Super Bowl Sunday
That doesn’t look like soup. Where’s our souper bowl, Mommy?
Can me and Lucy have some anyhow?
Xena: This is a gyp. That TV’s making too much racket.I wish they’d shut it off.
Lucy: I wish Riley was here.
We hope someone got some good soup on Sunday (and got to see their bestie).
Xena and Lucy
I’ve had what Mom calls the doldrums since my Riley left. I haven’t seen or heard from him for at least 87 days. Him and Andrew went away and their room is cleaned out and I can’t even smell him anymore. This is the last I saw of him, walking away from me.
I sure do miss my Riley, but Mom says I need to move on. She says there’s plenty more dogs where he came from. In other words, she explained, he’s not the only dog on the block. I think she’s trying to tell me that I could have another boyfriend if I wanted.
I’m feeling pretty low, and I know Valentine’s Day is next week. (I’m available).
A little bit about me:
I don’t hunt cause the guns would scare me but I sure can chase a squirrel faster than lightening. I’ve never had a chance to go fishing but I bet I would like it ’cause I love to splash in puddles. I’m a play puppy and a cuddler. I never want to fight or have anyone mad at me. I am OK sharing my food and water. I am a svelt 56 pounds (and large chested). All I really need is love and attention and to be treated well, and I will be yours forever. So, does anyone want to be my boyfriend? At least for this month?
Love and half-wiggles,
A hopeful Lucy
One of my blogging friends told me I did the right thing putting my stink on my new bed. Once my stink is on it, it is mine! With that in mind, I decided to get as much of my stink on the bed of He-Who-No-Longer-Exists as I could. Besides, he’s been gone about 87 days and I think by law he has forfeited his right to this bed. Maybe Frankie or Ernie could tell me for sure.
Mommy found Angel Lexi’s other shirt – she only had two shirts and a hoodie because of how much she hated clothes – and tried it on me. It’s the tiniest bit too big, but I have been wearing it anyhow. Maybe I will get more inspiration from Angel Lexi that way – or maybe she is just laughing at me! Can you read it? It says Life Is Short Bite Hard. BOL!
I am biting hard on this bone, for sure!
Hi Daddy! Don’t worry, I won’t bite you.
Lucy: Dad! Don’t let Xena bite me any more! My face already hurts from her teeth.
I am just going to hide out here in the bedroom until that shirt comes off Xena.
I think I will log some more hours in MY bed. Catch ya’ll later. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz
I’m not too picky about where I sleep. At home, I especially like the living room couch.
Lucy likes to curl up on the loveseat, across from the big couch. I think it’s ’cause that’s where Mom sits most of the time.
My next favorite place is in one of Riley’s beds. Maybe some day I will grow big enough to fill it up.
Last night Daddy was working on his computer at the kitchen counter. His coat fell on the floor, and it looked like a good place to snuggle so that I could be near him. I don’t get to see my Daddy very much ’cause we work at different places, and I miss him.
Riley likes to sleep on the orange chair in the living room. Daddy says it used to belong to my Auntie Jen, but now Riley has claimed it. They are almost the same color, te, he.
I haven’t seen Riley for a long time. Mommy said that him and Andrew are moving out. Riley will take his beds with him, so I won’t have anywhere left to sleep! Well, Mommy realized the same thing when we went to the Smart Pet Place on Lucy’s birthday. When we walked in the door, there was a great big bin with 87 dog beds, all in my exact size, and they were marked down to eight dollars. Mommy said that was a great deal and grabbed one as we were going through the line to pay for all of Lucy’s goodies. I refused to use it for a few days. I think I was in denial about losing Riley’s beds Riley moving out. But now I really like my new bed and sleep most of the night in it. A blanket and a squeaky bone toy that matches the bed all came with it. Sometimes I drag the blanket around the house with me. The bed and blanket are starting to smell like me, a good smell, not a new-from-the-store smell.
OK, I’ve got to go get ready for work now. ❤ puppy kisses
I am Xena the Schnauzer Warrior Princess with comfy beds
Did I tell you it did something called snow here on Tuesday? We left work early before the white stuff started falling out of the sky.
It’s time to go home already? I haven’t had my lunch!
Later, when me and Lucy went outside to potty, there was snow all over the ground. I didn’t like it much, but I did what I had to and went back in the house. Lucy had seen snow when she went to Ill in Noise with Daddy over Christmas. She didn’t seem to like it much either.
“What the dog is this stuff? Oh yeah, I remember now.”
“Let me in! It’s not supposed to do this here.”
The next morning we went to work late, so Mommy used the time to make me another shirt just like the first one, but it’s a large instead of a medium. She’s gotten faster, too. The first one took 3 1/2 hours. This one only took about 1 1/2 hours! I am wearing it in the picture of me (at the top).
Mommy didn’t want the Looster to be jealous of all my fine new clothes, but she can’t find a pattern big enough for her. Instead, she ordered her a new coat from Mrs. Amazon. It is a late birthday present, since the Smart Pet place didn’t have any to fit her, either.
It’s got snaps underneath and the big fleece collar is her hood that snaps on and off. It will keep her warm when it gets cold outside again. Maybe she will stop pulling my sweater off me now!
Finally, here’s my surprise…my new bedtime equipment:
This is what’s called a game-changer. Or steps. They used to belong to Angel Lexi, but that’s me on them now. I don’t have to wake Dad up to put me back in bed anymore. I go zoom! up and down so fast, maybe it is part of my super powers!
I am Xena the Schnauzer Princess Warrior with bed steps
Hi friends, this is Lucy. First, a big thank you to everyone who wished me a good birthday and Gotcha Day. Your wishes worked! We all went to the Smart Pet Store and I got petted by lots of people. One of the workers knelt down to adjust my harness and I gave her lots of sloppy kisses on her mouth. When we got home, Mom put my new collar on me and gave me my cow ear. I never had one before, but I can tell you this: no way was I sharing this yummy goodness with Xena!
Mommy got me two cow ears, yes, two, just for me. She put one away “for later.” Can you see my pretty new collar? The brown background matches my furs and the dots are bright and cheery, just like me. Mom put extra deer meat in my bowl at supper, and my tummy was full and happy when I went to bed to sleep between my Mom and Dad.
Xena wanted to show everyone her new jammies that our Mom made. My nose is in the picture, so I said it was ok.
Mom told Xena to “say cheese,” and Xena said she never gets any cheese.
Xena has some more news that I told her will have to wait until it’s her turn to write a blog. It’s a sunny 40 degrees (4 C) outside and I am going out to play in the yard now. I think I will roll Xena in the dirt and leaves – she likes that!
Love and Wiggles, Lucy ❤
Today is my Gotcha Day! I’ve been here with my Mom and Dad for one whole year. It’s also the day Mom and Dad are celebrating my birthday. So far all I’ve gotten is a late breakfast and left home alone. Hey, maybe they went out to get me something special!
When Mom brought me home from Food City Grocery that first day in the truck, Dad asked if I she found me in the dog food isle. Mom said, “Don’t worry, we’re not keeping her.” And Dad laughed and said, “Where have I heard that before?” (meaning when Mom brought home Riley). Dad’s birthday is tomorrow and he says I’m the best birthday present she could have given him. Anyhoo, if you want to read more about me and about my first gotcha day just click this link that is also at the top of our blog. Since I’m only two years old today, the page you go to isn’t very long. I’ll be adding more later, I hope.
Love and wiggles, Lucy
I was just thinking about all the yummy food I get to eat. Besides all the meat -that is always my favorite – I eat steamed broccoli and turnip greens and kale and mustard greens and carrots. I get pickled beets and sauerkraut and tiny tomatoes and kala…, er, Mommy how do you spell those olives? k-a-l-a-m-a-t-a. Yep, that’s them. And eggs, yep don’t forget them eggs. Mmmm. And coconut oil and krill oil and sardines, too. And fresh fruit when we can get it, like berries and apples and and applesauce, too. And pumpkin and other squashes. Can you tell I like to eat? Mommy says I wouldn’t be a schnauzer if I didn’t love food.
Lucy: Xena, I thought there was something else you wanted to show our friends.
Xena: Oh, you mean the picture from when you ran off and almost missed getting our special picture made!
Lucy: No, no there’s no pictures of me running off!
Xena: But that’s what the picture always reminds me of when I look at it. That’s the day you got double grounded. Hey, are you still double grounded?
Lucy: I don’t know. *hangs head* Mom and Andrew never let me out to run around loose in the yard any more. *mumbles* I think that’s why Riley dumped me.
Xena: What are you mumbling about Lucy?
Lucy: Nothing! Just drop it, OK?
Xena. OK, it didn’t sound interesting anyhow. So, here is our family picture!
I am Xena the Schnauzer Warrior Princess.
Xena: Lucy, why do you look so funny, like you have sun stripes?
Lucy: It’s probably the same bright light right next to you, Xena.
What light? Oh!
It goes all the way down…and if I follow it…
There’s my ball on the other side. I wonder if I can cross the sunbeam. I’ve heard you’re never supposed to cross light streams.
Lucy: Since you’re a dog and not a light stream, I think it would be ok.
Xena: There’s the bully horn on this side of the light.
Lucy: He, he, now your butt looks like mine did in the light, he, he.
Xena: So how’s this for butt in the light? I’m gonna chew up your bully horn.
Lucy: *fake sniffle and sob*
Xena: Aw, Lucy, I’m not really going to chew it up. You’re the bestest sister and friend in the whole world.
Happy New Year from your friends in Chattanooga.
Lucy, Xena and peeps
I’m home! I didn’t think me and Dad would ever get home. We left Ill in noise at 5:30 in the morning with the temperature at 6 degrees below zero. That’s minus 21 sell see us, per Mom. I never understood why Mom made me get that sweater from the smart pet place until I went to Ill in noise. It was so cold there that I thought my furs were going to freeze up and fall off. I started grabbing my sweater from the couch and taking it to Dad when I needed to go out. That, plus running a lot, helped.
Oscar never did warm up to me. And I bet he would have been warm to cuddle up to. On Christmas night, Dad’s sister and her husband and Daisy the Aussie mix dog came to stay. Do you know what Oscar did? He played with Daisy! I. Am. So. Mad.
On the drive home we had to wait to get through traffic with two axy dents. Plus, it took me forever to find a good place to poop. What Mom? TMI? But it did! OK, sorry. Now, where was I? We didn’t get home until almost 9 o’clock at night. Dad was sick so he went to bed. I pretty much fell over from exhaustion.
I felt better this morning, but Dad missed work and spent the whole day in bed. Come to think of it, he’s still there. Good thing Mom came home from work and gave me my supper. I thought maybe Xena would stay home with me today, but she said she had too much to do at work. I’ll let her tell you about that…
Hi, this is Xena! You see, I had to get my new super puter set up at work. The one I got for Christmas. Then I had to learn how to use it and get to work. You can see here that I am figuring out how to turn it on.
I finally got it turned on. There was a squirrel on the screen, but I was trying to find the mouse. Later Mommy told me the mouse was hiding underneath my puter. I did the best I could with a squirrel instead of a mouse, and got a lot of work done today.
Lucy: Thanks, Xena, I’ll take it from here.
It was good to see my guy Riley again. We pretty much just hung out. Then Xena got home from work.
Xena: Hey, what are you guys doing? Anyone want to chase me? Play keep-away? Tug-of-war? Anything?
We ignored her until she got bored and went away. It’s gotten to be bedtime, so I’ll sign off for now.
Love and wiggles, Lucy the travelling bully
Pee S: The weather person said it is supposed to get even colder up in the north, so, friends, stay in and stay warm and be sure to wear your sweater when you go out to potty.
Woof to all my friends! I didn’t mean to leave everyone in suspense. It’s just that I didn’t know any more than Xena did about where Dad and I were going. We drove for a long time before stopping for the night. We had a huge bed, sized for a king, so I slept right in the middle, up against my Dad. I wanted him to feel warm and safe, you know. Mom had packed my raw diet in portions for Dad to feed me breakfast in the hotel. I know that ’cause I had watched her weigh, package and label it all. So the next morning Dad dumped my breckies food into my bowl. Dad didn’t know how fast I always eat that yummy meat, so he thought I didn’t get enough and gave me another package! Woo hoo! Score! (Later Mom told him not to do that, and that he would have to come up with another meal for me!)
We piled back into the car and kept going into colder weather. Finally, we ended up at my grandma’s house in Illinois, where there was another surprise waiting. A cat had moved in. I tried to give a friendly greeting to Oscar, my grandma’s new cat. After sniffing me, he swatted my nose! Ow!! How rude!
I decided to leave Oscar alone the rest of the night and see if he felt any friendlier in the morning.
The next morning, after my first outie with my Dad, I wanted to go downstairs to my bedroom. Oscar growled, “Thou shalt not pass.” Huh?
I took this to mean I should run really fast down the stairs.
Speaking of running, Dad has been letting me run off-leash during the day when we go outside together. I run really, really fast and always come right back to him when he calls.
I spend time with my grandma during the day but I can’t sleep with her at night because of Oscar. Darn cat. Well, I’m still trying to win him over, and then we can both sleep with grandma.
Mom, be sure and tell Riley and Xena where I am and that I will be coming home after Christmas.
Love and wiggles, Lucy the un-grounded
Today was really different than most of my Thursdays. My big sister Lucy jumped into the back seat of the car and went to work with me and Mommy. Strangely enough, just knowing Lucy was in the car made me feel braver. I didn’t shake on the way like usual. Lucy told me she was almost the church dog, but it didn’t really work out. Sure enough, everyone knew her name and seemed happy to see her. I kept feeling braver. Whenever I heard someone come in, I barked and barked. Mommy kept telling me to stop barking. “Be quiet!” she said over and over. I thought she wanted me to be brave. “Well, I do,” Mommy said. “But that’s not brave – that’s obnoxious.”
When I showed Lucy my bed, she said it was her bed, too, when she was here. “It’s mine, now,” I said. “And do you see all these toys? Big Bear, Rope Chew, Blue Bone, and Hedgehog? They are all mine, too.”
After I made sure Lucy knew the boundaries, we played and argued over who should get pet every time someone came in our my office.
Mostly we played. Pretty soon it was time to go home. When we went outside, I got another surprise. Daddy was there, and he put Lucy in the car and left me and Mommy the truck. There was so much stuff in the car that Lucy barely fit in the back seat.
“Mommy, where’s Lucy and Daddy? Shouldn’t they be home by now?”
To be continued…
Mom tried to get all three of us – me, my guy, and my little sis – in a picture together. She has a new respect for all you peeps who do this on a regular basis. Here’s how it all started…
Xena: Hi Mom! Will you take my picture? Maybe another cuteness picture?
And continued…
Mom: That’s a great idea, Xena. In fact, I want to get pictures of all of you together.
Lucy: I don’t feel like getting my picture taken.
Riley: Me neither.
Mom: Come on you guys…it will be fun!
Lucy: I don’t want to do this today. And I don’t see any treats.
Xena: Is that a bug or part of the carpet? I think I’ll hop on it.
Mom: Xena, stay where you are. Riley, come on and get in the picture.
Mom: Lucy and Riley, you can do better than that! Look how nicely your little sister is posing.
Xena: I think it might be a bug. One of those ladybugs.
Lucy: Where?
Mom: Xena! Lucy! Look at me.
Mom: Riley, buddy. Do you think you could show less enthusiasm?
Riley: No. And I know sarcasm when I hear it.
Alas, exhausted from their failed photo shoot, all dogs fell asleep. And thus ends another attempt at a group photo card.
Now that I am double-grounded because I ran off about 87 times, I don’t get to run through the big yard and play with my guy, Riley. Sometimes we run up and down the fence together, with me in the dog lot and him in the big yard. And sometimes, just for me, Riley puts aside his disdain of getting his dainty paws messy in the dog lot. Yesterday was one of those times.
We walked and ran together.
We played tug-of-war and keep-away with the stick.
And Riley used his dainty yet powerful paws to try to dig a hole big enough so I could escape.
Lucy: Riley, stop! Andrew’s looking.
Riley: I’ll just push this brick in the hole to hide your exit route.
Lucy: Hi Andrew! Us? We weren’t doing anything.
Love and Wiggles, Lucy the Convict
Xena: Mommy, Mommy, where’s my breakfast? Mommy, Mommy, when am I going to meet my new friends?
Mom: I’m fixing your breakfast the same as I do first thing every morning, Xena, then we’ll be seeing your Auntie Jen, Uncle Bill and cousins Piper and Ella. 
Xena: Have they seen my latest cuteness picture? Are they going to love me?
Lucy: *sigh* I got this one, Mom. Yes Xena, they will love you. I met Auntie Jen and she is a lot like Mom. She’ll fuss over you and hold you and give you kisses. Piper has gotten to be a senior schnauzer, and he has recently gone blind, so take it easy on him, will you? And Ella is going to be MY friend, so paws off.
Mom: Lucy….
Lucy: Ok…she can be your friend too, but mostly mine.
(a few hours later)
Piper: Hi Lucy and Xena. I’m Piper. I used to live here before you did. I knew your sister, Angel Lexi, 87 years before she was an angel. We were BFF’s. We hung together all the time.
And this time, when Mom leaves, I’m goin’ with her. We’re a team, ya’ know.
Hi Lucy, I’m Ella. Look at pretty you! Me and you, we’re the same size! We could be friends. Wanna’ play?
Piper: Excuse me…how did I end up in this play pen? Let me out. There’s nothing wrong with my nose and I smell food.
Piper: That’s better! Oh, hi Aunt Amy. Got anything good there I can have?
So, the humans ate and drank and laughed and talked and enjoyed the day with family and friends who are also family. No one remembered to take pictures of Lucy and Ella playing. They played all day long and became the best friends we all hoped they would be. In fact, we even discussed them going back and forth between our homes in Chattanooga and Nashville each month, but no one was willing to give up their half of the duo for a month at a time.
Piper mostly tried to stay out of their way. Xena tried to keep up with them and did a lot of obnoxious schnauzer puppy yapping. Thank goodness she finally wore herself out.
Tired smiles and wiggles and snores from Lucy and Xena the Schnauzer Warrior Princess
EEEIEIEIEIE! SOMEONE’S GONNA PAY FOR THIS WITH THEIR FURS!!!!
I am Xena, the Avenging Schnauzer Warrior Princess
Mom took me to the smart pet place and I tried on lots of clothes. She finally decided on this sweater to keep me warm this winter. I think I look quite pretty in it. I got to wear it for the first time today because it was 32 degrees (that’s 0 degrees centigrade, says Mom) cold out this morning.
Here comes Xena. We are getting along great now. We are playing all the time. She makes ahrahrahr noises at me and I make them back at her while we play bitey face. Sometimes we play chase, too. It’s a modified bully breed kind of playing. I know now I have to be gentle with her, because 1. She is not a bully breed and 1. She is still a baby and 1. I don’t want to get into any more trouble. And besides, now I have clothes, just like her.
I love you, little sister. *licky kisses* Mmmm, your beard tastes good.
Love, Licks and wiggles,
Lucy
This is Amy, Mom to Lucy and Xena, as well as Angel Lexi. I am sharing my gratefulness today for Blogville. I first used Dogster. Dogster limited its users to 5 pictures and there was no real community there. Because it had been bought out with the new owners talking about closing down the blogging portion, I decided to create my own website to blog about Lexi, my thespian schnauzer. I soon became addicted, and was thrilled every time someone new found The Adventures of Lexi the Schnauzer – actually, I still am!
Of course it’s easy to become attached to animals. I was, however, a bit surprised when I found myself starting to really care about many of the people behind the keyboards. I watched a true community form whenever someone was in need – whether it was for prayer, encouragement, financial, or all three. Then, when I was losing – and lost – my heart dog Lexi I was overwhelmed by the kindness, the caring, and the support I got from this community of people I had never met in person. I don’t know what I would have done without you.
Now, you join me in enjoying the antics of my girls. You commiserate with Lucy over her trials with the “cute puppy,” applaud her in her victories, worry for her when she runs off, and rejoice when she shows the world that bullie breeds are actually sweet, loving dogs. You follow along with Xena as she learns about her world, overcomes her fears, tries to dominate her bigger siblings and grows way to fast. And you give me many smiles and some tears with pictures and stories of your own furbabies.
Thank you. thank you, thank you for all of this. I am grateful for each and every one of you — friends who have become family. Wishing you folks here in the U.S.A. a wonderful Thanksgiving and hoping everyone else celebrates right along with us.
God Bless.
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I am not allowed loose outside at all now, not since I ran away once or twice or was it four or five times? I’ve lost count. So I like to remember how much fun I used to have playing outside with Riley.
We hunted for the best sticks and carried them around together.
And tried to take them away from each other.
And played tug-of-war.
Sometimes we chased each other.
And played tug-of-war some more.
Pleasantly exhausted, we would finish the day with a good nap together. Just me and my guy. *sigh* Before I got double-grounded.
Licks and little wiggles, Lucy
Yep, it’s me. Can I help it if Mom doesn’t put the cotter pin in the gate and Riley opens it? We went to visit some of our favorite nearby folks. Just trying to be neighborly, ya’ know?
If it wasn’t for the new ID tag Mom got me I might have been able to stay out longer. But the neighbors called Mom and Mom called Andrew and Andrew came and got us – after he found his way back home from tromping through the woods into different neighborhoods looking for us. He was not a happy camper, I can tell you. ~Lucy, the Delinquent
What can I say? I mean, what do you say when your girlfriend tells you she wants go go on a date? I mean, like, when she bats her big eyes at you and says things like, “You’re so good at opening gates, sweetie pie!” I’ll tell you what. You don’t say anything. You just open the gate and take her on a date. ~Riley, the Unjustly Accused
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