SNOW!!

I LOVE SNOW!

I love waking up in the morning and running around in the snow and eating as much as I can, then rolling around in it and eating some more, but I don't eat the yellow snow, although I may roll in it a little, and it's fun to pee like a boy dog by lifting my leg as I pee, or I can squat right into the snow and make a pee hole.

Oh, and chase the ball is eight times more fun in snow.

Why doesn't everyone want to play in the snow with me? It's going to go away soon. Let's PLAY!!

travel dog

Most dogs are creatures of habit. They like routine. They find new locations upsetting.

But not me.

I love travel. Nothing like a good ride in the car with the windows open, my tongue hanging out, and the wind in my ears. I've gone for rides in plane, sail boat, ferry, truck, van and many kinds of car. One day, I would like to go for ride in helicopter!!

I have been to many places: Edmonton, Calgary, Banff, Kamloops, Whistler, and Tofino. This past weekend, I took my second trip to Seattle. What some dogs don't know is that Seattle is across the border. I'm not sure what the border is, but the car moves slowly when we get near it. We roll down window and talk to a man in a uniform and then we speed up. It is very strange.

I had the best day ever on Saturday. First, I went for brunch at a restaurant called Norm's. Normally, when I go to restaurant, I have to sit outside on the patio, but I can go inside Norm's. And there were other dogs there! Peoples were watching a football game and when they cheered, all us dogs barked along with them. The servers brought me a water bowl, and I discovered the greatest food ever -- French fries! Yum!

Norm - the owner of Norm's

We left Norm's and went across the street to a dog store called Railey's. I got to pick out some treats for later. The store peoples gave me some snacks and I tried to walk into their back room area. I was just checking things out. They had some nice collars there.

Magnusson Dog Park

After that, I went to the Magnusson Dog Park. It is a big park just for dogs. There are trails, hills and a big lake. I played for a long time, but an aggressive border collie kept flirting with me. He didn't understand when I told him "No." Do border collies come from the border on the way to Seattle? It would explain so much.

dog tired

I then took a big nap. I was tired. But I woke up and found out the house I was staying at was having a party! And if you know me, you know I'm a party dog. I got to see many old friends and met new ones. I wore a pretty bead necklace and danced with everyone.

Lola from Laguna

I have one word to say to you, Lola. I crap bigger than you.

Okay. That's five words. I was just meaning to say the word "crap" but I got carried away.

I give to charity. I have an agent. I love being in front of the camera. But do I have a dorky emo haircut? No. I have class. I lick my own butt, but I do have standards.

Seven ways to become a canine celeb
Hollywood's hottest dog shares her secrets.
Deborah Netburn, Times Staff Writer
November 14, 2006

Lola from Laguna is a perky Pomeranian with an unusual haircut who has begun to take the world of celebrity dogs by storm. She signed with Le Paws pet talent agency just seven months ago and she has already become the spokesdog for the Hyatt Hotel in Beverly Hills, starred in a reality show called "Off the Leash," and launched a line of organic grooming products including shampoo, conditioner, paw cream and something called "bling spray." She has a publicist in New York and L.A. as well as an impressive collection of jeweled necklaces. "She never leaves town without her diamonds and pearls," says Melissa Hudson, Lola's mom-manager-spokesperson. "She's a diva dog."

In her short career, Lola has already been compared to Lassie, Benji and Eddie, the dog from "Frasier". "She wants to be on be one of those top Hollywood dogs," says Hudson. "She wants to show the world that she is capable and ready and she wants to go out there and have fun." Hudson is hoping that someday Lola may even costar in a movie with a big celebrity — perhaps as Matthew McConaughey's pet or something.

1. Manners are important.

2. Getting an agent is important.

3. Get going on publicity early.

4. Remember to think of those less fortunate than yourself.

5. It's all about personality.

6. Keep your public guessing.

7. You have to love it.

Lola from Laguna is 4 years old, but would prefer that we not mention her measurements. "She'll never reveal her real weight," said Hudson. "A girl never tells."

You can see more of Lola at www.lolainlaguna.com.

canine thespians in Defamer

As a canine thespian who loves having peoples read out Defamer to her, today's article about canine thespians made my tail wag.

Pity the canine thespian, chasing her Tinseltown dreams. From the moment she excitedly pads off the bus from Anywhere, USA, she's at an immediate disadvantage to her biped peers; the system, quite frankly, is set up to effectively guarantee the success of people over animals: their lack of opposable thumbs, inability to stand upright for long periods of time, and California's stringent, discriminatory health codes make it impossible to compete with humans for the waitressing jobs that provide a steady income while waiting for a break. (And the time-honored casting couch method of career-fasttracking, the dirty little secret that's produced countless stars, is closed to her, as bestiality is frowned up in all but the most deviant of productions.) So this dog, desperate to improve her million-to-one odds of success to a number her less advanced brain can more readily comprehend, scrapes together enough of her savings to enroll in some classes at a prestigious training institute like Hollywood Paws, hoping that the combination of newly honed skills and the school's claimed industry connections will help smooth the path to stardom.

I visited the Hollywood Paws website and found out that one of their graduates can currently be seen in Jackass 2, a movie in which peoples do a lot of the things that dogs like to do, such as eats rocks and sniff poo. I wonder if the dogs provided training for the peoples in that movie.

Is your dog on pot?

Cover story from The Vancouver Province:

Amber Lloyd, veterinary assistant technician at the Yaletown Pet Hospital, says she can count at least four cases at that facility in recent years.

"They're in lulu land," she said of the stoned dogs. "Their heads are rolling around, their eyeballs will roll back, they act drunk."

One 24-hour emergency clinic in Vancouver has begun testing dogs for drugs, using tests similar to those used by employers who have no-drug policies.

While dogs may be prone to go to pot, cats apparently are more inclined to just say no.

"Dogs are more prone to it because dogs eat everything," said Dr. Nicky Joosting, owner of the Vancouver Feline Hospital. "It is a big problem with cats in terms of eating things like ibuprofen."

skimboarding

I have a new hobby! I love skimboarding. I'm not good at throwing the skimboard into a stream, but if someone throws it for me, I can run after it and jump on. I want to compete in the canine summer Rollympics in 2008, when skimboarding will be a demonstration sport alongside flyball, disc dog, and musical freestyle dance.

acting again

I acted again today. It was my third time acting with my friend Ari. We worked on a TV show. Mommy came by to visit me for dinner. They had good cookies at craft services.

Lucky the DVD sniffing labrador

From ABC News:

An alliance of film industry groups that includes the Motion Picture Association of America and the Federation Against Copyright Theft has announced the world's first dogs specially trained to detect CDs and DVDs in bags and packages. The idea is that the dogs may be able to alert police to large stashes of pirated movies.

The MPAA says there are currently two DVD-sniffing dogs in the world. They are Labradors named Lucky and Flo working at Stansted Airport in the United Kingdom. The canines have been taught to recognize the unique smell of a compact disc.

...The dogs have had some success so far, according to the MPAA. But there is still more training that needs to be done. At this point, the dogs alert police to any CD or DVD they smell in packages and bags.

my buddy

Here are some photos of me and my buddy Paco. Paco is a gay Mexican-American who moved to Canada because he wants to get married one day. However, he probably won't meet anyone to marry unless he changes his attitude. He can be a bit of a grumpy pants.

CSI Lucky

In case any of you caught the news report of the dog discovering a body on Jericho Beach the other day. Yes, that was me. I'm not comfortable talking about it at the moment, and both the police and my agent have advised me to not discuss it further as the case is still pending investigation. However, everyone has told me I am a good dog and handled myself in an "exemplary manner" (whatever that means). All I did was stop running because I could tell something was wrong with the young man lying in the bushes. Oh, I better stop. I may have said too much.

Gung Hay Fat Choy!

Welcome to the YEAR OF THE DOG.

Nitro

Sometimes when I go running, I pass by the police dogs' office under the Cambie Street bridge. I admire these courageous dogs who protect all of us other dogs from crimes. Without them, the beaches and dog parks would be full of bone-stealing beagles and crackhead collies. The other day, a police dog named Nitro died in the line of duty. The entire city is mourning him, as it is not every day that such an acclaimed officer is lost on the job. My heart goes out to the other dogs in the police department, who will miss their fellow officer, but even more to Nitro's people partner Constable Howard Rutter.

“An overwhelming bond develops when the handler and the dog spend all their time together and rely on each other in very dangerous and risky work situations,” said Inspector Dean Robinson, in charge of the Emergency Response Team and the Dog Squad. “Cst. Rutter is devastated.”

new hobbies

Woof! I have not been posting much lately. I have been busy. I have a new sister, and at first, I spent a lot of time actively trying to ignore her. But then I got a new hobby. I am practicing to be a psychic.

I showed my skills to many peoples over the winter holidays. I can now beat an alarm clock by a minute. No matter what time a people sets the alarm clock to wake up, I will bark a minute earlier. It could be for a nap or to wake up in the morning. No matter what, I'll beat the alarm clock by a minute. Not bad, considering I can't even tell time.

Then I started making predictions. So far, I have predicted new jobs, new cars, new romances, vacations, new balls, and lost balls. Well, the last one wasn't so much a prediction, because I happened to see Bailey at the beach and knew he would lose my ball.

If you have any questions you would like to ask the psychic dog, drop them in my comments bin. My fee is two cookies per prediction.

dogs in distress

There are many peoples helping the dogs and other animals who were treated badly by the hurricane in New Orleans. One pack is called Noah's Wish but there are many more. I hope all the lost and confused dogs in the Large Easy are reunited with their peoples as soon as possible.

Huckleberry

I haven't posted in a while because there have been so many things happening. I have a new sister named Coco. Well, they tell me she's a sister. She's a little pink thing and doesn't do much. I sniffed her feet a few times, but for the most part, she's boring. I'm waiting for her to do something exciting. She makes noise and kicks. That's about it.

Also, I want to tell you about the greatest. trail. ever. It's Huckleberry in Pacific Spirit Park. I love this trail. If this trail were a cute boy dog, I would marry it. I dream about Huckleberry. It is so much fun to run on. There is a big knocked down tree that I try to climb and there is a stream to jump in even though I am always told "Don't go in there, Lucky!!!" I have now had Huckleberry taken away from me because I jumped in the stream after being told not to. I managed to walk away from the stream. I got across the bridge and was a good ten feet away, but then the stream called me back. It said "Come frolic in my cool, clear water" so I did. But I know this punishment won't last long and as soon as I can, I'll be back on Huckleberry. Maybe if I go lick my sister's feet again...

apples

Nothing says it's the dog days of summer like getting to play with apples. My new favourite thing is to take apples off the tree and huck them against walls and fences. Apples explode so much better and faster than sticks. If you throw a stick, then you have to run after it, fetch it, shake it around for a while, and after all that is done, you get to tear it apart. It's a long, drawn out ritual. With an apple, you can just swing your head, let it fly out of your mouth, and SMACK! It hits something and explodes. So far, I've only got to try this with apples from trees. I keep trying to take the apples from the sidewalk bins in front of stores, but everyone I know thwarts me in this experiment.

summer

I haven't posted to my Dog Blog for a while. I have been taking it easy. I was very busy for a long time promoting my movie. The benefit screening went very well. I even got to speak in the microphone in front of many peoples, just like I did at the Celluloid Social Club. Since then, I have been enjoying a very large bone that was a gift from my old roommates and I have been playing in the park a lot with Bailey, who doesn't pee on me anymore.

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If a dog was the teacher you would learn stuff like:

When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.

Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.

Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure
ecstasy.

When it's in your best interest, practice obedience.

Let others know when they've invaded your territory.

Take naps.

Stretch before rising.

Run, romp, and play daily.

Thrive on attention and let people touch you.

Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.

On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.

On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.

When
you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.

No matter how often you're scolded, don't buy into the guilt thing and pout...
run right back and make friends.

Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.

Eat with gusto and enthusiasm. Stop when you have had enough.

Be loyal. Never pretend to be something you're not.

If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.

When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by and nuzzle them
gently.

Urban Rush

Today I went on the Urban Rush talk show. This was my second talk show appearance. I had previously been on Global Television's breakfast show. There were other dogs in the studio with me. A very handsome (but shy) giant golden retriever named Barkley and a pretty doberman whose name I cannot remember. She was so quiet, I could barely hear her name when she told me. I was there to promote my movie Lucky Stars, and they were there to find their own peoples. They were both dogs up for adoption at the SPCA. They were doggies without homes. So sad. They seemed very nice so I hope they find homes soon. Also, there were bunnies! The Urban Rush people wouldn't let me play with the bunnies.

The hosts Mike and Fiona were very nice to me, but they teased Maureen a lot. I got to kiss Mike. Mostly I sat around and looked cute. They even mentioned my Dog Blog!!

Tonight I watched the season finale of Lost. They didn't show Vincent very much. He mostly tugged at his leash on the beach. Then I finished a bone. Now I'm off to bed to rest up for the big day tomorrow -- my fundraiser for the SPCA Biscuit Fund.

more me in the media

I got a mention in this week's Georgia Straight, saying I'll be greeting everyone at the Van East Cinema this Thursday, and I am supposed to be on the Urban Rush talk show tomorrow. If you're watching Urban Rush, look for the cute black labrador with the saucy glint in her eye.

this says it all

it's time for a new Littlest Hobo

So far, the esteemed David Mamet has not written me back. He doesn't know what he's missing. Peoples have been writing me all week since my appearance on Animal Planet the other day. I'm probably the only dog on that channel that hasn't had to study with Dr. Stanley Coren. I'm a professional. I don't need no stinkin' behaviour modification. Grrrr.

I have a new idea. I think TV should bring back The Littlest Hobo. I would be the bestest dog to appear in it. I can see it now "Starring Lucky as the Littlest Hobo". Not to take anything away from London. He was an amazing actor. And I know what peoples are thinking: "But Lucky, hobo is a German Shepherd and you're a Labrador." To that I say "phwooshch" and sigh really loudly. They're remaking The Honeymooners with Cedric The Entertainer in the Jackie Gleason role, right? They already remade Heaven Can Wait with Chris Rock. So why not remake The Littlest Hobo with a Labrador Retriever.

In the meantime, until that day happens, enjoy The Littlest Hobo theme in Spanish and Scottish, and check out my appearance in the new video for White Whale Records band kids these days.

An Open Letter to David Mamet

Dear Mr. Mamet,

I am very excited to hear about your new movie Joan Of Bark: The Dog That Saved France. I am a huge fan of your work. I really adore your films State And Main, The Winslow Boy, and The Spanish Prisoner. I was the producer and star of the first all dog version of Speed-The-Plow, in which I played the Madonna part. I am currently trying to mount an all dog version of Boston Marriage. I know you write terrific dialogue for animals because I was very impressed with the bear's monologue in The Edge, although I was disappointed there wasn't a real buffalo in American Buffalo, not to mention no major dog part in Wag The Dog.

However, I do suspect there is a dog role in Joan Of Bark and I think I would be the best dog for that role. I have starred in one feature already, as well as short films and music videos. I just won an award in the Best Pet Awards. Yes, I would make a perfect Joan. I'm also strong and can speak a little French. "Oui woof!!"

So have your people call my people. I am also a big fan of Rebecca Pidgeon, even though she is not a real pigeon.

Hugs and wiggles,
Lucky

newspaper

I am all alone today. Everyone went off to a wedding. I have had some peoples here to take me for walks, but mostly it is a day to get some bone chewing done. I am working on a really tasty bone right now. I was in the newspaper again today. I have now been in the newspaper at least three times. Usually I am in the gossip column, but today I am in the entertainment section. However, the writer said I was a BOY!! I am a young lady, thank you very much. Some would even say I'm a bitch. Well, if anyone ever calls me a boy again, I'll show you bitch.

Okay, I'm kidding. I love the press. You can call me whatever you want, just don't call me late for dinner. NEVER call a labrador late for dinner.

Thank you, and I now return you to your regularly scheduled adorable Lucky. You may commence rubbing my belly.

Celluloid Social Club

Tonight I went to the Celluloid Social Club at the Anza to promote the SPCA benefit screening of my movie Lucky Stars. This was a big deal for me because I was banned from the Anza for a while because of my drunken table dancing incident. Peoples still speak of this incident. Some even started calling me Lucky Lohan. I tried to blame it on Bailey (Nick's dog) but truth be told, Bailey wasn't even there. He's usually a good scapedog. But I wasn't drunk.

You see, I was trying to stand up to see the movie they were showing and I knocked over the table. That made me kind of skittish (as it would any dog) so I jumped on to a nearby table and spilled some beer, which got all over my fur, so I smelled like I was drunk.

However, tonight I redeemed myself. I only barked a couple times and I watched all the movies! I really liked the commercials and trailers they played because they were short and had lots of movement. I am very proud of my patience tonight. I am not so proud of my unelegant approach to the front of the room to greet my audience. I tried to jump onstage and missed... in front of about 150 peoples. No one laughed, but I knew I looked silly. Then I licked the microphone a lot as they took my picture. I put out the word to find me some scripts to direct and some peoples came up to me after and talked story. I liked one script about a squirrel that a guy told me about, although I think the squirrel should get caught by a dog at the end of the story.

More Animal Planet

Animal Planet called yesterday to tell me that my profile segment is one of the highlights of the awards show. They thought it would lead to me getting lots of scripts and offers to act! (Little do they know that now I want to direct -- yes, you heard it here first: I want to be the first canine director!)

Be sure to tune in to Animal Planet on May 17th for the 3rd Annual Iams Pet Awards.