Xena: Well, no luck with FB or ND. Chia: FB? ND? Xena: Facebook and Next Door. Get with the social media vibe, CheeBee. Well, Mom tried to give the puppy to a neighbor who had a husky who died recently, but he’s not ready for another dog. Can’t get anyone to answer the phone at the city shelter or the Humane Society. Tomorrow Mommy’s gonna talk to someone at church who volunteers at one of those places. In the meantime, all three of us were a bit dismayed to find the puppy still here when we got out of bed this morning. We’ve all been growling at her and saying “No!” to playing. Even Lucy! Puppy did have some time outside with Chia, though. (Now she’s actually answering to “the puppy.”)
Mommy put one of Chia’s many name tags with her and Daddy’s phone numbers on the halter in case she gets away.
The folks realized that huskies need a lot, and I mean a lot, of exercise. That means running for a half hour or more every day, preferably an hour. And never off-leash. Daddy said when he stopped thinking with his heart and started thinking with his head, he knew neither he nor Mommy have the energy at this stage in their lives to give Puppy what she needs (other than love). Also, Puppy has to be watched every moment she is loose in the house or she pees everywhere, even soon after she comes in from outside. Oops, there she goes again. Clean up on aisle 1!
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We have a new cousin. Her name is Jemma and she lives in Apple River, Illinois, way, way up north, almost to Wisconsin. Her pawrents are my Daddy’s sister Jen and his niece Josie. Jemma is a Border Collie mix.
Jemma is growing really, really fast. I think she was born last summer in July. We haven’t gotten to meet her yet since she is an eleven hour drive away from us. But, since she’s part of the family, I wanted to share the good news with all my friends.
Our Grandma loves to have Lucy to come visit and sleep with her. I’ve never been allowed to go. *pout* I have to stay home with Mommy while Daddy makes the long drive. But Jemma lives only a few minutes from Grandma’s, so Jemma fills up her love tank. In the last picture you can see how big Jemma has gotten. I hear rumours that me and Lucy are going to get to go visit them this summer. We sure hope so!
Hi again friends. Sometimes Mom feels bad that she doesn’t have a puppy picture of me. I assure her that I looked exactly like I do now, just smaller BOL! Here, let me show you what I mean.
Left: How I think I looked as a puppy. Right: me now.
Today, instead of reporting on new grooms, I’m taking my reporter hat off to show you an awww moment. Slider is a pup who has been coming here for a haircut and bath since January of 2014. I’ve shown you pictures of him, but to refresh your memory – or for those of you who weren’t with us then – here’s a pre and post groom look at him.
OK, maybe not much difference, but it makes his Mom happy.
The new thing I wanted to show you is his puppy picture his Mom shared with us today. Can you even believe it’s the same pup?
I hope to be back soon in my Ace Reporter mode to show you more of Mom’s grooms.
First, a huge THANKS to Annette from A Dog Tales who surprised me with the wonderfully artistic new header. So no one gets left out, I am going to use it when Xena is posting, and use another new one I am making (not nearly as good as this one) when it is Lucy or someone else. Now more woofs from Xena…
I am innocent of all charges, Your Honor.
Woof! Lucy has gotten used to me and is trying to kill me. Really! You have to hear this! I was in the bathroom with my Mommy when Lucy came up and I heard this loud “thump” sound. She had thrown herself at me with her front legs flat on the floor and her bee hind up in the air. I must have jumped 87 inches! Whew. I just got over that scare when Mommy takes us both outside. Lucy is running all over the yard doing zoomies. Next thing I know, she is running straight at me. Yikes! I ducked down and she leaped right over me!! OK, so now that everyone knows (I am finding out this weeby feet thing is useful after all) she will not be able to get away with murder, so she might as well stop trying.
I went on a long car ride again, but not nearly as long as when Mommy adopted me. I met my other peeps brother, Adam. Adam was very nice to me and held me like I was made out of china or crystal, or something else that would break. If Lucy hasn’t broken me yet, I don’t think my peeps brothers will. We went out for milkshakes at a place called Sonic, and there was puppy abuse going on: I didn’t even get one bite! The sun went down before we headed home, and I was a very sleepy Princess Warrior.
Are we there yet?
Oh! Oh! Oh! I have to tell you something else! I love to eat and and always lick my food dish clean, which isn’t news since I am a schnauzer. But Lucy’s food smelled so much better than my puppy kibble. So, you will never guess what I got for supper last night! Chicken! A real, live, raw, dead chickie wing! Mommy held it while I figured out how to chew it properly. Then I got pieces of a real, live, raw, dead chicken boobie. I wouldn’t eat the pumpkin or anything else Mommy gave me…I just wanted more chickie. After that, I thought Mommy’s finger was a chickie wing and tried to eat it. In my defense, it looked a lot the same and was in attached to her hand. So today, Mommy took me outside and let me have another chickie wing; but, this time she let me work on it all by myself while she snoopervised. I chewed and chewed and chewed some more and I ate the whole thing all by myself. Woof! Then I came in and ate some more chickie boobie and a little bit of coconut oil, but I didn’t want the egg or anything else. Mommy said I get to eat just this one meat pro team for a week, then we can move on to something else. I wonder how long a week will take…
And you know what else? I got to snoopervise right back while Mommy groomed a dog. The doggie’s Mommy is real nice and she held me during the whole groom so that I could see and snoopervise better. Isn’t it funny that doggie’s Mommy and my Mommy have the same name – Mommy?
This whole blogging thing can be very tiring. I have so much more to tell you. *yawn*
Woof! The New Woman tricked me into starting a diary only to put it on something with webby feet for the whole world to read. I’m glad I didn’t say anything embarrassing. Except for the part where I soiled in the kennel. And maybe the part about being afraid. I remembered my note to myself and asked The New Woman what my real name is. I learned two things: 1. The New Woman’s name is “Mommy” and 1. My name is Xena the Schnauzer Warrior Princess. That’s why I’m a little bit embarrassed about being afraid. I don’t think warrior princesses are supposed to be afraid of anything!
The New Woman Mommy has some pictures for everyone to see. I also learned that’s what she is doing when she picks up that thing that she takes with her everywhere and points it at me.
The first night in my new furever home, an inspiration came to me. It was like another, wiser schnauzer was whispering in my ear. I had an uncontrollable urge to stand on The Man while he laid in bed. Then I felt like I should hit him on his head with my head, but I resisted.
Oh, and I learned The Man is called Daddy. So, now I live with Lucy and Mommy and Daddy. There is another dog here who is even bigger than Lucy, but he is ignoring me and won’t even tell me his name. That’s OK, I have enough new stuff to deal with right now anyhow. I’ve had my brekkies and pottied and it’s raining, so I think I will *yawn* take a nap on Mommy’s lap now. Tomorrow I’ll tell you mo…zzzzz.
I was supposed to Skype with Noodle last Friday, but I told him that I had to wash my hair. Now I feel bad. I miss my Valentine boy. I wonder if he would Skype with me this weekend… To help Noodle forgive me for breaking our Skype date last week, I am showing him this picture of me as a puppy. I was about eight weeks old here. Who can resist a puppy? Can someone put in a good word for me? Maybe ask him to look at this picture? I am Lexi, the contrite schnauzer.
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 