A Place Where Needed Animals Live
My parents and I had so much fun at the 1st ever Adoptapalooza event at Washington Square Park! We donated a couple of cases of our Poopy Packs ™ poop bags for a suggested donation of $5 each.
We ended up raising $796 for Animal Care & Control of New York with the help of our dear friend Pat and of course my cute self…
Look How Cute I am!
Today my parents took a tour of the ACC grounds with multi-hat wearing Elisabeth Manwiller, and yes my parents brought their checkbook and made a nice donation to the needy facility. My parents came home all excited to see me and reminded me that there are many dogs and cats out there that still need homes!
These other doggy cousins are still looking for a home, please contact Animal Care & Control if you have the time & space to help out!
Pick Me!
mmmm. Squeeky Balls
Like other dogs out there, I LOVE those Air Kong ™ squeaky tennis balls. I won’t play with any other ball at the dog run or at home if it isn’t a Air Kong with a squeaker. But, my parents have gotten a little concerned ’cause when we take out our Air Kong at the dog park, some other dogs can get really aggressive and won’t give up my squeaky ball. All I wanna do is play with it guys!
I’m pretty laid back, and I won’t ever fight or even compete for my ball (i’m a lover not a fighter). I’ll just follow the dog around that takes my ball until he drops it…Sometimes other doggy parents blame my parents for bringing the balls to the park in the first place and say they are creating the problem…I really wonder though who is to blame? Is it my parents? Or is it the other dogs? Or me? Or no one?
My parents and I feel bad for stirring up drama in the dog park, but on the other hand shouldn’t we all be able to play nice together and share… I have no problem sharing with everyone and hope others can too one day.
I'm a dog I Bark
Lately people have been asking me if I Tweet, I gotta say I thank you for asking, but, I am a dog people, and I bark!
Its already hard enough being a dog that types on the computer, reads and responds to emails, now people want me to TWEET? I dunno people, its kind of undoglike to ask me to make a noise like a bird.
I actually like to eat birds… mmmmm But not pigeons, they are too dirty for me.
My New Bed Modeled by another dog model...
Things have been a little busy lately. My parents are working hard to have our new site up, they are in meetings with web developers, dog owners, dog stores, and service providers, and of course Christmas trees and New Years have come and gone…
But the Christmas season brought with it great new presents, especially my new bed my parents bought from a small dog shop back in St Louis, Missouri.
You should all know off the bat that this bed rocks. Its big, fluffy, not smelly, and really is comfortable and soft for my big body. My parents learned a thing or two about the store as well, first it was shipped with “Petedge.com” packing tape, it had no bubble wrap or plastic protection, and even had a Hersey kiss empty wrapper in the box…. I guess not all small businesses see branding and customer service like we at MetroPaws do. But, hey my parents and I will always support the small local pet shops, for we are a small start-up ourselves, but really empty Hersey kiss wrappers in with my new expensive bed?
Well…I just had the best morning ever! Not only did I get to meet Santa Paws, but I got to meet 3 Santa Paws!!! Now, I not sure why there are so many, and I really don’t care, all I know that ‘I heart Santa Paws’ and all the goodies he puts in my stocking every year! mmmmmm……..
HO, HO, HO, WOOF!
Which leads me to why I even posting right now, when I’m so busy with the holidays and shopping and wrapping and parties and all. But i couldn’t leave you all in 2009 without saying…
HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO ALL MY FRIENDS, FAMILY AND READERS! WE WISH ALL OF YOU PEACE, LOVE, HEALTH, AND HAPPINESS NOW, AND IN THE NEW YEAR TO COME!!! THANK YOU FOR ALL OF YOUR SUPPORT AND WE CAN’T WAIT TO HEAR ALL ABOUT YOUR HOLIDAYS AND TO TELL YOU ALL ABOUT OURS! Happy Holidays!!!
Happy Holidays! from all of us @metropaws.com!!!
SEE YA IN THE NEW YEAR! WOOF! ~Stone
I’m working hard to get my weight down, eating better, getting more exercise, taking vitamins, but I do come from big stock, my mom was 95lbs and my dad was 120lb. SO, there is little way I can get under 90lbs, let alone 30… so what’s with this 30lbs or less rule?
So...who's more important???
‘SIZE-ISM’ is what I call it!!! I am really sad and upset that this sort of thing is still going on in this country! It’s bad enough there is still sexism, racism, and all kinds of “ism’s” out there, but now Size-ism too??? Many stores don’t allow dogs, which is fine for me I guess as long as they keep it consistent…but those that allow dogs under 30lbs, WTF??? Sooooo not fair, because either you allow dogs or you don’t. PERIOD. It makes no sense to me, it’s SIZEIST…”size discrimination”.
Even some of the DOG non-profits such as Animal Haven have holiday fundraisers, but don’t take dogs larger than 25lbs…HUH? My mommy and daddy try to support all the events they can, but if they are Sizests, what else does that mean about what they think of larger dogs? What about pitbulls? Do they think their bad just because of their reputation?
It’s all very frustrating and confusing and I wish that someone out there would make some kind of law for once that APPLIES TO ALL DOGS EQUALLY, I mean REALLY! AND THAT DOESN’T GO FOR JUST DOG LAWS…that goes for all of the “ISM’S” that are still out there. This country is supposed to be based on equality! Get with the program already people! Grrrrrrrrrrr……
MMMM....
Supposedly my parents put me on a dog weight management program for the summer… Hence the Biscuits & Bath summer workout. In addition to everything else I haven’t had treats in days, neither Dog nor human scraps. My parents seem really determined.
But for some reason my dad came home with a really big bone for me today. It was a really big, stinky, Dry Rubbed and Yummy dog bone. I never knew a dog bone could be so fun to eat, but as we say www.metropaws.com, “Anythings pawsable”. I wonder if any of my other dog friends have get spoiled as well as I do.
More MMMMM
My dad made a cake for my mom’s b-day (the co-founder of metropaws.com) today and when he took off his apron I couldn’t help but lick off any icing that was left…mmmm carrot cake with cream cheese icing is yummy….
My tongue tends to gravitate to certain areas of this apron…I am a male you know…
I, Like most dogs, like stuffed animals, but surprisingly, my mom does too. When she and my dad went on a recent trip to California, she got a stuffed bunny, she later named Peanut, for Easter. The fuzzy, comfortably stuffed animal must of reminded her of me as she was away from NYC… She brought the bunny back with her to NYC and I secretly had my eye on it. Today, I had a teddy bear in my mouth, and thought my parents didn’t know where I got it. My mom asked me ‘where did this come from?’
I think they soon realized that the teddy bear I had in my mouth used to be my mom’s bunny, Peanut. I just ripped the bunny’s long ears and pink scarf off to turn it into a bear, this way I’m not embarrassed when I have it in my mouth.
I guess they are figuring out I have some manipulation skills, I bet they didn’t know I could of done that. But as we say at metropaws.com “Anythings Pawsable”
It is hottt out here
So, It is true that I am a 100lb lab, but it has been at least 90 degrees the last two days in NYC. This hot weather has come out of nowhere and I am not ready for such heat. Even if I was 30 pounds I don’t think I would like this weather. There are only a few places where I can go get a quick drink, and those places that do have bowls outside are usually expensive boutiques that my parents are staying far away from these days.
Yesterday I was sitting by my parents as they ate on some bagels from 72st bagel. As they were munching on some bagels, I decided that the the hot weather was too much. I started walking away from my parents with my lease dragging behind me. I made no noise, no stink eye, no nothing and figured if I walked off, they would get the hint.
My rents probably thought I was searching for some shade or some food, but they soon figured it out. They followed me home packing up their breakfast along the way. I was teaching them a lesson in passsive aggressiveness. I think I made my point, what do you think?
