Weekly Wag has been showing off their best friends, now its time for you to show off yours!
On Monday, July 6, 2009, the Weekly Wag will announce its first ever Headlining Hound.
If you think your furry friend has what it takes to win this prestigious award, send us a photo – or two, or three – capturing the essence of a winner. Silly, goofy, serious, morning hair, red-eyed and sleepy -- it doesn’t matter. We want a pooch with personality!
Our esteemed panel of judges will review each photo carefully and fairly. To meet the judges, click on the “meet the staff” link above and to the right.
Send all submissions to weeklywag@yahoo.com with “Headlining Hound” as the subject line.
Multiple submissions accepted. Deadline for entries is midnight Eastern Time (USA) Sunday, July 5, 2009.
Include your dog’s name, age, and a little bio about your dog – favorite toys or activities, how you met, where he or she lives, favorite snack...
By entering, you agree to allow your pet’s photo to be published on the Weekly Wag. You must be the copyright holder of each submitted photo. If you paid a professional to take the photos, they cannot be submitted. We don't want any legal mumbo jumbo here, so snap the photos yourself!
There is no fee to submit a photo.
No pets can be harmed in the production of these photos.
Must be 18 to submit a photo.
Good luck!
Monday, June 29, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Bad, Bad Dogs
Hey Redd, what's goin' on?
Not much. Just soakin' up the sun.
Yeah, me too. What a day, huh? Can’t beat a
day like this. Sunshine, a bowl a cool water,
thick tasty grass… couldn’t ask for anything more.
You said it Link, you said it. Say, kinda
reminds of that day Mom and Dad went to the
beach without us. Remember that day?
How can I forget?! Left us in that stuffy old
house all alone while they ran around in the
sun n’ sand throwin’ the Frisbee. Oh man,
we got ‘em good though didn’t we?
Did we ever! How’d that start anyway? I think I
got the garbage down first, right? Yeah, that’s
it. They had pork roll and eggs for breakfast
and hardly ate any of it. She said it was
‘bikini season’ or somethin’. Whatever that
means. What a loser.
Yeah, you knocked it over and I carried most of
it into the living room. Oh man, if they only saw us
lounged out on that new couch lickin' a tub of
Ben and Jerry's ! We had to empty out the coffee
grinds first to get to the good stuff though.
The best was when you went back to the kitchen for
more and peed the whole way without stoppin'!
That was great! Wish I though of that!
Thanks. I don't know how I though of that move. Like it
just hit me when I threw that tuna can under
the recliner. Just came to me. I didn't even
plan it.
But you had some good ones too. Like
the poop behind the downstairs TV. They
didn't find it 'till the next day. Now that, Redd
was genius! Pure genius!
Good times, Lincoln. Good times.
Hey, think they're goin' out today?
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
The Ridiculous Price of Pet Beds and How to Get Them Cheap
My big boys live a comfortable life. They eat delicious Eukanuba food twice daily and enjoy a few snacks between meals. They are constantly complimented on how handsome they are, no matter what they look like in the morning. They have the luxury of roaming their fenced-in backyard whenever they please. They have seven beds to choose from – not including two outside.
Wait a minute. Stop the record. That’s nine beds! Nine beds must have cost more than a $1000! Boys, I hope you saved receipts, because they’re going back.
Let’s be realistic. I can’t save money on all the beds, but I can tell you what I did to keep my boys comfy for cheap outside. Every morning it’s the same routine. While Lincoln and Redd do their business outside, I walk to the shed, pull out their beds, and arrange them in a sunny spot on the patio. And every night, I put them back.
But of course, the nights I forget, there’s always a downpour. The beds take days to dry in the sun and they end up stinky no matter what.
A day of rummaging through the shed turned out to be pretty lucrative. Behind the lawnmower, under a stack of scrap wood, and folded around a rake was a hidden treasure -- an outdoor lounge chair cushion. Check it out:
Lay it down on the patio and viola! Its a super-big weather-resistant dog bed. The boys sprawl out and soak up the sun without even touching each other’s air.
If it gets wet, it dries in no time, doesn’t get stinky because they’re usually mildew resistant, and can be spot cleaned with a soapy sponge. I still try to bring it in each night, but drying time is nothing compared to one of those sherpa-topped, poly-fil beds.
"Wow Mom, thanks! This bed is huge!"
Best part: if you don’t have one already, buy one at an end-of-season sale. Real pet beds hardly ever go on sale, but summer patio furniture does. Just for the sake of this article, I Googled “cheap outdoor lounge chair cushions” and plenty of results came up, including Target and Walmart with quite a few for under $50. I bought this one a few seasons ago at Wegmans.
Wait a minute. Stop the record. That’s nine beds! Nine beds must have cost more than a $1000! Boys, I hope you saved receipts, because they’re going back.
Let’s be realistic. I can’t save money on all the beds, but I can tell you what I did to keep my boys comfy for cheap outside. Every morning it’s the same routine. While Lincoln and Redd do their business outside, I walk to the shed, pull out their beds, and arrange them in a sunny spot on the patio. And every night, I put them back.
But of course, the nights I forget, there’s always a downpour. The beds take days to dry in the sun and they end up stinky no matter what.
A day of rummaging through the shed turned out to be pretty lucrative. Behind the lawnmower, under a stack of scrap wood, and folded around a rake was a hidden treasure -- an outdoor lounge chair cushion. Check it out:
Lay it down on the patio and viola! Its a super-big weather-resistant dog bed. The boys sprawl out and soak up the sun without even touching each other’s air.
"Let's invite Claude over! There's plenty of room him too!"
If it gets wet, it dries in no time, doesn’t get stinky because they’re usually mildew resistant, and can be spot cleaned with a soapy sponge. I still try to bring it in each night, but drying time is nothing compared to one of those sherpa-topped, poly-fil beds.
"Wow Mom, thanks! This bed is huge!"
Best part: if you don’t have one already, buy one at an end-of-season sale. Real pet beds hardly ever go on sale, but summer patio furniture does. Just for the sake of this article, I Googled “cheap outdoor lounge chair cushions” and plenty of results came up, including Target and Walmart with quite a few for under $50. I bought this one a few seasons ago at Wegmans.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Meet the Staff
Weekly Wag’s Daily News team is a highly esteemed group of brilliant colleagues collaborating to bring you our spin on what matters today. Here they are!
Lincoln is a 21-month old American Bulldog who, despite recovering from two recent elbow surgeries, is still a menacing beast at the front the door. The homeless guy came to us temporarily a little over a year ago. And everyone who knows dog talk knows that ‘temporarily’ means forever. The malnourished bag o’ bones had a head the size of Texas balanced on a skinny little polka-dotted body. But he’s all fattened up now and trying to figure himself out.
Lincoln is still finding himself and will ask lots of questions. He’s struggling with growing up, holding up his big head, and not plowing over guests like a bowling ball at the front door.
Redd, the Doberman-Hound mix is an older gent with a long list of impressive credentials. The Monmouth County SPCA alumni had already been given up twice by the age of two, has only one hip -- with a mean scar to prove it, and can snatch a flying bird with his teeth right out of the air.
Redd is more of the Charles Bukowski of the staff. He’s sneaky and not always truthful, but frank at the same time. He tells it how you don’t want to hear it. He's cuddler and lover with a poet’s heart and a seasoned old man’s mind.
Claude is a bit of different breed. He is elegant. Sophisticated. He is handsome and young and lives a posh life with two older women – two cats from the Popcorn Park Zoo. Unlike Redd and Lincoln, he has manners and class and wouldn’t dare rip apart a garbage can, or pee on the new rug, or eat my computer wires while I was writing for a deadline. No, not well-mannered Claude.
Claude will appeal to the more refined readers. He’ll discuss literature, food, wine, and the good life.
Stay tuned!
Lincoln is a 21-month old American Bulldog who, despite recovering from two recent elbow surgeries, is still a menacing beast at the front the door. The homeless guy came to us temporarily a little over a year ago. And everyone who knows dog talk knows that ‘temporarily’ means forever. The malnourished bag o’ bones had a head the size of Texas balanced on a skinny little polka-dotted body. But he’s all fattened up now and trying to figure himself out.
Lincoln is still finding himself and will ask lots of questions. He’s struggling with growing up, holding up his big head, and not plowing over guests like a bowling ball at the front door.
Redd, the Doberman-Hound mix is an older gent with a long list of impressive credentials. The Monmouth County SPCA alumni had already been given up twice by the age of two, has only one hip -- with a mean scar to prove it, and can snatch a flying bird with his teeth right out of the air.
Redd is more of the Charles Bukowski of the staff. He’s sneaky and not always truthful, but frank at the same time. He tells it how you don’t want to hear it. He's cuddler and lover with a poet’s heart and a seasoned old man’s mind.
Claude is a bit of different breed. He is elegant. Sophisticated. He is handsome and young and lives a posh life with two older women – two cats from the Popcorn Park Zoo. Unlike Redd and Lincoln, he has manners and class and wouldn’t dare rip apart a garbage can, or pee on the new rug, or eat my computer wires while I was writing for a deadline. No, not well-mannered Claude.
Claude will appeal to the more refined readers. He’ll discuss literature, food, wine, and the good life.
Stay tuned!
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Welcome to the Weekly Wag
Welcome to the Weekly Wag! This is a place to catch up on current events, health and nutrition, books, movies, and everything else worth writing, reading, and talking about.
And oh yeah… dogs. There will be lots of dog talk (all pet talk welcome!). Training tips, food, breeds, mutts, shelters… you name it and you’ll find it here. We like to talk about anything and everything -- and we will -- but our faithful buddies hold a special place in our lives that nothing else can match. So dog lovers, get ready to brag about your pups!
Each week, a new topic will be introduced (not all canine contrived) and explored by our staff at the Wag. We welcome all of your comments, emails, and suggestions. Like us? Hate us? Tell us! Pet photos welcome!
And oh yeah… dogs. There will be lots of dog talk (all pet talk welcome!). Training tips, food, breeds, mutts, shelters… you name it and you’ll find it here. We like to talk about anything and everything -- and we will -- but our faithful buddies hold a special place in our lives that nothing else can match. So dog lovers, get ready to brag about your pups!
Each week, a new topic will be introduced (not all canine contrived) and explored by our staff at the Wag. We welcome all of your comments, emails, and suggestions. Like us? Hate us? Tell us! Pet photos welcome!
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