Good morning friends. Let’s start with a great big thanks to Miss Sandee at Comedy Plus for hosting Awww Monday!
I had a nightmare. It was truly gruesome. No, it wasn’t about Chia. In my dream I was watching a movie, and it came to life. See if this isn’t one of your worst nightmares, too.
Best wishes for everyone to find food on the floor.
Your friend, Lucy
Chia: I made my poem short and to the point so everyone could get back to eating turkey.
There’s an Outhouse by Chia the Thanksgiving Injun
There’s an old outhouse
So we don’t pee inhouse
And we’re all thankful to Angel Sammy for the picture this week and for Brian’s Home Blog for Thankful Thursday.
Speaking of Thankful Thursday…
Riley: Chia! Why are you dressed like an Indian? Mom Amy said we should dress like pilgrims for our Thanksgiving picture. We even had a meeting and I decided we’d all just wear pilgrim hats. What’s wrong with you, long dog?
Chia: I’m a rebel. And I can run faster than you.
Lucy: Everyone please just stand still and look at the camera. The sooner we get this over with the better.
Chia: Xena, where you goin’?
Xena: I think I see a critter…
I am sad to report that Brownie Bear has passed into the beyond. No one seems to know exactly what happened. He originally was one of Lexi’s friends. Until recently he had managed stay out of harm’s way, but it seems that the recent wars and violence have hit home. He was found in the living room with a hole – similar to a gunshot wound – clear through his neck. You can see the damage inflicted below.
No one seems to know exactly what happened. He originally was one of Lexi’s friends. Until recently he had managed stay out of harm’s way, but it seems that the recent wars and violence have hit home. He was found in the living room with a hole – similar to a gunshot wound – clear through his neck. You can see the damage inflicted below.
Larry Lemer, who you may remember, made a miraculous come-back just before his own funeral. He was then hailed as the stuffie guru and presided over Brownie’s funeral. There was a good turn-out of friends and family there to say their final goodbyes.
Larry placed his paw on Brownie Bear and said a few words in his native language that translated to something like “Sleep well, sleep deep, as here your family weeps. We will all someday see you on the other side of the bridge where good stuffies rest in peace.”
His brethren, Rainbow Bear (back left) and Sweetheart Bear (back right) also said a few words.
No one here knows–or aren’t saying–what happened to Brownie Bear.
Lucy, Ace Reporter, saying Zichron Livracha.
Thanks to Rosy and Sunny of The LLB Life for hosting Nature Friday!
Xena: First, here’s our feeble attempt at Nature Friday, BOL!
This is a baby oak tree who barely has his trunk yet. But he’s sure putting on a pretty show for the fall season. And we think the evergreen is a baby fir tree, cozying up to the baby oak. Can anyone say “awww?” Mom says she’ll replant them in the spring when the ground is softer.
Next, we wanted to share this license plate with Miss Cecilia and Angel Madi.
Mom bought a big bag of little bitty candy bars to give out at Halloween. We had a lot left. She kept seeing letters on the little snicker bars, just one letter on each, and couldn’t figure out why. When Riley’s Person Andrew came over last Sunday he set the candy bars out in this order. Mystery solved!
Finally, this is Lucy at work on Monday. It was still pretty early in the morning when she started staring out the windows wondering when the Pastor – her new BFF – was going to show up.
I guess that’s all I’ve got to bark about today, friends. Hope you have a lovely weekend.
Oh, wait, I forgot to put in my picture! I’m Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess
Lucy: Last Thursday when me and Mom were at work and told Pastor about Ella passing, he said, “I believe there will be more than people in heaven.” He was trying to let me know I would be with my BFF again some day. I’m so thankful for those words of comfort that I will always remember.
Riley: I’m thankful that Mom Amy got me the same natural stuff that’s been like a miracle for Xena and I haven’t been nearly as yeasty or stinky or itchy.
Xena: My belly has stayed it’s pretty, natural color all year, not red and itchy and bumby. And I haven’t scratched sores on my face or made the white hairs on my feet red with licking. I love those Red Rover powder supplie mints. I’m so thankful Mommy found them and keeps getting them to help me. This is the first year since I was one (I’m six) that I haven’t been an itchy, red mess all spring and fall.
Hi it’s me, Chia, again. I know you’re glad to see me, and I’m glad to see you too *full body wiggles*. Y’all know I’ve been a much better behaved girl since I got my blessing from Father Robert. But then I slipped up. I heard that some people confess their sins and then are forgiven, so here’s my confession: I chewed up Mom’s nighttime mouthpiece in the length of time it took her to shower. When she saw it missing, I tried to play innocent, but she knew.
I heard Dad say, “She hasn’t brought it to me yet.”
So I ran and got it from where I hid the evidence and took it to my Dad. Then Dad said, “She brought it to me,” so I ran to Mom and said sincerely, “I’m really sorry Mom, please forgive me.” And she did. Wow, it felt so good!
I get to do the poem again today because I’m so good at it, well, you’ll see why.
Hiding Under the Covers by Chia
Under the covers some folks may hide;
I’m just a pup but I won’t be denied
My nightly blanket on couch or on bed;
I always feel safe when I lay down my head.
Some hide from parents when they want to read,
Or think they can miss school this way. Indeed!
Whate’er the motive, a blanket’s a must.
But when sis steps on me the whole thing’s a bust!
Thanks to Angel Sammy for the picture this week and for Angel Brian’s Home Blog for Thankful Thursday.
Thanks to Miss Sandee at Comedy Plus for hosting Awww Monday.
I took a dirt bath, Mom. You know, like with that dry shampoo stuff I’ve heard about. Now you don’t have to wash me.
Lucy: For those of you who don’t know Ella, she’s my BFF. Her folks are Mom and Dad’s BFF’s so that works out good. But she lives 3 hours away and we don’t get to see each other much. This is Ella from several years ago.
We love each other. We’re always so happy to be together.
But everyone just found out on Wednesday that she’s dying. Cancer.
We were hoping she would at least make it through the weekend. Me and Mom packed to leave after work on Thursday to go see her and tell her we love her and say goodby before she crosses the Rainbow Bridge. Then, we got the texts from her Mom. She wouldn’t eat or drink. She wouldn’t potty. She could barely walk. She was struggling to breath. She was in pain. The joy in her life was completely gone. They had a final vet appointment for 3:30 on Thursday, the day we would have gone to say goodbye and give her all our love. Now she’s gone. We just came home instead of making the three hour trip there. Nothing will ever be the same without my BFF. I hope her brother, my boyfriend, Achilles is OK.
Ella’s Mom made this memorial for her.
Goodbye Ella. We hope you find your little schnauzer brother Piper and chase the bunnies with him again. You will be always in our hearts.
A Sad Lucy and Mom
Hi folks, it’s Chia week around here. It started with me going to Mom and Dad’s church last Saturday where the priest “blessed” me. Dad said Father Robert would have to drive the demons out first, but the priest just laughed and said the blessing would take care of it. Then Mom took me to a place called The Greenway where there’s a huge dog park and lots of trails to walk. What was even better was that I got to walk the trails twice cause the first time Mom lost her glasses and we had to go try to find them. I walked really nice, too, probably cause I had just gotten blessed! In fact, I’ve been a very good girl all week (so far), so maybe the blessing did help make me a better girl! In fact, I’ve been so good that Mom said I could do the poem today. With lots of wags and thanks to Angel Sammy for the picture this week and for Brian’s Home Blog for Thankful Thursday, here’s my poem.
I’m Blessed and Not a Stinker by Chia
I’m tired of being a bad girl, tired of being a stinker,
Tired of wearing this costume, so now I’ll be a sinker.
I’ll just jump in the river and go to doggie heaven.
But what are those folks doing? They’re yelling, “No! That is a sin!”
“Hang on, dear poochie,” said they. “We’re here to save and love you!
You’re blessed and good (and pretty.) We promise we won’t eat you.
They carried me back to safety. I ran on home to Mommy.
I really love my Lucy. I’m blessed and not a skunkie.
Thankfuls, hmmm. I’m really thankful that I get to sleep in the big bed with Mom and Dad every night. I’m thankful that I get to eat the best food ever. I’m thankful for my sister Lucy…well, and for Xena too. She’s funny, she keeps grabbing toys to get me to play with her. And sometimes she even drags her bed into the living room like it is a stuffed animal to get me to play. And I’m thankful for Riley, too. He’s not so bad, ya know? OK, I’m gonna go cuddle up with Lucy now and take my nap.
XOXOXOX Chia
Last I remember I was sleeping on the couch. I sure hope this is a dream I’m floating in!
Thanks to The Cat on My Head, for hosting Sunday Selfies!
Gracie was one of Angel Lexi’s only dog friends. She’s a very smart little shih tzu, and fun to be around. She came and stayed with our folks for a couple of weeks to try to help them right after Lexi crossed the bridge. She came back regularly as her folks went out of town to visit, and often made trips with our folks. This is the 3rd time in the last two or three months that Gracie’s spent a week with us. We all like Gracie and we think she likes us too.
Me and Gracie, we went for a special walk today around the neighborhood, just us two with Mommy. And with our neighbor Miss Pam. She walked with us too. And with our shadows. **humming “Me and My Shadow”**
Happy Tuesday! From Xena and Miss Sandee at Comedy Plus, who is hosting Happy Tuesday Blog Hop!
Thanks to The Cat on My Head, for hosting Sunday Selfies!
Jentry and My Person Andrew just left. That’s why I’m late posting this. They come almost every Sunday for a family dinner and visiting. I’m happy Dad Jeff came up with that idea. He must have known what I wanted.
Mom Amy moved my bed and pillow to the guest room. It’s so much quieter and out of the way of traffic. I get really good snoozes here. Happy Sunday, my friends. *wags* Riley
Well, since I’m the male of our 4-legged pack, I said I would investigate the house in this picture and write the poem. If you look closely, you’ll see that’s not a tree behind the house, it’s a monster. When I realized this, I high-tailed it out of there as fast as my legs could carry me! But I’ve still got a poem for you.
The Scary Goon Behind the Castle by Riley
Wednesday, are you going home to your scary castle?
Morticia’s there with Dad Gomez and Lurch, your trusted vassal.
But who’s that goon in your backyard, with him I wouldn’t wrassle!
I’m outa here, I’m headin’ home, to my less scary passel.
That experience has made me thankful there’s nothing scarier than the vacula in our house. And lately I’ve been taking it on when Mom Amy starts pushing it around the floor. Oh yeah, I’ve attacked it once or twice. Mom Amy just laughs and tells me to go somewhere it isn’t.
Mom Amy: I’m thankful our Riley, at the ripe old age of 13, is still with us, going on walks, attacking the vacuum, and even occasionally playing with Chia. I’m also thankful the insurance company is paying for the new roof we got this week. It seems every time the wind blew another piece of our old roof flew off onto the ground.
And we’re all thankful to Angel Sammy for the picture this week and for Brian’s Home Blog for Thankful Thursday.
Daddy, isn’t Mommy coming out to take my selfie on your lap? She needs to hurry. I just ate and I’m getting sleepy.
A few minutes later…
Jeff: Amy, I think it’s too late for a selfie.
Amy: I’ll catch her or maybe Chia wanting their pictures taken a little later.
“A little later”….sleeping with stuffies…
Many thanks to Miss Sandee at Comedy Plus for hosting Awww Monday, and to The Cat on My Head, for hosting Sunday Selfies (even if we are a day late and not much of a selfie!)
Thanks to Angel Sammy for the picture this week and Angel Brian’s Thankful Thursday. I wrote this poem before Brian made his trip to the Rainbow Bridge. *wipes eyes* So after debating whether to publish it or not, I decided that Brian would have wanted me to. Here it is, in honor of my friend Brian.
Keep Trying by Chia
Ever have that thought
Almost impossible to do,
Hoping to not get caught
While folks stick to you like glue?
I want to be in charge here
Of all that’s said and done.
I want to be the alpha;
It sure does sound like fun!
I want to run the neighborhood
Without any restraints;
Daily checking along the fence
And always both the gates.
I want to be the one most loved
By both my Mom and Dad,
Not the one told, “Bad dog!”
I’m not usually so bad!
I may never be in charge
Or alpha of my pack.
I may never run the neighborhood (with permission)
Or the favorite of my pack.
But I’m not a quitter!
Seriously, I’m really thankful for my home and my family and my yummy food and my walks and everything else that goes with being the youngest one of the pack. I know my folks love me a lot. Daddy holds me and rubs my belly in the evening, and Mommy kisses me and scritches me and lets me cuddle up to her back in bed and make sure I’ve got a blanket to burrow under. And she doesn’t even complain when I kick her in bed ’cause I’m having a wild running dream. And I love my pack. I just wanna be in charge, ya know? *sigh*
Pee Ess: True confession…this morning Mom walked away from all 4 of our dog bowls on the counter that she was filling with veggies and meat for our supper tonight. So while she went to the bedroom for something, I ate all the meat (except Riley’s, cause his bowl didn’t have any in it yet). I’m a Bad Dog again, but I have a happy tummy. For now. Except it’s starting to not feel quite as good. Oops, gotta go!
We’re all thankful for the time we had getting to know Brian and his siblings. We love you, Angel Brian!
Xena: This is the poem we promised y’all yesterday. It was one of many nursery rhymes in Rock City’s Fairyland Cavern. Mommy re-wrote it underneath, too, in case it was hard to read in the picture.
THERE WAS A LITTLE GIRL
Who had a little curl right in the
middle of her forehead, and when
she was good, she was very, very
good, and when she was bad,
she was horrid.
Chia: That’s the poem????
Xena: I want to thank Comedy Plus for helping me publish this post so all our friends can read the poem we’ve dedicated to Chia!!
Hi friends, it’s me, Xena. First, a big thanks to Miss Sandee at Comedy Plus for hosting Happy Tuesday Blog Hop!
I am the German dog in the family, so I hitched a ride with Mommy and brother Adam to Rock City to celebrate Rocktoberfest on Sunday. It’s was tons of fun, and would have been even better if I could have gotten my paws (and mouth) on one of those bratwursts! As it was, I got to listen to the Wurstbrauts, instead!
Daddy was the band leader and announcer, and once again he used me as a prop. Here’s a picture of us from a previous year.
Hmm, I had the same sweater on. It must be my Oktoberfest sweater!
Then me and Mommy “walked” Rock City. First we had to squeeze through “Fat Man’s Squeeze,” tee hee. As you can see, it was no big deal for me (or Mommy). But some of the folks behind us were having a bit of a rough time, BOL!
This picture below is from a little area off the cavern walkway. It was lit all pretty like this with the stained glass in the rock behind us.
A nice person we didn’t know took the picture for us.
Here’s a coupla more pictures of us as stopped for a photo op along the trail. Mommy’s not used to taking “ussies” or even selfies, but she did her best.
When we got back to the pavillion, brothers Andrew and Adam and almost sister Jentry were there eating and waiting for us and listening to the Oompah songs from the band. Mommy said she and I had already walked the whole trail, but, she said, “Come on, let’s all do it together!” So we did.
When we finally got back to the gift shop it was time to go take Adam to his home and then head home ourselves. I sure did sleep good that night!
If you come back to visit us tomorrow on Wordless Wednesday, we’ll show you one of the poems that was in the Fairyland Caverns. We’ve dedicated it to Chia. Until then…your friend, Xena
Chia: Everyone come see it! I can’t wait to see all the nice things it says!! *wags* XOXOX Chia
Lucy: Many thanks to Brian for hosting Brian’s Thankful Thursday, and also to Angel Sammy for the picture this week.
It’s my turn to write a poem for the picture and I think I’ve got the perfect one. *wags*
The Pastor Is Gone by Lucy the Church Dog
Pastor went away.
I pleaded with him to stay.
Please return I pray.
Xena: Wow Lucy, you really do have a case on the pastor. Did you get AI to help you with that Haiku?
Lucy: No, Xena. AI couldn’t express my feelings like I can. I miss him so much. I haven’t seen him for a week but he’ll be back today and he’ll fuss over me and tell me he loves me
Chia: I want to meet this pastor. Grrr, why haven’t I gotten to meet him? Why won’t Mom take me to the church where she goes and works all day? Why do you and Xena get to go but not me? Grrr.
Xena: Because the first time the front door opened you’d run out onto that busy street and get flattened into a 2 dimensional dead dog.
Chia: Oh. Well, I’m thankful I’m still a 3 dimensional live dog!
Xena and Lucy: So are we!!
Chia: What’s dimensional?
Many thanks to Miss Sandee at Comedy Plus for hosting Awww Monday! And thanks to all my readers for joining me in another episode of Grooming with Mom.
As far as new clients go, it’s been pretty quiet around here. But we, er, Groomer Mom, got a new one! Groomer Mom think it’s interesting to hear how each new client finds Small Dog Grooming. In this case, her husband was driving to a client’s home and passed the sign that’s currently leaning against a telephone pole next to the driveway.
Sir is a 5 or 6-year-old wire haired fox terrier mix. He’ a rescue who was being fostered by an elderly woman. Unfortunately, the woman is in the hospital and probably will be unable to continue to care for Sir. Another lady heard about this and offered to take him in as a foster dog. She has never had a dog or cat in her life, and never thought she would. She said she didn’t want to get attached to an animal and then mourn them when they eventually passed. But she’s changing her mind. She’s already in love with this sweet pup.
When he first arrived with his foster Mom, he settled in Groomer Mom’s arms, belly up, and looked like he would be happy to stay here forever. Groomer Mom’s heart melted and she said if she didn’t already have four dogs…
Sir’s Foster Mom stayed and solicited and got lots of advice on dog care while she was here. Sir hadn’t been eating much, so Groomer Mom took a look at his teeth and found out why. They weren’t just covered in tartar and plaque, one was actually wobbly. Ewww. So his Foster Mom was going to make an appointment the next day to get him a dental ASAP.
Before they left, another appointment was set for six weeks away. We’re hoping to see lots more of sweet Sir!
Lucy, Ace Reporter, signing off with *wags* from another episode of Grooming with Mom.
Xena: This is the first day of the Halloween month. Yesterday Miss Della brought our yorkie friend Chloe for a groom. They live less than a half mile from us “as the crow flies.”
Chia: Or “as the dog runs.” I think I passed their house last week when I escaped and stretched my legs chasing the neighbor’s black cat back to another road behind our subdivision.
Xena: Yep, that’s why there are now eight inch garden stakes all the way along the chain link fence around the dog lot.They hope you can’t squirm under the fence anymore with those holding it down.
Anyhow, Miss Della sent us a sweet picture of Chloe on her front porch, so we invited Chloe to do the Sunday selfie this week.
Thanks so much to Miss Della for the picture and The Cat on My Head, for hosting Sunday Selfies!
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