Unfortunately, all things must come to an end and today was Ralph’s time. Rest in peace, Ralphers.
9/11/2001 – 2/22/2012
RIP, buddy.
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Ralph still thinks he’s a cat
Winter has arrived
Winter has finally arrived. It’s currently 6 below zero outside, 20 below wind chill and blowing snow. Sometimes even Ralphy Dogs need a fuzzy blanket to cuddle up with.
Excerpts from Ralph’s Daily Diary
8:00 am Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm Wow! Watched TV with Nate! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
Excerpts from Ropeburn’s Daily Diary:
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Just for you, Luke
I’m a big kitty
So I believe Ralph thinks he’s a cat. I guess it makes sense though. From the moment we brought him home from doggy prison, Ropeburn has been there. Now Ralph likes to lick himself like the cat does (and the cat licks him as well…then pukes up a hair ball somewhere). He also likes to so mimik other things that the cat does…such as sitting on the couch cushions. What a weirdo.
I hate you guys
So this is one of Ralph’s least favorite activities…bath time. Once you get him in the bathtub, you have pretty much taken away every bit of dignity that he had in him. Once it’s time to get dried off however, it’s a whole different story. Ralph loves the rub down treatment with all the towels…but he says it’s a high price to pay
Life is good
This is probably one of Ralphs favorite past times…humping his bear-bear. The really funny thing is that he had his manhood snipped off by his nemesis (the vet) at a very young age. I guess he just has some kick ass instincts.