Sometimes, I feel a small urge to start a blog for my two dogs, Pandora & Loki.

They have enough personality that it could work... and they think they're little people (minus the opposable thumbs), so it wouldn't be a surprise.

Then I realize that my own blog posting is sporadic enough as it is. With school, I feel a sense of "time crunch" and barely have enough time for any real socializing and blogging, let alone maintaining a whole new blog for the pets

but it's tempting... oh so tempting

Loki, being the super-nosy being, would definitely be discussing all the comings and goings of the neighborhood. The blinds in the front part of the apartment *must* be left up a foot, so he can see out and watch everyone. NOSY DOG! If he could work the remote control, I am sure he would fill me on on the summary of the day's soap operas. He'd also know all the best neighborhood gossip. And he'd daydream about Chicken. Roast Chickens the size of minivans. Chicken Bits that float through the air, and one must simply leap up to snag morsels of yumminess. Chickens that tango across the room, before laying down in the food bowl, surrounded by tasty veggies. Chicken. Chicken for day, years, eons...of all sizes and shapes. CHICKEN!

Pandora would discuss her Napoleonic complex - the complexities and difficulties of trying to rule an apartment (let alone the world) when she's less than a foot tall...let alone barely a foot long. She'd be addicted to the news all day, blasting Sarah Palin for her stupidity and Barack Obama for his inability to strike out in a brave manner on any topic. She'd delve into politics, world events, social commentary...and would have a very well-developed dialogue. She'd argue with the radio (as if they could hear her), providing commentary to NPR and attempting to bash in the hollow head of Glenn Beck.

Maybe they can just have a Facebook page, for starters, and see how that goes...