- We have had a name change! Infamous Potatoes didn't really reflect on who we are, so we are now called "The Classiest Blog Ever" - as we are the two classiest people you will ever meet, this fits perfectly.
- We now have a domain! Wheee!
- We also have a Facebook page! Like us or we will think mean things about you.
- We have also looked into putting ads on the site. There shouldn't be any popups or anything, although I will be monitoring it and if I feel that they are too annoying I will remove them.
- I'll probably be playing around with a new layout, or at least new graphics soon. Sorry if I break everything.
- Amber has a kitten. It sat on her keyboard as she was beginning a new post, which explains the post below this.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
EXCITING! OMG! WHEEEE!
A few things to mention:
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
My puppy
Meet Sutherlands Viceroy. (aka Uli)
He's my puppy.
When he poops/vomits/does something naughty, he's my father's dog.
Although at nearly 9 years old, 30kg and 70cm high at the shoulder he's not really a puppy anymore. The first time my sister's fiance came to our house, he refused to get out of the car when he saw Uli.
He's a German Shorthaired Pointer, most people have no idea what that is though, so when they ask what breed he is I say "a big brown one" and then they look at me as if I'm stupid.
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When we first got him, he was an outside dog. He had to sleep in the shed out the back, and was only allowed inside very rarely, but over the years he has become more and more spoiled. Now he's allowed all through the house... Although he still gets in trouble when I let him sit on the couch with me.
For his 7th birthday, my mother got him a whole chicken.
Which she then put into the oven and warmed up to "chicken body temperature".
And gift wrapped.
I would have liked a chicken for my birthday. Just saying.
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He was very naughty when he was little. We ended up having to get dog psychologists to help us train him. Even then, he didn't fully settle down until he was about 5 years old. Every now and then, he's naughty again.
One day he disappeared for a while, and returned a bit later with a bone.
They had no idea where the bone came from, until a few weeks later when they bumped into one of our neighbours.
Turned out he'd just casually walked in through their front door....
Through their house...
Out to their backyard, where their dog had a bone....
Took her bone....
Walked back through their house....
And out the front door, back to our place.
______________________________
My dad once found a little baby bird which had fallen out of its nest.
He picked it up and put it back in the nest.
It then fell back out of the nest.
And Uli ran up and gobbled the baby bird up in one go.
______________________________
As I've been sitting here writing this blog, my dad is telling me off for making Uli look too fat. So I'll include an actual photo of him so you can all see how pretty he is...
There are many more stories, I will do another post about him sometime.
He's my puppy.
When he poops/vomits/does something naughty, he's my father's dog.
Although at nearly 9 years old, 30kg and 70cm high at the shoulder he's not really a puppy anymore. The first time my sister's fiance came to our house, he refused to get out of the car when he saw Uli.
He's a German Shorthaired Pointer, most people have no idea what that is though, so when they ask what breed he is I say "a big brown one" and then they look at me as if I'm stupid.
______________________________
When we first got him, he was an outside dog. He had to sleep in the shed out the back, and was only allowed inside very rarely, but over the years he has become more and more spoiled. Now he's allowed all through the house... Although he still gets in trouble when I let him sit on the couch with me.
For his 7th birthday, my mother got him a whole chicken.
Which she then put into the oven and warmed up to "chicken body temperature".
And gift wrapped.
I would have liked a chicken for my birthday. Just saying.
______________________________
He was very naughty when he was little. We ended up having to get dog psychologists to help us train him. Even then, he didn't fully settle down until he was about 5 years old. Every now and then, he's naughty again.
One day he disappeared for a while, and returned a bit later with a bone.
They had no idea where the bone came from, until a few weeks later when they bumped into one of our neighbours.
Turned out he'd just casually walked in through their front door....
Through their house...
Out to their backyard, where their dog had a bone....
Took her bone....
Walked back through their house....
And out the front door, back to our place.
______________________________
My dad once found a little baby bird which had fallen out of its nest.
He picked it up and put it back in the nest.
It then fell back out of the nest.
He put it back in the nest.
It fell out againAnd Uli ran up and gobbled the baby bird up in one go.
______________________________
As I've been sitting here writing this blog, my dad is telling me off for making Uli look too fat. So I'll include an actual photo of him so you can all see how pretty he is...
There are many more stories, I will do another post about him sometime.
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