Blogging...

Yes.. I'm blogging.. someone has to do it...
(Don't tell Karen..) This is definitely NOT my mom's work computer...

(also..sorry that some of the pictures are not G rated...uhh..)

Go Blue!!

Catching Up..Happy Halloween first..!

We have a lot of catching up to do. Try not to be overwhelmed by all the new blogs!!

Thanks Uncle Craig!!

Snow

Lets just call it how it is. Bullet is NOT good at blogging. I know there are a lot of frustrated readers out there. I'm sure you don't care that the excuse is still a viral computer. We're getting closer to handing it over to the fixer of all things computer, Uncle Craig. :)

Anyways, I just wanted to briefly inform you that I and Bullet LOVE snow!! The moment the computer comes back to us, I will put up like 3 videos of Bullet.
Video #1: Bullet watching The Office.
Video #2: Bullet playing with the laser.
Video #3: Bullet (prancing) in the snow.

Bullet is a very beloved member of this family, but boy oh boy is he pushing his luck lately. This morning he proceeded to houdini his way out of his crate AND the gate and find his way to the bedroom. Don't worry though.. he also threw up during the night and I stepped in it and then he took that sock out in the snow with him. We daily remind ourselves he's a toddler and it'll get better.

Look for the Bullet Christmas pictures soon....
Have a great December!!

Preciousness

Deliquency

My excuse for the first week and a half of deliquency: laziness
Excuse for the rest of the time of blog deliquency: some virus ATE Bullet's computer.
Typically, Bullet is the only thing eating "his" computer (see the first post). So as Bullet and I sat down today to resolve our deliquency on the work computer, we discovered one thing: no SD card slot. No SD card = no pictures/videos. Let's be honest, nobody reads these things anyways, you all simply scan for new pictures. So for all you picture-blog "readers", sorry about your continuing disappointment. Your patience will have to continue...

Just to keep you updated on our growing Bullet, here is his current top 10 activities list:
10. Peeing outside (He can "go" once every 20 minutes or so as long as a treat is involved)
9. Eating the underside of the ottoman and coughing it up.
8. Pulling Joel's socks victoriously out of the dirty laundry pile.
7. Jumping with a 79% success rate from the couch to the chair.
6. Devouring treats (p-nut butter treats, milk bones, p-nut butter in his kong, & I believe he even had a taste of gorgonzola cheese)
5. Running into the ditch outside and attacking any and every plant along the way.
4. Sleeping.
3. Playing "catch" with his mini tennis ball. (Yes, he can get it in his mouth and bring it back to you... video to follow)
2. Being dragged down the driveway from getting the mail due to his death grip bite on my pants.
1. Crying and giving "sad eyes" (aka his all-the-time-eyes) until he pick him up to sit by you.

You'll be the first to know when we're back to a virus-free-SD-card-holding computer status.


Oh, and by the way, Bullet is pretty upset about this...

http://abcnews.go.com/Sports/wireStory?id=8743225#

I mean, seriously. He tells me He'd like to eat Dantonio's shoes and poop them on that big "S" in the middle of Spartan stadium.

Bullet "blocked" in the kitchen...the one and only time.

Charles Manson.

Ted Bundy.

John Wayne Gacy.

Bullet.

This little guy may be developing some serious issues. Sure, he's cute and cuddly, but we're getting a little worried. Several mornings since he's been here, we've woken to a gruesome scene like this:

Yes, that's Bullet's frog, lifeless, face down in the water dish. All attempts to revive him were unsuccessful. Sadly, Frederick "the frogman" Hops was not his only victim.

Found in much the same predicament as Mr. Hops, first responders administered C.P.R. and rescue breathing, but Michael Quackson was also declared dead at the scene. Friends and family declined comment.

Formal indictments are yet pending, but this does not look good for little Bullet. Still, an attorney spokesperson stressed his client's innocence, denying all allegations. Investigations are ongoing.

Bullet Comes Home

He's here; fleas, skunky puppy breath and all.

Bullet came home last Thursday and hasn't stopped moving since. Well, that's not exactly true. He comes with a pretty set schedule in a fairly constant cycle. He wakes up, you take him outside to do his thing. Then on his way back in, he eats, attacks his toys, chews on your fingers, toes, and generally any ticklish little fatty piece of skin he can get his little teeth into, and keeps us pretty busy for about a half hour, and then he's out again, and the cycle continues.

This is pretty convenient for the most part, except for when he starts to perk up about the same time you're thinking about heading to bed. Then you know you've got about 45 minutes minimum before you get to sleep. While he's awake though, he also enjoys climbing through the table legs, climbing people just to chew their ears, and long walks on the computer. (all by himself, he just renamed the "My Computer" icon under the START menu, which is now called, "2ww 6e". No lie.) Who knows? He probably thinks if this is his blog, He's gonna write it...