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Mummas said dey made a moovee bout me. Why am I not gettin paid? I would likes to be paid in burribos please, specially since mummas said my name was almost Clifford cause she says Imma big red dog.
Don't knows what is red, but I knows I got big feets! Frito feets Daddys says. Bet dat doogo don't have no Frito feets. More reason to pay me in burribos for my 'specialties dat inspired da moovee.
*nose poke*
"Umm.. excuse? Mummas? I know you is doin workies but is hot out an brudder is at Uncle Len's , so we should go get pup cup. At Sonic. Dey put on da p*enie butters. Please? I sit, see? Doin a good boy Mummas."
"Seymour just because you sit, doesn't mean we can go get ice cream."
*sad blank stare*
*tip of tail wag*
*big tail wag* ... Which makes me laugh.
*big Seymour smile*
"Maybe later when Daddy comes home"
*big smile and full body wiggle butt tail wag*
"OHHH I LOVE PEANNIE BUTTERS ICE CREAM MUMMAS!"
This dog is a professional manipulator.
I'm calling this photo "low key jealous bi***es."
"Come on Serymour let's get up"
"No wakeys Mummas"
He flops more of his chub butt on top of me for closer snuggles. I took off my mask and put it on him thinking it would annoy him enough that he'd get up.
So I wait.
And wait some more.
And wait. Why isn't he trying to get it off?
*snnnooOOOORRRrree* *s***f*
* sssnnooOOORRRRRrrre*
He fell asleep with the freaking mask on.
This is definetly my dog.
😂
How I feel when I get my period.
I know Cooper, I know. 😂
If I don't happen to finish sewing this zipper, it's 100% not my fault. Productivity was compromised.
"It's cold and snowy outside Seymour! Gotta keep those ears warm!"
"Mummas...I don't thinks... don't thinks dats how dis works..."
"Nonsense. Nice and warm!"
Seymour's reaction....😂
Thank you thank you thank you so much for the cards for Nono! These are the ones we've gotten so far and I'm so excited to drop them off to him!
"Daddy is puttin in a new floor at Gramma's house and I is helpin by givin Daddy luv squishes. Morale support."
He really did help. The new floor kept sliding out of alignment when new boards were hammered in, so we used Seymour's 100lb lard ass to keep it from sliding around. Tristan was trying to work and Seymour would just plop himself in his lap. 😂
Seymour and I have a genuine request this holiday season...
I am asking for Christmas cards for my nono. (My grandfather) He is alone in a nursing home, he is mostly blind, mostly deaf and feeling very isolated. They do not allow visitors, and since he would have to stay in his room for 2 weeks if he leaves, he will probably be alone for Christmas. Nono misses my Nonna terribly, and cries often telling us he wants to die. This holiday season will be incredibly hard for him. Please, if you were going to send us a card, send it to him instead. He loves animals, and would love seeing all your fur and feather babies. My grandparents always had dogs and parrots. You can send them to me, and I will drop them off to him. Thank you all so much 💚
Pacifico Salvati
53 Broad Street
Manchester, CT 06042
I realized I haven't posted in forever, so here's one of many backlogged pics and videos. We went to Dairy Queen and Dad forgot to order a pup cup. Seymour knew exactly where we were and he was SO UPSET. We made it up to him after.
To celebrates Auntie Katy Lafata gettin the marryin done todays I is wearin my mittins. Mumas says gettin the marryin is a good thing and it aint like gettin the shots or gettin the ballsies chopped. Please show my auntie all the luvins on her happy hitchin day!!!
Congragger-lations Auntie! We lubs you!
HERE YOU HAVE IT FOLKS. RARE FOOTAGE OF BUCKET CAT!
Of course he stopped moving as soon as I took out my phone. Picture in comments.
We were re-doing the landscaping and dug up this very strange plant. It was so thick, we couldn't get through it with the shovel. Tristan says this dense, hardy plant is called a Thicc Luvins.
I'm just trying to enjoy my bath and then there's this creeper s***fing and licking his big sloppy lips.
"Uhh hey mum, gots any of those salty balls I can lick?"
Bath bombs. He wants to steal my bath bombs. The pervert thinks they are delicious.
😂
It's 8 am on a Sunday morning. Most people hear the birds singing and all those "normal" morning sounds. I hear "aSCURRRRRRRRR THONK DOINK THONK THONK THONK"
The sounds of the bucket cat in his natural habitat, running after a leaf that was threatening his kingdom and dragging his bucket across his driveway and then across the lawn. THONK THONK THONK...
He caught the criminal leaf. Now it's time to wait by the fence until his idiot neighbor canines come out. He loves to mock the drooling bastards from his impenetrable fortress. (Chain link fence) He is going to have a discussion with his human slave later about installing a moat.
Edit: Martini tells his owners whenever he wants to go in or out, he's not left out. He's very spoiled and if he wants out at 3 am, they let him out.
At 5:00 pm, this is the face I start getting. He's watching for me to say the magic words...
"Kibble? "
What words do your pets know? 😆
"Mummas won't cuddle me. I ates her clay thingie again. I can't help it! Dat stuff is so good!"
"Seymour, stop making me out to be the bad guy! That's the SECOND time I made that sculpture, and you ate it. Again! "
" Its too good Mummas."
"Seymour, it's PLOYMER CLAY! That is BAD to eat! "
"I gots a problem Mummas. We gots to go to clay eaters anon--muh-mus."
We had friends over, and were in the kitchen for only 30 seconds before he stole the sculpture and chowed down. It's like it's treats or something! This dog has a problem, and now he's all sad and dejected. The world is so unfair.
"SEYMOUR! Did you steal ALCOHOL?!"
"Juice Mummas."
"This is not juice Seymour. This is hard cider! Are you drunk? "
"Hard cider? Wasn't dat hard Mummas. One bite and ma toothy opened it right up!"
*FART*
" OH GEEZ SEYMOUR! "
"Sorry Mummas. Juice gas."
"Buddy, you can't drink this. It's bad for doggies. No more."
"Sorry Mummas. But I didn't make no mess Mummas. Just for you."
And he was right. He licked up every drop of that cider. The floor wasn't even sticky. Alcoholic dog.
DISCLAIMER: He's fine, he's just horribly gassy. Ugh. And I thought just giving him apples made him smelly.
" UGH what's that smell?! Seymour, did you just fart?"
When he knows I really don't feel good, he changes his sleeping position so he's forehead to forehead with me. He doesn't normally sleep like this.
My sweet boy ❤
"Look Mummas! I is a people."
😂😂
He doesn't really fit in the front seat, so this is how he sits. "People" style. LOL
"Hey Seymour, how's quarantine going? Has it been RUFF?"
Seymour:
Damn funny. Wait for the temper tantrum he throws because he hasn't had his kibble 🤣
What do you do when you need to pump gas but you have run out of gloves in your car? You use dog p**p bags and watch everyone, including the dog, look at you like you're a freaking nut job.
Don't judge me Chance.
"Hey Mummas. You gots a dirty bowl dere. I wash for you."
"No Seymour. I'll get up in a sec and go wash it. "
"Oh mommas, you don gotta do dat. I wash for you. Gonna be SO clean. "
" What's your name?"
" Butts"
"Close. Kinda, but no."
" Dum dum? Sa-more? Dingus? Mister Buttsley? Sey Sey?"
"No, that's just what Daddy calls you." 😆
"Oh. Uh... Reh-Rhett? Mister Dog? Big Butts?"
"Nope those are still nicknames. Your name is Seymour Rhett Butts. NOT Whirlpool, LG, Maytag, and so on. Why? Because you are not a dishwasher."
"Mummas. I wants a new name. Whirlpool sounds pretty good. I can sounds like I am a police ossifer doggo AND I gets to clean da dishes. Yes, good plan Mummas."
"No. It'll just sound like I have a pet kitchen appliance. You are Butts and Butts you shall stay"
"Gonna makes a PET-tition to change my name to Whirlpool. Hoomins? Will you signs my PET-tition?"
"I KILLS IT MUMMAS! I KILLS IT DED! REALLY REALLY DEDS MUMMAS!"
This dog got the freaking knot out of his rope toy. HOW THE HECK DID HE DO THAT?!
Oh... ignore the brush on the ground. We cut down some trees.
Trying to sew, but someone keeps sticking his huge head under my arm so I'll pet him. If I ignore him, he starts wiggling his head around under my arm and then tries to get his nose under my hand. When I stop and look at him, he makes this face and whistle whines at me through his nose.
Such a pathetic beast. 😆❤
"Seymour, this is not social distancing."
"I gots the social part right Mummas, and dats half, so we good."
"Seymour, you know the tigers are getting sick. What if you are next?"
"I ain't no p***y Mummas. And 'sides, if Bucket Cat gets the 'itis den he'll be easier to catch!"
"... that's not nice Seymour..."
"Gonna catch him and wear hims l like a hat."
"That's REALLY not nice..."
"Gonna call my hat the Pussy-itis hat".
"... ok you need to stop."
"You wants to wear my Pussy-itis hat Mummas?"
"NO SEYMOUR. "
Anybody gots a cookie? I would likes a cookie.
Captains log, day 536.5 of self isolation...
Cabin fever has set in.
The babushka gets funnier the longer I'm in quarantine.
The woodchuck that lives under the shed has emerged once again. She taunts us.
So does bucket cat. Who I found out is ironically named Martini.
Can I drink the cat? Seymour has requested eating the cat. I ponder which is the better option.
Send help.
Or real martinis.
-Butts and Mummas
Ok ok all joking aside we are doing ok. The Daddy and I are both out of work but so far staying afloat. The boys love us being home and honestly for me it's been great being able to focus on artwork.
How are all of you doing?
Sanity check!
"Mummas. Is bored. More lubs?" *SNORT* *HUffffffff*
" Seymour I AM loving you. You are ON TOP of me... what happened to your bone?"
"All gone."
"All gone?! It's been only about 5 minutes!"
"All gone. Nuther' boney?"
"I don't have another bone you garbage disposal!"
"Peannie butters in my other boney?"
"You already had that today. Peanut butter makes you fart, and I don't want to die today from high levels of toxic fumes."
"But Mummas. Is bored. Not gonna die of da Coronas, gonna die of the boreds. "
"Me too buddy. Me too. "
"No workies? More sleepies."
*insert horrid freight train Seymour snoring*
"Hey Mummas. I see you is makin da chicky. Is not chicky burribo, but would still be good. My bowl is here and ready for chicky taste test in case we needs more garlic. Daddy likes da garlic ."
" If you eat this chicken, you will smell like garlic and I won't want any kisses from you."
"No kisses?! But... but MUMMAS! You kisses Daddy after garlic."
"No I don't. No kisses for garlic breath."
" Hmph. I guess I'mma have to give Daddy kisses den."
"Yup. Enjoy your garlic breath stank kisses together... except that you aren't getting any chicken Seymour."
" BUT MUMMASSSSSSS!"
Oh hi! I lubs you. Hear dat? I lubs you.
I'mma tellin you in case you don't lubs you. Don't wait for nobody ta say they lubs you though, cause you gotta lubs you first. Today is a day for lubs, so go buy yourself some Hershees, as long as dey don't make your butts go 'sploaded. Dey make my butts go 'sploaded. Maybe some i-screams instead? But not pumpkin flavor, dat always makes my butts go 'sploaded...
Or maybe just go gets a pawdy-cure. Gets your paws all trimmed and maybe get em all painty likes the clicky register lady at da gas station. Yes, dis a good way for self love wiffout no butts 'sploadin.
Say you love you today. You is a good hoomin. I can smell it.
Doing a plug for one of my favorite artists! Her pet portraits are INCREDIBLE and I'll post more of her work in the comments. These are incredible prices for this amount of detail!
"Mummas, when doccor gonna come? He's gonna pet me right?! Is James(vet tech)coming to help? I love James. He lets me hug him."
"Yes they'll be coming in a bit. You have to wait a bit bud."
"Mummas, is da doccor gonna put his finger in my butt? None of da other hoomins I meets put dere finger in my butt? He puts dat sick up dere too. Do hoomins usually put sticks in dere butt?"
"... Errr... well some do I guess, but it's not exactly a stick 😳... that's a subject we aren't going to discuss."
"Dey do? Am I greetin wrong? Should I be stickin things in peoples butts when I meet dem? I dunno. When I sniff da butts an crochies dey do dis weird p*e p*e dance and tell me to stop."
"Seymour, just keep doing what you're doing. No butts."
"How bout hugs?"
"Only if it's James."
"Ok Mummas. No butts. When's James coming?"
Well, the vet looked at Seymour's lump and it turns out my boy is just a chonky chonk. It's just a fatty lump, non cancerous. We are going to keep an eye on it for now. GOOD NEWS!
It's hot out, so our stinky asses got baths!
No trash hound stink!
Seymour intently watches me p*el a squash, and watches the p*els fall in the garbage. Now, he knows very well that he dare not take anything out of the garbage in front of me, nor take food from my hand. Instead, he figures out that if he can catch the p*els mid air, after they leave my hand and before they hit the trash can, they are fair game! So, he's sitting here trying to sn**ch squash p*el out of the air, mostly unsuccessfully. He then stares at them mournfully when he misses and they land in the trash can. I don't let him eat anything with skin on it, on the off chance he actually catches one.
This post is for everyone who is having a hard time today. Everyone who is hurting or sad, or maybe just feels a little lost in life. Here is a big Seymour smile to remind you that you are LOVED.
Seymour thinks the key to happiness is your perception of it. Just because your ball has some drool mud on it, and may have rolled in that pile of s*** you dropped earlier, it doesn't make it any less of a good ball. He says to wash it off and keep fetching. Or don't wash it off. If it's your own poo, that's ok right?
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Every Saturday morning, without me saying anything, this is how Seymour tells me it's time to go to the haunt. Every Saturday, if we haven't left by 9 o clock on the dot, he starts 😂
Most dogs hate going to the groomer. Not our Seymour. He wagged the entire time, kept giving her sneak attack kisses, and didn't care, even when she dremeled his toenails. By the end she wanted to take him home. Such a silly happy boy ❤
"I WILL GETS DIS BAD BOX! IT'S A BAAAAAD BOX! I WIN BAD BOX! " ....and then Seymour felt triumphant.
"Mummas says she can't say no to me. I dunno why. I tink she's lyin. I hear her say no to Daddy just fine. She tells him "No more junk foods" "No you can't buy dat guitar right now." "No I do not wants to go for shoppin at 10 at night." "No you cannot has a Basset Hounds." "No happy sexy time after Red Robin double cheeseburger." See? She says no to Daddy but nots me? I don't gets it. Why she can't say no to me?"
Someone enjoyed his weekend at the haunt working with mommy and Daddy. Cousin Chance cane along too and had fun. 😊 Turn up the volume to hear his moo cow sounds 😆
He's such a good sport. I doesn't care what I put on him, as long as there's treaties! Lol 😂
Snoring like a freight train on this snow day morning. He's saving up energy for fun in the snow later. Turn up your volume 😂
EDIT: Post if this makes your dogs sing too! Sunday morning sing-a-long 😆 Cooper LOVES to sing. Any time, any place. Seymour however, doesn't like to sing unless he's in his crate. These two were both in front of the gate, Coopie started his vocals and Seymour decided he wanted to join the festivities. He nudges his crate open, sits down, and starts to belt it out. I guess Seymour is less insecure about his voice when he's in his little hoose. 😂
So I use Len's stair lift to help me bring pellets upstairs for the pellet stove. Someone has been getting more and more curious about this fun moving chair, especially after he saw me sit in it today. When I went to go back downstairs to put on a second load of pellets, I found him ON the chair. (Pic 1 in comments) Ok? Maybe he'd like a ride? As you all know, Seymour LOVES going for rides on anything that moves.😆So I moved it a bit and he was fine. (Pic 2 in comments) So, I put at the bottom of the stairs, he hopped on, and went for a ride! He seemed a bit confused, like he didn't realize what he got himself into! 😂 We'll see if he hops on there again next time we load pellets.
Saturday morning wakeup call... at 8 am. This mommy does not get up at 8am on a Saturday.
Double trouble strikes again! Look at Chance's slow guilty walk at the beginning of the video 😂
This is what a typical Seymour snuggle is like. He does his little snores. When he's really knocked out he sounds like a warthog. Turn up your volume 😂
THROW THE FREAKING BALL LADY!
We got asked to do our own version of the "Dog vs. Cheese" video, so I bring you Seymour vs. Cheese. At the end he finally got the shark attack action going 😂 .... don't worry, Chancy Pants had already had more than his fair share of cheese 😉
More happy Seymour spam for Lisa :)
Lisa Pollak sent us a wonderful surprise! I'll admit I've been rather down lately, but it just lifted my spirits so much seeing my boys so happy! Cooper is smitten with the little reindeer and is both carrying it around everywhere he goes and won't let his brother anywhere near it. 😂 Seymour loves everything... as you can see... even the gift bag. He almost got away with stealing the whole bag of treats. I can't thank you enough Lisa! Hope this video cracks you guys up as much as it did for me!
Someone was THRILLED to stop by the haunt the other day. He was running around looking for his daddy and uncles who had already arrived.
Conversations with Butts and Beagle 😂 (Please excuse our messy kitchen😓)
"MUMMAS HAD DA BALL DEN DA BALL HIT THE FLUFFIES AND IT WAS GONE! ... maybe da fluffies eats da ball? Or maybe da ball 'sploaded from da fluffies?... *licks the snow* OH MY DOGNESS I CAN EATS DA FLUFFIES!" ... he then forgets that he was looking for the "ball" and continues to eat the snow until he gets it up his nose and sneezes snow snot. I wish I had continued recording. I love my dog. 😂
Do you see the well trained dog in this video? He's an asshole and a faker. I decided to take Butts for a walk at the park because it was a beautiful fall day. As you can see in the video we practiced heel, and he caught on very quickly and did great. Not even 2 minutes after I took this video, the path we were on opened up into a wide field, and there was a cop parked up on the grass, tagging people for off-leash dogs. She saw that he was off leash and started walking towards us, and us towards her. I said, " I know, I'm sorry I know, I'm sorry he's off-leash but we were literally just practicing heel. He's pretty well trained." No sooner had the words left my lips when Seymour over happily LUNGED at the cop, dragging me along, and bear-hugged her, happy as a clam and wiggly as a puppy. You know, behavior that just screams well-trained dog. I felt like a TOTAL idiot. Luckily the cop just laughed it off and after taking down my name and wagging her finger at me for having him off leash we went on our way... ... and he heeled the whole time without me having to ask. *sigh*
"NO MUMMAS YOU MUST KEEPS GIVIN ME ALL DA BELLY SCRITCHES!" This boy. When I stop scratching him, he'll keep being obnoxious until I scratch him again 😂😂
"MUMMAS DATS A BAD THING! IMMA GONNA GET IT!" Butts does NOT like zombies! Turn up your brightness. The second half of the video has better vision.
"BUT MUMMAS WHY IS YOU UP DERE WIFFOUT MEE!!" I love how waggy he got once daddy put him up on the platform 😂
Seymour is doin da workies at the haunt... this is before his wonky eye.He LOVES going on the boom lift with Daddy, and sits still like a good boy.
You know that feeling when you just feel so good that you have to roll in the dirt? Yeah... I love that feeling... especially when Seymour leaves it in the backseat of my car.
Just some early morning singing with Beagle Bagel. ❤
Someone had a grand old time at the haunt this weekend playing with Daddy and his uncle Taylor. He was so good staying away from the fire too. We love our boy!
Last night I asked Seymour if he wanted to "go to work", aka the haunt. He didn't go last weekend, but he's coming this weekend. This boy loves his job 😂
"Mummas, you tricked-ed me's. You n Daddy says we goin to da doggie store, but you did'n say dere was a baff IN da doggie store! Now daddy took all my good smellins off me wit wit dat bubbly stuff, I'm all wets, an he blowin air on my doggie doiker wit da thing he uses to take away all my leaves wit. I thinks itsa doggone LEAFBLOWER. Daddy is usin a LEAFBLOWER on wats left of my manly bits! DIS IS INAPPROPRIATES MUMMAS! I DO NOT LIKE " The store associate then comes over and gives Seymour a bunch of those gourmet dog treats. The kind with the "frosting" that look like they are for people. "Is that better Sey?" "Oh, I like dis place. We gotta come back" So we took Seymour to a self serve dog wash at Pet Valu. We liked it very much! It was less traumatic for him than doing it at home, and there's no mess to clean. They provide different shampoos, towels, aprons,treaties, and a dry vac. We got 6 washes for 25 bucks on Groupon, and I'll leave the link here. It's totally worth it! https://www.groupon.com/deals/pet-valu-21-hartford?utm_source=google&utm_medium=cpc&utm_campaign=us_mb_sea_ggl_txt_rbr_sr_cbp_ch1_nbr_k*groupon%20pet%20valu_m*e_d*hartford-RTC-Brand-Root_g*RTC-Brand-pet-valu-21-hartford-EXACT_c*216517384943_ap*1t1&loc_physical_ms=9003227&loc_interest_ms=&template=ETA3&gclid=EAIaIQobChMI8s3I09Xt1QIVQ7jACh0ktg8ZEAAYASAAEgLTMfD_BwE&bypass=true
THE LIPPER IS A FLAPPIN! ... that means it's a good day. 😁
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