
Excerpts taken from a Dog’s Diary:
7:00 am
Dry Kibble! My favorite thing!
9:30 am
A walked to the park! My favorite thing!
9:40 am
Did a scoot in the grass! My favorite thing!
10:00 am
Fetched a ball! My favorite thing!
11:30 am
Got a belly rub! My favorite thing!
12:00 pm
Dry Cookie! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm
Chased a squirrel in the yard! My favorite thing!
2:00 pm
Barked at the mailman! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm
Scratched my butt! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm
More Dry Kibble! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm
Got to play tug o war! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm
Watched TV on the couch! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm
Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
Excerpts taken from a Cat’s Diary:
Day 863 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre furry dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed some sort of dry bland nuggets.
Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I force myself to choke down the detestable provisions. I must keep up my strength, or I shall perish.
The only thing that keeps me hope is my dream of escape. In an attempt to vex them, I have once again vomited on the sofa. I made a point to aim my bile at the leaders favorite spot.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless twitching body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a ‘good little hunter’ I am. Bastards.
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight, and I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food that should have been mine. I overheard that my confinement was due to a mysterious thing called ‘allergies.’ I must learn what this is and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost succeeded in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around her feet as she was walking. I will try this again tomorrow… but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and perhaps even snitches. The canine receives special privileges. He is regularly released, and for some reason unbeknownst to me, seems more than willing to return! He is obviously a moronic half-witt.
The blasted bird has got to be an informant. I have observed him communicating with the guards regularly, I am certain he reports my every move. My captors have placed him into protective custody. He rests in an elevated cell, so he is safe… For now.

On Saturday May 15, the Los Altos Kiwanis Club held their 63rd annual Pet Parade down Main Street in Los Altos, California.










Brooke Shields said “People think of me as a mannequin, all show and no substance.” Like Brooke, the creators of BADSF Inc. felt people couldn’t see the essence of dog mannequins, so they created the world’s first designer Dog Mannequins that are all show and substance.
as Gap Kids, Baby Gap, and Gymboree. His parents began developing dog mannequins in the early 80’s as a decorative accent for department stores. Back then the department store mannequins wore stylish gowns and were posed walking their doggie mannequins in Saks Fifth Avenue.
BADSF Inc. quality Dog Mannequins include life sized Doberman Pinchers, German Shepherds, Greyhounds, Afghan Hounds, Whippets, French Bull Dogs, Scottish Terriers, Lhasa Apsos, Dachshunds, and Chihuahuas. They even have a giant Great Dane, which confounded the worlds tallest living dog, “Gibson was so skeptical of the dog mannequin because he couldn’t believe another dog was so big” says Nika of their Dog Mannequin who greeted Gibson at a trade show. BADSF Inc. is working on a Mixed breed collection of rescue dogs. Part of the proceeds from each mannequin sale goes to dog rescues such as
are flexible and can be positioned to sit, beg, shake, look up or do most fun doggie moves. They can even be posed to play tug of war. The larger Dog Mannequins have limited flexibility but the head, tail, and ears can be positioned to give them a little doggie attitude!
Some people use them as decorations in their homes, and as figures to store their favorite dog clothing and jewelry. BADSF Inc. even offers pet memorial urns, supported by the
at military trade shows.
Many K9 unit dogs are aggressive when approached and not receptive to public contact. Officer Kaupe wanted a friendly, confident dog when selecting from hundreds of other candidates. “Koda and I attend school programs, community events, parades, and convalescent homes. Can you imagine if people couldn’t pet him?” says Officer Kaupe.
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