fence. I don't know what she's talking about.
I am so very pleased to know of you. You look really happy. Please let us know if you ever catch a squirrel. My mom says I am a real man now --I caught a mouse.... tasted awful. I hope she won't be disappointed if I decide not to do it again.
many blessings,
mr witty.
Dear Jasper,
I really enjoyed reading your post. Well, Mom read it to me, but that's the same thing, right?
We do not have many satanic (or otherwise) squirrels where we live because the trees are still too skinny, but we has lots of rabbits and I always want to chase them. I don't know what a motorcycle is, but I try hard to protect my mom from the UPS driver. She thinks I'm silly, but I tell her she doesn't know how dangerous those big brown trucks and their people are.
I am very happy for you that you have one of your type in the White House. I'm a mixed breed, so I don't ever show up on dog shows or stuff like that. (I sort of identify with the president being bi-racial though.)
Oh, and I like your photo too.
Your blogging friend.
Smokey.
Dear Jasper,
My guardian smiled and almost laughed when she saw your photo. She's told me before that you look like a fun dog.
I have quite a lot of energy too. Just today I worked in the yard making numerous holes and enlarging some others. I chased squirrels, barked, waged my tail, and jumped. For leisure I had a nice ride in the car. But, right after that I had to entertain my guardian with even more playing. Fortunately, I've got lots of energy like you.
I think it would feel good to have someone who looks like you in a big position like first dog. I hope you like that feeling.
Thanks for making this real great post on your guardian's blog. I had a good time hearing my guardian read it to me.
Keep having plenty of fun and playing with all your energy.
Love,
+Rowan
My mom has read me all of your great comments! I am such a lucky dog to have great pals like Bishops Maya and Rowan, Molly the Wonderdog (maybe we are related since we have the same last name!), Mr. Witty, and Smokey.
And how many Portuguese Water Dogs get to be lurved by an Ostrich? (I've never seen an Ostrich, but I bet we would have a fine time running around my big backyard!)
I want to invite you all over to play with me. There would be lots of running and squirrel-chasing--and Rowan, you can dig all the holes you want to! My mom keeps a big box of treats in her office, so I bet there would be some of those too. (No mice, Mr. Witty--they don't sound very good. Yuck.)
Your friend,
Jasper
If I had a car I would drive right over and play with you Jasper. I think we could give the ostrich a run for the money. You're a player, that's for sure.
Your pal,
+Rowan, Playing
Dear Jasper,
My mom FranIam said I could type this comment to you, so here I am.
I am a mutt and sometimes I am afraid of dogs who are pure bred. I worry that they won't like me.
I think you and I will be friends and you will like me, mutt and all.
I like you.
A lot.
Really.
Love,
Gracie
Dear Jasper,
My mom FranIam said I could leave this comment for you.
I am a mutt and sometimes I feel a-scared of big dogs and pure bred dogs who think I am little and mixed up.
I think you look nice especially in the first picture. We could smile and bark and play. I will give you our sofa cushions but you should know they smell like c-a-t!
When can we have a play date? We live in NY. Is that far away from you?
Oops I think I left two comments and did not put my name on the last one.
I like you. Signed, Gracie
+Rowan--I've seen pictures of you riding around in a spiffy car--tell your guardian to bring you to visit! She can play with my mom while we chase squirrels and dig holes!
Gracie--I had to ask my mom what "purebred" meant. She said it meant that I took a big bite out of her wallet. I can remember eating her cell phone, but I don't remember eating her wallet!
She didn't seem mad about it, though. She laughed when she said it, so I guess it must not have been her BEST wallet.
So if you think that "purebred" means I might take a bite out of you, I'd be afraid of me too. But I don't bite. I play really hard, and sometimes I do scare other dogs (even dogs who are bigger!), but I don't mean to. I just want to run like the wind and wrestle with my friends.
I'm working with my trainer, Suzanne, to get better about the scaring thing. She says she is teaching me "manners." Once I learn all about that, you won't have to be afraid of me anymore.
And I like you too!
Love,
Jasper
I am not afraid to play hard Jasper. It is just the other dogs that look at me funny because I have so many other kinds of dogs think it is to better to be "just one kind." I don't know what that means but I think you are one kind - a good dog.
When can we play?
Did the cell phone taste good?
Mom says to tell your Mom, "Bring Gracie when you come to visit!" Sounds great to me!
The cell phone was very tasty! But what came after wasn't so great. My mom was really sick when I did that, and she had to drag herself to the phone store when she had something called new-moan-yuh to get another phone. I felt really bad.
Now I just eat kleenex and paper towels. We always have plenty of those!
Love,
Jasper
Dear Jasper,
I like paper towels too. My Jane is not so happy when I take a roll of those towels to the floor and shred them and roll around with the roll at the same time. I think it's a very clever trick, myself, doing both at once.
I think it's time for a nap.
Love,
+Maya
P.S. Yesterday I chased a bug up close to the ceiling and tried to crawl on the wall, but I can't really do that. I almost managed to get from the top of the bookcase to the curtain rod, but it was a skinny curtain rod and I decided not to walk on it. I just stretched my paw across the top of the wall as long as I could. I'm not sure where the bug is now. I like spring. Spring has bugs and birds. They're a nice change from the satanic squirrels, though some of those are still there. I may have exorcised the others with my special episcopal powers. Whew, that was a tiring paragraph. I am going to need two naps.
Just clicked over to see Jasper.
Sweet Jasper, Greetings from Styrsö, Sweden.
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