“This award is presented to a successful blogger, one who can “be the blog” - making it their own, staying with it, interacting with the readers, and just plain having fun.”
I would like to pass this onto my pal Putter. Not only is she the BEST super nanny, but she also has hilarious posts and has time to visit so many blogs. Your blog is the bestest Putter, keep up the good work!
Up into the tub I went, and then that darn collar thingy was attached to the tub, so no escaping for me. Since Mom is busy snapping all of the pictures, Dad did the 'dirty' work. 
Soon I was all lathered up and not too happy. I like being a dirty dog, I don't like getting cleaned up. 
Dad was scrubbing me all over the place, I mean ALL over the place. Hey, watch your hands down there buddy!!
As they finally finished me off, I pondered running from the tub before they tried to scrub me again.
OK, I'm all clean (yuck!) and dry now, can we get out of here?
Well, I'm all clean now, hopefully Mom will approve and take my Christmas picture. When you get my card and admire how nice I look, remember what I went through to get that way. Grrrrr! 
I'm a proud Chicago dog, so I thought I'd bring some locally brewed choices. Dads favorite local beer is Goose Island, so I made some good selections, if I do say so myself. For the doggie that is looking for a fall blend, I'm bringing the Harvest Ale. Mmmm mmmm good!
For a more sedate brew, I'm bringing 312 Urban Wheat, this one is my favorite, and the most likely to be seen in my house. This one is also tops with Dads friends!
Since we are all getting ready for Christmas by writing letters to Santa Paws and all, I've chosen the Christmas Ale. Figured we could all be put in the holiday mood with a few of these.
Finally, for all those young pups out there, I'm bringing a non-alcoholic choice. Good old fashioned root beer.
Over the weekend I decided to work on my basketball. See, over the last year or so, I've 'taken care' of several balls that Mom and Dad have given me. The cute play ball, kick ball, soccer ball, volleyball and several others have met their demise in my jaws. Then Mom brought home the basketball. 
Well folks, I thought this was my Everest. No amount of gnawing, chewing or licking could get me teeth into that ball. So, I decided to bide my time and let the air slowly sneak out of the ball, and waited till it was just slightly deflated. 
Then, I pounced! I could finally get my jaws around part of the ball and with consistent gnawing I did it. There was a slip of my tooth and then a satisfying pop and hiss. Then my old friend, my nemesis the basketball slowly began to collapse. All that remained was a sad slumped up ball, which Mom promptly threw away. Apparently she feels that I will eat the carcass of the ball. Whatever!! Now, the ball is gone and I'm starting to check out my giant tennis ball. Perhaps it too will go the way of the basketball. 
Oh, and good news, I heard Mom and Dad talking about getting me a new basketball this weekend. Oh boy! Another toy to destroy! Yum Yum!!
Spencer is a very good present opener. Unlike me, he doesn't eat the paper, he just pulls it off and gets to the good stuff inside. Spence isn't into toys anymore, so all of his gifts were food related, it was a dogs dream! 
Grandma made sure I got one of Spencer's pigs ears. It was my first pigs ear, and boy, was it YUMMY!!
After prezzie opening and snacking on treats, we headed outside to work off our food. As usual, I was a crazed fool, running all over the place. 
Since it was Spencer's birthday, I decided to bring him my Wubba to play with, but he wasn't interested.
Nope, Spencer is not a Wubba dog. Actually, as he's gotten older, Mom says he really doesn't play with any of his old toys anymore, but he still loves to play with his leash. He drags it around and then shakes it all about. If you throw it for him, he'll run and retrieve it.
Here I am trying to trade my Wubba for Spencer's leash. He made it seem so cool! 
Spencer wasn't into giving up his leash, so I was stuck with my Wubba. Since I wanted to have some fun, I decided to do some Wubba tugging with Dad. 
Whoa, Dad and I got so into tugging, I actually got AIREBORN! Look at me, that is all four off the floor!! Woo-hoo!!
Spencer and I decided to gang up on Uncle John and make him tug with us both. No way he could take both of us on!
After all of that tugging and running around, I was ready to relax and do some roachin'. 
We all headed back in for some cake. Spencer is a spoiled dog who gets real 'hooman' cake. It was soooo yummy! 
Before we wrapped things up, Spencer decided to show off his costume, or rather, Grandma wanted to show off his Devil Dog costume. Spence was so not happy to be dressed up. He's like me, prefers to be nice and nekid!
Happy 12th birthday Spencer. You are a terrific doggy mentor buddy, I hope all your birthday wishes come true!
'Till next time,
I tried to eat the scarecrow costume Mom got me, so I went nekkid, but there were so many doggies in costume! Mom counted over 65 dogs in attendance, WOW!
Before the big costume contest began, I did some strutting to check out who else was there. 
Since I tried to eat my scarecrow costume, Mom didn't want to get another costume, so instead I sported this Halloween scrunchy. It has little bats all around it. I was very surprised no doggies tried to eat it. 
There were so many cool costumes. Mom tried to get photos of all our favorites, but sometimes the dogs wouldn't cooperate. This little cutie won a prize. She is a picnic table. See that carrot on her side, I did some helpful removing once the contest was over. Her parents were not happy with me. I couldn't help it, it was a squeaky carrot. I love those!
This cutie reminded me of Bogarts pawsonal trainer Heidi. She was not too happy to be dressed up and quickly removed her tiara. 
This being Chicago and all, there were several Cubs and Bears costumes. This little guy was Alfonso Soriano, and I tried to steal the ball off his neck. He he!
This little spider won a prize too. 
After the costume contest, I found my neighbor Scarlett. We couldn't resist some wrestling.
I think a good time was had by all doggie attendees!
Best part of the pawty? Chowing down on my goodie bag once I got home. MMMmmmm pumpkin treats, now we're talking!
'Till next time,
