Michael Doughten: Ouzo

Tue, 12 Jul 2005 22:28:00 GMT

Somedays you just don't know what you're going to post and then things become completely obvious.
This is going to come out of his allowance.

Ouzo has a bad day.

F-ing thunderstorms.

Thu, 09 Jun 2005 23:36:40 GMT

Ouzo vs the Super Heavy Duty Black Kong! - Day 1

The "Jaws Of Death" take no prisoners. Not looking so good for the Kong.
Maybe it'll make it through day 2. Maybe not.

Sat, 28 May 2005 19:37:02 GMT

A Grand Day Out!

Ouzo, Georgia, and Otto with the humans.

Wed, 25 May 2005 23:26:31 GMT

We Have A Visitor This Weekend.........

Ouzo's friend Georgia the Lab! Will the house survive?

Wed, 11 May 2005 11:47:37 GMT

OUZO SEZ:

My favorite pizza joint. They have a picture at every table of animals up for adoption.
They are associated with The Lost Dog & Cat Rescue. (See link under "Other Sites 'n' Stuff")

Tue, 03 May 2005 01:49:51 GMT

Dear Ouzo – The Advice Column for Dogs (and the occasional human).

You want me up to do what!

Dear Ouzo,

I just can’t seem to get the attention of the Greyhound next store. I love the way he walks, so sleek and fluid, what a stud. He’s just so hot but I can’t seem to get the time of day with him. He’s always off looking at squirrels and stuff.

Frustrated Fluffy.

Dear FF,

Have you tried rolling in something that smells really bad? Otherwise I would suggest sniffing his butt or maybe peeing on a bush nearby.

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Dear Ouzo,

There’s this little Jack Russell Terrier that is driving me nuts. No matter what I do it won’t leave me alone, always yipping and running around in circles like an Freakin' Idiot. What do I do to get rid of this pest.

Worn out Weimaraner

Dear WoW,

Have you tried sniffing his butt. If that doesn’t work try stepping on him or maybe peeing on his head.

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Dear Ouzo,

I went to the vets the other day and I came back, I don’t know, different. I’m not sure what happened but I just don’t feel the same and when I lick myself something seems to be missing. I’m just not myself right now, what should I do.

Not So Great Dane

Dear NSGD,

Dude you’ve been tutored (apologies Gary Larsen). At least they could’ve given you prosthetic ping pong balls. Get used to it, the bitches aren’t headed your way anymore. Go sniff some butt, it’ll make you feel better.

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Dear Ouzo,

Should I let my dog determine the men I should date?

A Human

Dear A Human,

Yes. If your dog doesn't like them then dump 'em. But sniff their butt first if you’re not sure.

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Dear Ouzo,

What are the new fashions we'll be seeing on dogs this summer?

Another Human

Dear AH,

Buck naked and proud!

Send in your questions to "Dear Ouzo".

Sun, 01 May 2005 21:43:11 GMT

A Beautiful Sunday in the Park

Ouzo and his bud Otto (my sister's dog) went out for a stroll today in Rock Creek Park, an oasis in the middle of DC. When Ouzo goes to the park he becomes a single-minded creature. Go forward. That is what he's thinking all the time. He wishes I would go forward a little faster. He stops to meet other dogs, do the butt sniff thing, but he quickly loses interest and its back to Go Forward. I don't know what he thinks he's going to do once he gets there. He doesn't even know where there is but forward he must go. It's an exciting life.

Fri, 29 Apr 2005 04:38:40 GMT

The Pooch

Doing what he does best.

Wed, 06 Apr 2005 23:44:06 GMT

Houdini (thanks Fiona)

Ouzo in one of his quieter moments, yes this is the WMD, the Great Escape Artist, the breaker of toes. This is my buddy!

Mon, 04 Apr 2005 21:25:50 GMT

MY DOG OUZO

Ouzo has a new nickname "WMD". You want to find a weapon of mass destruction come over to my house. The name of this blog comes from him. Everything is a chew toy, luckily for me the furniture doesn't count, even Ouzo believes furniture is for sitting on. Ouzo is a German Shorthaired Pointer, you might say a high energy breed of dog. When I moved into my house I had a 6' fence put up in the back yard and a dog door installed in the basement door. I thought “he'll love this, go in and out as he pleases, run around, lie in the sun". Ouzo has a bit of separation anxiety and when I'm not home he looks for me. I might be just outside the fence so he needs to check. He ate his way through the bottom of the gate. Animal Control spotted him and chased him but he got back home and was sitting in a chair by the front window when they arrived at my front door to leave me a polite note about animals off leash and to call them. I took care of the gate but Ouzo is much smarter than me. If I can't go under I'll go over he thinks. A 6' fence and he's climbing over it, so much for the free run of the yard. I locked the dog door but the boy has jaws of steel and he ripped the plastic cover right out of it's bracket. You're inside now boy. Since then various small items have died miserable deaths at the jaws of Ouzo, nothing major but still. It's not like he doesn't have any chew toys lying around, there are dozens, but they simply aren't interesting enough. Eating the DirecTV remote the day before the Super Bowl, screwing up the receiver settings in the process, was the highlight of his run until he broke my toe. Never go barefoot around a GSP. Doggie Downers anyone?