Saturday, May 31, 2008

Roxy, Huckleberry Hound, Billy Bob Thornton... A Photographic Study

I want you to meet our little Cockapoo (no, not a cockatiel... that's all different) Roxy. Sometimes known as Rox for short, other times known as dumber than a box of rocks, but always sweet as candy dipped in syrup and cuter than elf turds.


Now... this is a spot where I fed the sheep all winter, just lump of lousy dried out hay and I threw a match at it the other day to get rid of it. It burned all up into a big black pile of poofy ash.

This is a picture of a cartoon character named Huckleberry Hound. One of my favorite cartoons from way on back. Huck always was singing "Clementine" and happy 'bout just pert near everything on earth. When my daughter Amanda was little she called him "the little blue doggy".

A couple days ago I looked out at the spot where I'd burned the haypile and saw Roxy. I might not ever had noticed her if she hadn't been carrying on like a fish you'd thrown out on the pond dam. Flippin' and floppin all over. Rooting and rolling and just generally enjoying burned hay ash. I don't have any answers. We laughed til we couldnt stand up.

This pose says it all. She's so proud of the new look she's created, and in this shot looks particularly Huckleberry Houndish.

I may have changed my mind. That smile on her face looks a little more like Billy Bob Thornton in Slingblade than Huckleberry Hound.

She had a little bit of smokers hack for a couple days. Took 2 baths to get her decent to go in the house again. When she ran across the yard she poofed like Pigpen in the Peanuts comic strip.

That's my dog.




Vicky said...

I see you've got your sofa burning spot primed and ready to go! LOL Rox is a sweety.

WowsRose said...

Mustard and biscuits, Mmmmmmmmm Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Fletch said...

Shades of Zeke Fletcher, Man! When I transferred to Texas back in 12/90, I two cockapoos - Zeke and Hercules. Zeke was really the ex's, but the divorce court gave me full custody. Herky was mine, all mine, and OMG, how I miss that boy. Lost him about 6 months after Zeker, in February 1994. Broke my heart, it did. I was a basket case for a long, long time following. But life moves on, another one comes along, and the cycle starts all over again. Miss Southern Belle is currently the resident pooch. Wouldn't have it any other way.

Thanks, Jace!

Jerry said...


Good read, Jace, all illustrated and everything!

Anne would just plain up and die if Shelby did that! LMAO!!

Jerry (again) said...

I got to thinking about my comment. I was wrong.

I think I'd be the one that died if Anne saw Shelby do that.

No LOL here..... :)

Lindah said...

Yep, definitely the Billy Bob look. :-)
Well, it could have she was rolling in something worse than ashes. But I'm not saying what.

Anonymous said...

I'll say what-my Sadie will roll in anything that stinks-cow, cat or horse poop, dead birds, fish guts. But I love her to pieces anyway!! Babs

loulee1 said...

LOL It's they way you tell them!

My cute lil pup used to love rolling in the goose sh*t Seems they just love to stink!

Anonymous said...

Some folks call 'em a sling blade. I call 'em a Kaiser blade.

Little blue dogs are good with mustard.