This is me and my girl looking at the tree that I helped decorate and protect!!!

Where have I been? What have I been doing?

This is my special lady friend Kasey

This is me at Kasey's birthday party. I love hats.

Just lounging and playing coy...

I see something...


Those are pretty loaded questions. I will answer them as best as I can. I have been busy. Does that help? No, seriously. It was a busy summer, my dad built a patio worthy of my awesomeness, however, during the building process I was not allowed into MY backyard. Can you imagine? It was not pleasant for me. There were many menacing squirrels and chipmunks that I was not allowed to chase, for fear I may dig into the fresh sand a ruin the level surface. PFFF whatever.

The more important reason for my absence was my "lameness". I was limping quite a bit in the summer, and my mother, ever vigilant as she is, took me to the vet. Initially they thought it was something that I would grow out of with a bit of rest. So I wasn't allowed to do ANYTHING. My mom locked me behind baby gates, took me out on LEASH to pee. I wasn't getting any better so back to the vet I went. I was x-rayed and found out I have mild hip dysplasia, patella luxations, and a soft tissue injury. The good thing was that it was likely the soft tissue injury which was causing my limping and pain. I was on anti-inflammatories for an entire month, with strict no exercise. I started to get better, then I started limping again. Basically I haven't been able to do my perimter checks for an entire summer. I have no idea what is living in my backyard now. The horror. Mommy says I can soon go out and play. A few more weeks, fingers crossed.

I am now almost 18 months old, I weigh about 87lbs and I am totally cute. I mean TOTALLY CUTE. I still LOVE THE CHILDREN. When they play on the floor with their delightfully coloured toys I like to go and get my toys and bring them to the kids. We all sit on a blanket and play. Mommy smiles whenever I do this. The smallest of the children is 8months, he likes to play with my fur. Sometimes he eats it. The parents don't think that is too funny. Me, I just lie there and take the cuddles.

Last night there was quite the commotion in my 'hood. At 3am someone was banging on our front door. I saw this an opportunity to go Kuvasz on them. Unfortunately I woke the baby in my efforts to protect my flock. The baby didn't go back to bed for sometime after. The parents weren't mad at me, they knew I was doing my job. (Quite impressive really, he went into a full stance, growled, barked for a half hour straight. He was hearing sounds we couldn't!)

Anyway, that is all for me right now. Still living life behind my gated community, but if it means I can go snow shoeing soon I am all for it!

I really, really, REALLY love the baby.

Ok, so the baby. So much fun. I love to watch him, make sure he is ok, and be around him all the time. I can't get enough of him. My mom bought me a new bed and what did I do - I dragged it up beside the crib so I can sleep beside the baby. Lately my mom has been putting the baby down on the ground, I do what any good dog (Kuvasz) would do, I guarded the baby. No worries, my mom was nearby the whole time!!!!

So what happens when the children leave the house. This is what happens...


I must know where they are at all times!!! Come back children, come back....

Anyway, here is a photo of me guarding my kids climber, just in case a pesky squirrel comes by.



Ok, in all seriousness - T-Bone is an amazing dog. He loves both kids, needs to know where they are at all times. As I said before, he even dragged his dog bed beside the baby's crib. It was so cute. He always checks the backyard while the kids are out, just to make sure it is safe!

Funny story though, the other morning I let him out back to play, like I do every morning. I didn't realize the side gate was open. I had to go out to the car in front to grab something and I turned around and there was T-Bone sitting beside me. My heart dropped, the last time he got out front he tore around the snow running up and down the street! I had to approach with caution so as to not excite him and make him run! He just sat there, let me grab his collar and walk him to the back.

On another note. Took him to the vet the other day for heartworm testing - he is fine, and he only weighs 83lbs. Tiny boy!!!! His mother was a huge Kuvasz, his father on the smaller side - so he is about right. Still has some growing to go!

This and That

Me and Paco - friends forever. Please disregard the blanket in the background, it is their to collect the cat hair.
This is my kitty Paco!

My new toy! I love it, it is bigger than the new baby.


You may be wondering where I have been. Well, it has been quite busy around my house. There is a new child for me to protect, plus the older child, plus the cats, plus my people! It is a constant battle for me. What have I been doing. Well, I went to the dog park the other day, I haven't been since November. My mom thought it would be ok as I am awesome when I go to the kennel and play with the other dogs. The adventure started off innocently enough. I went with my friend Kasey the Boston Terrier. She loves me. I love her. We were the only ones in the dog park. It was heaven. The other dogs started showing up, I went all Kuvasz on them and wouldn't let them come into the dog park. I would pace back and forth in front of the gate - then I would stop and stare. Finally my mom got a hold of me, other dogs entered the park. I felt the need to protect Kasey, so I stood over her and wouldn't let other dogs come near her. My mom then thought it best that we leave. * (editor note : T-Bone is now about 105lbs, about 30lbs heavier and WAY stronger than the last time I went to the park with him. It was a struggle to stay on my feet when he wanted to take off after the other dogs. I have owned other dogs, big dogs - huge sheppards, a Bouvier and I have NEVER ever had a dog as strong as T-Bone, it is truly amazing and scary at the same time.)

I have a nice routine going here. Whenever I get let out into MY backyard I check the perimeter. I have been doing this since I was 9 weeks old. Now, I like to bark at each corner to let others know I am out. My parents can distinguish this bark from the get the heck away from my house or people bark, so they let me do it.

My new baby is now 2 months old and I love him. He doesn't do much, but I am with him whenever possible. I sleep under the swing, the bassinet, I will lick his face - oh and my FAVOURITE thing to do it grab my (his) colourful toys. They are so pretty, they look just like mine. I just don't understand why they keep hiding them from me. I now have to go into the crib and get them out to chew them. Imagine my horror when I was told they weren't mine. THE HORROR.

This is my first spring and I love it. There is so much mud. I love mud. My parents - not so much. My dad is in the process of cleaning the backyard after a long winter. Not a fun job, I like plastic of all kinds. Flower pots, fencing, sandboxes - all of these have been strewn throughout the backyard. Sadly, they are all gone.

Anyway, that is a quick update. Here are a few photos of me and my kids.

Where have I been????

What this photo of my stunning self does not show is the enormous pink patch on my face. Who knew that eating a bottle of pink glue paint (non-toxic) would make such a mess. Mommy said I would be the prettiest boy at the kennel. It took 2 weeks for the paint to finally come off my face. What can I say, I like to dress up!
People keep asking, where is T-Bone, he hasn't posted in a while. Well, there is a good reason for that. My human mother had a baby. So there was a lot of shuffling of me, T-Bone, too and from the Spa. I spent 5 days there last week, my longest stay by far. My parents, while having a baby, still worried that I might not adjust to life at the kennel that long. My mom even called from the hospital. Turns out I was having a awesome time. My parents were very assured when the spa people told them that they use me, T-Bone, as an introduction dog when new scared dogs come to the kennel - because I love all dogs big and small and will play accordingly with them. Although, my spa seperates the small dogs from the larger, they still bring me out to visit.

On to more pressing news. The infant. There was much concern, speculation about what I, T-Bone, would do with a new little person. I am quite protective of the people I already have, and generally love everyone I meet - with the exception of larger males with hats and sunglasses, something shady about them. Anyway, everyone was concerned with how I would react. Let me replay my first encounter with the baby. I came home from the spa, all my people were already home. I was excited to see them, at first I did not notice the little person sitting in this basket contraption, that is until 2 hours later when he made a noise... At first it was glorious little squeaking sound, I thought THEY BOUGHT ME A NEW TOY. I immediately went on a toy hunt, must find that new squeaky toy. I went to the area of the basket, did they hide underneath the basket?.... no.... not there.... what about in the basket?.... WHAT IS THAT. It was a tiny little person (editor note: not that tiny, over 10lbs). I sniffed, I looked back and forth to mama and papa. Papa jumped out of his chair to come over and supervise. I looked again, then I sniffed again. I walked away. That was our first encounter. Now, this little person appears to be staying here permanently, so I have decided to add him to my protection roster. Now I sleep by the basket, I like to sniff when he is sitting on laps, and I like to sit beside him when he is sitting with other people, just in case they need me.

Editor note: We had a lot of concerns about how T-Bone would react to a new person in the house. He has been absolutely amazing. Aside from one growling moment when the baby cried, T-Bone has been a model dog. He is curious, but never over steps. We are so relieved. He is such a sucky boy, we were worried that would be lost when we had the baby, fortunately it wasn't. He still sleeps with us, wants his cuddles, but understands when sometimes it isn't possible!!! Go T-Bone go!