Archive for October, 2009
It Doesn’t Taste Like Mustard…
Date: I have mortification amnesia (aka: I’m trying not to remember)
Location: the den
I’m feeling: pissed off
Look at me, I’m a dog named Hamburger dressed up as a hot dog for Halloween. Isn’t that just the cutest thing? No. It’s not. It’s stupid and scratchy and not edible at all. Good thing I escaped the clutches [...]
Work Your Parents Like A Pooch Pro
Here’s something all of us dogs can do to help other pups find a home. Just give mom and dad the big lonely saucer eyes and will them to adopt someone for you to play with (feel free to use Jedi mind tricks in addition to the wide-eyed glare). For reference, I’ve included a photo [...]
Cat Gotcher Paws?
Sometimes it’s just comfortable to tuck all of your appendages under your body even though it may look weird to outsiders. What? It is.
Burger The Bachelor: Meet The Semifinalists
Well, I have to admit that even I was surprised when over 100 cutie pie lady pooches flooded my inbox within a few hours of asking for entries to my little online version of The Bachelor last week.
And it was no easy task to sift through all of them and tearfully eliminate over 75% of [...]
Burger’s Buddies: Nice Moves
Check out these friends I made in Nashville when I accompanied the rents on their road trip. I especially loved how my brother from another mother got to ride in a little custom fitted dog throne atop the carriage (since jumping on horses just isn’t my thing).
Great Danes Have Nothing On Me
Is it just me or do I look huge in this picture? As in almost ceiling height.
My Brother From Another Mother?
Seriously, who knew I had so much in common with a rabbit?
Help These Pooches!
Camp Wolfgang is trying desperately to find homes for their pooches before it’s too late- let’s spread the word and save those pups!
The Bachelor, Burger-Style
I’m playing the roll of the bachelor and picking some fine four-legged ladies to compete for my heart. Send me those photos girls!
To Toupe Or Not Toupe…
Seriously are my ears receding? I look like Mr. Clean for crying out loud.
