Jul 14

Wordy Wednesday: Advice

I’m a pretty smart guy. I know lots of things. I told mom that I we should have a “Dear Boney” column. She told me that it wasn’t fair for me to have two days a week when Moby only has one. I say, I’m older and should have more privileges. She says blah, blah, blah.
So, for the next month or so, Wordy Wednesday will become Wisdom Wednesday. Do you need advice on something? Email me with your questions at Boney@WoofSSI.com or leave comments below. I promise I will answer everyone over the next few weeks.

I can’t wait to hear from you!

Jul 14


So…a couple days ago, I was scrolling through Instagram and saw a post by BarkBox (which is a subject for another day!). The picture had a photo of a dog on his back and a big “censored” bar over his you-know-what. Immediately, I tagged Oh Melvin, because well, if you read the blog, you know why. If you don’t read the blog, put it on your daily list of to-dos. For real. It’s good stuff.

Sorry…back to the topic of point. The comment with the photo said “Excellent us of the ‘Junk Blocker’ sticker from the BarkCam app.” Immediately, I was like “BarkCam App?!? Why haven’t I heard of this before?” Off I went to the App store and sure enough, there it was.

I cannot even begin to tell you how awesome the BarkCam app is. But let me try anyway. When you take a picture, you can choose from a variety of sounds – so if you don’t have a photogenic “smile for the camera” pooch like we do, they’ll at least hopefully look in your direction. There are filters to choose from, just like Instagram. There are fun little stickers (censored bar, sunglasses, wigs, etc) to decorate your already adorable pic of your pooch, different caption bubbles, and you can even make Memes!! I mean, for real…what else do you need?



20140717-152610-55570072.jpgI should note that this app is not just for dogs, though in my opinion, dogs make photographs that much better! You can use the app for taking fun photos of yourself, your cat, your guinea pig, your fish, whatever.

So…what are you waiting for? Download BarkCam today!! (Oh, and I’m sorry if our Facebook and Instagram pages are inundated with new strange pics for a while!)


Jul 14

Thankful Thursday

20140717-095312-35592901.jpgWe want to take today to say Thank You! Thank you for reading our blog and for following us on facebook and instragram (@mloehle). Thanks for making us realize that we CAN make a difference.

It’s funny how much I look at Moby and Boney and think “there are no other dogs like them” and while that is true, many of you share the same challenges that we do, the same funnies, the same smiles. It’s good to know (through your comments) that there are others out there that feel the way we feel.

Moby would like to throw a special thank you out to Bonnie and Paul – he got the card in the mail that said you made a donation to Great Plains SPCA in his honor and he blushed with gratitude!

Boney would like to thank all of his loyal servants readers and is happy to know that he’s not the red headed step child – that in fact, he has quite the following himself.

THANK YOU for being you. For loving us for being us. We’ll continue to try to entertain you throughout the week with posts and pictures. It’s hard not to be entertained by a pittie and a pug, right?

As a thank you, we’d like to know what you’d like to hear more of from us. I am in awe of some of the great blogs out there that post every day. I struggle to not only find the time, but also to come up with something that I think will peak your interest!  Let me know what we can do better! And please, send your friends our way too!


Jul 14

Wordy Wednesday: How to Train Your Mom


Every morning, I wake up and go to her side of the bed (I don’t want to wake dad, he needs his rest!) and either jump on her or kiss her. Sometimes she tells me to go back to sleep. Usually if she says that I know my alarm clock was wrong and I can hit snooze for a few more minutes. When it is really time to get up, Mom gets up out of bed, picks me up and walks me down the hall to the dog door. From there I go outside and do my thing. Then I come racing back in, where she usually has my breakfast ready to go. If she’s slow moving, I make sure to throw a few woo-woo-woos her way. After all, 4am or not, my breakfast is nothing to be slow with!

After breakfast, mom picks me up, carries me back down the hall and puts me back to bed with dad. Then I sleep until he gets up to get ready for work.

As mom gets ready for the day, treats are usually given out on a regular basis. When she leaves, she gives both Moby and I kisses and makes sure he knows that I am in charge (duh!).

When mom comes home for lunch, she knows that nothing is more important than sitting on the couch so I can have a lap to lay on. Being lapless all morning really makes a pug tired and cranky. When she has to go back to work after lunch, more treats are shared.

When mom gets home from work at the end of the day, I tell her all about my day and also remind her to hurry up and get my dinner ready with a few woo-woo-woos if necessary. After dinner, I usually sit with dad because mom NEVER sits down (something about my hair everywhere and that she always has to be cleaning up behind me and Moby). If mom’s lap is available, I’ll woo-woo-woo at her until she picks me up and puts me in it. I curl up with her and the blanket (mom is almost never without blanket!) and take a little snooze.

When it’s time for bed (mom is usually the first in bed-something about me waking her up at 4 am) I make sure I give mom plenty of time to get good and comfortable in bed. Then, I run back to the bedroom, stand at the side of the bed and put on my most pathetic pouty face. She then gets up, picks me up and puts me in bed and we go to sleep.

Although she needs to work on some things, I think I’ve trained mom pretty well. Have you trained either of your parents?

Jul 14

Throwback Thursday


Jul 14

Wordy Wednesday: Don’t forget to clean your ears

I have ear issues. My ears produce copious amounts of wax. Deep in the ear. Up on the folds. Every surface possible. To keep my ears healthy, mom and dad have to clean my ears on a regular basis. I HATE our ear cleaning ritual. (Grammie says never to use the word hate, but in this instance it’s warranted.) It takes both mom and dad because…well, let’s just say my teeth are sharper than they look.
First, dad puts me in a bear hug. Then he tries to cover my eyes while mom does a preliminary cleaning with the medication soaked cotton ball. Next the medication gets squirted in my ear and my ear gets massaged (this part actually feels kind of good, but I’ll deny that if you tell mom!). Then a clean cotton ball is used to get the rest of the gunk out. Usually it takes 6 or so cotton balls to get me super clean. Finally, I get a treat (and mom, if you are reading this – one is NOT enough!).
When my treat is gone, dad lets me go and I jump down and chase everyone near me, barking and nipping at everything in my path.
Do you have any health issues that require regular cleaning? Do you have any tricks to make it easier?

Jul 14

Happy 4th of July!


Jul 14


Moby isn’t always as innocent as we’d like to think…



Jul 14

Wordy Wednesday: History Lesson and Firework Safety


Did you know that this week has important historical significance?

The following things happened this week in history (not necessarily in this order)

1) My grandma was born! Yesterda (July 1) was my grandma’s birthday and we had her over for dinner. I gave her lots of kisses and sang “Happy Birthday to Woo-Woo-Woo” to her.

2) The Battle of Gettysburg was fought (July 1–3, 1863). Last year, mom and dad traveled to Gettysburg for the 150th Anniversary. You can read about their trip on dad’s blog.

3) July 4 (also known as Independence Day) commemorates the adoption of the Declaration of Independence in 1776.

Fireworks are an American Tradition when it comes to celebrating momentous occasions – like July 4. Don’t forget that most dogs don’t like fireworks. (Not me – Moby!) Be sure to take extra precautions when you are celebrating this week.


Jun 14

Wordy Wednesday


Mom told me that all kinds of readers were interested to hear about what Moby thought about living with me. Well I’m here to set the record straight. Moby is my little brother. I love him, but I don’t particularly like him.20140624-200414-72254820.jpg

A long time ago, it was just me and dad. We were the men of the house and I liked it that way. Then mom came along and I thought she was pretty cool – until she moved in and brought two kids with her. Now don’t get me wrong, I learned to love Brutus and Dixie, but I can’t say I was a little delighted when I thought I was going to be an only pug again. A trip to visit Grandma and a few days later and I had another brother.

20140624-201018-72618565.jpgHe’s tall. He’s handsome. He’s muscular. He’s always happy. He’s scared of the dumbest things. He smells good, but not as good as Dixie. I give him kisses and he tries to put my face in his mouth. He’s my brother.

How can I compete with that? I mean I’m pretty awesome. They don’t call me King Boney for no reason. But really, he’s pretty impossible to stand up against. Let’s face it – you read the blog because is him. I’m just a side of mashed potatoes to the filet mignon. But guess what folks? This pug will knock your socks off in the coming weeks. I’m pretty amazing in my own right.

One of these days, I might like Moby. For now, I love him and I’m pretty sure he’ll take what he can get.