Comments on: Fe Fi Faux Dog Bowl Contest

By: Blue Crab Mom

Blue Crab Mom — Sat, 14 Feb 2009 22:15:02 +0000

Molly is the funniest beggar I have ever seen. She does a beautiful sit, wags her tail furiously, and cocks her head to the side. Even though everyone thinks she’s begging for treats, in reality, she just wants to be petted.

By: Fuzzy

Fuzzy — Wed, 28 Jan 2009 04:46:55 +0000

Fuzzy is our sweet, smart and beautiful beagle-terrier mix. We brought her home just a few months after our wedding, so she is really our first baby. When we started to do infertility treatments a few months later, I had to either have blood drawn or get an injection almost every day. So I pretty much always had a bandaid on my arm or hand when I came home. Fuzzy just loved to pull them off with her teeth, which we thought was so cute – until we realized that she was eating and swallowing them! Obviously we cut her off immediately, but she continued to try and sneak bandaids and has done this all her life. I guess that once you’ve acquired the taste for bandaids, you never get over it. Fuzzy is now 7 years old, but she still tries to sneak a bandaid snack from time to time. She pulled one off my toe just the other day – I had forgotten to cover it up. Note that the bandaid must be used and must be found somewhere on one of her human family. A new bandaid out of the box or a used one just found somewhere will not do. But apparently the right bandaid is just like a Lay’s potato chip – no dog can eat just one.

By: Candy

Candy — Tue, 27 Jan 2009 23:52:58 +0000

My Yellow lab Yellow Dog picks up his & my 4 other dogs stainless steel bowls takes them into the kitchen were there is tile. He then proceeds to play hockey with them. He will hit them with his nose and they will slide to the other side of the kitchen when he has all 5 at one end he starts over again. This he will not stop until we get sick of the noise and fill not 1 but all 5 bowls.

By: Miguel

Miguel — Tue, 27 Jan 2009 21:47:25 +0000

I use to be a picky eater until my Mom adopted another papillon, Tara. Now when she puts the food down, I eat right away or Tara will eat mine. The problem is that I like my food fixed differently than Tara. I usually get a little hot water and jerky pieces added. Mom always fixes it right, but sometimes she goofs up and gets the bowls switched. I try to let her know that she made a mistake, but sometimes its too late and Tara eats both meals. I know my Mom’s Mom died with Alzheimers, but I don’t know if that is her problem or if she is just too busy and with too much on her mind. I wondered if I had a beautiful unique bowl like you make, if that would make my bowl stand out more and she wouldn’t goof up so much. Mom says Tara is suppose to lose two pounds and this hasn’t been helping. I would love to win your bowl and eat my own meal in style! Miguel

By: Aries the Katzinjammer Kid "Pepper"

Aries the Katzinjammer Kid "Pepper" — Tue, 27 Jan 2009 14:44:27 +0000

Boy would I ever love to have a pretty bowl like that!
In December 2007, I moved from my home where I’d lived for 8 years. It was a happy place where there were other collies like me. I got to be a mommy several times because I really am a sweet girl and take good care of my babies until they find wonderful homes of their own. Daddy put me in the car to go to this new home of mine and I was a little scared leaving, but daddy told me I would be loved and would be living with one of my grown up babies! It was Murphy! Well, that first couple months were kinda rough, I had to go to the doggie doctor and got fixed, although I didn’t know I was broken. I had an owie on my tummy for a while and had to take some pills but I got some peanut butter with them and that is darn good stuff!! The doc also did something to my teeth that made them all shiny and slippery but he took a couple of them away for some reason! And the tooth fairy did not even come. Then I got poked with an owie making thing a few times. I don’t why they gotta make owies on me but I did like the doctor man and the ladies there were very nice!
In my new home there was a lady and a man and my son Murphy, of couse, and also a funny little dog that looked like she could be one of my collie puppies but she acted older than me and the lady kept calling her a sheltie! Go figure! Her name is Peanut. She’s kinda bossy & crotchety for a little thing but I really do love living there so I let her believe she is the boss of me. The lady is my momma now and the man is my daddy and I love them so much! And I get to play and play and nap and nap! They put me on something called a diet and I was extra hungry for a while but I’m used to it now and feel really perky! I go for walks and love to meet people and kids. It’s great!
I have but one complaint, and since I love my home so much I’d feel ungrateful if I told my momma about it. But I feel safe telling you people. You wont tell, will you? I hope not!
Here’s the deal. My food bowl is just too small for my big girl mouth, it’s very hard to eat my yummers out of it. I am the last one to finish my yummers and it’s not becasue I am not hungry. I’m hungry all the time! It’s just a lot of work! And, of all things, it says “KITTY” on it.
Now I’m not a book learned collie like my son Murphy is, but I just know that is NOT MY NAME! I’ve seen my name before and it doesn’t look like that! I think that “KITTY” is something that goes sneaking thru the field next door that we doggies love to chase and bark at. When we bark, it’s so funny! They go running licketysplit back home to a house close by! They smell too and I don’t trust those sneaky things!
Murphy’s bowl is big enough for him and it says “DOG” on it and Peanut’s, well, she is so little and her bowl is the perfect size for her and it says “DOG” too.
I try to imagine that “KITTY” is really something good but I am not fooling myself very well. It’s really kinda embarrassing!

Please pick me to send one of those fancy pretty doggie bowls to!!! I would have no complaints at all if you did. I will dream of a pretty new bowl tonight in my sleep instead of chasing rabbits.
And I promise to be a very good girl!
Thank you ever so much!
Pepper

By: Jaime

Jaime — Tue, 27 Jan 2009 14:37:52 +0000

This was our Chloe’s first thanksgiving. She sat patiently under the glass table watching everyone eat. She wandered off calmly- no one seemed to notice. Then all of a sudden she is back under the glass table. Watching us with a huge Turkey Leg. She had climbed up on the kitchen counter, Pulled the entire Leg off the bird and came back to enjoy it with us. Good thing the turkey was tender!

By: Darien the Doberman

Darien the Doberman — Tue, 27 Jan 2009 04:26:18 +0000

When I was living on Earth, my little chihuahua sister Tinker Bell Forever would steal the food out of MY dog bowl as I was eating it! I would just stand there in disbelief! Then, my mom would say sternly, “Darien be nice to the baby.”

“Be nice to the baby?! What about be nice to the Darien and leave his food alone,” is what crossed my mind! Hmph!

By: Kelly

Kelly — Tue, 27 Jan 2009 03:53:41 +0000

My Lab mix Lexi has severe allergies. So I need to give her medicine 3 times a day. When we first started I would wrap it up in cheese. One day though she had a bad day. I couldn’t figure out why because I knew I was giving her the medicine. Well that night I made my bed with clean sheet, wouldn’t you be surprised if you found about 6 Benedryl pills under her blanket. I was curious as to what happened. So I gave her the night pills, about 5 minutes after giving it to her, she makes a slight cough noise and gets closer to me. Wouldn’t you know, she was coughing up the pill and putting the pill under her blanket. But she did it, so I thought she was getting closer to cuddle. I then realized, she still has 1 more pill. So I looked in her mouth and found it under her lip. It was completely DRY. Sneaky little devil, but I love her.

By: Largo

Largo — Tue, 27 Jan 2009 02:03:59 +0000

Largo was a champion gold medal winning counter surfer. She loved kitty food so I kept it on one end of the counter in the corner. I had a few little cans with the pull top lids next to her water, kibble and wet food. Largo had always respected Seylon’s (kitty) food, she was the alpha which was funny in itself. Largo was a 110 lb. Rottweiler and Seylon was a 5 lb. domestic kitty.

I came home one day to find a large plant that I had put on the counter to repot smashed on the floor with dirt everywhere. I made the mistake of putting it in front of the kitty food. There were dirty paw prints everywhere all over the rugs. As I came into the kitchen Largo was in the laying in dining room with an empty cat food can, lid right next to it, an empty plastic container where the dry kibble was right in front of her like she just finished dinner. She looked at me, never moved and looked out the door at the squirrels on the deck.

The funny part was as I was trying not to laugh Seylon’s head poked around the archway. She was sitting on a table in the dining room watching the whole thing. I grabbed my camera took pictures and I burst out laughing every time I look at them.

I never put anything in front of the kitty food again and we never had another problem. Maybe Largo was taste testing Seylon’s food to see if the plant poisoned it.

By: Bruiser

Bruiser — Tue, 27 Jan 2009 00:58:55 +0000

When I got my cute little Chihuahua, He was in the back of my car with me while I was driving home. I had also had a bag of puppy chow in the back with him. The only thing holding my puppy was a warm blanket, but what I didn’t know was that when I was going down the road, he was eating the whole bag of dog food! When I was at my house and oped the back, my puppy had eat more than any dog could eat!!! Untill that day, I still don’t know how he ate so much dog food.