Demon Flash Bandit: Siberian Husky Action Figure

When the humans want a toy, they can always go to the big toy retailer like Toys R Us, but where do dogs go to get toys? Sure, there are plenty of stores that carry dog toys, but none that actually specialize in dog toys--at least no big mega-chain. Therefore, this dog thinks that there should be a new company: Dog Toys R Us. What if I want a limited edition collectible Uggie action figure from the movie, The Artist. None of the regular stores with a couple of aisles dedicated to dog toys would carry this. They have balls, bones, and squeaky toys, but what about those discriminating dogs who want to collect toys to decorate our houses? Where can we get those toys? In fact, since I'm a world famous blogger, you would think that there would be a Demon Flash Bandit action husky, but there is not. I know--I'm as shocked as my readers that I have not been approached with a contract to make my action husky figure. I think dog action figures would even be popular with the humans. Most humans like dogs, and we make the humans feel good so it seems to me that dog action figures are an idea whose time has come. For any of you big companies reading this blog, be sure and contact me. I am sure my action figure would be very popular (or pupular as us dogs put it).

Demon Flash Bandit (Wants Dog Action Figures)

My Hobby: Collecting Bones!

I'm writing this blog later than usual today because I've been a busy dog-you know how it is for us celebrity dogs. Okay, the truth is that I have been laying around napping and I was comfortable and decided that writing the blog could wait. My readers know me so they probably aren't believing that "busy" excuse anyway! Besides, there isn't much of interest for me to write about today. Mommy did eat at Taco Bell and I got to share some cinnamon twist dessert things, and I did find that interesting, but really not up to my usual blog topics. As you know, I like to write about the things that other dogs are afraid to bark anything about. I did see one news item about how napkin rings add a distinctive touch to the table, but I'm a dog, and I could care less about napkin rings unless they are those cool round bones that a dog can get his teeth into! Speaking of bones, I don't want to brag, but I have quite a nice collection. I am always adding to it because some of them slowly disappear--I have no idea how this happens....one minute, you are enjoying a big bone, and a couple of weeks later, it is half its size. My theory is that elves come in the middle of the night and chip away at it when a dog is sleeping. I have yet to stay up all night to test that theory, but it sounds reasonable to me. I wonder if those elves are the ones who wrote the song about all the bones that are connected to each other---you know, the tail bone is connected to the tummy bone, the tummy bone is connected to the liver bone....now hear the bark of the dog. The real problem bone is the funny bone because you never know what it is connected to since it is always moving around trying to be funny which, of course, is how it got the name, funny bone. I must admit that I do enjoy writing about bones. I enjoy chewing them more, but writing comes in second. I hope that my readers are having a nice day and have their own bone collections because everyone needs a hobby!

Demon Flash Bandit (Bone Collector)

Digging for Treasure

I wonder how many of my readers saw the story about the man in Vienna, Austria who found buried treasure when he was digging in the back yard. How many times have I heard the humans complain about their dogs digging in the yard? Don't they realize the dog is just searching for buried treasure. We know that there are lots of interesting items just waiting to be discovered. In the case of the story from Austria, their department in charge of national antiquities is evaluating the find. From what I read, the items were about 650 years old, and consist of rings, brooches, ornate belt buckles, etc. Of course, I'm sure if the man has a dog, the dog was highly disappointed with that treasure. To a dog, that is not a treasure. When a dog digs for treasure, he is looking for good stuff like bones, sticks, and other interesting objects. The humans are so easy to please. If they find a shiny item, they are so happy. My theory is that most often it is their dog who finds the buried treasure, but then lets the human have it because the dog knows it has no use. You can't enjoy chewing on a gold ring so what is the point of having it? For the humans reading this, next time your dog is digging a hole in the yard, thank the dog for doing so. Who knows? He just might dig up a "treasure" that you will love even though he knows it is useless.

Demon Flash Bandit (Dogs Dig for Useful Things)