It's my Birthday!

I have lived here at 83 Durant for three whole years now! Wow! There was a party for me last weekend with my friends, Bus and Marlon, and Auntie Paula & Rich. We had a great time.

I've been eating a lot of snow lately. I prefer it to my water dish. No one knows why.

All is well, I'm happy and healthy, and I'm actually coming around to this Lucy kid that lives here.

Cheers to all!

A Party and an accident

So I was a very excited dog today, because I was invited to a party! I love parties! I was invited to Emma's Birthday party, because it was a dog-themed party! How cool! I was the only dog in attendance with a huge group of kids who really excited to see me. There was so much excitement that.....

I walked over to the Christmas tree and peed on it.

The kids excitedly reported this fact to the grownups, who would not have even known if it hadn't been for those meddling kids! I cannot believe I got in trouble for this. It was a TREE! It rhymes with pee! That's where a dog pees. Sheesh.

Anyway, after the drama, things remained pretty exciting, though there were no more accidents. I stalked the whole house, looking for snacks. I found some bread sitting out on top of a table, but apparently it was designated for humans only. Sigh. So I had to wait for people to start dropping food, which happened pretty quickly.

I love parties.

Catfight!

There is a white cat that lives next door. I hate that cat. I presume the feeling is mutual. Sometimes, the cat comes into MY yard. This is unacceptable. I chase him out. As soon as the cat gets to the other side of the fence, he stops and taunts me. Seriously, he sits there just out of reach and stares at me and rolls around. He is an evil, evil cat.

Tonight, the evil cat came into my yard. I defended my territory and chased him off. I totally would have broken through the fence if Jake hadn't come out and grabbed me.

Two hours later, they let me back out. And guess who was still hanging around? The evil cat. I chased the cat, but this time, the foolish, foolish (though evil!) cat ran toward the back of the front yard. Foolish cat, there is a chain link fence on that part of the yard! Foolish cat, you cannot escape me! I had him cornered! I lunged. And the evil cat made me bleed my own blood! Yes, my poor little pooch nose has a cat scratch.

I am sure the cat would look much worse than me, except that Jake ran out there when he heard the ruckus and grabbed me again.

It has been a crazy night! But I live to fight (the evil cat) another day.

He works hard for the money

Hello fans,
Today in the mail, my first two paychecks arrived. Woo hoo! $64/day isn't bad for sitting around getting fed treats. Nice! Now I'm looking for my next acting gig! Meanwhile, if you're looking for an A-list star to come hang out at your event to provide autographs ($10 each) and generally provide a sense that you're in the hip crowd, contact my agents (Bridget & Jake) and they'll be glad to set something up.

For now, I'll be donating a portion of my earnings to New England Brittany Rescue, the group that got me set up in this sweet 83 Durant location. If you're looking for a good dog, maybe a dog that could help get you into the movie business, definitely check out all the wonderful fuzzy buddies they have waiting for homes.

Here I am, relaxing in my newly re-upholstered bed. Why yes, it was hand-stitched by Grandma, how did you know? Yes, it IS expertly tailored. I'm a very comfortable dog. And Bridget's Mom loves me, even if she won't say so.

Just when I thought I was out...

...they pull me back in.

This morning, Bridget got a call at 10:30. It was Tim. Tim the PA from the Fighter. They wanted me back. Not to re-do my scene, but to do ANOTHER scene. I am not kidding. I am now a recurring character in the movie.

I'm going to have to talk to my agent about my residuals. More from Bridget and Jake later.

I am a star.
This is a shot of me with a coffee cup of water while I'm waiting for Bridget to get into wardrobe. Actually, that's the dress and the shoes they gave her to wear. Nice. Luckily, my lovely fur has always been in fashion, so I didn't have to worry about having a special costume.

On the set again

So we thought our adventures in Lowell-Hollywood were over, but apparently, there were other plans. Apparently, David Russell (the director) was thinking about Carter last night. Seriously. There was, apparently, at some point, discussion of Carter amongst the people working on the movie. So much so, that they decided they wanted to use him in another scene, to provide comic relief. Seriously people, I am not making this up.

At 10:30 this morning, I got a call from Tim, a PA on the set. He asked if I was available to bring Carter over. I said that Jake could bring him, and he replied, "well, they want you." Huh? No, this would not be a re-do of the previous scene, but instead, this would be an entirely new scene from the film, and they thought they would like to have ME walking the dog down the street. They needed me immediately. What could I say?

I said yes. I grabbed some clothes and the dog, and Jake gave me a ride over. It was all hurry hurry hurry, and then...the waiting. Today's scene was a lot more involved (stunts and whatnot) and things got very delayed. Everyone seemed a lot more testy today, and there seemed to be some problems. I was taken to wardrobe two different times, and had to change into and out of the same costume three times. Insane. Finally, after several hours of sitting around, I was told that I was too young -- they basically wanted it to seem that the female dog walker was the wife of the previous dog walker (the priest who walked Carter yesterday) and I really wasn't going to cut it. But they still very much needed Carter

At that point, Jake took over, and he's over there now. I haven't heard from him yet, but I'm sure he'll fill us all in when the shooting is over. Apparently this is the last day to shoot at this particular location, so this should be our last film set report. We'll keep you posted about our next publicity tour.

Carter, Star of the Silver Screen

Today I went for a walk, as usual. I was minding my own business, as usual. And then, some dude asked Bridget, "Hey, do you want to be in a movie with your dog?" and that was the end of my day as usual.

Readers, you are not going to believe this, but I am going to be a in a movie. A real movie. I am in a movie in which no less than Christian Bale (yes, he's Batman) talks ABOUT ME! I kid you not.

Lots of people are in town filming this movie in Lowell called The Fighter. It's the story of Mickey Ward and Dickie Elklund, boxers who grew up in Lowell and rose to fame. Today, I hung out mostly with Christian and Amy Adams, and just a little bit with Mark Wahlberg. Everyone was very very very nice to me. Amy Adams came up and talked to me and gave me some love. I am really not kidding. Not a bit.

Bridget will provide further updates, but for now, we're both totally exhausted from a long day of shooting. I am going to be in a movie. I'm an awesome dog.