Guess who's back...

Back again, Flash is back, tell a friend...

So Mom and Dad recently changed by diet. I pretty much dig Science Diet Puppy Chow and Mom and Dad are cool about adding a little "something-something", but I was getting bored and ready for some new cuisine. As a 51 lb growing Hound, I have been fairly restricted to Science Diet, and occasional treats, but I have been upgraded to something so good, so tasty, so healthy, I had to post.

Me, Flash Toby Ruyle, ruler of all things related to the couch, has made a healthy choice- I began adding frozen green beans to my diet (shout out to grandma JoJo for the recommendation). As an avid athlete, I worry about my HDL/LDL, so my Mom thought the Green Beans would get me in line. After a few weeks on the "stuff", I can say I am feeling good. I have lowered my 2 block time, my heart feels fantastic and I think I might be ready for the pole vault. I can't lie though, I do cheat (check out the picture. Dad thought it was too good to pass up, and I must agree.)

Happy Training,

FLASH

Flash T. Ruyle, here

'Sup peeps, my name is Flash Toby Ruyle, and I am a basset hound (NOT a wiener dog nor a beagle) living with my sis Lulu and my parents, the Ruyles, deep in the heart of Texas. I started this blog to keep all of my fans up to date with what I am up too.

Let's start with the big news first - I have a sister. Mom and Dad came home Saturday afternoon with another floppy eared dog that they call Miss Lulu. She's okay, but she tries to eat my food and steal all of my toys. But, I have been teaching her who is boss. Here's a picture of her on the left.

On my mind...... When you take me for a walk and it is "my" walk, why the hell do you pull me when I want to smell stuff? Just wondering.

I also have to vent. Life isn't fair for those of us vertically challenged. Why can't I eat real food? Why can't I eat mac and cheese, pizza, breakfast sandwiches, wings etc.... I don't want to bitch, but come on. I live my life to eat, sleep, walk and poop. Number one and four go kind of hand in hand correct? Why can Mom and Dad eat delicious food and I only get crap dog food? What if all of life was like was like that? Something to think about.

I will try to keep up with my blog, but life is tough as a Basset. The fall is setting in and days are short, so sleep is at a premium. Bark at you soon!

FLASH

P.S. Below are some pictures of me. I'm pretty darn handsome.