Doby's New Den

Doby has moved. After 7 months of hiatus from the internet, Doby has decided to reconnect with his fanbase in order to share his new home.

The Mark of a Hero...

Zorro has his 'Z'...

Batman has his spotlight...

...and Doby leaves a pile. A few weeks ago, my faithful companion and I happened to be in the middle of a rather long walk when Doby paused. This may not seem interesting to you; it did not interest me at the time either. Now there are many reasons that this dog may decide to stop on any routine walkabout: another animal, a shadow resembling another animal, another animal's scent, the shadow of another animal's scent....these are all normal occurences. This time however, he decided to arch his back in release mode. Just as Optimus Prime beep boop bops into a truck, Doby transforms into a machine not of mass consumption [as he is my personal vacuum cleaner], but that of mass expulsion. Again, this is not abnormal. This precious steamer, however, was lying on the lawn of a house in my neighborhood....and when I lifted my head, I saw a confederate flag in the window....I knew there was a reason he picked this house. I could see in his eyes that he was thinking, "if I only had opposable thumbs, I would hurl this load right through that window". Doby knew what he had done that day and I love him for it.

Reach Out and Pet Somedog

My point of view...


He obviously knows who owns the Milkbones...


ACTIVATING STEALTH MODE...


Did I mention he's good at making friends?

How many dogs does it take to change a light bulb?

...sent to Doby and me via mass e-mail...

1. Golden Retriever: The sun is shining, the day is young, we've got our whole lives ahead of us, and you're inside worrying about a stupid burned out bulb?
2. Border Collie: Just one. And then I'll replace any wiring that's not up to code.

3. Dachshund: You know I can't reach that stupid lamp!
4. Rottweiler: Make me.
5. Boxer: Who cares? I can still play with my squeaky toys in the dark.
6. Lab: Oh, me, me!!!!! Pleeeeeeeeeze let me change the light bulb! Can I? Can I? Huh? Huh? Huh? Can I? Pleeeeeeeeeze, please, please, please!
7. German Shepherd: I'll change it as soon as I've led these people from the dark, check to make sure I haven't missed any, and make just one more perimeter patrol to see that no one has tried to take advantage of the situation.
8. Jack Russell Terrier: I'll just pop it in while I'm bouncing off the walls and furniture.
9. Old English Sheep Dog: Light bulb? I'm sorry, but I don't see a light bulb!
10. Cocker Spaniel: Why change it? I can still pee on the carpet in the dark.
11. Chihuahua: Yo quiero Taco Bulb. Or "We don't need no stinking light bulb."
12. Greyhound: It isn't moving. Who cares?
13. Australian Shepherd: First, I'll put all the light bulbs in a little circle...
14. Poodle: I'll just blow in the Border Collie's ear and he'll do it. By the time he finishes rewiring the house, my nails will be dry.

Doby's Birthday

I know Doby has a birthday, but one problem exists: Doby has no ability to communicate sophisticated concepts such as letters, numbers, especially months. Since Doby was at one time a stray, his exact history has been lost but he has been dated to be about 1 year old.

The day I took him home was July 14th 2005 and I claim his birthday to be July 14th 2004. This works out very well for me since it happens to fall on my good friend Kerri's birthday. That's one less birthday to remember since I can now associate the two. Since Doby has no care for birthdays, if I have trouble remembering another friend's birthday, I can merely switch Doby's to that day! Some may call it cruel and manipulative - Doby doesn't mind as long as I provide him with 1.5 cups of kibble, twice/day in addition to a grand multitude of bones, treats and buttery fingers to lick. So mark the date: July 14th....and keep your eyes open. You might just see the Doby's Day Parade march through your neighborhood.

A Multifaceted Companion

Doin the 'Doby'

Welcome to the first posting from the Den of Doby [not the 'Zen' of Doby...but that will come in conjunction]. As his closest human relative, I, Mike Simpson, have volunteered to translate the life and times of Doby Simpson into a Dog's Blog.

Many of the Doby's daily activities will, unfortunately, remain undocumented due to the secretive nature of dogs while their owners are away. Don't let this discourage you though, as much of this time is spent sleeping. The observable highlights will be covered here pictorally. Enjoy.
"Welcome!" - Doby