Auntie

Auntie is walking in her first 1/2 marathon tomorrow in Indianapolis. We certainly wish we could be there to bark her on!

We are terribly proud of Auntie for working so hard to walk in the mini! Woofs to her!!

Holidays, etc.

Hello Everyone,

First, the girls and I would like to thank everyone who has sent us Christmas cards already! We are having such fun at mother. We have received close to 20, and... how many have you received, mother? What's that you say? NONE? Zero, Zip. BOL.

Well, we have been very busy with the holidays. First, on Thanksgiving, we took a delightful 6 mile hike with Auntie and Mother. Auntie and the girls had not been on this particular trail, so I was delighted to show them the way. Zorra, there is a very good scent here... see?



And, so we started on our quest to hike the trail, 6 miles round trip. The trail goes along the canal. Part of the old canal tow path is now a railroad.


Zorra and I were walking with Mother. It takes two of us to watch her. We have a long way to go! So, let's get moving.


Auntie and Katie seem to have a difference of opinion on where to go. Here's a clue.... the trail continues straight!


Those two led us along until we reached the end of the track, as noted here. But, it wasn't the end of the trail!



We saw a lot of things along the trail, like this old piece of farm machinery. Of course, I had to bark at it.


Mother decided this was a perfect time for a photo shoot. Oh, how dimwitted she is at times. First, she made ME sit next to Katherine. Blech....


Katherine was more interested in the birds, than getting her photo taken. C'mon. The faster we get our mugs shot, the faster we can go sniff!


Did someone say treat? Do try to stay awake, Katherine!


Katherine has the attention span of a GNAT. LEAVE THE BIRDS ALONE!

OMD. NOW, SHE'S LOOKING FOR SQUIRRELS! We will never get the perfect shot.



I grew tired of those slackers, and now, I am off on my own trailblazing trek!



See you soon!!

Our thoughts

Hello Everybloggie,

First, we want everyone to wish Jackson luck and are sending good thoughts for him today.

We are so glad that our Mother is back and we can get back to blogging and visiting all our friends. We are eagerly trying to catch up on everyone's lives and what is happening. We have been totally out of touch.

Katherine and Zorra are quite distraught with my actions regarding Auntie and are insisting that I apologize. I should have acted more like a good boy while Mother was gone, and not left so many "presents." So, I am publicly telling Auntie that I am sorry, and I hope you do forgive your favorite nephew, me.


As you can see, I am filled with remorse. I hope that you believe how humble I am. Do forgive me, Auntie....

If that look doesn't work... maybe this look will??

AMUCK

Hello bloggerdoggers,

Well, things are AMUCK around here. Our mother escaped and has gone missing. She hopped on a plane and is with one of her friends in Maui, Hawaii.

She sent us this photo this morning with some sort of an apology for leaving us for so long. She is not returning for several days!



She has left us alone with Auntie. Oh, I am sure it will not be had to overthrow Auntie's regime. It is rather loose. However, it will take proper planning and cunnint on our part.

Oh, she has done it now!

Sometimes, I cannot believe the length my mother will go to save a few dollars, or her back. Never mind it might humiliate, me, her only WFT extrodinaire!

Mother seems a bit preoccupied with my mudfur. I had it caked quite nicely on myself. She had sent veiled threats for several days, but I thought all this silly talk of a bath would blow away like the wind.

On Mondays, Katherine, Calvin, and I all attend agility class. Auntie was riding with us for a change. We normally take Calvin with us so Auntie doesn't have to drive home to pick him up before class. When we arrived at the normal place we turn to go to our classes, Mother went straight instead.

Well, we were ALL certain that Mother had flipped her lid and had suddenly forgotten how to get to agility class. We all knew this day was coming, and Katherine wasn't peering over Mother's shoulder as she normally does, so I was blaming Katherine for getting lax on the job.

We turned a block later. And, ended up here:



This so-called Pet Wash was located in a CARWASH. Can you believe that my Mother took me to a carwash for a BATH. I was just livid. How could any dog of my stature be so humiliated by being bathed in a CARWASH. We all know I am like a Ferrari, but I deserve go to the SPAW, to be catered to. NOT to go to a self-serve car/pet wash.



My mother grabs me out of my seat and is saying something regarding "Oh, it looks quite respectable, Sam. Don't be such a whiner! Look there's a nice tub, a ramp, etc.

I was NOT convinced and when she plopped me in the tub and attached the leash to my collar, I looked around this "establishment." OMD. What is that DIAL?!!



I hope it doesn't say HOT WAX. I certainly intend to keep all my fur!!! Disinfectant? What? De-SKUNK? What is she going to do to me??!!



OH, I am totally humiliated, and can only hope that none of my dog pals can see me here at the car/dog wash.

I do have to say that the water was warm. Not too hot, and not too cold. It did come from the sprayer in a nice, gentle fashion. But, still. Where is my favorite stylist? Where are the treats???



After SHE had finished scrubbing me raw and spraying me off with the misty hose, my mother blankly looks around and says.. Oh Sammie, I forgot your towel.

WHAT? Will my turmoil never end? She switches the dial over to DRY and attempts to dry me off with a hose that has air coming out of it. OH NO, I say and I start bounding around, trying to get away from it. Unfortunately, I am still tethered to the tub and cannot move. So, I did the one thing that would make HER stop it. I started shaking.

That did it, Mother finally relented and turned off the stupid dryer and brought an end to my suffering. I ended up wrapped up in Auntie's coat, since it was still cold here for a spoiled, wet dog. Thanks goodness for Auntie, is all I have to say.

New, Favorite Game

Hello everyone,

Yesterday was a rather boring day, yet again. We had to stay in since it would NOT stop raining and raining.

In fact, we were bored out of our minds and where looking for trouble. But, our Auntie came in and said "Who wants to walk on my back?!" We weren't quite sure what she meant, but when she laid down on the floor, we all went to investigate. WE were not sure what was going on, because Auntie never, ever gets on the floor with us.

Katie and Zorra went over to sniff her and took it as an oppotunity to give her tons of kisses. I certainly thought that she wanted to play fetch. I kept bringing her toys to throw.

Then, I decided that a fun game would be to jump over Auntie from side to side. I did that for a few jumps, and then I thought to myself "What would be even more fun?" Using Auntie as a launching pad. Oh, that was fun. I picked up my toy and jumped from one side of Auntie to the other, always landing right in the middle of her back. Mother started laughing so hard there were tears rolling down her cheeks. I was trying to get in on the joke, but I was too busy trying to help Auntie play our new favorite game.

Soon, she was screaming, "ENOUGH, ENOUGH." I naturally assumed she wanted me to continue, so I went faster and faster. I had a grand time, and I was sure that Auntie was too.

Then, very quickly, Auntie grabbed my toy and threw it across the room. I, naturally, went to fetch it back, but by the time I returned Auntie was no longer lying on the floor eager to play our favorite game.

Auntie is quite the party pooper.