Riley: Shhh, everyone take a nap. We need to rest up so we can go to bed early tonight. We want Santa Paws to come.
Xena: Y’all are joking, right?
I mean, why would you have to nap to go to sleep early?
Riley: Because Santa Paws says so.
Santa’s Elf: Wow! That came outa nowhere!
Wishing everyone a Merry Christmas from Santa Paws Riley, his elf, Lucy, Xena and Chia (zzzzz…)
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Chia: We’re goin’ up North next month, and Mom wanted me to have something warm to wear, so she lengthened something called a pattern that she used to make Xena’s clothes and tailored it just for me. The first problem occurred cutting the plush fleece material. The cut edges shed like a reindeer in the middle of summer so she did a zig zag stitch along the edges. (Do you wanna see me zig zag? I’m good at it!) Then she discovered the material was too thick and her machine wouldn’t sew it. But Mom loves me sooooo much that she sewed it all by hand. That took about 87 hours (that she should have used playing with me!)
She was finally done and it was time for me to try it on.
Mom finally had mercy on me and helped me out of it before I chewed my the pajama leg off. I hope I never see that torture thing again!
A very short while later…
Chia: Hey you! Who said you could wear that?
Chia: No! It’s MINE!
Xena: *yawn* I’m so comfy I think I’ll take a nap.
I am Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess with Warrior Wolves Jammies.
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Xena: We finally got a sunny day when Mommy had time to go out front with me and bring her phone camera. When brother Andrew gave these tomato plants to Mommy, they were barely as tall as my knee. Now they’ve taken over the sidealk and killed the hosta that was growing behind them. I think the hosta will have it’s revenge when it comes back next year and the tomato plants don’t!
I found out that this is where Mommy’s been getting the yummy little red tomatoes that she tosses to us like edible balls. Mmmm. So whenever I get a chance, I hunt them.
Here, mater, mater! Where, oh where are you? Hmm, gotta go deeper.
Wait! Is that one? Nope, just the edge of the pot that one is in. Can you believe these are all growing in pots? Seems Mommy isn’t much of a planter. When they first started to grow, she went to the hardware store to buy something for them to climb up. She saw these big things for plants to climb on, and thought they were way too big. Now she knows better, BOL! No one can even travel down our front walk without going around them into the yard.
What’s that?
Agh! Something’s in there! It almost got my nose! What, Mommy? It’s time to go back in and work? OK, I’m right behind you!
Happy Nature Friday and Weekend, friends, with a reminder to keep your nose outa trouble. XOX Xena
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Chia: Play with me!
Xena: I don’t wanna.
Lucy, Ace Reporter, on the Groom Beat on Awww Monday. This one is sure to have all you schnauzer lovers saying “Awwwwwww.”
Our neighborhood and all the surrounding neighborhoods have an app called “Next Door.” Groomer Mom has had some very good reviews there, and has started getting business through this social media. That’s how her newest client with two schnauzers found her. Groomer Mom had to cancel their first appointment because that’s when my brother Adam was having emergency surgery. At that point, the new client told Groomer Mom that she would only be bringing Fargo when she rescheduled, because she thought she would have to have 10-year-old Zoe “put down.” Less than a week later when Groomer Mom called to reschedule, Fargo’s mom said the vet wanted to try something else he thought would help her, and she already seemed to be doing better, so Zoe would be coming, too.
Today we will focus on Zoe, with hopes she will be coming to get groomed many, many more times. Here is her “before” picture:
Zoe was a very good girl, and got lots of love while she was here.
This is what she looked like just before she went home.
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This is Lucy, Ace Reporter, signing off with another successful groom.
We are joining Arty, Jakey, Rosy and Sunny of the LLB Gang with much thanks for hosting Nature Friday.
Xena: Mommy promised to take pictures of me checking out the huge tomato plants when she got home from work today. I like to stick half my body into the tomato forest and hunt for little red tomatoes. Yummy! It’s only got green ones now, but I’ve heard those are delish sliced and fried in cornmeal. Mmmm. Mommy said she’s not going to try to slice and dip and fry little maters that aren’t much bigger than my nose, BOL! Anyhow, it was starting to rain hard when Mommy got home, and it hasn’t stopped all evening. So. No. Pictures. That’s why we’re having a Natureless Friday.
Chia: Xena! Hey Xena! Look what I found in the recycle bin on the kitchen counter!
Xena: So what? Oooo, you opened someone else’s mail. You could go to jail.
Chia: No, numbnut, come look closer. Just whose mail is this!? Do you see the name right there under $0
Xena: DON’T CALL ME NUM…it’s…it’s got my name on it! It’s my mail! Wowzers! First I make a new texting friend, and now I’m getting my own mail! I need to call them. Has anyone seen where Mommy left her phone?
Chia: I want mail! I want mail! I want mail!
Xena: Look at this! This mail’s for me, too! I can’t believe it!
I’m going to be busy for a while, Chia. I need to answer my mail. Maybe I’ll have even more friends…and maybe they’ll all have treats…
I am Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess with mail
Lucy: We all love our Dad, and are thankful he was here to feed us and take care of us and sleep with us. Uh, or let us sleep with him. I guess it’s the same thing. We surrounded him with love both nights Mom spent in the hospital with our brother Adam.
Xena: We are all thankful that our brother Adam made it through the surgery OK and is in a hospital room recovering. Every day he gets a little better. I sure wouldn’t like to have a hole in my stomach letting icky stuff out into my body or something called an ulcer leaking lots of blood into my stomach. *shiver* He had both those things! That was the scariest Halloween ever for Mommy and Adam. But he’s going to be alright. We want to thank everyone for your prayers and POTP and purrayers and good thoughts and wishes. It all helped!
Riley: I will be super thankful next week when I get the stitches out of my ear and hopefully the ear wrap and the cone of honor removed. Right now I’m thankful for good food and my pack.
Chia: Mom has decided I’m way too thin and has started giving me more food. Yay! Thanks, Mom!
Xena: You oughta be thankful Mom even gives you food after you unstuffed Riley’s bed and Mom’s bed quilt and chewed up the zipper on Daddy’s favorite fleece.
Chia: *Grrr*. You can’t prove any of that!
Lucy: Girls, this seems like a good time to finish up our post with World Peace Day. I’ll start. I think if everyone could just agree to disagree, and to accept each other’s differences, there would be peace in the world.
Chia: Ummm, let me think…I know! If everyone played nice together, there would be peace. So, who wants to play with me?
Xena: I think life would be more peaceful if little sisters didn’t bug their older sisters; if everyone was held and loved; and if everyone’s tummies were full.
Riley: Peace be with you.
Lucy, Xena and Chia in unison: And also with you!
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I was sitting around minding my own business when I heard Mommy’s phone go *ding!* I think she was in the bathroom and didn’t hear it. So I looked to see what it was *dinging* about. Hey, if I can figure out how to use Alexa to get my supper, this oughta be pretty easy!
While looking at the phone, I remembered Mommy always uses her finger to swipe down from the top to see her messages. I thought my pawpad might work, even though this wasn’t an eyepad…bingo! Here’s the text!
Heyy is this Damir? its Bexley…
we chatted on tagged last time
I came down to see my relatives
but we didn’t connect irl…Im
back n the area for a min if u
wanted 2 actually meet up
this time, around?
Since I know there is no one here by the name of Damir, I texted this back:
U have the wrong number
It worked! I got an answer! And the person even sent me her picture. She must be really nice.
Ouch did I just text some random
dude? Ouch My bad. Im such
stupid some of the time.
I didn’t want my new friend to feel bad, so I let her know it was ok and sent her my picture.
I’m a dog, not a dude, and I didn’t
even understand half your
abbreviations. Don’t worry
about it.
Then I got this reply:
Thank you for not being pissed off!
I suppose not all men are a jerk
that gives out fake phone nos haha; P
Wanna chat? What is ur name?
I was sitting there wondering why she thought I was a man. I looked at my picture real close to be sure I didn’t look like a man in it. Right then, Daddy walked by and saw me using Mommy’s phone. He looked at the texts and said, “Xexe, it’s a robot.”
Whaaaaat? How could a stupid robot text us? Nonetheless, Daddy said I wasn’t allowed to text with my new robot friend anymore. Not even after Bexley tried one more time…
Haha cool meeting ya! Thanks 4
keeping me company . What
kinda hijinks do u get up 2?
I so wanted to tell her I love to dance and go for rides and get treats. And I like playing with both my sisters, too. Maybe she’ll text me back when Mommy or Daddy aren’t around.
I’m Xena Schnauzer Texting Warrior Princess
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Xena: Thanks for holding me Auntie Jen. You’ve had a busy day and I’m glad to be here for you. Uh, where’s my Uncle Bill? Did Mommy leave my comb so I could look pretty for him?
Lucy: Mmph, mm, mmph. *pushes up head* Ah, I couldn’t talk with you laying on my head, sister. I want to be next to you, Auntie Jen, and cuddle and let you know I love you, too.
Xena: Is it time to eat yet? Where’s my Uncle Bill? Mommy gave him the instructions for feeding me, um, I mean feeding me and Lucy.
*Later*
Achilles: Ella? Don’t you wanna play with me and Lucy? What’s wrong?
Ella: My back legs hurt. You know, the ones I had surgery on. Mom warned me about running and playing too hard, but I was just so excited that you’re here, Lucy.
*meanwhile*
Xena: I’m rested and ready to help you with quotes again, Uncle Bill. I think I got us a lot of liver treats yesterday!
Uncle Bill: Yes, well, about that…uh, I think we’re all set with liver treats, and I’ll have them sent to you when they arrive. How about if you just cuddle here on my lap while I work?
*later*
Achilles: I love you, Lucy. I want you to live here.
Lucy: I love you too, Achilles. I would stay here with you and your sister Ella, but I can’t ’cause it would break my Dad’s heart. Why don’t you and Ella come home with me? You’d have fun playing with Chia – if you didn’t mind her hanging off your cheek – and we could be together forever.
Achilles: I can’t, my love. Riley and I don’t get along. I can’t stand the thought that he used to be your boyfriend. Grrr.
Lucy: But I never loved him like I love you, honey.
Both: *sigh*
Lucy: Mom and Dad will be here soon. Please ask Auntie Jen and Uncle Bill to bring you to visit me. And take good care of my BFF Ella, please. Bye bye until next time. *smooch*
Lucy: Are we there yet?
Five minutes later...
Xena: I heard Mommy ‘splainin to Uncle Bill all about how to feed me and Lucy. That’s when I realized I was gonna get left! Aghh! After her and Daddy left, I laid by the back door for 87 minutes waiting for her to come back, while the three “biggies” got all the excitement out of themselves.
Uncle Bill works from home, and everyone collapsed in his office. Since I hadn’t been running around like a crazy dog, I was able to help Uncle Bill with his work.
Uncle Bill even texted Mommy to let her know how great I was helping him with quotes on Dell products. Let’s see, I think this one could sell for about a gazilion liver treats. I love my Uncle Bill. Hmmm. Maybe it won’t be so bad being here for a few days after all…as long as I get to cuddle with him all night.
To be continued…
Ace Reporter here on the Groom Beat with an update on Roxxii.
Roxxii’s first groom by Groomer Mom got reported a little over three years ago. Now this Ace Reporter is back with a practically unbelievable story about what’s happened to her in the last year.
When Roxxii was first introduced, it was explained that her Mom was the girlfriend of one of brother Andrew’s friends. About 1 1/2 years ago, Andrew’s friend took his own life while his girlfriend, who we’ll call Em, was in the house with him. Understandably, she was a total wreck after that. (Groomer Mom explained this all to me.)
Well, about 14 months ago, Groomer Mom got a text from Em saying she had been in jail, and the police took Roxxii to our local shelter. When she got out, the shelter had “adopted” out Roxxii and wouldn’t give Em any more info. Em needed her old girl and all the unconditional love she gave, and she felt that Roxxii needed her, too. Mommy wished with all her heart that she had known what was going on, ’cause she would of gone to the shelter and bailed Roxxii out to live with us until Em could get her. But now it was too late.
Fast forward to last week. I’m gonna give you the full story since I am a reporter of integrety.
Daddy came home from work in our old truck that was suddenly missing the passenger side mirror. Over supper he told us that as he was pulling out from our subdivision onto the main road at o’dark thirty, a set of headlights suddenly appeared coming around the curve, and the truck was moving fast! He whipped his head around to see if he was about to get rear ended. As he did, he heard a loud bang! but didn’t know what had happened. Remember, it was really dark out. The next time he looked out at his mirror, it was gone! It all had happened in just a couple of seconds, with no time to think. In telling us about it, he came to the conclusion that there was also a truck coming toward him. (Yes, he was driving our truck, and the vehicle tearing up behind him was a truck, and the vehicle coming from the other direction was a truck.) (Remember, we live in Tennessee.) Anyhow, he figured the truck coming toward him in the oncoming lane must have had a ladder or something sticking out from the truck bed, and that’s what hit his mirror.
Fast forward to the next evening. Our folks had just finished their yummy supper out on the porch when they heard someone ring the front doorbell. As usual, Mommy got up to see who it was. Long story shorter, it was the nice young man who had been driving toward Daddy. And he had our truck’s shattered mirror in his hand. After everyone talked for about an hour, Daddy realized what had really happened. What really happened? Here’s the scoop!
Daddy, needing to turn right out of our subdivision, looks to the left before pulling out. Seeing no headlights, he starts to pull out, and is too far out when headlights suddenly appear, coming way, way over the speed limit at him. As he reflexively looks back over his shoulder to see if he’s going to get hit, he doesn’t turn the wheel hard enough and crosses the center line, where this young man is just reaching him in his own truck. Their driver side mirrors collide. No one stops, because that would be suicide at that point. You know, ’cause of the maniac tailgating Daddy and just ditches on both sides of the road.
The accident was clearly my Daddy’s fault because he crossed the center line. The young man somehow tracked Daddy down using Google maps or some Googe app. After the congenial hour-long conversation, they decided it would cost too much to just give the man cash to replace his truck’s mirror and repair the scrapes on the side of his big, new truck. It would have to be turned into insurance. Which means the police would have to be called.
Next thing we knew, there was a police cruiser parked in front of the house. The policeman, who was the same age as the young man, asked him if he wanted to press charges. He said no. He knew it was an accident, and that my Daddy had nowhere to pull over, and so on and so on.
Lucy: Xena? What do you think you’re doing? Are trying to impersonate me?
Xena: Uh, well, you see..
Lucy: Yes or no?
Xena: Well maybe, but I never said I was you. *pushes laptop over in front of Lucy*
Lucy (really!), Ace Reporter here on the Groom Beat with an update on Roxxii.
That whole long story that only Xena could do in the name of journalism was to tell you that while Groomer Mom was down by the road with Dad and the police and the young man, a car pulls up and the lady asks if anyone knows where the groomer lives. Turns out, it was Roxxii’s grandmother and Em’s mother. She wanted to make a grooming appointment. Groomer Mom realized Roxxii was back, safe and sound. I was watching from the house and saw Groomer Mom doing a Happy Dance right there in the road! The grandma paid the dog shelter $1000 to get information to track down Roxxii. Man #1 who got her from the shelter was fostering her. Man #2 came to his house and took Roxxii and wouldn’t give her back. Man #3 got Roxxii from Man #2 and brought her to her grandma. This was over the course of several months. Her grandma has no idea who Man #3 is or how he knew where to bring her. His only caveat was that Roxxii live there with her grandma, since Em was back in jail and facing serious time. Roxxii’s grandma loves her and wanted to keep her anyhow, so she readily agreed.
Roxxii was in pretty bad shape groom-wise, so her grandma said to just “cut it all off.”
This is a picture from the first time Roxxii came to us, about three years ago.
She looked even worse this time, with her hair grown over her eyes and the eye snot underneath them stuck to her skin.
Here she is after her groom this time. Her hair had to be cut really short because of all the mats. Her grandma promised to keep bringing her so she doesn’t get in bad shape again.
We are very thankful for a happy ending for Roxxii.
Groomer Mom: While this turned out well for precious Roxxii, we are all praying and doing POTP for “Em.” We ask for your good thoughts for her to be able to get her life turned around.
Lucy (really!) and the imposter Xena, Ace Reporters, signing off.
Xena: Just one more thing to be thankful for! The young man whose truck mirror Daddy knocked off with our truck mirror just bought a zero turn lawn mower and, next summer, when it gets too hot for Mommy to cut the grass, he is going to start cutting it. And one more thing to be thankful for is he said we were so nice to him that he wants to take Mommy and Daddy out to dinner! BOL! It’s a crazy world!
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Xena: Where’s Mommy and Daddy?
Lucy: Chia’s in her kennel, so that means they’ve left. You know they always come back, or Miss Christy comes to stay.
Xena: But it’s almost suppertime! What am I, er, we going to do?
Lucy: You don’t have to growl about it, Xena! Just take a nap and wait for someone to show up.
Xena: I’m not growling! That’s my tummy.
Hmmm, I’ve heard Mommy tell that thing she calls Alexa to call her phone. “Hey Alexa, call Mommy’s phone.”
Hmmm. Nothing. Maybe if I read the directions on the screen…wait! I think Alexa says, “Amy” when it talks to her. “Hey Alexa! Call Amy’s phone.”
Amy: “Hello?”
Amy: Jeff, get a to-go box. We have to go home.
I am Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess with a happy tummy.
We are happy to join The Cat on My Head for Sunday Selfies.
Chia: Lucy! Play with me!
Lucy: I’m resting…I. Said. No!
Chia: Xena, play with me!
Xena: OK, first, let’s play “singing.” I’ll teach you a song. I’ll sing my part first, then you sing your part.
Xena: “I ain’t nothin’ but a schnauzer, woo, woo woo.”
Chia: “I ain’t nothin but a Jacksund, woo, woo, woo.”
We hope you enjoyed our busy selfies today.
Woo, woo, woo from Xena and Chia
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Miss Christy: You pups got a video message from your Mom. Gather round and I’ll play it for you. *mumbling* I never get video messages…I’ve never even stayed with pups before who got video messages.
Xena: The ocean sure looks calm there and small.
Riley: That’s not the ocean, it’s a swimming pool.
Lucy: She’s changed locations. Oh dear. Do you think she’s been stolen and we’ll have to go find her, or maybe give a reward to get her back?
Chia: Why isn’t anyone playing with me? Wait! What did she say at the end there? Miss Christy, did you tell her what we did yesterday, running off to to look for her and Dad on Talk Like a Pirate Day??
Miss Christy: No Chia. I promised I wouldn’t in exchange for you being a good girl for me.
Riley: What? Mom Amy found out? Xena, push the duster around the floor. I’ll pre-wash the dishes, and Lucy, you lick the kitchen floor clean.
Chia: What about me?
Riley: Hide that thing you chewed up and stay out of trouble.
Xena: And I’ll look up at her adoringly when she gets back.
Lucy: And I’ll try to not look too guilty.
Miss Christy: That’s right. You pups do all that work and I won’t have to. I’m sure she’ll forgive you then.
Chia: Won’t have to what, Miss Christy?
Miss Christy: Uh, umm *thinking* I won’t have to tell our little secret!
We are happy to join The Cat on My Head for Sunday Selfies.
Xena: It’s selfie time and I think it’s Riley’s turn. Now where did he go? Ah, there he is in our favorite red chair. Ri! Wake up for your selfie! Riley! *click*
That didn’t work out so well. Guess he forfeited his turn. I think that long mess called Chia is next in line for a selfie. I know she’s around here somewhere; she and Lucy were just playing. Or maybe I should say she was just grabbing Lucy’s face and stretching the skin as far as it would go while Lucy pawed at her to get her loose. Oh! There they are.
Well, so much for either of them doing a selfie. At least Lucy still has a face. *click*
I guess it’ll be my turn after all. But first, I wanna tell you about Chia “grossing Mommy out.”
Mommy was sitting on the rug on the porch, taping down the edges so that Chia couldn’t turn it over and tear it up. She got one side done and put her hand down on the rug to lift up to turn the corner. Her hand pushed on something soft and small and kinda gooey. Chia had killed one of my lizards, and it was laying there without it’s tail. I’ve never seen Mommy wash her hands for so long.
A few days later Mommy and Daddy were having lunch on the porch, and Mommy had laid her eyeglasses on the table while she ate. She looked down and saw a “twig” on the floor. Chia’s always bringing sticks and stones in from the dog lot, and Mommy picks them up so she doesn’t eat them. She realized when she laid the “twig” on the table that it didn’t look quite like a stick. When she put her glasses on she discovered it used to be a grasshopper, but now had no legs to hop.
If that put all kinds of icky image in your head, let me replace them with one of pretty little me.
Hoping you have a grossed-out-free week (which is much more likely without Chia around).
Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess
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Daddy, thank you for sitting here on the arm of the couch so I have something to lean my back against. It’s mighty comfy here on my princess couch pillow.
Look at those two slackers. You’d think it was bedtime.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Well, I’m thankful for my sister Lucy and for Riley, too.
*yawn* Maybe it is bedtime. I’m thankful for my soft couch pillow and for my soft big bed I share wih you and Mommy.
Chia: Get outa the way, sister. I want that spot with my Dad. Move!
Xena: I can’t wait until that pup goes to the Manners Matter class with Mommy. She’ll probably have to take it about 87 times. Daddy, go ahead and put that long mess in my kennel for the night and I’ll meet you in the bedroom with Mommy.
Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess
Ludwig: Monkey, what are you doing laying here behind the chair? Are you hiding?
Monkey: No, Ludwig, Chia dumped me here, and I’ve just given up. I’m gonna die and no one can help me. She’ll rip me open the same way she did the tape on the back of that chair.
Ludwig: Stay right here, don’t move. *thinking: who should I get, who can help him? The stuffie Support Team!*
Lambie: Monkey, my dear friend, what’s wrong.
Monkey: I was hiding out on the big bed from Riley. It was working, too, ’cause he can’t get up there anymore.
I was happy, daydreaming about the good old days many years ago when the boys were little and played with me all the time. Yep, those were the good old days. The dogs, Sammy and Freda, were never interested in me at all. I just played with the kids all day.
And now, I’m gonna die, I know I’m gonna die, I’m gonna die, I know I’m gonna die, I’m gonna…
Lambie: Please stop saying that, Monkey. We all have our time, but it’s not your time yet. What’s wrong?
Monkey: Did you see what Chia did to Eleephant? I’m next.
Xena: That wasn’t Chia. Eleephant got these injuries long before even I was born.
It was probably Riley, and now he’s focused on loving his own stuffie, Reindeer. Ain’t it somethin’ what love’ll do? You need to stop this silliness and go play with your friends and stop interrupting my Sunday Selfie.
Lambie: Come on Monkey. Do you want to go play outside for a while?
Monkey: Maybe. Let’s go quietly while Chia’s sharpening her teeth on that bone. I don’t want to draw her attention to me. Or we could just sit here together and watch the birds and the squirrels and the people and dogs walking by. Thanks for being my friend, Lambie.
We are happy to join The Cat on My Head for Sunday Selfies.
We are happy to join The Cat on My Head for Sunday Selfies.
Today we are starting with the founder and original author of this blog, our Angel sister, Lexi the Schnauzer.
Now we each get to take a turn so there’s no resentment or fighting. Since I, Xena, am the schnauzer who inherited this blog, I get to go next. Yesterday I got my monthly groom and weekly bath so I could look nice for you.
Don’t you just love how Mommy made my picture extra special to make me the focus of your attention?
You wanna guess what happened next? All of a sudden, Larry the Lemur, who had been missing since June, appeared from a field of flowers on our back porch! But where did the flowers come from!?
I was never very crazy about Larry, but he seemed changed. He said he’s been hiding because of Chia. Yep, I get that.
And can you guess what happened next? Chia zoomed past me, grabbing up Larry on her way.
Larry’s worst fears came true. Chia’s mouth is open, ready to deadie my stuffie. It was like the movie Nightmare on Elm Street. Do you see him covering his head to try to protect himself? Chia wouldn’t give him up to Mommy, so Mommy pulled her tail. When she looked back to see what was happening, Mommy grabbed Larry and helped him find a high place to hide again. Hey Chia, that was your turn for your selfie, BOL!
Riley’s up next. Mommy gave him a bath in the big tub yesterday, and she hurt her back trying to get all 75 pounds of him out of the tub. She told him he was on his own and left him there. Obviously, he did. (She’s going to the chiro doctor tomorrow.) Anyhoo, Riley said it was his nap time, so just get this picture thing over with. Riley, you’re not gonna get very far with that attitude!
Riley: Grrr.
Xena: OK, big buddy, all done!
Finally, we have Lucy, who wanted us to make her picture pretty like mine.
That’s all of us! So, who do you think has the prettiest picture. If you vote for me, I’ll…
Lucy: Xena! You’re doing it again! It’s not a contest!! And there’s no voting, either.
Xena: Well, if it was, Chia would lose.
XOXOX Lucy, Riley, Chia and Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess.
Lucy and Xena: There’s been so much going on that it’s going to take us both to tell y’all about it. First, we’ve all been itching. Must be somethin’ in the air or the grass or somthin’. Mom says that’s why we aren’t going for walks…
Xena: I’m the only one scratching sores on my face, so I’ve had to wear the plastic cone of excellence around my head.
Lucy: As you know, the Jewish High Holidays is soon upon us, so Mom’s been working a ton of hours. I think that is also why we haven’t been going for walks.
Xena: Daddy’s 97-year-old aunt in Fort Wayne, Indiana died, and he had to drive up there for the funeral. That left Mommy with the really old truck – older than Riley, even – that was having problems with something called a clutch. Mommy learned to double pump the clutch to change gears so she could get to where she needed to go. Personally, I think she should just stay home.
Lucy: So, with all her long working hours, she decided to leave work early on Thursday and make the almost hour drive to pick up our brother Adam. He was coming to stay here a couple of days for his birthday. She used her GPS to start out, and it told her there were bad accidents on I75 and took her a back way.
Xena: So there she was, double pumping away on the clutch when all of a sudden the clutch pedal just fell to the floor. She had never been in this part of Chattanooga. She was on a two lane road with only a narrow strip of grass to drift the truck onto to get it off the road.
Lucy: But Mom and Dad have a service called triple A, so she made the call and sat back to wait with a dying phone battery. The day was hot, so she rolled down both windows and hoped the exhaust from all the passing cars didn’t kill her.
Xena: Meanwhile, our Aunt Jenny (not Auntie Jen), who lives in Ill in Noise, was heading our way with her teenage daughter and dog, Jemma. They had spent the night in Ken Tucky after visiting the Mammoth Caves. Aunt Jenny said she would detour up to Cleveland Tennessee to pick up our brother Adam, who they had never met. Then Mommy called a neighbor friend who said she would pick her up at the car fixing place when she got there in the tow truck.
Lucy: The tow truck took almost an hour to get there, but the man driving it was very nice and he and Mom chatted the whole way to the repair garage. When Mom’s friend came to get her, she had their new daschund dog with her so Mom could meet him. His name is Jake and he is middle-aged. He is going to come over sometime to get a bath and nail trim! We’ll get a picture of him then.
Xena: Anyhow, everything worked out pretty good. Brother Andrew showed up with the DQ birthday cake right after brother Adam and Aunt Jenny arrived, and we had lots to jump off the bed and bark about all night with brother Andrew wandering around, heating up food and stuff like that. (Mommy was not in a good mood the next day.)
Lucy: So, Aunt Jenny and her daughter left for Atlanta on Friday, and we were in charge of taking care of Jemma. They said Jemma wouldn’t play with us, but we all knew that Chia would change that. We weren’t disappointed, either. They ran and played for a long time, then we all joined in and had a lot of fun. Sometimes Jemma got possessive of her harness and the room where her kennel was, but we worked that out without shedding any blood. She won’t use the doggie door and won’t do her buziness in the dog lot, so Mom’s having to take her out on a leash every time she needs to go potty. At least the weather is nice!
Lucy: Brother Adam was supposed to be back in the group home where he lives on Saturday, but Mom called and left a message that she was without a vehicle and it would be Sunday before she could get him back. (Dad will be home late Saturday night.) Then Brother Adam told Mom that he only had enough of his medicine to last through Saturday morning. That was a bad thing. He has to take his medicines every morning and night. I don’t know what will happen if he doesn’t, but it sounded like it would not be good at all. So Mom called the person over the home and said she didn’t know what to do. The nice person named Sharon arranged for one of the workers at the house to come out early Saturday evening with all the other guys that live there, pick up Adam, and take them all out to eat. Mom was both really suprised and thankful, especially since it is almost an hour drive each way.
Xena: In the meantime, brother Andrew let Chia out loose in the yard with him, not knowing Mommy had stopped doing that because of Chia “taking off.” Mommy realized this when she heard Andrew yelling for Chia. She went out and told him it was useless. Chia would come back on her own, as long as she didn’t get hit by a car first, but there was nothing else they could do. Andrew started walking the neighborhood calling for her anyway. He no sooner got back to the house than Chia also returned, just like Mommy said.
Xena: After solving problems and working from home all day, Mommy fed all of us first, cause she loves us most of all. Then she made garlic butter shrimp and steak for her and the “boys,” as she calls them, followed by ice cream cake.
That’s Adam in the pink shirt and Andrew next to him.
Xena and Lucy: Before bedtime, Mom laid down the law that it was lights-out-in-bed-time at 10:00, and they could go to bed earlier if they wanted, ’cause she sure was. Isn’t it cool how she can boss around big guys!? Aunt Jenny and her daughter will be back sometime today, and take charge of Jemma again. Dad will be back tonight and will get the High Holy Days booklet to print right –Mom’s spent way too much time on that! And “the boys” will be gone. Now Mom’s getting ready for a day of grooming dogs. Wow, it’s been hard keeping track of everyone. And the good news is the repair garage called, and there won’t be any charge for fixing the clutch. Less than a year ago they replaced a part of the clutch assembly, and that’s the part that failed. So the warranty will cover the cost of the replacement and the garage isn’t charging for their labor.
We’re exhausted. I think we’re going to nap while Mom grooms dogs that aren’t us.
XOXOX Lucy and Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess
Many thanks to Comedy Plus for hosting Happy Tuesday.
Lucy: Our Mom’s home! (So’s Dad.) Dad got home Saturday afternoon in plenty of time to feed us our supper. Mom had everything all pre-made with instructions of what to add. He did a good job…16 paws up. (Me, Xena, Chia and Riley). In fact, he did a good job every morning and night until Mom finally got home around noon on Monday, just in time for our mid-day snacks. Great planning, Mom!
Today Mom wants us to share with you one of the highlights of her trip — Parrot Mountain and Gardens just outside of Pigeon Forge, Tennessee. It is a peaceful Bible-inspired garden & parrot preserve offering chances to interact with rare birds. Many of the birds are given to the preserve when their owners are either too old to care for them or by their estate once their mom or dad have crossed the rainbow bridge. Others are hatched there and raised by their own moms!
The weather has been very hot with almost 100% humidity. That, along with the fronds and trees and all the other greenery and the many birds who had their freedom to sit in trees and pn perches gave the illusion of being in the Amazon where many of them originated.
This Blue and Gold Macaw and Red and Green Macaw are two of the handsome birds who reside here. Can you guess which is which, BOL?
Some posts had the words, “Birds bite, do not touch.” Everyone was supposed to leave those birds alone except to just stop and look at them. For the rest, you could offer your hand or arm for the bird to step on if they wanted. Some did, others had had enough of it for the day.
This pretty Macaw liked Mom’s friend, who we will call “Rhonda.”
Xena: Why are we “calling” her “Rhonda?” That’s her name.
Lucy: Can you just go with it for once, Xe? It’s a literary style I’m trying!
Where was I? Oh, yes. This bird – whose name is Rosy – decided she wanted the clasp on “Rhonda’s” pack.
Every time Mom tried to get Rosy to step onto her hand, Rosy bit at her. It seemed “Rhonda” was going to have to surrender her pack! Then, she got the idea to turn the pack around…
She finally got the clasp away from Rosy and returned her to her own perch.
This yellow parrot was a friendly bird, but didn’t want held.
This Macaw had fluffed up all his feathers. I think this is where the phrase, “Don’t get your feathers ruffled” comes from!
That’s it for today. We’ll be back on Nature Friday with Rosy and the Gang with more pictures and stories from Mom’s visit to Parrot Mountain and Gatlinburg.
Love and wags, Lucy and Xena
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