Having turned the tables on bounty-hunting Pug Masterson, my friend the Man With No Name is once again in control of his own destiny, as am I. Much as I would love to stay and further study the history and aftermath of the Rice… Continue Reading “Space Cowdogs”
Having been taken prisoner by a bounty-hunting pug, my new friend Orzo Wales and I have found ourselves on a long ride back to face the authorities from which we both, apparently, have escaped. I know why they want me; but what has Orzo… Continue Reading “Pugforgiven”
Having narrowly escaped from the stronghold of the Orzo Outlaws, I found myself wandering in a desert wasteland. No food, no water, no comfy bed — it is much too much like the canyon from which I was rescued several years ago. Fortunately, I… Continue Reading “The Good The Bad And The Pugly”
hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay wel i promissd it now heer it is its the boston terrier flyball demo thing part doo!!! in witch boston terriers try there paw at flyball chek it owt!!!
hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay wel as promissd heer ar sum more pikchers frum woofstock twenny ten in the mithical sitty of sandy eggo!!! in theez pikchers yoo wil see sum of the dogs wot came to see the flyball… Continue Reading “woofstock twenny ten part doo”
hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay this weekend me and my flyball teem partispayted in woofstock in balboa park!!! now woofstock of korse is naymd after the faymus littel bird frum the comic dokyoomentary peenuts in wich the littel bird invited… Continue Reading “woofstock!!!”