Sunday, January 28, 2007

I fought the Cuz and the Cuz won.

So my mom bought me a Cuz because all you other Bostons love the Cuz so much you have tribute photos and stuff. And now my mom thinks something is wrong with me because I only like my Cuz when he has peanut butter in his foot and I prefer my chewies because I can eat them and we all know I like to eat. So what's with this Cuz thing because I don't want my mom to think I am weird. Here is a picture of me not playing with my Cuz. (Notice the bacon tongue.)


Opy - the Original GruffPuppy said...

Hey Ike,

Welcome to - it is great to meet you and I am sure you will make lots of friends here :-)


Myeo said...

Hi Ike.. We are Boy n Baby. We came by to visit and we think you are a very handsome boy and we are glad that you found your hoomans.

We will link you in our blog.

Boy n Baby

Ian said...

Beware the Return of the Living Duck!

Greg said...


You're one hot brown bacon-tongued canine (place the commas where you will). We miss you here in Africa. Hope to see you before too long... maybe if you'd hurry up and move to the Seattle area... we could hike together on Mount baker, and eat huckleberries in September, and when you get back down to sea level... no snow... except a few times this year...

Say hi to mom and dad.

Joe Stains said...

hm, we loooove our cuz. I have like 32093856 of them!