We oughta be in pictures ... oh, we are!

Fame is just around the corner!

We now have been captured on canvas.

J1 rendered us sitting pretty.

She did a beautiful job ... it looks like a book jacket design.

Soon there'll be offers to model for children's books.

I'm ready for work! I'm ready for travel. Let's go, let's go!

She's too nice to be in a gang ... meet Sweet DM

DM's lucky: her owners let all the neighbor dogs hang out in their yard ... its a constant dogfest. DM's owners are always doing considerate things for people and pooches. I'm lucky to know DM and her people.

Profile of a refined gentledog ... C1

Meet C1 ... he's my boy toy.

He likes me because I'm a tough, street bitch, who's all legs.

I was drawn to his frat-boy good looks and his AKC-registered refinement.

He sometimes plays a little rough, so only time will tell if he truly comes from good breeding.

His owner, J1, is the best ... she always finds some treats for me. Last week, she even brought me a present ... a pin of a deer (I chase the real thing).

J1's always making my owner laugh at what she says ... that can never be a bad thing.

Profile of Standard PooZle ... ZG

ZG doesn't usually wear a collar. He's smart enough not to run from the hand that keeps him fed.

The festive red on his neck is his holiday look.

Once, we all were lost in the woods near Holden Arboretum and ZG led us to back to the main trail. Whew, that was a close one.

His owner is extremely resourceful ... whenever the rest of the owners are perplexed over something ... ZG's owner, DG, comes up with a creative solution.

In the summer when the spiders are fast a-weave, DG can be seen walking through the woods carrying a big stick in front of him ... the stick is not for us pooches to fetch ... but rather to break the webs that have been spun overnight. All the other walkers don't have to get a mouthful of webs.

Adolph, the red-butt reindeer

BRRRRRRRRRRRR ... my paws were so cold I had to pick them up off of the ground, but that only made them colder.

We got to the woods before first light. The fox slinked away in front of us. We were able to glimpse his whole figure instead of just a glance from the back. I could've caught him if I wasn't leashed.

As soon as it was light out, J1 and my boyfriend, C1, showed up. My boyfriend was especially bossy. I tried to make him stop his incessant nipping, but he was a dog obsessed.

His owner made up for it though ... she gave me a gift ... it was a little deer pin ... the deer on the pin has a red butt ... it must be Rudolph's brother ... Adolph, the red-butt reindeer ... he's bleeding because I bit him on the ass.

My owner borrowed the pin to wear to work. She told me that people at work recognized the style of the artist who made it. They were impressed. I'm so nice to let my owner borrow my stuff.