sup?

OH, and foodboy is still a slacker

so i haven't written in FOREVER. lets face it, i don't even know how to write...much less form coherent thoughts for humans to understand. i feel a need to explain my web absence, but i'm not going to.

there's not much to explain really, i've just been chillin' at the house.
OH, and i got a new backpack...

i COULD write to you of all that i've done the past 5 months. i could write about my move to a new house, or how foodboy has consistently left me alone. i could write about my frequent solo visits to downtown (in search of foodboy), or even write about how the neighbors yard is a MUCH better place to relieve myself. i could write about how i've used fear to train the UPS guy, how water is from heaven and leashes are from the devil, my reunion with fuzzy face, getting attacked by bees, how much i LOATH baths, or i could write an apology for not writing about all those things.
BUT, i'm not. instead i'm gonna write about a very serious issue.

otitis externa - or for the layperson, outer ear infections.

otitis is an ear disease that affects floppy eared canines of all ages. i have been a victim of this terrible condition on many occasions. although usually not life-threatening, ear infections are often very painful. those with this infection often shake their heads, scratch their ears, or rub their ears against objects. Inside, the ear is sometimes red, and a foul-smelling discharge may be present. Head tilting and poor coordination can be a result of an inner ear infection. approximately 80% of the canine community are infected at sometime in their lives.

i would like to start an initiative to combat this threat. if you or someone you know has been victim to this horrendous condition, please call the toll free number at the bottom of this post.
thank you for your time, thoughts, and prayers for those who suffer from this disease.

sincerely,
jeb

1-800-ICARE-FORDOG-EARS

i don't know about you, but lately i've been livin' la vida loca, if you know what i'm sayin. the past week or so i've been buffing up; lifting weights, eating healthy, and running like crazy. why, you ask? because it's SUMMER TIME! the time of year where anything goes, watch where you steer because the big black dog is near...to fear. and maybe get a career?

just today i instilled terror in the trash guys. you should have seen their faces...scared. out. of. their. minds. they yelled something at foodboy, and i strutted back into the house proud of my work. when you're someone like me, who knows he's bad to the bone, no one can even shake a stick at you. well, unless they intend to throw it. because who can resist a good fetch?

i've been thinking of changing my name to something like Bonebreak or Fleshtear just so people know i mean business. in all honesty though, i know i may seem to have an intimidating, balls to the wall kind of attitude on the outside...and i do, but on the inside i'm as tenderhearted as a little kitty, just ask pepper.