TheBunnyBlog.com - February 15, 2007

Many have been asking me, "Bunny, what about the dogs?"

Yes, I'm not faring well without my snouts. They are in Los Angeles being tended to by their father, my irascible ex boyfriend Tucker Max. Tucker's new hero is the host of the National Geographic Channel's "Dog Whisperer," Cesar Millan, the foxy Mexican guy with frosty hair who tames spoiled American dogs out of their neuroses in, like, minutes. Tucker has the Cesar Millan memoir, a DVD of "Dog Whisperer" season one, and "Dog Whisperer" on Tivo. I find myself watching the show quite a bit, if for no other reason than to see dogs move, lick faces, wag their tails, etc. I then try to imagine my Maxie pup prancing haughtily, and Murph being a retard.

Tucker has fashioned himself after Cesar. He quiets dogs and people in the same "Sht" way of Cesar, and applies doggie logic to human problems. He's devoted every minute of his free time to curing Murph's mentalness and keeping Maxie in line. I get updates like, "Our morning migration was very successful. Murph pup likes her new job of being water bottle carrier very much. It has helped increase her doggy self esteem by a great measure. Maxie has yet to fall in line," and...

"Murph pup has made great strides in her battle with food obsession. She no longer squeals and jumps when I pour out her kibble, and she sits and waits for my command to eat. Maxie has yet to fall in line," and...

"Murph pup has not made a single nervous wet since three weeks ago when you came to pick me up at the airport and she pissed all over my seat. Maxie has yet to fall in line."

It's nice to know some things never change. Things like Maxie's superiority complex. Here she is looking way too cool for the family portrait:

Posted by The Bunny at 4:06 PM