Epilepsy Awareness and Poetry on Thankful Thursday

Xena: First, thanks to Angel Brian, who is hosting Thankful Thursday, as well as Angel Sammy for the great picture every week!
Today is the 11th Annual FiveSibes #LiveGibStrong Purple Day®️ for Epilepsy Blog Hop & Social Media Share! AND it’s the day we create great poetry for the pictures Angel Sammy gives us! AND it’s Thankful Thursday. Wow, I’m getting tired just thinking about everything that’s going on. I’m gonna take a nap and will be right back.

Chia: I’m not tired! Here’s the picture for today, and my poem follows it.

Shhhh, Don’t Tell by Chia

Shhh, don’t tell anyone
You saw me fall on the ground and shake.
Shhh, I’m my father’s son,
He can’t see me writhe like a snake.

Shhh, don’t tell anyone.
I want to be just like my friends.
My life has just begun
But I can almost see how it ends.

Maybe you should tell someone.
I need help.
I need help.
I need help!

The End

Xena: *yawn* Thanks for taking over, Chia, while I took a little nap. Hey! You’re done! *reading the poem* Poor little guy. Let’s help tell everyone about Epilepsy Awareness.

(L-R) Lucy, Chia, Xena

Finally, thanks to Five Sibes for hosting this day.

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Xena: We agreed that together we would tell you how thankful we are for all our blogging friends. You help us – especially our Mommy – get through the tough times. And from being at our church for the funeral, I realized how much love and caring our folks get from those great people, too. (And everyone was happy for me to be there!)

Love from YOUR friends, Xena, Lucy, Chia and our Mom

Long Table Feast by Lucy on Thankful Thursday

Thanks to Angel Brian, who is hosting Thankful Thursday, as well as Angel Sammy for the great picture every week! 

Long Table Feast by Lucy

A river of plates stretches farther than sight,
Colors and spices bloom under lantern light.
Crowds lean in close as history is shared,
A banquet so vast it must be declared.
At table’s bright edge sits Lucy, alert and proud,
Boxer–Staffy smile winning hearts in the crowd.
Her eyes track the steam as dumplings drift by,
Certain this feast was laid out just for her—no lie!

Lucy: Wow, I sure do wish this was all for me. I’m hungry all the time. In fact Mom took me to the doctor yesterday cause she’s worried about something called Cushings. I smiled at the vet and the tech and they fell instantly in love with me. (That was my plan.) They still stole some of my blood, but it didn’t hurt much. Mom will let all my friends here know what the diagnosis is when she hears back from the nice vet. Oh, and I’m thankful for all the treats they gave me at the vet’s, too!

Xena: I’d eat all the time too, but I’m not always bugging Mommy for food. Mommy says it’s cause I’m a schnauzer. We could eat 24/7. Maybe you have schnauzer in you, Lucy.

Chia: I’m thankful that my tummy gets full at meal time and I’m not always having to ask for more. And no, you two, you can’t have my treats.

Lucy: Oh, and I almost forgot, I’m thankful that the vet was amazed at how supple my joints all are and my agility at age 11. (I didn’t tell her that Mom gives me healthy supplements to help keep them that way.) And I’m thankful that the vet left the room with the words, “I hope the rest of my patients today are as sweet and as good as you, Lucy.” *more big wags*

We’re all thankful that we have good and good-for-us food every day and for a warm house with comfy places to sleep. Hope all our friends are having a good Sunday!

Love and Licks, Lucy, Xena and Chia

Thankful Thursday Thoughtful Poem

Xena: My sisters and I were trying to decide who should take this picture and make a poem out of it. We decided that we would all say something. But first, we want to thank Angel Brian, who is hosting Thankful Thursday, as well as Angel Sammy for the great picture every week! 

AGELESS by Xena, Lucy and Chia

I’m nine now, says Xena, and yet I can say
I feel so much younger when with Chia I play.

I’m only five, says Chia, the Jacksund.
I run and I play like I just turned one.

I’m eleven, says Lucy, but I still see
In Mom’s eyes a prettier and younger me.

You all, says Mom Amy, keep me young with your love,
And for you I thank our good Lord above.

The End

Xena: We did it! I’m sure thankful for that. And for my Mommy who cuddles and holds me and won’t ever let me get hurt. Even when I get afraid, I feel so safe with her.

Chia: I’m thankful for all my toys. I have fun shaking the schnauzer stuffies in Xena’s face, BOL! And I’m thankful that Mom will play with me when I ask her to.

Lucy: I’m thankful for all my friends at work and in the neighborhood, and how they all pet me and talk so nice to me. They know I like them because I smile and wag all over when I see them.

And we’re all thankful for our readers and friends. Without you, it wouldn’t be much fun to blog.

Happy Thursday, everyone!

Lucy’s Dirty Poetry and Thankful Thursday

Lucy: First, thanks to Angel Brian, who is hosting Thankful Thursday, as well as Angel Sammy for the picture every week! I didn’t get in on the sister photo poem action last week, so I get to do the poem all by myself today. I’m not in the picture, either, but read on and you’ll find out why.

Snitched On by Lucy

My sisters found out what I did
Covered with mud playing with a kid.
So they turned to AI to snitch on me.
But it didn’t work. As you can see,
That dog looks not a bit like me!

This is me (and my little sis, Xena):

Xena: Hey Lucy, thanks for including me in your picture. You’re a good big sister and I’m thankful for you.
Chia: Are you thankful for me, too, Xeb…er, Xena?
Xena: Sometimes. But especially when we play together. And I’m thankful that our visitors from the Philippines are still here with us. Marie Cris holds me every night and rubs my tummy.
Lucy: Yes, and I’m thankful that I get to sleep with Miss Kim every night. I’m also thankful that I had a good 10-year birthday yesterday.
Xena: Yes, but Mommy’s a bit worried about you cause you ate that entire, 14 inch long braided chew stick yesterday – the one Mommy got you for your birthday and thought it would take you days to chew through. Guess she doesn’t know you that well, huh? Anyhoo, Chia’s keeping an eye on you while me and Mommy and Daddy are all at work today. Just have Miss Kim or Miss Marie Cris call us if you need us, OK?
Lucy: OK, but I feel fine. I’m gonna hang with them today. In the meantime, we hope all our friends have a good Thankful Thursday!

Christmas Eve and Day Miracle, Hopes and Presents

Xena: Merry Christmas to all my friends. I hope everyone is happy and your tummies full.

Christmas Eve Miracle:

I want to tell you the back story, and I’ll try to keep it kinda short. You probably already know we love our neighbor kids and they love us, especially Miss Clare and her little sister Lucy (yes, like our Lucy), so we all call her Lucia – which is her real name so there’s no mix up. I, Xena, am the reason 15-year-old Miss Clare fell in love with schnauzers. Then, this fall, the family’s friend’s schnauzer had five baby puppies. Clare had been trying to get her follk to let her have one since before they were born. They were a dogless family – sad, I know. My Mommy tried helping by tellling them how great us schnauzers are and stuff like that. They finally told her no, and she gave up. Then some circumstances changed. Guess what she got on Christmas Eve…

This is 12-week-old Fritz in Miss Clare’s arms.

He had a fun day of playing with the kids and chewing on stuff and peeing in the house. My Mommy is now his official Aunt Amy … and she got to hold him too. By the way, Miss Clare’s Mommy let my Mommy know she was making the hour drive to get a puppy for Miss Clare while Mommy was grooming me yesterday. My Mommy was so happy she started crying. Weird, I know. Then Miss Clare started crying when her Mommy walked in with the as yet unnamed puppy! Miss Clare named him Fritz. I’m sure we’ll all be seeing much more of Fritz!

Christmas Eve Bedtime:

Xena: Mommy, is Santa Paws coming tonight?
Mommy: Yes, sweet baby. Go to sleep now so he will come.

Christmas Day:

Two of us waited patiently….finally…

I got Wiggles and Wags Fruit Slices: Apple & Pumpkin. And besides the taste, the best part is the ingredients: Apple, Pumpkin. That’s all! And I’m not allergic to either of those!!

Lucy: I got a bag of them, too! And I also got Wiggles & Wags Meaty Patties with beef and chicken and a coupla other OK things.

Chia: I got a bag of Wiggles & Wags Chewy Bones made with chicken and cheese (yummy). They’re soft and chewy.

Xena: Mommy opened our bags and we got to stick our heads in them and “stuff our faces” until she picked up the bags, saying, “Let’s save some for later. You just had breakfast.”

That was three hours ago. We’ve gotta go now to see if we can have some more yet. Lots of love and wishes for a good Christmas.

Xena, Lucy and Chia

It Wasn’t Me by Xena and Thankful Thursday

First, thanks to Angel Brian, who is hosting Thankful Thursday, as well as Angel Sammy for the picture every week!

Xena: I’m very thankful today that Daddy helped my Mommy get some internet connection from the boat, uh, ship they’re still on in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. I’ve been able to catch up a little bit on what’s going on and I’m happy to say Mommy misses me as much as I miss her! Other than that, they danced in the ballroom with good music from a band the first night and had a lot of fun. The second night the boat was on the “high seas” and they tried to dance, but I guess that’s hard when the boat, I mean ship, is rocking. Guess that’s what “Don’t rock the boat” means! Hey, isnt’ that a song?

Anyhow, the third night was a don’t even try to dance night, cause the things called waves and swells were much worse. The good news is they didn’t get sick and were still able to eat as much as they could fit in their tummies. (I could fit a lot in my tummy!) So I’m also thankful that I wasn’t on that rocking boat and maybe getting sick, and that my folks didn’t get sick, too.

They’ve also met some nice people from the UK and Germany and Queens, Ireland and the U.S., too. That was all over meals while they were eating.

So now here’s my poem (thank you, Mommy, for helping me.)

It Wasn’t Me (or The Ghosts Did It) by Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess

Look at this mess! It sure wasn’t me.
I was sound asleep next to the tree.
I only woke when I heard you yell,
“Just look at this mess! What the h…ll!?”

The ghost of Christmas past appeared,
Our friend, the lab, woofed with much fear.
He ripped the wrappings oh so fast
And took our presents to the past.

The ghost of Christmas present came,
My sis Lucy sincerely explained.
It said others needed these more,
Then left to take them to the poor.
Then came the ghost of Christmas to come
Saying we’d need these more in years to come.

My other sis looked at the floor.
From her eyes guilty tears did pour.
I did all this and made up the story.
For all of it, I’m very sorry.

Our Mum sat down and said so sweet,
Come and sit here by my feet.
I love you all! Let’s get the broom
And clean up the living room.
I have only one thing to say…
Where are your gifts I wrapped today?

We looked around and saw nothing,
No toys nor treats, not a single thing.
Perhaps the ghosts really did appear…
We’ll watch for those gifts in a future year!

The End

Lucy and Chia: Hi Mom!! Hi Dad!! We miss you too, and we’re still having a good time with Miss Christy. We’re so thankful that she was able to come be our dog-sitter while you’re gone. And we’re thankful we’re not on a rocking ship on the big ocean, too! Lots of love to you and to all our friends.




Happy Thanksgiving and Xena’s Fantasy Meal

Xena: I’m not allowed to eat ham, so that’s why I have turkey for Thanksgiving. (Sorry Mr. Turkey, above.) Speaking of eating turkey, here’s my poem on Thankful Thursday. Oh, and thanks to Angel Brian, who is hosting Thankful Thursday, as well as Angel Sammy for the picture every week!

Thanksgiving Dinner by Xena the Schnauzer

Come on Heinz, bring me a piece
A big one, mind you, not full of grease.

I’m trying, Xexe, to get you some,
But if Mom comes in I’ll have to run.

I thought you cooked the turkey for me!
I thought that I am your sweet honey.

You are my dear, but don’t you see?
This turkey is bigger than you and me!

You grab the front, I’ll grab the back
Together we’ll have a really good snack!

The End

Chia: I can’t wait to get some of that turkey I smell cooking in the oven. Mmmm.
Lucy: It does smell great! What about your thankfuls, Chia?
Chia: I’m thankful I got to go on the Fort Wayne trip with Mom and Dad. I got to visit my Grandma and I wasn’t afraid of her in her wheel chair this time. She pet me real nice and than Mom sat on the floor and held me.
Lucy: I’m thankful I didn’t have to ride in the car on a trip. I’m a nervous wreck when I do that. Instead, I stayed with Miss Susan and my friends Sasha and Oliver, where I had a great time. I can’t wait to go back. And I’m thankful that Sasha’s mouth and place where she had stitches is all healed up and she’s her excited, happy self again!
Xena: I’m also thankful I got to go with Mommy and Daddy, even if I DID get a bath while I was there. I’m glad I made a nice man in a wheel chair happy while we visited my Grandma. He pet me and I layed between his feet. He said he liked me and I’m a good dog. *wags* I’m also thankful to be home and back with my sister Lucy. *wags* I guess that’s all for now, so together…
Lucy, Chia and Lucy: Happy Thanksgiving!

Xena’s Poem on Thankful Thursday

My first thankful is for Angel Brian, who is hosting Thankful Thursday, as well as Angel Sammy for the great picture every week! *yawn* I had to get up early this morning, even before breakfast, so Chia couldn’t pull what she did last week, stealing my picture poem! As if I wouldn’t know!Now for the picture and my poem.

New River Apartments (or New Jersey, New York) by Xena

New York City is full with new folks moving there.
There’s no more apartments and just enough air.
The mayor said, “No more!” The Jersey folks, compliant,
Turned back.
But New Jersey refused saying, “No! You’re not fans of the Giants!”

They all hauled their boats to the river named Hudson
After stopping at Costco to buy meat, fruit and onions,
Plus all else they needed for in the river to stay.
Now residents of neither, no state income taxes they pay!

The End

Xena: They shoulda just come to Tennessee. I heard that we don’t have to pay state income taxes here, either.
Lucy: Have you seen the traffic on the way to work and back? It’ cause of all the new apartments going up and all the folks moving outa places where they have hurricanes! They heard it’s nice here, and it is! But I want to get home after work to have my supper and it’s really slowing things down!
Chia: I think that looks like it would be fun to jump from boat to boat, saying hi to everyone and gobbling up whatever food is sitting out!

Xena: Oh wait! I almost forgot about our thankfuls! Let’s see…I’m thankful I got to go to work TWO times last week and again this week! And I’m thankful for the sunshine and time outside with Mommy.

Lucy: I’m also thankful for our time outside. I love to lay in the sun. And I love to run over to the nextdoor neighbors to visit with the kids. (They love me, too!) And I’m thankful that Mom ordered me a new name and phone number tag for my collar. My old one got lost. Hey, what do your tags say?
Xena: Mine says, “Help me, I’m lost.”
Chia: Mine says, “Oh Crap, I’m lost.”
Lucy and Xena: *rolling on ground laughing* Yep, that’s so you, Chia! *still laughing*

Chia: Well, I guess that’s it for today folks. Have a great weekend and don’t get lost!

Owl Delivery: A Poetic Adventure with Chia

Chia: It’s still my birthday month, woohoo! And Xena’s still lookin’ the other way (for real!) when I grab the picture for the Thursday poetry. So let’s start off with being thankful for Angel Brian, who is hosting Thankful Thursday, as well as Angel Sammy for the picture every week! Here we go!

Owl Delivery Plus by Chia

Mom! Owl Delivery you called is here.
He says he’ll catch that mouse we fear.
Miss Mousie’s smart, but so is Owl.
He said he’ll need a grooming towel.

“A grooming towel?” my Mom replied.
“Well, let him in with his supplies!
Let’s see what Mr. Owl can do.
It can’t be any worse than you.”

I hung my head, opened the door.
Owl flew onto the entry floor.
Mousie ran out and down the walk
Then got grabbed up by a big hawk.

The towel’s to wipe the sidewalk clean;
Here’s the terms on which we agreed.
Thanks little Chia for today.
If you’d caught Mouse I’d not got paid.

The End

Chia: OK, so it wasn’t so much a delivery as a service call. But that’s what I meant by “PLUS” in the title! Hmmm, wondering if Owl Delivery Plus really did come to our house. We haven’t seen hide nor poop from Mousy in a few days. Mommy read that mice can’t resist peanut butter, so she baited her new trap and all her old traps with Kroger cheap brand PB. Maybe Mousy likes the more expensive stuff and moved to a fancier house… hey, Xena, what do you have to be thankful for today?

Xena: I’m thankful I got to go to work with Mommy three times this week and *whispers* you didn’t get to go at all.
Chia: Why do you think I can’t hear you when you whisper? I’ve got dog ears, too, you know.
Xena: Oh, well, uh, I meant, you might run outside onto the busy road and get run over by a car. I, on the other hand, am well behaved and never do that kind of thing. I don’t pull on the leash, either, which is why I got to go for a walk with Mommy early this morning and you got put out in the dog lot by yourself.
Chia: Grrrr. I just have more spirit than you!
Lucy: Girls, this is supposed to be Thankful Thursday, not Snide Saturday. Let’s tone it down. I’m thankful for my walk this morning, and that we’re all allowed to sleep in the big bed with our folks at night. And also for Thomas the Mailman who comes to Mom’s work to give me good treats!

Xena: Lucy, you reminded me of one more thankful. Mr. Ted always came to the church to see me and give Mommy some papers with lots of numbers on it from Sunday. I like Mr. Ted almost as much as I like my brother Adam. Then someone else took his place. But Tuesday he came by just to hold me and pet me. Mommy helped me up into his lap and he talked sweet to me and gave me scritches in all my favorite places. He’s going on vacation, but told me he’d come back to see me when he gets back. *big wags*

Chia: I guess that’s a wrap for today, folks. Stay cool in this heat, and don’t let any little schnauzers push you around…gotta go!

Thankfuls and Thursday Poetry by Chia

Chia:  I’m thankful for Angel Brian, who is hosting Thankful Thursday, as well as Angel Sammy for the picture every week. Let’s see what Angel Sammy has in store for us today. Oh, and you’ll notice I hopped into the picture! *whole body wags*

You Can’t Have “Be Mine” by Chia

I’m hiding out here from a schnauzer named Xena.
She thinks she’s a princess and maybe a queena.
Just me and my doxie, too pretty for words;
Up here we both sit amongst wet pigeon turds.

My Bro Drew lives here with all of his stuff
E’en though it’s too much he thinks “Never enuf!”
And so it flows over and out and around
Until none of his dumb things can ever be found.

Scaredy cat Xena won’t climb up this high
To steal my dear doxie and then justify
Her actions by saying I steal her stuffed toy.
Heck, it’s just a schnauzer that gives her no joy.

What’s that I hear? It’s the dinner bell!
It’s Mom who is calling, do you hear her yell,
“Come home my dear jackshund, bring your brother too.
You’ve got a new stuffie and fresh rabbit stew.”

The End

Xena: I don’t like your poem. I changed my mind. I want to do the poem this week.
Chia: Too late! Everyone’s read it and you’ll look like a dork if you do that.
Xena: *Trots into bedroom with a determined look on her face*

Lucy: Never mind her, Chia. It was a good poem and full of truth, too, BOL!

Chia: Yep. That’s why she didn’t like it. So whatcha got to be thankful for today, Lucy?
Lucy: I’m thankful I’m allowed to sleep in the big bed, especially with all the storms last week and this week, too.

Xena, returning from bedroom with a picture: I am thankful that I went to work with my Mommy on Monday. I greeted a lot of people (who all liked me) and I worked really hard. When Miss Nancy finally got out of my chair, I hopped up and took a well-deserved nap.

Well, that’s all for today, folks. I hope Chia’s learned that she can’t be dissin’ me. I gotta go now and chase her through the house. XOX Xena



Xena’s Sunday Selfie: Watching for My Daddy

Lots of the time when my Mommy is sitting out on the front porch, I love to sniff all over the yard and roll in good smells and sometimes chase a bird or two.

But, sometimes, I just like to lay there near her, as you can see in this picture from last fall.

This year, the week before Easter, my Daddy went up to Indy Anna to visit his Mommy and the rest of his family. Here is the picture he sent to Mommy to prove he was there. Or maybe just so she could see him and his Mommy.

The weather was pretty all week, both there and here at home. So Mommy and me, we spent a lot of time outside when she we weren’t at work.

I got to thinking. What if Daddy never came back? What if I didn’t have him anymore… Maybe I should start sharing my love with him as much as I do with my Mommy. Yep, that’s what I’m gonna start doing.

I decided to wait right there on the porch for him until he got home, or until it was supper time…whichever came first. And that’s just what I did until dinner was served about 15 long minutes later.

Now, I don’t sleep on the other side of Mommy during the night. I sleep right between them both, with my head on one of their pillows or sometimes on my little pillow. That way Daddy knows I love him, too. (Mommy still always makes sure I’m covered up good so I don’t get cold.) I do hope Daddy knows I love him tons and tons.

I am Daddy’s Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess

Thanks to The Cat on My Head for hosting Sunday selfies!

Lucy’s Picture Poem and Thankfuls

Lucy: First,  I’m thankful for the picture by Angel Sammy And, as always I’m thankful for Angel Brian, who does such a great job at hosting Thankful Thursday.
Today I’m nine years and two days old.
Chia: Luce the Deuce, you’re not going to give your exact age every time you write a post, are you?
Xena: Most girls don’t tell their age. That’s what Mommy says.
Lucy: I’m proud of my age. I don’t look a day over eight! Anyhoo, as I was starting to say, this is my first poem at nine years old. Isn’t this just the sweetest picture? I think that’s how my Mom and Dad will be when they are 87 years old. Here we go…

Through the Eyes of Love by Lucy

We met a mere ten years ago and had no time to waste.
I knew I loved you, Geraldine, when first I saw your face.
Now on our anniversary I just want to say,
My love, you are more beautiful with every passing day.

Lucy: I think that’s the kind of love our folks have. It makes me happy, cause they love me and my sisters a lot, too. That’s my thankful this week.

Chia: I’m thankful that awful snow is gone. It was cold and wet and I didn’t like it at all. I hope it never comes back.

Lucy: But what about our brand new neighbors who have six kids? Mom told them they could sled down our big, steep front yard, and they were so happy. It made me wag!

Chia: True. And when brother Andrew went outside, one of them called him “sir.” BOLOLOL! He thought it was funny, too.

Xena: I’m thankful they don’t live with us. And I’m thankful Mommy finally opened up my kennel door so I could lay in there again.

Chia: What happened? Why’d she shut it? I couldn’t get in there either.

Xena: *hangs head* I wouldn’t listen to her. She told me to get out and come to bed, and I just laid there staring at her. I’d done that before, asserting my independence, ya’ know. But now I understand that I have to listen or there will be what’s called consequences.

Chia: What’re consequences?
Xena: Getting locked out of our, er my kennel!

All: Wishing everyone a happy Thursday! Lucy, Xena and Chia

Boring and Scary Vacation

(Boring) Are we there yet?

A note from the Mommy: It took 9 1/2 hours to drive from Chattanooga, Tennessee to Fort Wayne, Indiana. The pups got a potty break halfway.

(Scary) I’m coming Mommy! Wait! These stairs are slippery…I’m sliding….I’ll fall…I’ll die…carry me!

Another note from the Mom: From the moment we entered the Air B&B, Xena refused to move off the entry rug onto the hardwood floors. We have hardwood floors at home, but these “just aren’t the same.” She jumped from one rug to the other and back. It took about an hour – and supper served in the kitchen where she had to walk across those scary floors to get to. Nothing keeps a schnauzer from her food.

Then came the wooden stairs. Xena skittered and cried and then, when I picked her up to carry her up/down the stairs, she threw her front legs around my neck and shook. Last night she managed to get down the stairs by herself, slipping and shaking the whole way. This morning she went down, and I heard her crying to come back up. Then I heard the skittering and crying and the next thing I knew she was peeking around the landing with the top two stairs. Even though she made it, she once again hung onto me and shook in my arms. It breaks my heart to see her so scared. I tried to help her to get over her fear, but will now carry her, as she gave it her best shot.

Xena: I am Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess! I am not afraid!

Mommy: I know, my sweet, precious girl. But I love to hold you and carry you. Will you let me do that?

Xena: Well…OK!

Happy Mother’s Day, Mom!

Today we thank  The Cat on My Head for helping us to say Happy Mother’s Day with our Selfies! To settle the argument of who got to go first, then next, then next, Riley declared we shall go in age order, starting with the oldest. Here we go, and this one’s for you, Mom!

Mom Amy: Y’all make it a great Mother’s Day, my dear girls and sweet boy. I’m so happy everyone is healthy and happy. I love you too!

Xena: Why are you all dressed up in this picture, Mom? Are you going somewhere?
Mom: No, this is a picture from last night just before your Dad and I went out ballroom dancing.
Chia: You mean when you left us alone with no food or anyone to bug,umm, I mean, pet us?
Lucy: I was afraid you wouldn’t come back!
Riley: Happy Mother’s Day!

Meeting my Relatives

Xena: As promised, I am back today to tell you about my 3 hour trip to south Georgia to my breeder’s, Grammy Toni. It was a real nice day and a nice ride down the interstate. I mostly slept in my favorite kennel in the back seat of the car while Mommy drove.

Sorry for the bad picture. The kennel is soft and blue and has a fluffy pillow and my stuffie JenJen bear and my stuffie Priscilla.

Mommy warned me that there would be two fellas there with their schnauzers that they got from Grammy, too. Here are their “babies.”

L-R Katie Ann, Savanah, Bo

We’re all cousins, or something like that. Let’s just say we’re related.

I was really nervous about the whole thing. New place. New people, new floor to have to walk on. And most of all, seven new dogs to meet. I have to admit, I didn’t do so well at the meet and greet.

I mostly sat in Mommy’s lap or under Mommy’s chair. All the other schnauzers came up to me to sniff me and say hello, and I growled at them. I didn’t lift my lip or anything, I was just kinda scared. Not shaking-in-my-furs scared, just stay-away-from-me scared. The men were really nice and knew all about schnauzers, so they tried real easy-like to be friends with me, and I even got a treat from one of them. (This trip was rather short on treats.)

Mommy sat down on the floor and had what she called a Schnauzer-Fest. It made her really happy, and she kept smiling and offering to take one or the other of them home with us. But they all said they liked where they were, thank you very much. (Do you think it was cause of me?) Anyhoo, we found out that I’m related to all of Grammy’s schnauzers, too. Grammy lost her heart dog just a few months ago, and the fellas kept saying how much I look like him. When Mommy saw his picture, she couldn’t believe how true that was, and said she would have sworn that was me. He was my brother. What do you think?

This is Socrates. This is NOT me.

I would have liked a lot to have met my brother Socrates yesterday…we were twinsies for real! And then Grammy would be happy, too.
So me and Mommy, we’re dedicating this post to Socrates (I will call him Socrates the Great), who is on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge.

Love and wiggles, Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess

I’m a Work Dog Again

Xena: Last week I got to go to Mommy’s workplace for the first time since I was just a puppy. It’s a new place, and it’s a church again. Mommy went from temp status to hired! So now I’m the official church dog. My first day there was Tuesday a week ago. I got so nervous that I had a runny, stinky accident. I didn’t get to go back last week, after that embarrassment to both me and Mommy.

Anyhoo, this week I got to go back to work with the promise I would only potty outside. I went on Monday and again yesterday. We don’t work on Fridays which is why we’ve got our vet appointment today. I’ll tell ya’, it’s hard work. My office is right in front of the front door, and it has big glass windows both in the front of the office and on both sides of the front door so I can see anyone coming. I have to grrrrrrr real quietly with my mouth closed until I know they are OK. Then I run up to them and welcome them with a wagging tail.

After work I went to the vet to get my ears checked again. They were much better, but still not 100%. So I’ve been getting this globby stuff in them every night, but one of them is actually worse. We’re all going to the vet today to get blood pulled for our twice a year DNA HW test *shake* *shiver* so the vet is going to look at them again then. I’ll be shaking so hard I probably won’t even notice. *sigh*

Working all day can be exhausting. We must have walked up and down the long hallway to the coffee room and the lobby (they call it a narthex) 87 times yesterday. Sometimes I just nap in Mommy’s lap.

Can you see her green top she wore a day early for St. Patty’s Day?

I like to schmooze the pastor, too. I follow him into his office and ask to be pet and to sit in his lap. He says I’m a real cutie and a good girl. (He doesn’t know about my accident down the hall.) He said I can come every day except Wednesday when there’s lots of people there. That’s OK by me! I also like to lay in Mommy’s lap while she works on the ‘puter. I haven’t gotten my own ‘puter yet — maybe we’ll get another one from the Good Will store like I had at the other church.

Mom: Whatcha’ doin’, Xexe?
Xena: Miss Nancy fed me all my treats. Is it time to go home yet?

Well, that was my long way of wishing you a very happy St. Patty’s Day, and don’t drink and drive, BOL!

And here’s one for my Daddy, who’s something called a “Trekkie.”

Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess

We’re All Here on Awww Monday

Chia: It’s early and Mom’s taking pictures. It’s still cold out, so I pulled down my blanket – you know the one I got for Christmas and it’s all mine – off the back of the couch and wrapped it around me.

Now I’m warm and comfy.

Xena: So, my sissie Chia is happy on the couch, and I’ve claimed her place in her bed that’s in my kennel. Mommy says this is called an “on-going feud.”

Mommy has been letting my pretty hair grow out to keep me warm this winter. I got a bath, and she said to tell you this picture was taken before she got to brush my pretty hair.

Riley: Zzzzzzzzzzzz.

Lucy: Excuse me, I don’t mean to be rude, but I’m trying to take a sunbath.

We all want to thank Miss Sandee at Comedy Plus for hosting Awww Monday!