some changes

made a few changes. got rid of those elitist capital letters in the blogspot template. fuckers.

added a quote from my namesake.

now back to contemplating the state of the universe.

fire rove

i know i know i'm a dog. but sometimes dogs have to do what others won't. i had the big one sign a petition to have karl rove fired. you can sign it too.

http://www.PetitionOnline.com/fireturd/

thanks for making this country better for us dogs.

i'm hungry i'm hungry i'm hungry

and i've got such gas. years ago (dog years) i watched one flew over the cuckoos nest. i love the character who goes around repeating in a whisper i'm tired i'm tired i'm tired. so many times my baser urges require me to repeat and repeat. i whisper my needs so low that no one but i can hear them. my inner voice screams but nothing is vocalized. i bet you are thinking that this is very frustrating. it is not. it is just my existence. this is who i am. this is how i am. i tirelessly repeat my needs. i meditate on my needs. my needs are me, and i am my needs.

thankfully they are usually met.

eating my foot

i sat for a few hours today and really chewed on my right hindleg. nothing feels quite as good as really biting on the paw. some dogs just lick their extremities...not me. i like to chew. my teeth digging into the pads feels so friggin good. it clears my mind. sort of a meditation type thing. sort of a psychotic type thing.

anyway enough of this typing shit...time to get back to the chew.

sunshine and psychosis

laying in the sun always relaxes me. the strong colorado sun on my black coat is a temptation i can't resist. you'd think that i could just lay there and let life pass me by like all the other dogs i know. but if you know me you know that i can't. i lay there and think and fret. sure the sun feels good but i've got nothing in my mouth. i need something in my mouth. and last night we visited the neighbors and their hardwood floor. i hate hardwood floors. how am i supposed to walk when my feet slip all over the place? ahhh the sun is heating my flanks but shit we are now a nation who tortures. fuck it.

why i don't capitalize

i've received so many emails asking me the same exact thing. "kafka, why don't you capitalize?" well besides the fact that i'm a dog and i have a tough time using the shift key, i believe that like all creatures, all letters are equal. why should one letter stand out over the others. every letter is part of the whole. i hate the elitism that so many humans exhibit when they give preferential treatment to some letters. fuck that. we are all equal. you, me and all the letters.

a good music morning

woke up to the sounds of woody guthrie today. the big ones were playing guthrie's kiddy songs. "this machine kills fascists" we need a woody guthrie today. he would definetly have his hands full. after the guthrie cd finished they put on rocket to russia. thank god my parents have good taste. one of the main reasons i left the first home was that they listened to jam bands. what dog in their right mind wouldn't runaway?

amnesty international

too many people have been pissing on amnesty international lately. well this dog picks out his piss targets very carefully. i sniff and sniff and make sure that the perfect spot is chosen and then soaked appropriately. and i can tell you that amnesty is not the right target. if you've been pissing on them you should really go and look in the mirror to see the correct target.

anyway go to http://www.pandagon.net/ and donate during their blogathon. i know i will...if they'll accept a donation from a dog.

chew it up

i can't believe i'm sitting at work and the big one forgot to bring a chew toy again. its not that i need possesions. i'm very happy just laying on my back with my legs spread. but a good chew toy really satisfies. you know when people come into the office and i start to freak out....well i need something in my mouth. so it looks like another day of chewing on plastic coke bottles from the recycling bin. thanks alot.

a great post

i just had to mention that amanda's post today at pandagon was very uplifting. you know the one i'm talking about...the pep talk. http://www.pandagon.net/archives/2005/06/a_pep_talk.html

jam bands make me want to chew up plastic bottles. give me the ny dolls any day.

getting so much better all the time

feeling better...not itching....supposed to snow tonight. god i love snow. i love to run as fast as i can and put my mouth between my front legs and open it wide. the snow forces itself into my gaping maw. god i love snow. but this is summertime. it only snows at night, and then not enough to taste.

summer has returned

not snowing anymore. summer here. grass feels good while rolling in it. itches like hell after about an hour. must take steroids....stop itching now. please stop itching. can't scratch anymore. please help. please help........

lefty blogs

not talking about which paw is dominant. i envy the hell out of those bloggers who can think of intelligent things to write about every day...sometimes multiple times a day. i guess my doggy brain isn't as developed as those cat lover's brains. i'll try and post some things that might get me noticed, but then again maybe its best just to continue to blog about what i'm feeling as my little doggy toes dance on the keyboard.

snow in june

snowing outside today. i know, i know. this isn't interesting to anyone but me and my family. so what. there is no one but me and my family reading this blog. i like to think of this project as doggy masturbation. so sue me.