Dr. Foo?

Foo found his own little TARDIS in the scrap metal yard. He jumped quickly into it to navigate time and space. He just hoped he wouldn't find any Daleks.

When You Met-al Friend For Life...

Foo was the Belle of the Big Iron Ball here, making fantastic friends of all kinds, shapes, and sizes.

That's a BIIIIIIGGGGG Bug

At the world's largest scrap metal art showing, Foo came across some pretty scary looking, enormous creatures. 

But, in typical Foo fashion, he quickly made friends with the giant beast and posed for a cute, friendly picture with Gertrude.

Art Be Thy Name

Foo found the world's largest scrap metal sculpture on a property just outside of Baraboo, WI. Guinness Book of Records was NOT wrong!

Come See the Wild, Untamed Foo

Foo found himself in a cage during his visit to the circus, and he imagined himself a wild, untamed beast!

He paced and paced and roared and roared, and then, luckily had the key to the door...

Foo Could Take Him

Foo means the lion...

Remember his new calling? Yup. Foo, the tamer of the lions!!!!

Foos of Elephantine Proportions

Foo really wanted to ride the real baby African elephant, but he (the elephant) was just too intimidated to let that happen, so Foo settled for observing from above and riding the fake one. It was still cool.

Finding Foo's Circus Fit

Foo did his very best to find the right place for him at the circus. He thought first about being a Fooman cannonball, but the gunpowder made him sneeze and black is just not his color.

Foo enjoyed riding the Unicycle, but when they refused to name it a "Foo-nicycle" in his honor, he moved on to the next activity.

Next, he tried being a clown, but he hated the yellow checkerboard costume. 

He eventually found a clown outfit more his style, but although he looks rather dashing in stripes, he really didn't think the clowning life was the best fit for him.

Finally, Foo tried his paw at Lion taming, and YESSSS, finally, there was his true calling. He tamed the wild beast and knows that he would be great at that, but alas, the circus moved along before he could sign the contract (and because he can't really hold a pen).

Mi Circus Es Foo Circus

Foo really threw himself into circus life and dressed the part after finding his uncle Gold Foo who DID join the circus! 

He thinks the costume they gave him really brings out his eyes.

Join the Circus, See the World

Foo really wanted to join the circus, so he journeyed to Circus World in Baraboo, WI. 

Several times tried to jump up into the wagons and let them take him away, but he really wasn't good at spying the wagons that worked.

It was also evident that he doesn't really follow warning signs well.

Mmmm Venison...

Although it looks like a mini deer, the gigantic creature was going to be a tasty vittle for yumming the tummy, but it turned and ran and it turned out to be too fast and furry-ous.

Orange You Glad You Have a Friend?

Foo is. He made a new, big orange friend, who was moose friendly. It's good to know people in high places.

Humpty Foo

Foo found a new friend in Madison, WI. He was kind of an egghead, but he did have a good story to tell. However, he kinda smelled like rotten eggs... wonder why...

Fire Foo-ter

Foo wanted to join up and become a Wisconsin firefighter, but they told him he was too small to fit in the uniform properly and he would actually melt in the flames in a real fire. Frown...

Foo Goes to Washingt... Er... Madison

Foo decided to "capitolize" on this opportunity to see the sights in one of the Midwest captials; not only the seat of state government, it's a great drinking town. :)

Sail, Sail Away

Foo dreams of taking a vacation abroad, but for now, he found this vanside painting of Marseille. He hears it's really that blue (and he would be right!)

Fast and Beerful

Foo enjoyed a pint and a Tuna and Shrimp Po' Boy at the Great Dane Pub in Madison, WI. After lunch, he wanted to race the logo, but he was just too fast for the painted puppy.

No Time for Safety

Foo scoffs at the rules. He don't need no stinkin' leashes.

Home Sweet Japan

Foo found peace and tranquility at the Japan House in Urbana, IL, where he became one with the water and the wind.

On the Rocks

Foo really wanted to act upon the stage again, so he took a trip to the Krannert Center in Urbana, IL. 

He settled for sitting On the Rocks, the outdoor seating for the outdoor theatre, famous for the inaugural performances of Bilal Dardai's A Greater Gravity and After the Rock Left.

Foo vs Quad Squirrel

The battle was fierce and mightily fought, but as the two regaled warriors (the Foo of the Road and the Squirrel of the Quad) turned to go, they knew they had a respect for each other that would be heralded in song.

Can Anybody Hear Me?

Foo journeyed to the Quad at U of I and really wanted to hear what was going on at the other end.

So he stepped his little foo self to the famed "echo spot" in front of Foellinger.

He could tell you what he heard, but then he'd have to kill you... not good for business.

Burning an Eternal Foo

Foo was hoping to find his love for all time at the famed Eternal Flame on the University of Illinois quad. Sadly, the only thing he found was a creepy spider, and he wasn't about to kiss that.

Which Way Does it Go, Foo?

Foo was about to call Dr. Doolittle and ask if his friend, the Pushmepullyou, had finally gotten a car...

Seriously, which way does it go?

Hail to the Orange, Hail to the Foo...

Hail Fooma Mater... Ever so true, so true. We love no other, so let our Foo Dog be.... Vic-tor-y Foo-Dog-Nois, Arf-si-ty.

Foo just had to visit the Alma Mater at the University of Illinois at Champaign. He really wanted it to sit down, but he hears that's not exactly likely...

Murphy's Law

It, indeed, is Murphy's Law... that if you go to Champaign, you must go to Murphy's for a burger and a beer. Foo is no exception. 

And Foo confirms that it was mmm... mmm... good, and everything he'd hoped it would be.

The Origins of Foo...

There are many stories and legends about how the Foo of the famed "foodogblog" came into existence. Although some are based in fact, no one, before this moment, has really known the true story.

Several years ago, at Allerton Park in Central Illinois, two young and unsuspecting adventurers stumbled upon the mythic garden of the dogs of Fu.

The Foo were many and varied and caught the fancy of the adventurers, and thus Foo Dog of the blog was born.

But overall, Foo was just happy to return to his roots to catch up with his family all at once...

... and also pay homage to the shrine of his ancestors that came before him.

Breaking Wind

No... not that! Gross. Foo just loved that Central Illinois is trying to go green to save all the little foo dogs of the universe by harnessing the massive power of Wind-Foo...