Getting old is not all it’s cracked up to be

I’m turning 5 in a couple of weeks and I have to say I’m really feeling my age.  Normally I would go to the Rex and have lots of fun partying with all my friends and staying up late and eating lots of junk food that had no kibble hazardly hiding in it and come home and carry on like normal.  This time?



I barely made it up the stairs with all my stuff before I had to have a nap. For three days.  Sad to say that I think my partying days are over.

Well, at least until next time.


2016! aka hopefully the year I retire

Happy 2016 everybody!  I’m back from the Rex and I had a blast.  Besides seeing all my friends that I had never met before, there were a few relatives too.  You just never know when you’re going to run into someone and then whoa!  Look at you looking like me we must be related!


Yep!  Not me.  This is Lola.  We look the same except she’s a girl and I’m not.

And then there’s this little guy. (I can’t remember his name so I’ll just call him Little Taz)


He’s a baby though.  I used to be a baby.  See?


Hey, wait a minute, I think his haircut is way better than mine. I should find out who he goes to and go there too. I’m pretty sure the shaggy look is out for 2016.

Finding new relatives is fun, but exhausting.  I better go have a nap before I have to start retraining these people I live with.  Have a good week everyone!

Christmas vacation

And the countdown is on!  Just one more day of work and I’m done until after Christmas.   Hurray!

It’s been so busy.  On top of everything that I always have to do, there’s been the extra vigilance, what with all the comings and goings and doorbells ringing and people and everything.  I wonder if I get paid extra for all this. It’s exhausting.



But good news!  I’m going to the Rex!  I love, love, love the Rex.  I just hope the papparazzi are on vacation too cause I’m not in the mood for flash bulbs.

Merry Christmas everyone!


Love, Taz.



I have a buddy named Brutus.  You probably remember him from here. Right now I feel so bad for him.  I think I owe him an apology.

Dude!  Dude!  Dude!  I am sorry, sorry, sorry that those people you live with probably saw that one picture of me and then they thought it was okay to do this:


Who does this?

I feel your pain, buddy, I feel your pain.

Getting ready for Monday

In order to get myself ready for a strenuous week of training these people I live with, I have had to be quite resourceful in ensuring I’m physically and emotionally up for the challenge.

Here I’m doing something I invented. It really helps.


It’s called Open Eyes Meditation Yoga Pose, by Taz.  It complements my other yoga poses.

Go ahead – try it, you’ll see.