That always reminds us to be thankful for our blogging friends. Y’all mean so much to us!
Xena: It’s almost time to pack our food – and warm clothes – and head up to In Dee Anna where all our relatives live. Not that we like to wear clothes, mind you, but it’s better than freezing in super cold weather that we’re none of us are used to, right? I’m thankful that all our relatives love us. OK, so they seem to love Lucy most, but me and Chia, we’re working on that. It’s just that Lucy doesn’t even have to try.
And we’re all thankful for the new food Mommy’s been giving us. It’s from someone named Ollie, and they go to all the trouble of mixing up veggies and fruit and raw meat and grinding it up and packaging it in just the right size portions for a meal (but mine could be bigger!) and freeze drying it and mailing it to us! We love it, and we get our food sooner cause Mommy doesn’t have to put it all together from scratch and weigh it and all that stuff. Mommy says she’s especially thankful for the time it puts back in her day. And she says if anyone wants to try it, she’ll send you a referral link for 90% off.
Riley: Thanks, Angel Sammy of TWO Spoiled Cats, for hosting Poetic Thursday. You’re doin’ a great job, Buddy.
My Very Own Baby by Riley
Watch that baby or the elves will get ‘im. They’ll bring him to me, and I’ll never lose ‘im. I love babies and kids of all ages. One look is all and my heart engages. I’ll never have my very own kid, So could I have yours? May I have yours? Can I have your baby?
Finally, for anyone who didn’t get our Christmas card, please know this is for you!
Have a woofin’ and meowin’ great day! And a holly jolly Christmas!
Many thanks to Miss Sandee at Comedy Plus for hosting Awww Monday!
Chia: Hi Mom, let’s sit here together on the couch while you watch your favorite Amazon show…like we always do!
Riley: Nope, my turn.
Chia: *thinking to self* There’s gotta be a way....
Riley: *thinking* Crazy little dog just doesn’t know any better. Hmmm, that massage felt good, and I do kinda like how cozy warm I feel with her and the blanket on me, and she really doesn’t weigh that much…
The Mom’ note: Chia pulled the blanket off the back of the couch onto Riley’s back, then did a lot of rearranging and digging at it before settling in. I fully expected Riley to growl, show his teeth, snap at her…something! Especially since he’s got arthritis in the area where she’s laying. Nope. They both slept like that for an hour.
This is it. Me and Xena, we officially hate Halloween.
Chia: What did I do to deserve this. Wait! Don’t answer that.
Xena: Angel Lexi, I’m sorry for posting the picture of you in this abominable costume earlier this month. And, like you, I’m frozen to the spot while dressed like this.
I am Xena Schnauzer (not skunk) Warrior Princess, who isn’t even getting any candy for (being forced to) dressing up.
Happy Halloween, Bwahahahaha!
Many thanks to Miss Sandee at Comedy Plus for hosting Awww Monday!
Hi Folks, Lucy here. First, big wags to our friends over at of the LLB Gang for hosting Nature Friday! Riley and Xena and I took a walk around the neighborhood yesterday and saw all the pretty colors and fun Halloween decorations. Chia goes early every morning for a fast, 30 minute walk with Mom, but we don’t get to go. Riley can’t handle it (shhh, don’t let him know I told you) and Mom says Chia by herself is enough of a handful, BOL! So she stayed home (and screamed) while we finally got our walk. Here’s some of what we saw.
This first house looks like a crime scene!
Aren’t the leaves on that tree beautiful? And I wagged my tail at the happy jack-o-lanterns.
While Mom was waiting for Riley to make his slow way up the driveway once we got back home, she got a picture of me and Xena in front of our fall flag.
I promise we’re not sticking our tongues out at you. It had gotten pretty hot in the sun, and with Riley, we had a very slow, sunny walk! We don’t care though. We were all just happy to be out walking with our Mom on a gorgeous fall day. Have a great weekend, everyone!
*wags* and *wiggles* Lucy, Xena and Riley Xena: Hey Riley, you almost to the house yet?
Lucy: Hey Xena, I know Mom took you out for a car ride this morning. Mom, do you want me to do the Ace Reporting on it?
Xena: No thanks, Luce. I can handle it myself, but thanks for the offer.
Xena here. I went to one of those big hardware stores whose name rhymes with lows like the noise cows do, and walked all around with Mommy this morning. I did better about not being afraid of buggies and stuff, and was only a little shy when a nice lady reached her hand out for me to sniff it. We kinda steered away from all the big, scary Halloween blowups. From there we drove to the pet store where Mommy previously got my new pink harness that Chia has ended up wearing. She had her own blue one, but she chewed it up about a year ago. These harnesses tighten when we pull on the leash, so they won’t slip off. And since Chia has slipped the old red and black harness we have and then ran off for a while, Mommy’s been putting what should bemy harness on her every morning when she goes out for her twicearoundtheneighborhood walk. So I’ve been stuck with the old one she got for a dollar at a yard sale. Mommy thinks I back away every time she tries to put it on me cause I don’t like harnesses. Wrong!! I just don’t like that one!
Chia: Hey! Did you get a treat while you were gone? I can smell something on your beard.
Xena: Maybe. Hmm, so where was I? Oh yes, the harness. So backing up to yesterday (I’m really good at backing, you should see!) we all went for our DNA HW blood draw at two different vets. Riley has his very own vet place cause he’s a “handful” everywhere else. When we got to my vet, Mommy was trying to get everyone out of the car and make sure she had a good hold on Chia’s leash so she didn’t “take off.” Mommy had everyone out but Lucy, who was seat belted in the front. When she got Lucy out she looked down to see that one of the leashes was still attached to a harness but the dog was gone. It was me, BOL! I had quietly slipped that stupid black and red harness and started across the little parking lot to hide around the corner of the building. Nope, I don’t like goin’ to the vet place. But being a good girl, I came back when Mommy called me. Then I signaled everyone to wrap the leashes around Mommy’s legs, and I tried to take off again. I ended up in the vet’s anyhow.
That takes us to today. At the pet store, I got a brand new, never used, turquois blue harness, just like what was my pink one that Chia now wears since she chewed up her turquois blue one.
Chia: Hey, is that a new harness?
Xena: Yes, it’s MY new harness, and if you chew it up I’ll eat your breakfast for the next 87 days while you’re out walking with Mommy. See, Luce? I toldja I could do my own reporting!
Lucy: Yes, but I usually (never) threaten anyone while I’m reporting.
Xena: Not a threat, just a fact. Oh, and yes, Chia, I got treats while I was out.
Hi Friends. I’ve still got some skin issues going on, so I heard that Mom Amy is taking me to the laundromat today. I guess she’s gonna bathe me there. I’ve gotten used to being tied to the truck’s trailer hitch and hosed down and washed during the heat of the summer, so this should be ok, too.
Chia: No Riley! She didn’t say laundromat. I think she said dermacrat.
Riley: What’s a dermacrat?
Xena: Maybe she’s taking you to vote on what you want done for your itching and stuff.
Lucy: Not to butt in, but I think she said dirtologist.
Riley: Just so she doesn’t try taking me to a different vet. She wouldn’t dare. I love my vet place.
I guess I’ll find out where we’re going in a little while. In the meantime, I’m gonna take a beauty nap, so no more yapping from the peanut gallery.
Xena: You know Mommy and Daddy’s gone off to the beach without us again, right? And we’re left all alone to Talk like a Pirate.
Riley: Never fear. I will once again lead the charge in finding them this year. We’ll let narry a pirate whisk them away, at least not before we get our supper.
Lucy: Yeah, well, that didn’t work so good last year. We ended up on an inflatable pirate ship that took us nowhere and we had to hurry and get back home before Miss Christy got back from work. (click here if you missed that.)
Chia: But I was the captain!! Let’s do that again! I wanna be the captain again! I found Miss Christy’s credit card and phone and I’ve contacted an Uber to get us to the beach.
A few hours and a huge Uber bill later…
Chia: Lookie here, ye rogues! Me caught me a sea serpent and made haste to kill it. That makes me the Captain. I’m Captain Chia, harr, harr, harr!
Xena: Quiet, bilge rat, and bring me a grog whilst I watch for our pawrents.
Chia: Grrrrrr. Garrrrr.
Riley: Me thinks me catches their smell, Lucy me mate.
Lucy: Remember to get yur hat on the way back, C’ptain Riley.
Chia: Why din’t any of ye rogues wanna play with me sea serpent?
Xena: I told ye, ye bilge rat. Me watches fer our pawrents who’ll have the chest of treasure. Chia: Huh? And call me Captain Bilge Rat, er, I mean, Captain Chia! Xena: With our supper, Captain Bilge Rat.
Riley: The smell gets closer. Lucy: It smells like BBQ… Riley: Aye! We’ve found the booty!!
(People yelling) Hey, you dogs! Get away from there! Bring that food back!
Later that evening…Miss Christy on the phone with Uber…
Why did you charge my credit card all that money? Uh huh, no, no! I’m telling you, I did not order an Uber to the beach and back! Do you know how far that is!? I was at work all day. Wait… do you dogs know anything about this? Wait, what am I saying? You’re dogs. Dogs just don’t do these things. *shakes head*
Well, is everyone ready for supper? Uh, Riley, where’d you get that hat?
Everyone: *woof, woof, woof, arrf, grrr, woof, Miss Christy! (Translation: Supper, yes! And we love you, Miss Christy.)
Lucy: Today we are joining Brian’s Thankful Thursday, with special thanks to Brian for hosting it! And we’re kinda late ’cause Mom got her days mixed up and then had to go to work and come home and feed us and clean up the kitchen and stuff. Anyhoo, we are still very thankful today and always for…
…each other! Xena’s not happy she has to wear her shirt and Big Girl Panties, but until the flea bites heal, it’s the only thing keeping her from chewing herself up. In spite of that, we’re still thankful we have each other, especially when Mom and Dad go off to work.
Hey, wait, we’re missing someone…Riley!
Xena: I see him…he’s on his bed at the entrance to the living room.
Chia: Grrr, arrr, grrrrrrararar.
Lucy: You don’t seriously think that’s going to get him over here, do you, Chia?
Xena: I know why he didn’t come over with us. He didn’t like my shirt that says, “Life’s short, bite hard.” Now that I went and changed, he’s ok with being in here with us girls.
Lucy: Now we’re all together, and we’re thankful for Riley, too! Our pack is complete!!
Lucy, Ace Reporter here with another episode of Grooming with Mom. Many thanks to Comedy Plus for hosting Happy Tuesday.
Today we have another new poodle puppy to introduce. Toby is five months old and never been groomed. I, Ace Reporter, personally met and interviewed Toby. First, Toby’s “before” picture.
Under all that hair is a sweet, 3 pound baby. Groomer Mom’s original plan was to brush him out (that’s a grooming term) and take a couple of inches off that mop, all the way around. But the brush wouldn’t go through his hair. The comb wouldn’t go through his hair. She sprayed him with a de-matter and used the de-matting tool, and it wouldn’t go through his hair. His mats were almost to the skin; there was no way to get some sharp shears there without risking cutting him. So next, Groomer Mom tried a long, #5 blade. It wouldn’t go through the mats. She then moved to a #7 blade, which cuts a little shorter, with blades closer together. Sure enough, with a little work, it found it’s way through. Of course, Groomer Mom also had to use the table strap to keep the little guy on the table and not trying to crawl on her shoulders while being groomed. Here he is again, partway through and wondering what this thing is around his body.
It was at this point that the groom got really tricky.
“Do NOT shave my front legs! Do NOT put that noisy shaver near my throat! Do NOT cut my nails!” declared little Toby with his screams, his teeth, his claws and all his energy to fight. It was at this point that Groomer Mom unstrapped him, carried him upstairs to Groomer Helper Dad and said, “I need help. Now.”
Groomer Helper Dad went downstairs, taking this reporter with him. At that point, I was wearing my proverbial Zen hat. While I sent calming thoughts Toby’s way, Groomer Helper Dad held him, got peed on, got scratched, and nearly dropped him. Then Groomer Mom wrapped Toby in a towel and pulled out or uncovered only the body parts she needed to work on. Groomer Helper Dad agreed to a picture as long as he remained anonymous. I’ll look up what that word means later…
The towel actually worked better than my zen thoughts, if you can believe that! Toby calmed right down and the groom was able to be completed. Here he is after his bath and touch-up.
Since Toby’s Mom couldn’t pick him up for 30 minutes, Groomer Mom brought him upstairs and put him in Xena/Chia’s kennel. Xena and Chia immediately ran up and started barking at him, which our Mom immediately put a stop to, saying, “Stop that! How could you be so hateful to this poor little puppy?!” Xena harumphed and walked away, but Chia decided to stay and try to make friends with him.
In the end, Toby’s Mom – who had never before had an “indoor” dog – loved the cut and understood why it had to be different from what was planned. She bought a grooming comb from Groomer Mom and made a new appointment for six weeks from now. She also told Groomer Mom that her 7-year-old son was very worried about leaving Toby. He asked his Mom how they knew they could trust “that lady” they left him with. She explained that his great-aunt brought both of her Yorkies (Molly and Cooper) here, and that she would never do anything to endanger them. Groomer Mom suggested that the boy be given a chance to stay and help during the next groom, so that option will be presented when Toby returns in October.
Lucy, Ace Reporter and Zen Master, signing off with another successful groom.
Lucy, Ace Reporter, back on sister station WCAH (W Crime at Home) with a surprise update on the murder case of Larry the Lemur.
Xena’s not here to tell you what should be her story because she doesn’t even know yet. She left early this morning with Dad. She was going with him to work, and then to the vet’s to get her teeth cleaned. She wanted to have a service for her friend, Larry the Lemur, who was murdered a few days ago. We all suspected Chia, but had no proof. Then, the body disappeared.
We’ve all got something to be thankful for today, especially Xena. And, for different reasons, Chia. Although, Chia might now be on the hook for “Attempted Murder of a Stuffie,” which is definitely a step down from “Homicide of a Stuffie.”
Larry suddenly appeared to a small group of stuffies who had gathered on the victrola in the front room.
Their shouts of surprise brought most of the other stuffies out of hiding to find that Larry the Lemur was healed (mostly) and back amongst them. Larry’s leg is reattached, but about 1/2 inch shorter, so he will be walking with a slight limp. His face and belly wounds are also healed. His left hand is still missing, and we think it has already been digested and discarded. He is, however, still wearing that great smile of his! Larry has now been declared their “Guru.”
With all the commotion, it didn’t take Chia long to discover that the only stuffy who could positively identify his murderer was alive again.
Riley, do you have anything to add?
I’ve been following this case with interest, Ace Reporter Lucy. While I laugh at this whole “Guru” thing, I feel Larry’s life may still be in danger. Larry needs to live long enough to point his remaining paw at Chia (or whoever murdered him, but we all know who did it). I may have to become his body guard. You know the long squirt won’t mess with me.
There you have it, folks. Be sure to stay tuned for action-filled updates on the case of “Who Murdered Larry Lemur” and “Is Larry Really a Guru?”
This is Lucy, Ace Reporter, with news coming to you live from sister station WCAH (Crime At Home).
Today we learned the shocking news that Detective Larry Lemur has met his demise. He was found gutted and dismembered. This is a disturbing picture, so please skip it if you are of a delicate nature.
All attempts at resuscitation were in vain. One bystander was overheard saying, “At least he died with a smile on his face.” That’s why we think the murderer struck fast with no warning. There is a slash above his nose, and his abdomen is ripped open. And, of course, his leg was torn off. It took a moment to realize that his left hand is missing, too.
Well, Lucy, I wasn’t planning on leaving town anyhow, so I think he was just doing his job. No hard feelings. Besides, Larry and I really were friends. I think it’s terrible that his life was cut short, right when he had started his career. We should have a service for him.
Chia, after Xena had pointed her paw at you, Detective Larry Lemur also questioned you for the same non-crime. You knew Larry had been added to the household to be Xena’s friend. There are rumors that you took out Larry in a reprisal against both him and Xena. Is that true?
Chia: No one can prove anything! Umm, I mean, I’m innocent, Your Honor!
There you have it folks. Lucy signing off with another unsolved case of W Crime At Home.
And a big thank you to Miss Sandee at Comedy Plus for hosting Awww Monday!
Lucy: Originally, Groomer Mom said I could do a Grooming with Mom feature on our newest pup who came for a groom. But she was so excited about finally having another schnauzer on the table that she forgot to get his “before” picture. Markel is the only schnauzer Mom has ever seen whose hair is like our Angel Lexi’s. Xena’s breeder said that there was poodle somewhere in Lexi’s family tree. Her hair — especially her leggings — had a tight, thick curl. Markel’s hair is almost as curly! Anyhow, take it away, Markel!
Hi, I’m Markel, but everyone calls me Baby Dog. My last groomer shaved all the hair off the top of my schnout, but my new groomer said something like, “Uh, uh, homey don’t do dat.” OK, BOL, maybe not in those words, but she said that is NOT how a schnauzer is groomed! So it’s growing out nicely. The rest of me was groomed like a Scottie, but my new groomer fixed that, too.
I don’t really like getting groomed, especially my feet and ears, but I do like looking handsome for my girl Peaches. She was super sweet to me after my 1st groom at this new place, so I guess I’ll keep coming. Groomer Mom has good treats, too.
Can you tell I love posing for pictures? I think it’s a “thing” with us schnauzers. Anyhoo, nice meeting y’all, and maybe I’ll see ya next time. *wags* Baby Dog
Xena: This week it’s Lucy’s turn to do a selfie. She hates having her picture taken, so I selflessly volunteered to be in the picture with her, making it an “ussie.”
OK, Lucy, look at Mommy. She’s got two fish oil pills in her hand, and you get one of them if you look at her. You know you want one!
Good girl, Lucy! You did great! I’ll help you every time it’s your turn. Now, for that fish oil…
Have a great Sunday, everyone! XOX Lucy and Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess
If you remember our Lexi the Schnauzer, you probably remember her boyfriend Noodle. Today we are giving him the Sunday Selfie spot.
This photo is from a year ago. Noodle’s Mom no longer has a blog for him, but she does have a FB page. So where are we going with this? Today is Noodle’s 12th birthday! If you like, you can drop by here to wish him a happy birthday.
Noodle was going to be Lexi’s VM when she won the mayoral election (I have to say “when”, since she would have been extremely upset if I had said “if.”):
And he took her on some very romantic trips:
Let’s dance, Lexi!I love you, Lexi, and to prove it I brought us lunch.You look beautiful with your ears and beard flying back in the wind!
I told you there was a surprise today, didn’t I?! It’s the day we celebrate my birthday, since I couldn’t remember the actual day in July to tell my new pawrents 17 months ago. They said I am a real fire cracker, so they decided the 4th of July would be an appropriate day to celebrate. I was extra good this morning. I didn’t jump all over Mom in the bed, but curled up next to her after Dad gave me my breakfast. I didn’t growl (play) at Lucy or just cause general havoc. I’ve been on my best behavior all day!
So, I know you’re just panting to know what I did today. Or maybe you’re panting ’cause it’s so doggone hot outside right now. Anyhoo, I had my very first trip to the dog park — before it got hot outside.. It was just me and Mom and Dad. Guess what happened when we got inside the huge fenced area. Mom took off my halter and leash!! I ran all around, from side to side and front to back. In the past, I’ve had to “escape” to run like that!
I saw some bigger dogs in a separate area on the other side of a fence and I wanted to go play with them, but I couldn’t get in there.
So I ran along the fence and some of those nice dogs ran along with me on the other side of the fence. What I wasn’t counting on was that my fence ran out before theirs did. Look to the right of where I am standing, at that chain link. I was running really fast, watching the other dogs, and, as they kept running, mid-leap I bounced right off that fence. It kinda gave some, then threw me back the way from where I had come. By the way, BellaDharma, I landed on my feet like a cat!
I tried to ignore Mom and Dad almost falling off the bench ’cause they were laughing so hard! Speaking of Mom and Dad, I kept coming over and jumping between them on the bench to say, “Hi! Thanks for bringing me here!” I wanted to be sure they knew I appreciated this birthday treat and was being a good girl so they would bring me back. I don’t think Dad was even upset when I got his short pants all muddy, either. After a certain dog on the other side of the fence left, Mom decided it was safe for us to go over to the Big Dog Lot. I surprised them by ignoring the other dogs and running all around this super big area looking for a way out securing the borders. After about 90 minutes I got my harness back on and pulled them to the car (no, I wasn’t worn out from running most of that time!)
When we got home I got another surprise…a birthday bath! Grrrr.
Seems like it’s a tradition around here…one that should be banned.
Next was our treat puzzles.
We all got to play. But I graduated to one of the great big ones, cause I’m two now!
Lucy used it last time, but she had some trouble figuring it out. So she and I traded and, well, I hate to admit it, but I had some trouble with it too. Mom showed me how to take the white plastic bones out and then I could move the red thingies around to get what was under them. Lucy finished hers that used to be mine and came over to help me. I said, “NO! I’ve got this!”
Then Xena showed me how to throw the white bones onto the floor and flip the tops of the red thingies. I let her have a treat or two for helping. When we were all done and Mom was picking everything up to put away, she couldn’t find two of my white bone thingies. Then she caught me in the next room with them. I figured if I destroyed them, it would be much easier to use the puzzle next time. Drat, I wasn’t quick enough!
After the folks ate a late lunch, I got my present.
You can stop singing now and give me my present, please. I know you’re holding it behind your back.
A Rat! What could be a better present for a part-Jack Russell Terrier?!
Come on, Mr. Rat, I’ll show you around.
I took Mr. Rat to the dog lot and showed him all around, like the best places to poop and the best places to dig up stones. Then, to everyone’s surprise, I brought him back in.
Thanks, Mom and Dad, for the best birthday ever!
You can stop mooning everyone now, Mr. Rat. Hmmm, he seems a bit shy, but I’ll get him to pose for a picture next time.
And a big thank you to Miss Sandee at Comedy Plus for hosting Awww Monday!
Xena: What did you say, Mom? It’s time for a Sunday selfie?
OK, will this work?
I can do better? Sorry, I’m in the middle of playing, and trying to ignore the thunder.
Chia: Hey XeBoo, do you see this thing on the carpet?
Xena: How can I see anything on the carpet when I’m laying on my back, LongBoo?
Xena: I’m not seeing anything, but there’s a good smell here I think I’ll roll in.
Chia: You don’t see it because…
…because it’s in my mouth!
Happy Sunday and a service announcement from Chia: Besides being the 4th of July, tomorrow’s another special day for me! I’ll letcha’all know what kind of fun we have…maybe tomorrow, maybe the next day. OK? Luv ya!
Hi friends, and thanks to The Kitties Blue for hosting Selfie Sundays every week! Today I want to show you a selfie with me and one of my new good friends, Arty.
Remember when Arty stayed with us a few days not long ago? He heard about these selfies and I told him I would help him with his first one. He did really great…with a little help from a friend. We both wish you a great last week of June!
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 