We Need Some Good News

Sorry I haven't posted in awhile. With this bad economy I've had to take on a second job chasing squirrels. I'm getting on in years now too. I have to wear glasses just to read the funnies. Yeash.

Boxer Pictures

I'm Baaaaaaack!

I haven't posted for awhile because I've been a bit under the weather. You see, I'm turning nine next week and my stomach decided it didn't like my food anymore. If you've ever lived with a boxer you know what that can mean! So, my pal, Mo bought me some human quality dog food and I tried that for awhile but I still managed to pollute the atmosphere. Heheh.. So, now my pal Brian has to make rice and veggies and barbecue chicken for me. They're such suckers! I must admit though I feel much better and I am getting my girlish figure back. I do enjoy the new cuisine. Here I am waiting for my grub.

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A Boxer's" Happy Dance"

Do you get this kind of greeting? Here's my pal Christin. I just love her!

Boxer Boo: Yep, I Run the House

I sleep on an ottoman from Pottery Barn at the foot of my pals' bed. Of course, if I get too cold or lonely, I just cuddle up to my pal Mo because after all, I have my needs. Mo keeps telling me to stop snoring. As if!
This is my spot on the couch, although I sit wherever I want anyway. When I want more food or a walk, I sit here like a person and make a low growling sound until I get my way. Humans are such suckers!

Even A Boxer has Enemies!

Okay, I know I'm supposed to be the dolphin to the pit bull's shark but even I have my limits! There is a young, disrespectful Lab that lives behind us. He's very covert. He never barks at me, just brings out a flat basketball and shakes it in his mouth. You have to know that that is going to drive me completely nuts! I growl, bark, howl, but he just laughs at me. This goes on almost every day! I know where he lives. but Mo and Brian are friends with his pals Kevin and Tammy. So I just have to hold my tongue when we walk by. He's such a punk though. Tomorrow, I think I'll bring out my soccer ball and show him who's the top dog!

Why is it so cold? Too cold for a boxer!

Wow has it been cold in Portland! First hail then snow. I thought it was spring time! I'm really not a fan of getting wet. I think I'll just snuggle up and stay warm.

Boxers Get Around: What a weekend!

Well, we had quite a weekend! We really got around. We started off at Billy Bangs on Friday night. I had fun with my friends, Mara, Keith and Chuck. Then I went with my pal Mo to see Uncle Joe. He is 96 years old. I'm almost nine in human years. I went to this web site that has an age converter: OnlineConversion.com. It says I'm 49. I don't feel a day over 40 and people say I look much younger! I'm not like some gals that just let themselves go!


I should probably take it easy the though.

My Name is Ox the Boxer

Hi There,
My name is Ox. Actually, that's just one of my names. Lately, I've been going by Mrs. Boo. I am an eight year old boxer. I live in Portland Oregon and this is my blog. I'm so lucky to live here in Portland because I get to go to dog parks and bars like the Lucky Lab . I can even go into the bank and shop at Pier One, ( as long as I don't break anything!) I have lots of human friends too. Anyway, I'm just going to use this blog to talk about my life in Portland and why more cities should be as cool as this one for dogs. I hope you'll stop by to see what I'm up to.
Happy Days! Ox (Mrs. Boo)