Planet Goofy

We were really behind in our blog reading and just found out today that there was a space trip to Planet Goofy. We told BenBen right away, that we wanted to go. We hope we made it in time. We went right out and got some Acme Spacesuits. He said that on Planet Goofy, we didn't need spacesuits, but we weren't sure about the spaceship. BenBen said the dress up, so we also wore Christmas hats, since we didn't know exactly what we were supposed to do.

We also brought some treats for everyone, freeze-dried liver. We think that is what astronautdogs might eat? We hope we brought enough for everyone. I don't think Laika, the first doggie to travel in space got to eat anything, but we are lucky now.



Anyway, we are waiting for BenBen's spaceship to beam us up to go the to pawty. And, if we told him to late to go to Planet Goofy, at least we have these cool spacesuits to play in!

Uh oh

We are so tired....... We helped mommie with the Christmas kards tonight. She said sins we signed up to send Christmas kards to the doggies in bloggie land, that we had to do the work. WHEW! We did about 10 kards, and had to go lie down for a while. Mommie said at this rate we will NEVER get them finished....

We have a lot of things to do, like get ready for Asta's pawty. I told Sammie that he better be on his best behavyer, or else! I asked mommie what she was going to do while we was gone. She said she was going to go to a rest-aw-rawnt. She went to one of those last week, wifout us. And, this is what we found on her cellphone. Katie was NOT happy wif mommie for hafin fun wifout us!



I am so tired, that I am going to go back to sleep before mommie finds out I am on the 'puter. She will make me work on more Christms kards!

Christmas Cheer

Our mother was fixing our supper, and I was perusing the Internet and found a Christmas quiz. I found it quite humorous.

You Are Blitzen

Always in good spirits, you're the reindeer who loves to party down with Santa. Why You're Naughty: You're always blitzed on Christmas Eve, while flying! Why You're Nice: You mix up a mean eggnog martini.

Sam

You Are Dancer

Carefree and fun, you always find reasons to do a happy dance. Why You're Naughty: That dark stint you had as Santa's private dancer. Why You're Nice: You're friendly. Very friendly.

Katie

You Are Cupid

A total romantic, you're always crushing on a new reindeer. Why You're Naughty: You've caused so much drama, all the reindeers aren't speaking to each other. Why You're Nice: You have a knack for playing matchmaker. You even hooked Rudolph up!

Zorra

Which of Santa's Reindeer Are You?

Here is another video Katherine took on her joy ride last night.... From the looks of the video, I think that Katherine may have hit the eggnog a bit too soon.



I hope that mother gets off her duff soon and starts decorating the house!

Christmas is coming and the goose is getting fat....

Hi Bloggerland,

I am feeling in the Christmas spirit today because we received a Christmas card from our pal, Lenny. Here I am holding the card to show everyone, but I dropped it right when mom was taking the picture. Ooooops. Good thing cards aren't breakable!



So, I went out and got in our car and drove into town, because no one by where we live has their Christmas decorations up yet. But, I knew that there were some people in town that did. So, I took mom's cell phone and started taping a couple of really great houses with their lights. These are GREAT. I love all the lights, animated ornaments and the big blowup decorations!



I just love Christmas because everything is so bright and everything shines so nicely.

Winter has arrived

Winter's finally arrived here in Indiana. For the past few mornings, it's been quite nippy outside when I take my morning constitutional. Zorra became quite alarmed when she saw her breath in the cold morning air. The poor girl actually jumped back from her breath which continue to follow her through the yard. Unfortunately, I was unable to capture this moment with the camera.

Today, my mother decided it was time for a Christmas photo shoot. This torture went on for several minutes in three separate sessions. My mother did not seem happy that my sisters and I were not cooperating with her. It was obvious, that we do not want to have a photo shoot today. We had planned other things for our daily agenda. Dressing up in ridiculous Christmas garb was not on our approved agenda. Katherine, Zorra, and I normally meet every morning to discuss our daily events. After reviewing the agenda, we were certain that a photo shoot had not been approved.

Mother said that the photo below looked as though we had just been advised that there were no more treats left in the entire world.






This can't be true! I decided I must go see. When I jump down, my mother's face turned a bright shade of red and she just walked away. She was mumbling something about may be getting a deal on three intensive obedience classes... maybe she's signing up to take an obedience class for herself.



Once she walked away, we were free to continue with our plans. I am at least 30 minutes behind in my slumber time.

Yawn... yawn...

Recovery

Hi Everybloggie,

We have been pretty busy and haven't had too much time to blog lately. But, we're gonna try real hard 2day.

I wuz surfin' the internet and 'membered I hadn't told you guys about the agility trial that I went to wif just my mommie.

It was a lot of fun, just us. And, I did really good, too. We went last Sunday and I had three runs that day. There wuz a fotographer there and he took some piktures that my mommie is gonna get cuz she thinks that they are cute.

Here is me on the teeter totter. It is ssssssssssssssoooo skeery. I like to just stand in the middle and watch my mommie try to get me to come to her. I am always thinkin' of jumping off, but I try not to. You can see that I made it all the way down.



This is me comin' out of the tunnel. I love the tunnel and I wuz thinkin' of barkin' at my mommie on this one. I wuz havin' a good time. One thing about runnin' in 'gility, is you have to run.........
(nakid). I didn't have no collar on, or nuffin'. Makes me feel weird.


Here I am comin' off the dogwalk. We are up a little high, but I like it.



I got 3 red 2nd place ribbons and 3 qualifying scores for my runs. We were happy. We were runnin' in CPE (Canine Performance Events), and I finished up my very first title. My mom wuz real prowd of me. Katie already has titles, but this wuz my first one. Sammie is close to getting his first title too. Sammie and I are going to a 'gility trial next Sunday, and maybe he will finish his. Since Katie is takin' a break for a few weeks from 'gility, she isn't gonna go. So, she will be mad. But, don't worry. She is gonna do 'gility again starting early next year.

We wuz there wif two of our 'gility friends, Suzi and Rory. Suzi is from New Orleans, but came to Indiana after that big hurricane. She does a lot of 'gility. Her brother is Rory, and he has a lot of titles in 'gility and obedience (whateber that is. I asked Katie to splain it to me, but she said that we aren't obedient most days and not to worry). He is a greyhound. They both are rescues, just like us. Rory hadn't been feelin' too good and he had to go to the doctor and haf tests done like Jackson. In fact, they had a lot of the same tests done. Rory really had a lot of shaved parts, but he's feeling a lot better too. He said that he hopes he gets to feelin' a lot better cuz he wants to do 'gility again, too. He was just at the 'gility trial to be with his mommie and sister.

I had a pretty full day that day, and can't wait until next Sunday to do another one!

Happy Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving

Hi Bloggerland.....

We just want to say Happy Thanksgiving to all our American pals and wish all our pup pals from all over the world Happy Pup Day!

Since Sam has been out of control this week, I pushed him into the turkey costume. He wasn't too happy, but hey... who cares. Oh sure, he got a bit nippy when I pushed his back legs into the skinny legging of the turkey (heee heee), but I am bigger than he is and I won.



I told Zorra she was going to be the Native American... She didn't mind all that much. At least she was more comfortable than Sam.



I decided I was going to be a Pilgrim lady. I think I look GREAT, but I am not sure the Pilgrims wore stiletto heels?



Anyway, we have a lot to be thankful for this year - our family (even Sammie), our house, our activities, and all our friends, old and the new ones we make every single day in bloggerland.

I am back.

HI Everyone.

First, I would like to thank everybody who asked about me lately. I was a little sick for a few days, but I went to the doc-tor and he gave me some stuff to make me feel lots better.

I know that Sammie is mad bacawse he didn't get to go nowhere over the weekend. And, he started his own club. Well, our kitty brother Harley didn't want to join, and now Sammie has no one to be in the club wif him. Katie told him he didn't have club if he was the only member. I dont know if that is true. She put a big circle on his sign and now he's mad. So, I will just stay owt of it.




Katie went to a 'gility seminar wif mom. They were werking on how to get better at runnin an stuff. They had a good time, and were gone all day. Katie came back and went right to sleep. She sed she got lots of treats for being good and she got so see some of our 'gility friendz at the seminar.

I went to an 'gility trial and I did good. My mommie said she would take a pitcher of me wif my ribbons later. Until then, here is a pitcher that one of our 'gility friends took of me last summer.



I will show you the ribbons I won as soon as mommie gets around to taking my pitcher. I hope Sammie didn't bury mommie's camera!

Monday Madness

Hello Bloggerland,

I am a bit miffed at the girls in this house....

My mother, Katie and Zorra. It seems that the "girls" got to go places with my mother over the weekend, and I was not asked, or even allowed to participate! Therefore, I am starting my own branch of the original Our Gang club... the He-Man Woman Hater's Club.



On Saturday, my mother took Katherine to an agility seminar. Why she didn't take me is BEYOND comprehension. Everyone knows that I, Sam, am a MUCH better athlete and agility dog than Katherine. My goodness, has my mother gone MAD? Shall I call the authorities to come and cart her off??!!

Then, on Sunday, in the wee hours of the morning, mother and ZORRA (who is so feeling so much better) snuck out of the house and went to an agility tournament! Needless to say, I was flabberghasted! So, again.. I must say that I am a much better athlete and agility dog than Zorra. I refused to talk to anyone upon their returns.

Katherine, Zorra, and mother appeared not to even be phased at all by this lack of understanding on their part. They went on with their trivial little lives while I sulked.

Last evening, my mother put me on her lap, which I assumed was to beg for my forgiveness. Oh, how I put too much faith in that daft woman..... She started messing with my fur (which SHE messed up by taking me to the groomer. ANOTHER woman). She was saying how it was growing out nicely, blah blah blah.

I am going to think on my revenge.... They will never know what hit them. I will come up with a most devious plan, and of course, they being of feeble minds will not know that it was I.

Oh, I hear my mother calling me for treat time. I can't think of evil strategies now....... Oh. Peanut butter.

TGIF

TGIF Dogs and other pals. At least that is what my mother is always mumbling on Fridays. We are having a low-key afternoon. Zorra is still a little under the weather. Mother was forced to take her to the vet yesterday because Zorra just wasn't feeling up to par. The doctor gave Zorra some medicine and she is feeling better today, but we are all just relaxing.



Zorra isn't going to be too happy this evening when we are off to agility and flyball class. I am happy as I will take Zorra's place in flyball. At last, I will get another chance to participate. I will make an excellent flyball dog, once someone realizes my potential (A stab of jealousy at my mother. SHE is the one holding me back).

I have been watching tv all day, and found that my hero is having a marathon today.



Of course, that is NOT to take away from the fine nursing that the 2 Astas and NIT (nurse in training) Lacie are showing our good pal, Jackson. They are also our heroes because they have the gift of nursing. (I really don't need other girls besides my sister mad at me!!)

But, I would like to say that my mother just laughs and laughs when watching Asta, as she says that she had always wanted a dog like Asta in the movies. And, now she has one. Hmmmmmmm. I am taking that as a compliment. woof woof




The old boy looks like he is having a good time to me. I know that many of our pals on here have often found themselves in these situations. Ah, isn't the life of a pooch mostly grand.....

Funny Fotos

Hi Bloggerland,

These are a couple of funny photos of us that mom took with her cellphone, since we grounded her from her camera. We also grounded her from talking on her cellphone, but she was sneaky and used her cellphone as a camera! We didn't think of that angle.














Then, we confiscated her phone and found this video of Sam. She musta took it when they went to the enchanted trial, as Sam calls it. Oh boy, what's the use of groundin' someone when they don't follow the rules. Now, we know how MOM feels. So, we decided that Mom doesn't have to be grounded anymore. (But, we're not giving back the camera).

We went over to our human pal Blue's Blog and she had several aristocratic titles. Of course, I wanted to know what ours were....

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: Baroness Katherine the Dissolute of Lesser Wobbleton Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: Her Most Serene Highness Lady Zorra the Crepuscular of Lower Beanthrop in the Hedge Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: Sir Samuel the Festive of Mellow under Trollness Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title

My question is... does Zorra have a higher title than ME???

Tails of 3 doggies

We were catchin' up on our bloggin' reading' and were at Butchy and Snicker's blog and they were talkin' bout wantin' to know about everyone's tails. So, here's ours.....

Here's Katie's. Her's has really long hair and she won't let anyone touch it. Not even mommy. She takes care of it herself and she is very proud of her tail. When I was a puppy, I used it as a tug toy and it got pretty bald. But, it's really pretty now.



Here's mine. I have a helicopter tail, because when I wag it, it just goes around and around. I have pretty short hair on my tail.




And here's Sammie's (before his unfortunate bad haircut day). Sammie's gotta stub. But, he can wave it really, really fast. His hair is all wiry and such. Sometimes, he even chases it. But, he doesn't know what to do with it after he catches it.

Agility Class Love

Hello Bloggerland, The photo at the left is one of my true loves, Maizee the Corgi. I have been pursuing her for months. Although, she is a bit standoffish at times. I'm so delighted when she will allow me to kiss her, but I have to be careful. Sometimes, those small kisses I am allowed to give her are returned with nips. Of course, I am sure that they are merely "love nips." I have had a couple other loves in Agility class, including Sugar, the Jack Russell, who was a model student until she met me, Girlie, the Beagle, who I only met once but fell in love with, Danni, the Min Pin, who barks at me constantly when I am acting wild, and Poppie Sue, the Corgi, Maizee's older sister.

I had my mother sneak a photo of us together. As you can see, I was so excited to sit next to her, I am just a blur in the photo. I know that I will melt her cool exterior at some point. After all, I am a WFT and I am very tenacious.



I often ask Maizee out on a date, but she has not granted my request yet. I am sure it is only a matter of time. I even purchased a new coat for the occasion.



Katie and Zorra scoff at my love interests. They say that I am living in a dream world, that these lovely ladies have no interest in me at all. HA. I know differently.

Good fur gone bad

Hi Kids.... I am blogging today because Zorra is a little under the weather and Sam is a bit beside himself. You see, he got a bad fur cut at the spaw. Normally, I am not one to stand up for Sammie, as he is my brother and annoys me. But, I will give him some slack this time only.



Mom didn't really notice the spots of fur that were longer, shorter, and shaved too close for a couple of days. But, then we noticed! I thought it was funny and started to really laugh. Sam got a bit cross with me, and I sorta backed off. Mom told him that it would grow back in no time. Everyone gets a bad "do" occasionally.



Then, Sam read Jackson's blog and how he had some poodle legs, etc., and Sam decided that it was OK to have a few bald spots. He was supporting our pal Jackson.



But, then, if it couldn't get any worse for old Sammie. He got in some cockleburs. Mom had to cut this one out of his mustache. Now, he really looks weird. She tried trimming up the other side to match. I think it's pretty much a lost cause. But, hey.. I am his sister and I can say that kinda thing.



Zorra hasn't been feeling well today, but she got better later on. She stayed mostly on her fuzzy bed. She got up and played with me later this afternoon. I was glad, because I had to play with Sammie. Yuck.

These guys have worn me out today. But, tomorrow is another day and that is GREAT!

Thanks to our vets

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We want to thank all the veterans for their service. There aren't enough words to express our gratitude.

Wash day

I'm taking over the 'puter today because Katie is outside bossin' everyone around and Sammie is gettin reddy to go to the "spaw." I know I am glad he's gettin' owt of the howse. He needs a haircut baaaad.

He's so dirty he looks like a pig.



Turn to the right, Sammie. Show everyone what a mess u r.





YOUR OTHER RIGHT SAMMIE!




He always comes back tellin' tall tails about goin' to the spaw and how horrible it is. I think he's pullin sumfin'. I called the puparrazi and they are gonna follow him around today.

HE's not at a spaw! He's at a bar!



Now, he's at a restaurant...





Yikes!! Mad dog...... Oh, he's just sudsy.




He's all dressed up in towels. This goin' to the spaw thing looks kinda fun to me. I am gonna tell mommie that I want to go to the spaw.



Oh, Sammie just came home and is tellin us how tired he is from the spaw. Hmmmmm. At least he looks and (sniff, sniff) smells cleaner.