My Ancient Egyptian Pal, Gahiji

Hello to my readers, and I hope all of you are enjoying a pleasant Sunday which for some reason makes me think of a song performed by the Monkees--Another Pleasant Valley Sunday. I wonder why I would connect the two. I suppose it is another example of my brilliant thinking.

As my readers from Dogster.com are already aware, I have a collection of ancient blogs by early dogs. One of my favorites is Gahiji, an ancient Egyptian dog. I found Gahiji's blog at a garage sale, which is where I find most of my ancient antiquities. Today I will share one of Gahiji's blogs with you.

Gahiji:
It is another super hot day here in ancient Egypt. It is almost time for Habibah, my human to come home from work. Habibah works for the Pharaoh building a Pyramid. He spends much of his time at work and at home complaining about his job. He should have listened to his mother and went to college, but Habibah wasn't exactly the smartest guy to graduate from ancient Egyptian High School. We are best friends, and he likes to spend all the time he can with me, but that isn't always as much as both of us would like. After work, Habibah has been attending union organizing meetings. I hope the union is successful because Habibah could use some job security. Don't get me wrong--Habibah does okay work, but if the Pharaoh should find him writing some of the graffiti on the Pyramids, there is going to be trouble. Yesterday, he wrote: The Mummy Needs to Get a Life---yes he is hilarious, and if you didn't notice, I am being sarcastic. I just know if he gets caught, the Pharaoh will fire him or have him beheaded--whichever is worse. I'm hoping we will go and visit his mother this weekend. He has some laundry for her to do because that is women's work. Men have more important things to do--like the contest down at the local bar to see which of the humans can burp the loudest. Do I smell a trophy for Habibah coming on? I know Habibah might not be the most intelligent guy in the world, but he does have his talents and loud burping is one of them.



I hope all my readers are having a good weekend.

Demon Flash Bandit (Sharing the Words of my Pal Gahiji)

Are They Really Monkees?

I was watching some old television shows the other day, and one of those shows was called The Monkees. The Monkees were a group of musicians/singers who entertained the humans in the 1960's. I have to admit I was a bit confused by the television show. First, one of the lead singers was a sea creature named Davy Jones. This is the guy who wanted Capt. Jack Sparrow's soul in the movie, Pirates of the Carribean, At Worlds End. In the television show, he didn't seem like a scary character at all. Maybe he is only scary if he is in the water. They didn't show his locker anywhere so maybe he got it stolen and that is why he was so annoyed in the movie. Mickey Dolenz seemed human enough, but he was in a circus television show when he was a child, and this dog isn't old enough to have seen the show so I really don't know if he played a human or an animal. Those Hollywood make-up artists are very good at their jobs. I did notice that Michael Nesmith had quite an obsession with prairie chickens, prairie dogs, or prairie hamsters--it is hard to remember exactly which kind of prairie animal he liked so much. Peter Tork was actually Peter Fork which makes a dog wonder if maybe he was upset that he was a fork and not one of those new spork inventions.

Speaking of inventions, Mommy bought me an ice blanket and I love it. She put it in the freezer and when it froze, she put it over me like a blanket. Normally I hate blankets, but that one reminded me of a wonderful, cold winter day in Alaska. Finally, a human has invented something practical--or was it invented by a dog. My money is on the dog.

Demon Flash Bandit (Wondering About Television Shows)