I am embarrassed to have to submit a retraction or correction or both. I mistakenly said Jema is a maltese, when she is obviously a Yorkie. *hangs head*
Here, again, is Jema, the YORKSHIRE TERRIER (YORKIE)
Lucy, the embarrassed Reporter, with thanks to Miss Monika and Wilson from Tails Around the Ranch for so sweetly suggesting that I may have made a mistake.
Groomer Mom: Lucy, dear, as your typist and proof-reader, I take full responsibility. You are cleared of any mis-reporting. Why don’t you go out in the cool morning air and lay in the sun for a while? I know you love to do that. Lucy: Ok, thanks, Mom. *wags*
Lucy, Ace Reporter here to woof to you about the latest two grooms.
Since Mom retired at the end of last month, she has gotten four new pups in to groom. Today I’m reporting on the last two. They are sisters, and older girls…like me. Oh, and Groomer Mom forgot to get “before” pictures. I think she was a bit overwhelmed. They hadn’t been groomed for 6 months. Their Mom explained that they’ve both had lots of medical issues and they’ve spent a small fortune at the vet. Mostly, they’ve been afraid to leave them with a groomer because of health and behavior issures.
This is Jema. She’s a 13-year-old maltese. She’s really tiny and really sweet.
Because of awful matting, she had to be shaved everywhere except the top of her head and ears. Speaking of ears, she kept rolling over on her right side and jerking away and even rolling onto her side when G. Mom tried to do anything with that ear. It was totally full of …well, of something. G. Mom showed Jema’s Mom when she came back. She said that Jema had already been to the vet once with that ear, and G. Mom said she needed to go again.
Next up is Annie the 14-year-old Maltese. She was an even bigger challenge.You can see where she had licked and chewed all the hair off the tops of her front feet. She has lots of allergies. She also had lots of really big mats, close to her skin.
Because of her white hair, G. Mom couldn’t use a short blade or Annie would have been bald, nothing but pink skin. So the struggle with a longer blade ensued. Oh, did I mention that Annie barked the entire time she was being groomed? She only stopped long enough to reassess her situation when G. Mom put her in the tub. Yes, it was “Bark.” pause “Bark.” pause “Bark” pause for almost an hour and a half.
G. Mom also experienced a “first” with Annie. She let her entire, full bladder loose on the grooming table. It took two grooming towels to sop it up and then clean the table. After a bit, Jema pooped on the table. No problem. G. Mom scooped it into a bag for disposal. After her bath, Jema managed to finish emptying her bladder on the table. *sigh* Wow did G. Mom grab her up fast so she wouldn’t step in it right after her bath. At that point, I thought my good mother G. Mom would loose it. But no. She gently took Jema’s face in her hands and said she would rather her mess on the table and bark than try to bite her. So I guess they were still on good terms when Jema’s groom was through.
Her pawrents returned and were very pleased. G. Mom told them about the health problems she found. Then she laughed and told them about Jema. They said she barked the whole time no matter where they took her, and also messed in the car and anywhere else she went. Well, at least it wasn’t a statement of hating to be here!
After all that, they rewarded (paid) G. Mom well, and are planning on coming back in ahout 6 weeks. We’ll have the ear plugs and clean-up crew on stand by!
Lucy, Ace Reporter, wrapping up my report on another set of new grooms. Hope to see y’all again soon!
Mommy, you know these summer jammies that you made for me and put on me last night after you turned off the lights? Well, they’re inside out. How embarrasing.
Thanks to Comedy Plus for hosting Wordless Wednesday Blog Hop!
Hi Mom. Do you want me to do a Sunday selfie? I was just thinking…I’m eleven and one half years old. Maybe I should be doing more selfies.
Lucy, dear, I would absolutely love you to do a selfie today. Ready?
Lucy: But Chia posed right away when you asked who wanted to do a selfie today. Maybe I should let her. Mom Amy: OK, if it will make you happy, I don’t think anyone will mind if we add Chia, too. Here we go.
Lucy: That’s so pretty of Chia, Mom. And look how her tail is wagging. She can be so jealous if I get attention, but I know she really does love me. But Mom, what about Xena? She posed as soon as you asked, too. I don’t want her to feel left out.
Mom Amy: *sigh* Ok, sweet girl, if that will make you happy.
Thanks to Angel Brian, who is hosting Thankful Thursday, as well as Angel Sammy for the great picture every week.
The New Monarch by Xena
“Lion King! Lion King! Where can he be?” The meerkats cried ‘neath their lookout tree. “We’ve searched through the bushes, the grass and the sand— We need a great ruler to govern our land!”
They shouted again, “Oh, King, hear our call!” Then something came trotting, quite proud and quite small. With leggings and eyebrows and beard flowing free, She marched through the brush like pure royalty.
The meerkats went silent. “Well… who might YOU be?”. She lifted her chin. “You may call me Queen Xe. “You wanted a monarch? Your searching is through. I’m clever, I’m fearless—and beautiful, too!”
They looked at each other. “A schnauzer? Our queen?” “The finest,” said Xena, “that you’ve ever seen.” Then one meerkat whispered, “The Lion King’s late…” Queen Xena just smiled. “His loss. Don’t I look great!”
The End
Chia: Queen Xe?? BOLBOLBOLBOL!!!!!! I’m thankful my sis has a great sense of humor. Xena: Please don’t forget to add that I am also a better poet than you.
Chia: BOL! I’m also thankful that my Mom and my sisters are all home with me all day now that they’ve all retired. I love when we’re all together…almost as much as I love the car rides I get to go on now. Xena: Where do you go? Chia: Oh, nowhere much. I just love to watch out the window at everything as we go along. I have a great imagination, you know!
Lucy: I’m thankful that I’ve finally adjusted to not going to work on Wednesdays. I’m going for walks every morning with my sisters and my Mom. And I lay with my head up against my Mom when she sits on the couch typing or watching TV or reading. Although, she’s usually running around the house doin’ stuff.
Mom Amy: I’m very thankful to be home with you, too, Lucy, as well as both your sisters. Now, if the “feel like” temp in the afternoons would just get below 90F/32C…or even below 100F/38C!
Lucy, Xena and Chia: We don’t want to go without saying thank you to all our loyal readers, too. We love you!
Friz: I think here is where I’m supposed to say “Thanks to Comedy Plus for hosting Wordless Wednesday Blog Hop!” Did I do that right, Xeboo?
Xena: *barking loud* Don’t call me Xeboo! Fritz: But, but, that’s what Chia said you like to be called. Xena *Barking even louder* CHIA!!!
Fritz: Well, all you need today are my pictures to tell my story! PeeEss: I’m still a bit afraid to go through the doggie door without someone holding it open a bit for me. Sometimes Aunt Amy does that, and sometimes sweet Xena does that for me.
Thanks to Angel Brian, who is hosting Thankful Thursday, as well as Angel Sammy for the great picture every week.
Fritz: I came over to play with Chia and Xena all day on Tuesday. Chia went into play position, but first I thought I’d give her some happiness by licking her, well, her privates. She turned on me and growled that she wasn’t like that and now I could go to H-E- double hockey sticks. Not sure where that is, but it doesn’t sound good.
So next I went to Xena and tried to lick her how she has liked it in the past. But then she turned around fast and growled, “No! You’re nothing but a playboy pup!”
Then Lucy turned to me and said, “Looks like you really stuck your nose in it this time.” I didn’t understand, since I hadn’t even pooped on the floor yet. (That came later.) *sigh*
To make up with Xena, I asked if we could do the Thursday poem together. She was quiet for a moment, then looked at me real weird like and said, “Sure, let’s do that.” So, here we go. *wags*
Xena: First, I want to say that I think you’ll know if it’s me or Fritz on each line of poetry. We pretty much take turns.
I Walked My Girl by Xena and Fritz
I took my girl down the trail. I told the boy he must stop. I thought she wanted some tail. I banged on his head, bop, bop!
I’m not your lover, you know. Give it a chance, you could be! I’ll plant you under that tree!! Alone on home each did go.
The End
Fritz: I don’t like our poem. Xena: Well, I’ll be thankful if you got the message. Fritz: Hmmm. Wanna play with the toys with me?
Lucy: I’m thankful that Fritz is obsessed with Chia and especially with Xena so that he leaves me pretty much alone. My days of dealing with puppies are over.
Fritz: I’m thankful that when I stay with my Aunt Amy that, when the girls get fed, she feeds me yummy food, too. I lick my dish clean!
Mom Amy: I’m very, very thankful that I am no longer working and can spend free time holding my sweet girls (and Fritz, when he comes over, LOL). I’m also very thankful for the wonderful trip to San Diego that my precious hubby took me on as a retirement gift! I’ll have some more pictures from the zoo and other places in future posts.
Lucy: Mom, can I have another thankful? Yes? OK, I’m very thankful for Miss Christy who stayed with us. I slept right up against her every night. And I laid on the couch with my head on her lap when she was watching TV. I love Miss Christy, and she love me too.
Xena and Chia together: Me too! Me too!
Happy Thursday to everyone, and we’ll be seeing y’all soon!
It says, “To the Xena Sandy.” That’s me! I think I’ll take it inside to open it.
Chia: What’s that, Xe? Xe: It’s my mail.
Xena: I can’t read it. Chia: That’s cause it’s upside down. Xena: I think I’m getting 199 treats.
Mom Amy: When my miniature schnauzer started getting urgent notices about her mortgage, I knew something was wrong. Apparently, Xena, owns our house now. She also received a “Final Notice” about her mortgage from a company that admits—in the fine print—that it isn’t affiliated with our credit union. Also, we no longer have a mortgage…
I took the notice to TVFCU (Tennessee Federal Credit Union) and gave it to them to scan and send out to all their clientelle. Not everyone has a Xena to tip them off.
Xena: Thanks to Angel Brian, who is hosting Thankful Thursday, as well as Angel Sammy for the great picture every week. Chia’s supposed to be writing the poems every week this month. But let me tell you what happened. Yesterday, Fritzie was here. Chia got so excited and so jealous of me that she attacked me and I had to fight back. Thankfully, no one got hurt. After that, Fritz and I went outside together, and that made Chia even madder. Mommy finally told her if she didn’t stop this nonsense right now, she would have to go in the kennel. So she stopped. As punishment for her bad behavior, she had to let me write the poem today. Boy, is she ever gonna be unhappy when she sees my poem, BOL!
Xena and Fritz by Xena Schnauzer Princess
Xe, I’m glad I found you. You’re in the woods alone, Here at this old cabin With no food and no phone.
“I needed time alone,” Woofed Xena with a sigh. “I have feelings for you, About that I won’t lie.
The woods, the stream, the peace All helped me clear my head. You’re still a pup, dear Fritz. About us, I misled.”
Jump in my car, sweet Xe. Do you see that wee boat? Our moms and Chia’s here. I’ll leave them a quick note. (lifts back leg)
No, I’ll go back with them. Our (almost) love affair is done. Please play with Chia too. She’s really lots of fun.
And so the story ends With a schnauzer’s broken heart. But new ones will begin, With friendships to restart.
The End
Chia: Xena, I’m kinda glad that you did the poem today. *hugging Xena* The ending was perfect, and I don’t want to fight with you anymore over Fritz. I’m thankful you’re my sis.
Lucy: I’m thankful you two have made up. And that you both keep Fritz busy so he doesn’t bother me.
Xena: I just want to clarify: I wasn’t the schnauzer with the broken heart in the poem. For real, I’m thankful that no one has a broken heart! I’ve seen that happen to Lucy and it’s no fun. In the meantime, me and Chia will both keep playing with Fritzie. He’s got so much energy it takes both of us to keep up with him.
Fritz: Hi everyone! I’m thankful that Aunt Amy lets me come over and stay when my folks have to be gone several hours or more. It’s always fun and there’s really good food, too!
Xena: Who let Fritz back in? Oh well, he’s here, so Chia, why don’t you play with him. We’ll be back soon with some big news. For now, have a Thankful Thursday!
Chia: A BIG thanks to Angel Brian, who is hosting Thankful Thursday, as well as Angel Sammy for the great picture every week of MY BIRTHDAY MONTH!!!
This one was fun to write, since I love, love, love to run, run, run!
OUR PINK RACE by Chia
My Dad participated In a race to help sick kids. He wore pink, as rules stated. The pink bike was overrated.
My peeps sister got the crud, So I was her look-alike. As a team we plowed through mud And screamed in sheer delight.
As we went we yelled and barked, We knew we had the lead! Then looked ’round, no trail was marked. “We’re lost!” my Dad decreed.
In defeat, we found our way Back to our starting point. We didn’t win—but Dad and I Were the best dressed at the joint!
Xena: You know, Chia, you’ve gotten really good at this. But maybe I should write next week’s… Chia: Fat chance, sis. It’s MY birthday month. Xena: You can’t blame a schnauzer for trying. *sigh* So, Tuesday evening it felt like something had stung the paw pad on my front left paw. I held it up and licked and chewed it and limped all evening. Mommy gave me a benedryl, so I slept good all night, and the next morning my paw was ok again. I’m so, so thankful it’s ok and I didn’t have to go to the vet! Oh, and I WAS thankful for Fritzie. We’ve been playing a lot and he asked me again to be his girl. But when I said no, he started playing with Chia. Now I’m mad at him.
Chia: I’m tired of playing with Fritzie, Xena. You can have him back. Oh yeah, thankfuls. Hmmm…I pulled one of my baskets full of toys off the fireplace seat and have been playing with them. Me and Mom play tug o’ war and keep away. I’m thankful my Mom likes to play with me!
Lucy: I’ve been feeling much more like myself since Mom found out what my allergies are and changed my diet.I greeted everyone at work – especially the Al Anon ladies – with enthusiasm and lots off wags and smiles. I’m so thankful I feel so good again!
Chia: I guess that’s it for today. We’re Lucy, me and Xena wishing you a run-around-the-block and eat all your favorite foods kind of day! XOXOXOX
Thanks to Rosy and Sunny of The LLB Life for hosting Nature Friday!
We have a mess.
We’ve had a mess for almost 3 months.
It rained so much for a whole month, the septic repair guy couldn’t do anything about it. And he was booked up, everyone waiting the same as me.
It kept getting worse.
The yard turned into a swamp. The road in front of our house was continually wet. The grass couldn’t be mowed. Water was even running out of the small spaces between the driveway cement plates. Meantime, the grass just kept growing, taller and taller.
I was embarrassed. We don’t live in a “rich” neighborhood, but everyone except for the guy down the street who lost his wife a few years ago, keeps their yards nice, plants flowers, etc.
Then we got our every other month water bill. It had jumped from under $30 to over $200.
We found out that the water line had broken first, which overwhelmed the septic line, and then it broke, too.
The septic repair people came out and fixed the water line. Then they had to go back to their customers who were still ahead of me on their schedule. At least the swamp dried up.
Above, grass over a foot tall, and bare dirt where digging was done.
Below, a quick panorama of our front yard.
On top of that, our neighbor boys, who cut our grass, were gone on a family vacation for 2 1/2 weeks. So the dog lot didn’t get cut either. Do you know what loves to live in tall grass? Yep, fleas. The pups all started getting fleas. I thought the essential oil doo dads on their collars would repel the fleas. Then I checked the doo dads and saw they were all dried up. So I ordered more, and they came in under a week. I haven’t seen any fleas on them since that.
I kept trying to get someone out here to cut all the grass. Finally a guy came out while I was at work. He looked around and quoted $150. Yikes! But I had to get it all cut. See previous mention of embarressment. He said he could get his crew out here the next day. I asked, if, in the meantime, he could just cut the dog lot. (See previous comment about fleas.) He said he didn’t have a mower with him, but could use the weedwacker. So he did. Then I was able to put down diatomaceous earth in the lot when I got home. And I never saw or heard from him again — even though he didn’t get paid.
A week later the boys came home and mowed the dog lot. However, they didn’t have the equiment to mow the front jungle. It still looks like the picture.
Additionally, Xena is allergic to flea bites. At one point her poor tummy was getting infected from her chewing on it, so on goes the Cone of Honor…yes, that’s what we call it around here. Her tummy’s ok now, but she is still wearing the cone.
It rained hard today, so that would have “inactivated” the diatomaceous earth. Now I’m waiting for my order of “Food Grade” Diatomaceous Earth to show up from Amazon. None of the stores around here carry the Food Grade. With that, I won’t have to stand out in the yard with them to be sure none of them start eating grass – which they have a tendancy to do. *sigh*
Now hubby is saying to not worry about the grass in the front yard. After it’s all fixed, we’ll have to have the whole thing landscaped…dirt levelled, grass seed planted, I don’t know what else.
Chia: A BIG thanks to Angel Brian, who is hosting Thankful Thursday, as well as Angel Sammy for the great picture every week of MY BIRTHDAY MONTH!!!
Here’s the picture and my poem:
A Perfect Day with My Friends, by Chia, still the birthday month girl
I made two new friends and they really like me! They sniffed me and asked me if I wanted to see The track where they ran, and I jumped up in glee! A place I could run without copping a plea!!
They ran and I passed them, but soon they both stopped. I just kept going til my heart almost popped. Let’s go take a swim, there’s a pool that’s divine. My friends were more fun than swiss cheese and red wine!
Later we went out for milk and raw meats. The cafe was crowded, but we found three seats. I’ll always remember the best day I ever had. I’d do it all again tomorrow… and that would make me glad! 🐾
The End
Chia: Wow, I sure wish I had a big track to run on and lots of things to stop and sniff along the way. Even so, I’m still very thankful for my family and all my good friends, like Miss Jentry and Miss Christy and Miss Susan and Aunt Clare and all my great blog friends, too!
Lucy: I’m thankful that Mom had me tested for allergies and took away all the food that was making me feel bad. I have really yummy new food now from Dogs Eat Raw. It’s duck with a few other ingredients that I can eat, too. Mom noticed the difference in me when I went to work with her yesterday. I was much happier and interacted more with all the Al-Anon folks again.
Xena: I’m thankful that the neighbor boys mowed the dog lot this morning while we were at work. And I’m thankful that Mommy ordered some food grade Diatomaceous earth to sprinkle all over it. I can’t wait until it’s in the dog lot, cutting all the little fleas to pieces. They like me best, and I itch and itch and itch when I get bit! Also, because it’s the food grade one, we can still chew on the grass when it starts growing again. Lucy especially likes to do that instead of eating stones.
Wishing a happy an Thankful Thursday to all our friends and friends-to-be. Chi, Lucy and Xena
Xena: This is a post I started almost a year ago. I forgot about it and Mommy just found it in the not-finished pile. Right now I’m back in the Cone o Honor, but I haven’t had to go to the doctor or get on prescription meds. It’s mostly because of flea bites. I’m allergic to flea bites! And the grass got so high that fleas had decided it was a good place to live until they could hop onto unsuspecting dogs, like all 3 of us. More about why the grass was so high later. For now, here’s my story.
Xena: I was put in the car and forced to go to the vet early Saturday morning. Mommy didn’t have an appointment, but prepared to sit there all day until one of the vets looked at my poor chewed up tummy; the big flakes of dandruff on my chest; my really red eyes; and the crusty bumps from where I chewed my body.
In spite of everything Mommy does for me, I still get allergies starting in September. They haven’t been as bad lately, and are always cleared up by November. November came and went and I was still itchy. Now it’s December and no sign of them abating. (Do you like my new word?) I’ve been having to live with the Cone of Honor around my neck, and I don’t get to chew the itchy spots.
Oh, and Mommy said I smelled bad, too!
Back to my no-appointment vet visit. Seems two of the three vets there called off on Saturday morning and they were booked solid. They wouldn’t even try to fit me in. I thought, “Yay, now we can head home and I won’t have to shake and shiver anymore.” But oh no, Mommy just drove a ways down the street and took me to the emergency animal clinic. I had to start shaking and shivering again.
The people were very nice at the front desk so they could get Mommy’s credit card. Then the nurse, yes, she said she was the nurse, in the room started a new “chart” for me. She wrote down every single supplement I take – Mommy had packed them all in a big baggie and brought them with us. And then, the nurse asked if it was OK to carry me to the back (the dreaded back!) to weigh me and take my temperature. That’s when Mommy intervened for me. She said, “Xena is 8 years old and only had her temperature taken once, back when she was a puppy. She screamed so loud all our eardrums about burst.” The nurse thought a moment and said they could use a thermometer under my arm. So they did. And I didn’t scream. And no one’s eardrums burst.
So, to make a long story shorter, the vet prescribed a medicine called prednisone to get things under control while the other meds kicked in. Then he prescribed a medicine to clear up the yeast and one to clear up the bacterial infection. We got two of the meds there, but had to drive to the Walmart pharmacy with a prescription to get one of the last one.
I thought I would have to wait in the car, but Mommy pulled off my Cone of Honor and carried me in the store and back to the pharmacy. The pharmacist asked if I had ever been there before. (do you think she was serious? Come on, I’m a dog. What was she thinking? Then she asked my name, and Mommy told her “Xena.” Then, she asked my last name. If I wasn’t so stressed out from the vet’s, I would have laughed. But Mommy told her that, and my birthdate and my address where I live and wished I was at right then. However, this was getting really interesting.
She said we could come back for the pills in 20 minutes or wait. Mommy said we would sit on the bench right there and wait. Pretty soon the pharmacist came out to tell us the pills were ready, and it had only been about half that long! At the window to get my pills, the lady there set a prescription bottle down for us. It was filled with dog treats! Then she gave Mommy the medicine bottle (filled with medicine) and we were able to go home.
The meds worked and I stopped itching and the yeast is going away and the bacteria infection is pretty much gone. I hate this time of year!
Well, that was my post from last year that never got published ’til now. I’m thankful I don’t have a yeast or bacterial infection this year…just flea bites….
Chia: I know a lot of you have seen this video before, but hey, it’s the 4th of July, so let’s celebrate! (Keep reading for the beginning of my birthday day!)
First, our tribute to the USA…
Chia: Now, here’ sone of my birthday surprises.
I love to go on car rides, but don’t get to go very often. Today, Mom held me in her lap while Dad drove us to McDonald’s! All they ordered was an ice cream in a cup. I thought darn, I don’t get anything. Besides, I was too happy just to go for a ride to really care. Then we went home. When Dad pulled the car into the garage, Mom said, “Happy birthday, Chia. This is all for you!” Without the distraction of driving down the road, I took a taste. Yummmmmmmmy! Then we got out of the car…
…and I ate about half of the ice cream before Mom said, “Let’s save some of it for later.”
I also got part of something called a cupcake. It was so, so yummy. And for my supper I got ALL meat. No veggies and no fruit. Just duck! It’s been a specially good day. I think I’m gonna like being six years old!
Chia: A BIG thanks to Angel Brian, who is hosting Thankful Thursday, as well as Angel Sammy for the great picture every week!!! It’s now my birthday month. We celebrate on the 4th of July, probably cause I’m a firecracker, BOL! Even so, I’m sweet and loving and really smart. I’m even the favorite of three of Mom’s friends. Mom hosted “Girls’ Night” last Thursday, and Miss Jentry came. I was over the moon excited to see her!! I hope she comes back this week. Anyhow, those are my thankfuls, and no, Xena, I don’t have to start them by saying, “I’m thankful that…”
I get to do the picture poems this month, so here we go! *wiggling all over*
The Best Seat in the Houseby Chia
They say that happiness comes from things That money cannot buy. A comfy couch, a faithful friend, A lazy summer sky.
Gus stretches out from end to end, Without a care or fuss. While Chia claims a little space While cuddling close with Gus.
No words are shared, no plans are made, No grand adventures start. Just quiet trust and side-by-side— The language of the heart.
Lord, thank You for these simple gifts, Sometimes that’s all we need. So hold close these friendships dear, No matter what your breed.
Chia: This picture of me with this big red dog reminded me of snuggling with Riley. I usually slowly slipped down off the top of the couch to lay on his back. He never minded. Hmm, I just realized how much I miss that big boy. I’m thankful he was in my life for over four of my almost six years.
Xena: I’m thankful my Daddy came home from In Dee Anna last Sunday. Chia: Me too! Me too! Me too! He’s my very favorit’me person after Miss J of my almost six entry!
Lucy: I’m thankful that the workmen found the water leak in the front yard. It was on the water pipe partway down our yard. And I heard that something strange happened. All that water made the septic line (I learned that it is where all the water coming back out of the house goes, as well as other gross things) anyhow, the septic line burst and between the two lines breaking, our whole front yard was what Mom not so fondly called a swamp. So was the street in front of our yard. This went on for about two months until a plumber finally found the problem. The plumber and his dad dug up half the yard and fixed the water leak. They’re supposed to come back next week to fix the septic line. The yard has already dried up! No wonder Mom and Dad’s every other month water bill went from under $30 to over $200! Pretty soon, after all the digging and fixing’s done, we’ll all be able to run around the front yard again!
Chia: Lots of love to everyone and Happy 250th Birthday to our country (on my birthday!!) I’m thankful that the workmen found the water leak in the front yard. It was on the water pipe partway down our yard. And I heard that something strange happened. All that water made the septic line (I learned that it is where all the water coming back out of the house goes, as well as other gross things) anyhow, the septic line burst and between the two lines breaking, our whole front yard was what Mom not so fondly called a swamp. So was the street in front of our yard. This went on for about two months until a plumber finally found the problem. The plumber and his dad dug up half the yard and fixed the water leak. They’re supposed to come back next week to fix the septic line. The yard has already dried up! No wonder Mom and Dad’s every other month water bill went from under $30 to over $200! Pretty soon, after all the digging and fixing’s done, we’ll all be able to run around the front yard again!
Chia: Lots of love to everyone and Happy 250th Birthday to our country (on my birthday!!)
A BIG thanks to Angel Brian, who is hosting Thankful Thursday, as well as Angel Sammy for the great picture every week!
Xena: This is the last Thursday of my Birthday Month. I am so thankful that so many of you stuck with me, reading my previous birthday posts and also about me! It makes me feel loved…almost as much as when Mommy baby-holds me or gives me extra yummy food and treats!. Today’s picture is a fun one again. Hope you like it, cause next week starts my sis Chia’s birthday month. Who knows what she’s gonna come up with on Thursdays, BOL!
Snoring Turbulence by Xena the Birthday Month Schnauzer
Excuse me sir, but you must awake. You’re causing the whole jet to shake. I’m being nice, don’t make me bark. Or the guy behind you might jump and fart.
I’ll get the pilot who was once a bouncer; His name is Yogi and he’s got brown fur. I hope you have wings, cause you’ll soon fly From plane to earth, through the blue sky.
Well, that didn’t work, he’s still asleep. Try relaxing, big guy, and counting sheep. Or hang on tight, cause we’ll soon land. And you’ll have fun on Hawaii’s white sand.
The End
Chia: That was a good last poem for your birthday month, Xena. I can’t wait to see the picture for next week. I’m gonna do a great poem. It’ll be just a coupla days before the 4th of July, so I bet there’ll be firecrackers in the picture. I’m thankful that Mom makes us special treats for our birthday. Xena’s applesauce bars were good…I wonder what kind I’ll get! And I’m glad my Dad will be back from In Dee Anna this Saturday night. I’ve had to have Mom hold me instead of my Dad. The only problem with that is I have to wait for Xena to get off of her…
Lucy: I’m thankful that Mom found me all kinds of food and treats that I can eat, now that we know my allergies…soft all natural duck from We Feed Raw, and dried treats like elk, bison and venison!
All: Hoping everyone remembers to be thankful today for the blessings in their lives! We are!!
I'm Dalton, a Rat terrier mix and I came here in Sept, 2017, I was rescued from Hurricane Harvey. My birthday is 8-20-2016. My Gotcha Day is 8-27-2017. And I am Benji, a terrier mix of unknown origin. MY Birthday is June 6, 2018, and my Gotcha Day is Dec 28, 2018. I also was a rescue from a different part of Texas. We also have Angel MrJackFreckles, (2-5-2018); and also we have Angel Minko, (6-18-2017); and Angel Pipo, (11-3-2020);There are also Angels Groucho, Simba, Suki, & Toki. We meezers used to be known as WeBeesSiameezers. We'e all from Michigan, Dalton and Benji both came here from Texas, as rescues..
Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess with Lucy and Chia 