Xena: Our friends stayed the night, and the next day – Christmas Eve – they got together with their parents and other family. They were gone a-a-a-all day! In the meantime we had a P-I-G to deal with. Morty. Yesterday we told you about Lucy accidentally French kissing Morty, and Morty invading my new cave tunnel. If you missed it, you can read about it here.
When her folks left, Ella was very upset and kept watching out the window for them. Then she got in her favorite chair and struck a pose and an attitude.
I am Queen Ella and don’t care if they ever come back.
Uh, does anyone know where they went? No one asked me if it was OK.
Seriously, when are my pawrents coming back?
The day was warm – about 68F/19C – and we spent some time out back. Morty grazed (I learned that means he ate grass) and we all hung out for a while. (This pic was taken earlier in the year, but you get the picture…BOL, get the picture BOL!
Achilles has bad allergies, so he had to go in, and everyone but Mommy and Morty went in to keep him company. When it was time for them to come in too, Mom had to sort of herd him onto the back patio and into the house, but at least he listened. He actually listened good to Mommy all day. Next thing you know she will be teaching him tricks, he, he!
Inside, Achilles followed Mom’s every step. Morty followed her around too, but sometimes went off to oink somewhere else in the house. Achilles saw Mommy wrap one of his pressies, and he kept trying to get up high on our Troll named Vic (he’s an old-fashioned record player), so she had to put it wa-a-ay up high on the kitchen cabinets. Then he discovered our magic red chair in the front library, the one where we watch all the world go by, and bark when needed. He thought he had to bark at everything: kids, adults, cars, squirrels, leaves, and probably ants, too. I’m more selective – I never bark at ants or leaves. That soon got on Mommy’s last nerve and she made encouraged him to get down and play with Ella and Lucy. I joined in by barking. She said that somehow the situation had not improved. By the end of the day Lucy and her boyfriend Achilles were worn out.
Achilles got too hot, so he laid on the cool tile floor.
I may have been a bit worn out myself. But at least I had my chair back.
87 hours later, Uncle Bill and Auntie Jen returned, and then Mommy and Daddy came home from Christmas Eve church. We all fell exhausted into bed, hoping Santa Paws would come and bring us good things.
Please come back tomorrow to find out about our Christmas Day! I am Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess
Lucy: My bestie Ella and my guy, Achilles came with my Uncle Bill and Auntie Jen to spend Christmas with us. Morty the pig came too. I loved having them all here. Morty made himself right at home.
Morty is 9 months old, so he’s still a baby even though he has grown a lot since we saw him last. He’s now 21 pounds and a little bigger than Xena.
Xena’s new favorite place is between the otto man and the love seat. It didn’t take Morty long to discover this cave-like area and try to claim it as his own. Xena was laying there with Mom’s legs over her, spanning the gap between the love seat and otto man when Morty entered the tunnel and laid down facing Xena.
He kept creeping closer to her, and she got scared and backed around the corner away from him.
Xena: I wasn’t scared! I was just practicing safe pig. Not like you were doing, Lucy. We all saw you kiss him with your tongue halfway down his throat! Mom just wasn’t quick enough to get a picture of it.
Lucy: It’s not what it looked like! I was just trying to give him a little hello kiss on the snout when he opened his mouth in a big yawn.
Anyhoo, the peeps sat around talking the first night, and it got kind of boring.
So Ella decided to turn the attention on her, while Achilles sought attention from his Dad.
Hi Uncle Jeff. Do you remember me, Queen Ella?
Ella: Hold still and let go of me, I want to kiss you!
Achilles: Ella, let me show you the way to do it.
You’ve gotta get your paws up around his neck and lean in. Aghh! He’s got me by the ears!
Xena: While they were attacking my Daddy, I cuddled up in my Uncle Bill’s arms. (I knew Daddy could take care of himself–he’s big and strong and my hero.)
I love Uncle Bill and he held and pet me until I was so tired that I had to lay on the floor and go to sleep cause no one would go to bed with me. Besides that, I could see Achilles running back and forth around our bed looking for my basket of stuffies that Mommy had put up. We found out that he is another stuffie killer, just like Riley. You sure know how to pick them, Lucy.
Lucy: He’s just got that one little fault…
Lucy and Xena: Come back tomorrow for Christmas Eve adventures, when we (Xena, Lucy, Mom and Dad) are left alone all day with Morty (and Ella and Achilles). XOX Lucy and Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess
It’s me, Xena the humiliated. I mean, one drop of blood on the library chair, and I have to wear my Big Girl Panties. I’m so embarrassed!
I’ve decided Angel Lexi was right about clothes. Phthhh.
The good news is that this is the last Big Girl Time for me ever! I am going to get my Big Girl Surgery in January or February. I got all the good I’m going to get out of my whore moans. And I might even be out of my diapers Big Girl Panties by Christmas Day.
I don’t think anyone can see me in my fort.
Hey, I never got to finish telling you about what else happened (and didn’t happen) at my weekend away for Freestyle. As you know, I won my first title on Saturday. And I told you we were going back the next day to see if I could get an even better score. Well, when we woke up in the morning, there was a drop of blood on the sheets and I was swollen you-know-where. So Mommy had to pack up and take me home. But it turned out to be a false alarm. By the way, we are still waiting for our video of my performance. It sure does take them a long time!
Isn’t it supper time? I sure hope Mommy finds me here to give me food!
Miss BellaDharma from BellaDharma and LadyMews’s Purrfect Pad and I were discussing what to do to keep Mr. Eleephant safe from Bad Riley. In case you missed it, you can go here to see how my big sis Lucy had to save Eleephant’s life after a vicious attack. Miss BellaDharma came up with the purrfect idea. She suggested asking Ludwig to be Mr. Eleephant’s body guard. So, here is the story of how that went.
Ludwig, I have asked you here to meet with me and Mr. Eleephant to discuss a matter of the utmost importance. As you know, Mr. Eleephant barely survived two vicious attacks by Riley. And looking at your side, it appears you have also been his victim.
No, Xena, those scars are from love bites from you.
Oh. Well, that only shows how tough and strong you are. So, Ludwig, we need your help.
Anything for you, mon amour. I would scale Mount Everest, I would sail across the Devil’s Sea, I would wrestle the Tasmanian Devil, I would…
Yes, yes, I understand you are wholly devoted to me, dear Ludwig. Now, back to Mr. Eleephant. He needs you to be his body guard.
Ah, so you know my strength and my total dedication to a task — and to you, beautiful Xena. I accept this labor of love and have a small suggestion.
*whispers* You should stay with us each night so that we can take turns keeping guard. I would let you share my bed…
*blushes* Uh, I think it’s time to ask Jen Jen Bear to join us. She has been tirelessly watching over Mr. Eleephant, and she keeps falling asleep. It is winter, you know.
Jen, Jen, I have good news. Ludwig has accepted the position of body guard for Mr. Eleephant.
You can go hibernate with your friends now with no worries about anything.
There’s just one thing, beautiful Xena. I am going on a winter trip to uh, to see my pawrents, yep, to see my pawents and my gir, er, my grr-ate grandpawrents. I will take Mr. Eleephant with me
*sigh* Once a Ludwig, always a Ludwig.
Goodbye, sweet Mr. Eleephant.
Angel Lexi loved you, and so do I. Take care of yourself
Jen Jen Bear has left to go hibernate, mon amour. You never answered me about sharing my bed tonight. We could keep each other warm while we guard Mr. Eleephant in his sleep.
Xena: I sure do miss Daddy. He’s sick of noise, so he left.
Lucy: Well, Xena, while he may be tired of your shrill barking every time you see something move outside, he’s actually on a trip to visit his mother. She lives in Illinois. Hey, I have an idea. Let’s send him a picture and tell him how much we miss him.
Xena: Come home and let us in, Daddy. Lucy: But it’s sunny and warm out. I want to stay outside. Xena: But it’s his job. Both: We miss you, Dad, come home soon.
Xena: Do you see Daddy? Has he come home yet? Do you think he got our message?
Lucy: I don’t know, Xena. Let’s see if Mom will open the gate so we can help her while she rakes leaves. Maybe that can be one of my new jobs: “Lucy, Professional Leaf Raker.”
Lucy: Xena.
Xena: What?
Lucy: Race you to that pile of leaves over there.
This is Lucy and Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess enjoying a sunny 60 degrees in Chattanooga, Tennessee.
This is Mila. She’s here at my house with her Mom. They came over to talk (otherwise known as visit), play games and eat. Mila has been stalking me. I finally let her pick me up…
so I could see what was on the kitchen table. Hmm, it’s white. Maybe it’s white chocolate. Or white frosting covered cookies. I’ve gottta get a better look.
Dagnabit, it’s just a game called dominoes. Chewable, but not edible. Now, how do I get away?
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Xena: Mommy was on her feet working in the house and preparing food all day. She’s more used to a desk job, not being on her feet all day. It’s 8:30 at night, we’ve all had turkey, and Mommy’s ready to sleep. But she thinks that would be rude with our peep brothers still here.
Lucy: We’re sleepy too, but no one thinks we’re rude if we nap.
It’s really nice to see Riley again. We are still friends. Of course, Dad had to rescue Mr. Elephant from him. I didn’t want to have to perform emergency surgery again (see here). Then Dad put all of Xena’s stuffies in their basket and up on the fireplace mantle, out of Riley’s reach.
Xena: Our brother Adam is staying with us for a few days. I like having Adam here. He sits out back with us. And he asks if we are allowed to have treats. I just wish he gave us treats without asking, but I guess he’s well-trained. *yawn* I’m just so sleepy from the turkey neck and liver and some other guts. Mmmm.
Lucy: Tomorrow we’re having some other friends over to play games and visit and eat leftovers. I hear that there is more turkey waiting for us to eat, too!
Xena: Mommy’s also tired because her and Daddy stayed up late last night moving furniture. They wanted to move the dining table to the other side of the room so they could use the fireplace. Then they had to figure out how to arrange the rest of the furniture, make it look right, re-hang pictures, re-configure electronics, move stuff down from the attic and in from the utility shed. It wasn’t just exhausting watching all this, it was something I hear is called “disconcerting” for me. I kept asking Mommy to hold me, to assure me that everything was still ok in our world.
Some of that stuff they waited to do today. Even so, it was almost worse than missing supper time. I wanted us all to go to bed, and I wanted everything to be the same when I got up in the morning as how it had always been. Why did they have to change things? Everything in the room has been moved! Not only that, but the front room –the one they call the library — has been changed, too. At least my red chair is in the same place.
We hope all our friends in the US of A had a good Thanksgiving and had enough food.
Love and tail wags and full bellies, Lucy and Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess
Lucy: Is that because you make things up so often?
Xena: No! It’s because it’s, it’s…oh never mind, I just want to tell what happened. And it’s true. Every word of it. You’re not going to believe this. *hop, hop*
Mommy’s friend’s name is Laurie. Miss Laurie has Eefah (OK, so that’s not how it’s really spelled, but that’s what it sounds like, and I’m goin’ with it.) She’s a really nice Soft-coated Wheaten Terrier. Miss Laurie brings Eefah to be groomed every 6 weeks and her and Mommy talk the whole time. It’s something like 87 hours. This is Eefah after going home from being groomed.
I’m Aoife and I approve these pictures.
Lucy: Xena, this falls in the “Lucy Ace Reporter on the Groom Beat” category. What does this have to do with the offi…
Xena: Shhh, I’m telling the story, Lucy. So anyhow, Miss Laurie brought a bottle of…wait for it…whiskey to work. Did I mention that Miss Laurie works in the office next to Mommy’s? Anyhoo, it was for some event they were having, or so it was said. Mommy wanted to try it. Scandal! Drinking alcohol at work! So the office – in fact, the whole building – got closed – and…
Lucy: Hold up. That is not why the building got closed!
Xena: Well, how do you know? How do you know that the whole story about the building being something called structurally unsound was the real reason. Maybe it was a cover up to the scandal? Maybe…
I’m Ole Smoky Tennessee Salty Caramel Whiskey, and I do not approve this message.
Tennessee Whiskey Bottle: Hold up there, you crazy schnauzer. Do you really think that one little ole sip of me could close the entire building and make everyone have to work somewhere else? Do you think that they would have spent thousands of dollars for months and months — before the “alleged” scandal happened — trying to quantify the damage from the soil shifting that caused cracks and mold in the building? You are one loco pup with a big imagination. I get around, and I hear things. It was the terrible drought followed by the torrential rains that finally did it in. That bad soil the synagogue was built on finally did a real bad shift and now it is unsafe to be in there. Now stop telling tall tails, or even short tales, you little terrier with a giant imagination, and maybe some day you’ll even be allowed a wee sip of me.
Xena: *bewildered look* Uh, as I was trying to say, the office is now in the bottom floor of our home. That area is something called an “in-law suite.” I wonder where the “out-laws” get to sleep, BOL! With no 40 minute commute, Mommy gets to sleep later and work in her casual clothes. Of course, that also means we get our breakfast later, and I don’t like that at all. I jump in bed and nudge under her neck, trying to get her up to feed me, er, us.
Our new home office
And Miss Brooke, who is the Office Assistant and only lives a few minutes away comes to our house to work. She got her own key and everything. We get to stay in the office with them all day and get pet and I lay in Mommy’s lap a lot. Miss Brooke really likes us both and says we are very good pups. And I don’t have to stay in my kennel any more. Of course, that also means I don’t get my treat puzzle, either. That’s another thing that falls in the not good column, but I really do like having Mommy home all day.
Lucy: And now Mom is home when we think we should get our supper. I remind her by poking her with my nose. Me and Xena, we used to synchronize our pokes to Dad to let us out and give us treats, with Xena standing under me. He says we look like a 2-headed Cerberus like that. Now he shuts his home office door. He says his leg was starting to bruise and he wasn’t getting any work done, either. One day last week I stuck my head under Mom’s leg while she was sitting in her work chair and tried to lift her up so she would come feed us. It surprised her, but it didn’t work.
Miss Brooke’s own dog, Hank, has started coming with her. Every time I see Hank, I try to make up with him, but he doesn’t seem to want to be friends. I’ll keep trying, like I did with Riley, and I know he will eventually be my friend.
I’m Hank, and I’m not unfriendly or afraid; I’m just not interested.
Xena: Hank’s afraid of me. Mommy says it’s cause I bark at him. Isn’t that barkalishis? I’m only 15 pounds to his 45 pounds. He must know I’m a Schnauzer Warrior Princess. I invite him to play every time he is here, but he always says no way Hose Aye. My name isn’t Hose Aye. He must have me mixed up with some chihuahua he knows. Mommy got Angel Lexi’s bed from the attic for him to lay on. But when he’s not here on Wednesdays and Thursdays…
We keep Mommy and Miss Brooke company and give them moral support. All day.
Keep up the good work Mommy and Miss Brooke.
We are Lucy and Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess at work.
Mommy had the lighting wrong, the position wrong and the cloth wrong.
Lucy had pretty much everything wrong. Mostly her scaredy dog look. Then her bored look. Why couldn’t everyone be happy and cooperative like me?
We tried again without the cloth and this was the best Lucy would give us. I wasn’t smiling anymore. I was getting tired and wanted my supper. Didn’t someone once say, “After all, tomorrow’s another day?” (duh)
Xena: While we wait for my video from the Freestyle Trial, I wanted to catch you up on what is going on around home. Do you remember my warning to Riley? Do you remember that he still went ahead and deadied my blue bone? That was bad, but not like deading a real live stuffie. Look who we found, a victim of a Riley attack.
Do you remember that poor old Mr. Elephant was very close with Angel Lexi? Now his guts are falling out of his butt. This isn’t the first time Riley tried to kill him. We think it is because he mattered so much to Angel Lexi. Mr. Elephant had asked that, instead of staying in the big green basket on top of the mantel to stay safe, he be allowed to stay in my kennel. He was ok in there until one day we all forgot to shut my kennel door and Riley saw his chance.
Riley: You two can stop talking about me now. My Dad’s coming to get me.
Lucy: I saw something had to be done immediately if we were to save Mr. Elephant. After thinking for 87 seconds, I made my decision.
I ran to the pantry and got some Tennessee whiskey to steady my nerves and gave Mr. Elephant a drink of it, too. Xena had eaten sauerkraut last night, so I told her to turn around and gas him. Between that and the whiskey, he was out cold. I gathered up some tools and put on my operating mask. Time was ticking and I had to work fast and sure with precision instruments. I also had to be very careful not to close up his bee hind hole. I looked for his tail, but that villain Riley must have eaten it. His right leg was ripped halfway off, so I fixed it to the best of my ability.
About 87 minutes into the surgery, Xena noticed that Mr. Elephant was also missing an ear.
We hurriedly – but carefully – looked under all the furniture. Xena is small enough to be able to scoot under the couch and love seat, and did a thorough search. It was all to no avail. That fiend Riley must have eaten his ear, too. I finished working on his back end, and, with only a short pee and snack break, started closing up the gaping whole where his ear used to be. Xena! Quick! Lick the sweat off my forehead! Thanks!
Mr. Elephant is in the guest room sleeping it off and is expected to make a full recovery. His back leg isn’t exactly straight anymore, so he will have a limp. And we’ll have to remember to stand on his left side when we talk to him.
Riley has gone home with his Dad, and it’s time for a nap after an exhausting, yet satisfying, day. The patient will live.
Wags and licks, Lucy the Surgeon and Xena Schnauzer Princess Warrior
You are looking at one tired and happy, happy puppy…me! Xena! I’ve had so many firsts this weekend, and they’ve all been great.
Let me start at the beginning, ok? Since Mommy started working at the Jewish synagogue, I haven’t been allowed to go to work with her except for that one time when I was getting my allergy testing, almost a year ago. So imagine my surprise when she gave me a bath very early on Friday morning and loaded me into my crate in the car. I shook for about 5 or 10 minutes, then settled down for the rest of the ride to…guess where. Bet you can’t guess! Work! This was 1st number one. I got to go in the synagogue and meet Mr. Billy Joe, who let me follow him around as he cleaned and did other stuff. I met Mr. Lester, too, who let me help him put away important books in the book closet.
When we were done with our work, I laid in Mommy’s office until it was time to go. She said we were only working a half day, ’cause we had a long drive ahead of us. We were going for me to get my first Freestyle title!
We drove about 87 hours from Chattanooga, on the big road through the mountains, winding back and forth and back and forth, until we got to a city called Greensboro in North Carolina. This was 1st number 2. I’ve never been on a trip befoe. We checked into a motel called the Red Roof Inn. Mommy said this is where the Freestylers from out of town were staying. We walked into our room with all our stuff, right into a big puddle of water on the floor by the sink and potty room. Back to the office we went, with all our stuff loaded back in our car, and were given a key card to the next room down. This was 1st number 3. I’ve never stayed in a hotel before.
Nom, nom, nom.
The first thing I did after we got in our new room was eat my dinner. So far, so good. By now it was late, at least 6 o’clock, and we were both tired, so we just hung out in the room listening to Mommy’s new Stephen King audio book. Around 9 o’clock, we were both nodding off and were ready to turn off the lights, when workmen who were staying there gathered outside their room – which was right next to ours – talking loud and coming and going in their loud work trucks. That went on for 87 minutes and they finally went away. Almost as soon as they left, another group of work men, speaking another language, took their place. They were smoking, too, and it was coming in through the air conditioner, making us miserable. Mommy gets really grouchy when she is too tired. She called the office three – yes, three- times. Someone kept coming down telling them to be quiet, and that worked for less than five minutes each time. Finally Mommy opened our door – while she was in her jammies – and told these guys that they were keeping her awake and to please be quiet. They said they were sorry and were quiet until the door shut. Mommy opened the door again – still in her jammies – and told them that she wasn’t going to warn them again, that next time she was calling the police, and slammed the door closed. This was my 1st number 4. I’ve never seen Mommy so teed off and yelling at a bunch of big men before. They finally went inside, where we could hear them throwing dice and hollering and laughing. Next thing we knew, the alarm on their big truck started blasting. At that point, Mommy called the office again and told the guy who answered that she was getting dressed, packing the car, and coming down to get a full refund on both nights. It was now 11:30 at night, so the clerk made Mommy come around to the night window, pushed the printout with the credit card refund through the slot to her and muttered something in another language that we didn’t understand. Mommy thought about sleeping in the car, but it was getting pretty cold. There was a Motel 6 right next door, so in she went. They liked dogs there, and room access was from an inside hallway, so we decided to stay there.
I wish you could calm down, Mommy, so we could both get some sleep.
Mommy was so over-exhausted and so worked up that she couldn’t fall asleep for a long time. Six-thirty o’clock came way too soon the next morning, but a shower (for Mommy) and a breakfast (for me) got us going. Back into the car and another 30 minute drive took us to a city called Winston-Salem, North Carolina. That’s where the Freestyle event was. I thought I would go in, do our routine, get paid, and leave. Boy, was I wrong.
Isn’t it my turn yet?
Oh, and this was 1st number 5. I’ve never competed in a Freestyle event before. When the trial finally started, they had to get through all the beginner dogs who were doing something new called “Phrases,” plus Level 1, and wait for the judges to be done with each one. It was finally my turn and I was super, over-the-moon excited! We started our dance routine just like we practiced, then I hopped and bounced and ran out of the ring to say high to the judges, and then right back to Mommy, and we finished our dance routine just like we had practiced. She was sure I had “blown it,” and we were going to get disqualified foe leaving the ring, but guess what. They loved me! I only got one point taken off my score for running outside of the ring. And guess what else. When we went up front with all the other levels to find out who got ribbons and prizes and titles, me and Mommy each got a blue first place ribbon for our class (II B). Blue ribbons, 1st number 6. And guess what else.
I got my Freestyle Level II (2) B Title! 1st number 7. Mommy was so surprised that she couldn’t stop grinning. She says she is super proud of me, and we are still going back on Sunday to do it all over again. I can’t get more ribbons or titles tomorrow, but weMommy we want to try to do the dance routine that we had practiced so hard and maybe get an even higher score. I’ll let you know how that works out and share the video with you as soon as we get it.
Love, hops and wiggles, Xena Schnauzer Dancing Warrior Princess
Angel Lexi: On All Hallow’s Eve, I am back to play tricks and get treats. So tonight, I am reclaiming my blog. That’s right, my blog! This is the night before All Saint’s Day, the day where I will be especially remembered and prayers will go up for me and a candle lit to show I am still the light of the world and star of the stage to show my spirit still shines brightly in the hearts of those who love me. So tonight I will partake of a little mischief. I would rather partake of Kahlua and cream, but there is no cream in the refrigerator.
Lookout, Xena, here I come. You may eat raw meat every day, but I have not yet had my fill of blood. Eating kibble all my life has left me very, very thirsty. (in best Bela Lugosi voice) I come to suck your…oh forget it, that’s just too corny, even for me. Now, where was I? Tonight, Xena, you become like me!
Xena: You mean I am going to become an Angel?
Angel Lexi: No! You will be a Vampire Dog!
Xena: Aghhhh! Help!
Angel Lexi: There is no help for you. You will crave blood, fresh blood. Now go get some blood! (And bring me all the meat from the fridge.)
Now YOU will be a vampire, too, Mommy, with me and Angel Lexi
Xena: Oh, Mo-o-ommy… hold me, Mommy, hold me close bawahaha
Riley: We don’t know, your Mom just told us to say it. Did you get that guttural c h sound right? Keep looking at the camera – we haven’t gotten our posing payment yet.
Xena: What’s gutteral?
Riley: Just pretend like you’re trying to dislodge a piece of food from your throat. If you can’t do that, then just say happy Shemini Atzeret .
Xena: Oh, Mom, Mom, Mom. I think Riley just swore.
We are joining our friends at Comedy Plus for the Happy Tuesday Blog Hop this week!
I’m getting ready for my first Freestyle competition. We’ve tweaked our routine and I’ve got my part down. I am having sooo much fun! Mommy is going to take me to work with her in a few weeks and we are going to leave in the middle of the day to drive to Winston-Salem, North Carolina. *bounce bounce bounce* I’m going to get something called a title. I already have the title of Princess Warrior. I wonder what my new one will be. Anyhoo, here is the newest version of our dance!
Can you believe that I got stuck in my kennel all day on Saturday while Mom and Dad took Lucy somewhere. The only place I could think of was that they took her to the vet. I was mad about being left at home, but I hope she’s ok. She was too worn out when she got home to tell me anything.
My peeps must have felt bad about leaving me home cause they took me up the mountain today to Rock City’s Rocktoberfest.
Daddy needed to warm up his dancing, so he (sorta) asked me to dance with him.
There was more fun stuff and other stuff that was kinda scary. Mr Rocky was in the pavilion dancing, and then he ran over to the bench where I was sitting with my Daddy and grabbed a tam grrr eeen.
He terrorized me with it! Daddy said Rocky was just having fun and entertaining everyone, but it sure made a lot of noise.
Mommy took me walking along the trails. The temperature was real nice, what Mommy calls “sweater weather.”
This little gnome was watching to be sure everyone stayed on the trail, like the sign said. I told him I was sorry, but I had to go off-trail for a quick potty break. He was nice about it and didn’t chase me away.
Next, Mommy took me exploring. We went into the mountain. I remember doing this last year, and I survived it, so I screwed up my courage and off we went.
This strange-looking guy was behind these bars, but he looked pretty happy. He had a big jug of something and a giant mushroom. Mmmm, mushroom.
A little further down was this old man and woman sleeping in their bed, and they were also behind bars.
I wonder if they are dangerous, or being punished for something, or maybe it’s just like my kennel, to keep them safe. I wonder if they get a food puzzle when they get stuck in their kennel.
Before I knew it, things got really dark.
I could hardly see going down the stone stairs or around corners, and I’m a lot closer to the ground than most peeps.
Soon, everything got weird, kinda psychedelic.
Maybe I shouldn’t have tried that munchroom, er mushroom, the fellow behind the bars offered me.
When we finally got out of the mountain, a woman was standing as still as a statue, with a bird sitting in her hand.
She welcomed us back from Sheol and made the munchroom effects go away.
We finally got back to the pavilion where there was food and beer.
Daddy had bought a new mug, so Mommy got it filled with beer and she got a beer cheese bowl to eat. While she was eating, Daddy held me in front of the pavilion and people asked if they could pet me and take my picture. I would have rather sat and ate with Mommy, but no one asked me what I wanted. I sure hope I get to go back (and get some cheese and beer)!
Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess at Rocktoberfest 2019!
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 