"Perhaps the great Saucy tale of our time." -- The L.A. Times

Below is a film poster featuring another of my famous relatives, the immensely talented Gary Oldsauce.



He recently played the lead in the critically acclaim film, pictured above. Based on the John LeCarre novel, Gary Oldsauce was cast in the lead role of George Saucy-Smiley. The director described Oldsauce as having "a great face" and "the quiet intensity and intelligence that's needed" to bring the legendary role to life.

If you haven't seen it yet, I highly recommend this movie. The international thriller is set at the height of the Cold War years of the mid-20th Century. George Saucy-Smiley (Gary Oldsauce), a disgraced British spy, is rehired in secret by his government - which fears that the Doggy Secret Intelligence Service, a.k.a.K9-6, has been compromised by a double agent working for the Chickens. Oh, and Russians.

Sauce Family Tree (Pt. 5)

So, you may not know this, but I rely a lot on my humans to prepares my updates for me.  It's a very involved process where I tell them what to post and they try to weasel out of it.  Ultimately, however, we end up with a new doctor sauce post (even if I have to fight for it!!)

This is a picture of my distant relative, Mary Todd Sauce:

During the third act, the President and Mrs. Sauce drew closer together, holding hands while enjoying the play. Behind them, the door opened. A shadowy figure stepped into the box, pointed a derringer at the back of Lincoln's head and pulled the trigger. Saucy reached out to her slumping husband and began shrieking. Now wielding a dagger, the man yelled, "Sic semper tyrannus" ("Thus always to tyrants"), slashed Rathbone's arm open to the bone, and then leapt from the box. Catching his spur in a flag, he crashed to the stage, breaking his left shin in the fall. Saucy and Harris both yelled for someone to stop him, but he escaped out the back stage door.

 

Sauce Family Tree pt. 4 (corrected number!)

This is a painting of my distant relative St. Francis of A-Saucy.

Pious and devout, St. Francis of A-Saucy called all creatures his "brothers" and "sisters" and even preached to the birds (well, a certain type of bird).  The patron saint of napping, snacking, and broasting, St. Francis of A-Saucy was canonized in 1228 by Pope Gregory IX.

Have Some Decorum, Pugs!

So, while I understand that human like kissing, it doesn't work so well for dogs.  That's fine and all, and I'm willing to meet people halfway.

HOWEVER, I'm not the kind of dog that just wants to go around kissing strange dogs at the park!  I don't mean to be offensive, but it seems like pugs have a real problem with this.  I don't know what it is about those smoothy-faced libertines, but it seems like they just can't keep it in their mouths!

Take a look at this!

Please, dogs!  Have some dignity!

The Saucy Family Tree, Pt. 2

Although never conclusively proven, this is a suspected photo of my distant relative Big Sauce.

This is the second of two photos taken by farmer Roger Patterson in Eureka, CA, in 1967.  Although the other so-called "Patterson Photo" is more well-known, this picture is far more important for what it reveals regarding the *real* missing link.  Although skeptics claim that the gait of the Big Sauce in the picture is more human than ape or dog, and some even claim to see a zipper on the back, definitive proof remains elusive.

However, I personally don't think its a coincidence that Humboldt County records indicate that this picture was taken during the height of a 2-week period in which more chicken and socks disappeared than ever before or since.  

Memories of a Summer Sauce

Although it seems like Autumn is finally upon us, I want to take a few minutes to remember the glorious summer that we had.

I'll never forget the bright sunny days here in New York.  It let me engage in my favorite activities, like chicken-eating and people-watching.

For instance, I recall one warm afternoon . . .

By the way, why do people refer to "dog days of summer" as if that were a bad thing?  All my days were dog days, and they were Sauce-tastic!

Oh well, until next year!

Catch of the Day!

When my humans are away, I have to come up with ways to entertain myself.  So I invented a game I call . . .

CATCH THE TOY!

Basically, I  . . . catch . .  . toy . . .  

Well, that sounds boring, but it's really not!  Check it out!