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A Surprise in Bavaria

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In case you missed any of this suspenseful series, you can click on these links to catch up: In order –
Ludwig’s Injuries
Ludwig’s Funeral
Xena’s Close Call
The Trial
Ludwig and the Court Case
Startling Trial Revelations

Lucy, outside of the courthouse: Has there been any progress in determining the whereabouts of the defendant?

Larry the Lemur: Yes, Your Honor, er, Lucy. She was spotted making a getaway in a helicopter. We have some footage of it. Here it is on my cell phone.

We tracked the chopper as far as the Azores Archipelago, which sits in the Atlantic Ocean approximately halfway between the U.S. and Germany.

Lucy: You don’t mean Chia is headed to…
Larry: Yes, it does seem that she knows where her sister went under the witness protection plan. Uh, Lucy? Would you please go ahead and carry me back home now? You know I don’t walk so well anymore. Not since Chia…well…never mind.

meanwhile, in Bavaria..

Xexe: Gee, Shanaya, thanks for letting me sleep here at your apartment. These sleeping cubicles are so cozy with the heat lamp on during these cold nights.

Shanaya: Of course, Xexe, you can stay as long as you need to. Let’s try to get some shut-eye now.

a few minutes later…

Shanaya: Xexe, is that you snoring? You woke me up.
Xexe: No, I don’t snore. Only Chia snores. *eyes open wide*

Xexe *whispering*: What the double hockey sticks is she doing here? How’d she find me?
Shanaya *whispering*: I wish I knew. You go back to bed and I’ll stand guard.
Xexe *whispering*: What if she wakes up? She might tear you to bits.
Shanaya *whispering*: Don’t worry about me. I have a blackbelt in jujitsu.
Xexe: *shakes head, wondering how a belt that is black and soaking in a fruit juice drink can help. Or is that the Bavarian way of swearing…*
Chia: *yawn* You know I can hear you two whispering.
Xexe and Shanaya: *gasp*

To be continued…

Startling Trial Revelations

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Judge Lucy: Since we do not have a state or local prosecutor, I will show the next piece of evidence. Chia, you were caught on video attacking and deading Ludwig. President Larry Lemur, please show us the videos.

President Larry Lemur: Your Honor Lucy and animals and stuffies of the court, do any of you dispute that the dog in this video is our defendant, Chia? If so, speak or woof now. *prolonged silence*
I believe you can clearly see what Chia was doing when she thought she was not being watched.

Next is the video of when she realized she had been filmed during her crime against a stuffie, and this is where she tried to cover it up by stating that she had found Ludwig torn apart like this, with his stuffing hanging out.

Judge Lucy: Defendant Chia, I will give you one more chance to try to redeem yourself by entering a different plea.

Chia: But, but…I thought no one saw and then it wouldn’t count. And hey! You said this is a mock trial!! What about that!

Judge Lucy: Yes, we had set it up that way until the hard evidence of these two videos appeared in my email from an anonymous source.

meanwhile…

Xexe in Hospital Room in Bavaria: I’ll be right here with you, Ludwig. I’m going to try to get a little shut-eye in this chair the kind nurse had brought in for me, but just say my name – either of my names – and I’ll help you with whatever you need.

Ludwig: You are still my love, XeXe or Xena or whatever lovely moniker you wish for me to call you. After all, a rose by any other name is still a rose, and you, my Xena Schnauzer, by any other name, are still my love. Your beautiful face is always in my heart and will live in my soul forever, and…

Xexe: *snore*

*back at the courtroom*

Chia: Dogs and Stuffies of the jury! Yes! Yes! I deadied the stuffie!! It was me! I had fun doing it and I will do it again! It’s. Just. A. Stuffie!!

*Stunned silence while Chia turns and runs out of the courtroom.*

Ludwig and the Court Case

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In case you missed any of this suspenseful series, you can click on these links to catch up: In order –
Ludwig’s Injuries
Ludwig’s Funeral
Xena’s Close Call
The Trial

Judge Lucy: Shania, please present the picture.
Shania: Yes, Your Honor Lucy. This picture was taken after I had finished the life-saving surgery on Herr Ludwig. He lost a lot of stuffing, but in the end, he survived.


Judge Lucy: Please give your credentials for doing this kind of medicine.
Shania: I studied wartime surgery in my homeland of Germany – in Bavaria, to be more specific – the same state from which Ludwig hails. Besides both being schnauzers, that’s why we were such good friends. We often went out for a non-alcohol beer together. When he was in such bad shape it made me faint from worry that he wouldn’t make it. However, I roused myself in time to perform the necessary repair surgery to keep him alive.

Chia: Where is he now? Did he talk? I thought for sure…well, never mind. *hangs head*

Shania: He’s was air-lifted to a specialty facility for seriously injured stuffied. We’re all still praying he makes it.

Meanwhile in Bavaria…

Shania’s Identical Twin Sister Shanaya: How are you feeling, Ludwig? Xexe and I will take turns staying here with you while you begin to recover.
Ludwig: I’m very tired, Fräulein Shanaya . I lost a lot of stuffing. But I think I’ll be OK.

Xexe: Miss Nurse, when can Ludwig go home with me? Don’t misunderstand…I have my pajamas on and am prepared to spend the night with him here. Or as long as it takes. I’m in a witness protection plan and am living with Fräulein Shanaya here in Bavaria. My real name’s Xena, but now I’m going by an alias, Xexe.
Shanaya: Xexe, I don’t think you’re supposed to tell anyone that…

Back to the trial…

Chia: I don’t understand. But what about the funeral?!

Shania: When I realized that Herr Ludwig was – most likely – going to recover – with the proper help, that is – President Larry Lemur and I discussed how this should be handled. Ludwig was still too injured to talk and stayed in a stuffie coma for a few days. In the meantime, we staged his funeral, hoping the dog who had performed this heinous crime would come forward, or in some way be identified. But she didn’t. So that’s when we went to Lucy, asking her to hold a mock trial.

Chia: Mock trial?

To be cont’d…

Xena’s Close Call

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Continued from Tuesday’s post, Ludwig’s Funeral

Xena: Mommy, I’ve been telling Lucy the strange things that happened the day our dear Ludwig died.

Me and Chia were laying in bed early in the morning.

Daddy had gotten up not long before and had left his bipap mask on his pillow. He jokingly laid Mommy’s pillow on my back before he went downstairs to get cleaned up. I left it there because it kept me warm. I was cozy and nodded off.

I had a bad dream about Ludwig being with other girls. It was like I was reliving
the blog post I did about him a few years ago.

When I woke up, I was on my back and the whole pillow was trying to suffocate me.

I struggled, trying to not panic, and when I finally got it off, I realized that Chia wasn’t there any more. I’m not sure what happened.

Then, if that wasn’t strange enough, when I jumped out of bed, two of Chia’s stuffies were right there. They looked like they had been knocked out…or suffocated! And why was my little pillow from my red bed on the floor?

Do you think someone was trying to murder me? Like they murdered Ludwig? *shudder* I think I might need police protection round the clock.
Lucy: The police will take you to a motel or somewhere to live or sometimes set up a whole new identity for you – new name, new pawrents, new address – and have you live in another city without any of us. You’d be safe then.
Xena: Oh no, no! I couldn’t leave my Mommy! I’ll just stay real close to her. She always protects me.
Chia: *scoffs* Like you don’t do that now. And “Mommy” can’t be with you ’round the clock.
Xena: Mommy, where are we going together today?

To be continued…

Ludwig’s Funeral

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Continued from Sunday’s post, Ludwig’s Injuries.

Xena: I can’t believe Ludwig passed over. Thank you, Shania, for telling me his final words, that he still loves me. *wipes eyes* Ludwig was a wonderful stuffie, and I loved him too. Who would ever hurt that sweet German boy from Cleveland, OH!?
Shania: He was about to tell me who did this to him when I fainted. Then, when I woke up, he had just passed over the Stuffie Rainbow Bridge.

In the meantime…

Brownie Bear: Why is Ludwig in a shroud?
Shania the Schnauzer: His wounds were too grievous to look at.
Chip the Chipmunk: Ludwig was always good to me. He never chased me like schnauzers are prone to do.
Larry the Lemur: As the unanimously voted leader of this pack, I wish to say a few words. Ludwig was always his own dog. He travelled extensively, was always kind to all of us, and loved Xena without hesitation. He will be greatly missed.
JenJen Bear: I never said anything, but I will confess now, and hope that Ludwig can hear me on the other side of the Bridge: I loved you, Ludwig, and would have been your wife. But you never had eyes for anyone but Xena. That was OK, I just wanted you to be happy.
Prayer Bear: Unless someone else has something to say, let’s bow our heads in prayer.

To be continued….

Ludwig’s Injuries

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Xena: Mommy, I heard that my friend Ludwig got hurt real bad. Is it true?
It is? Is he going to be OK?
No! He can’t be hurt that badly! He’s too young to cross the Stuffie Rainbow Bridge! I sure hope he makes it despite the odds.

I still remember the first time I saw him, when I was still just six months old. I was at St. Luke’s Methodist Church, helping you in the office. We even posted a blog about it.

And remember that St. Patrick’s Day he got me drunk (I just smelled it, but it made me tipsy) and kissed me? He could be a scoundrel, but a loveable one! Yep, we did a blog post on that, too.

Meanwhile….

Shania: Ludwig, I came to sit with you for a while. How are you feeling?

Ludwig: Not so good, Shania. I think this may be the end of the road for me. Please tell Xena I still love her.

I will, Ludwig. I promise. But how did this happen? Who did this to you? Let me see your wounds. (WARNING: NOT FOR SENSITIVE VIEWERS)

OMD! OM…. Ohhh, I don’t feel so…

To be continued….

My Five Minutes at the Vet: A True Story

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Hey, Chia here. I had a harrowing time at the vet this week. Dad took me (where the h-e-double hockey sticks was Mom?). At first I was watching Xena shake and shiver and then I was watching Lucy try to make friends with everyone until… until…I saw my dachshund friend up on the ledge! How the h-e-double hockey sticks did BeMine, aka MiniMe, get up there, or get here at all?!

I went ballistic. I didn’t even hear Dad telling me to settle down and stop barking. I couldn’t take my eyes off BeMine, aka MiniMe.

Dad got me – still carrying on – and Xena – still shaking – out of there as soon as they were done stealing our blood for the DNA Heartworm test that Mom sends off to Canada. Lucy was in the back getting her blood stolen when Dad told the crew that he was going to take us to the car. He took us out the back way, probably so I couldn’t see MiniMe again…or was it MiniMe?

I sure am happy to be home, and that somehow MiniMe managed to get home, too, to cuddle with me.

Thanks to Miss Sandee at Comedy Plus for hosting Happy Tuesday Blog Hop and letting me tell my story with a happy ending!

Saturday Stuffie Funeral

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I am sad to report that Brownie Bear has passed into the beyond. No one seems to know exactly what happened. He originally was one of Lexi’s friends. Until recently he had managed stay out of harm’s way, but it seems that the recent wars and violence have hit home. He was found in the living room with a hole – similar to a gunshot wound – clear through his neck. You can see the damage inflicted below.

No one seems to know exactly what happened. He originally was one of Lexi’s friends. Until recently he had managed stay out of harm’s way, but it seems that the recent wars and violence have hit home. He was found in the living room with a hole – similar to a gunshot wound – clear through his neck. You can see the damage inflicted below.

Larry Lemer, who you may remember, made a miraculous come-back just before his own funeral. He was then hailed as the stuffie guru and presided over Brownie’s funeral. There was a good turn-out of friends and family there to say their final goodbyes.

Larry placed his paw on Brownie Bear and said a few words in his native language that translated to something like “Sleep well, sleep deep, as here your family weeps. We will all someday see you on the other side of the bridge where good stuffies rest in peace.”
His brethren, Rainbow Bear (back left) and Sweetheart Bear (back right) also said a few words.

No one here knows–or aren’t saying–what happened to Brownie Bear.
Lucy, Ace Reporter, saying Zichron Livracha.

Poetry by Lucy and Thankful Thursday

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Hi friends. It’s finally my turn to write a poem. It might not be as good as Xena and Chia and Riley’s but I send it to you with *wags* and love. Speaking of which, I am thankful for all the love in our home, and that I never have to be afraid.

First, here’s a big thanks to Brian’s Thankful Thursday, with special thanks to Brian for hosting it! 

I hope you don’t mind that Mom helped me add myself to the picture. It has a lot more meaning like this, so I think maybe you’ll like it.

The Dish Helpers by Lucy

The folks had a party
And they sure ate hardy.
A mess in the sink,
A mess on the counter.
There’ll soon be a stink
Of the food all turned sour.

Shania, let’s help, let’s give them a present.
Sure, Lucy, let’s help while the food is still pleasant!
Wash the plates clean
With your big doggie tongue
It’s still fine cuisine
And the night is still young.

They worked hard until the sun once again shone,
Then slept like two logs ’til they woke to the phone.
Lucy, Shania,
We love you, you know.
But now in the washer
All those plates must go.

The pups felt discouraged and almost ashamed
‘Til their folks came home with a plaque that was framed.
To “The two hardest workers in all of the land.”
We love you and know your intentions were grand.

So here are your presents, your favorite treats.
Some bacon and broccoli, apples and meats.
Please leave the cleaning of dishes to us,
And just be our much loved and beautiful pups.

Lucy: I was inspired to write this poem not only by the picture, but by real-life experience. I get to lick the plates either on the floor or in the dishwasher, but it’s never good enough. No matter how clean I get them, Mom always follows up with soap and water.





The War on the Stuffies

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Lucy, Ace Reporter, coming to you with breaking news. Our house’s Dog Nation has declared war on the Family Stuffies.

There were small incidents beginning before the Thanksgiving holidays. An antler here, an ear there. Mom had been in bed sick for a few days with a bad cold, so at first it was all chalked up to boredom. And, as usual, the stuffies were easy targets. Riley’s stuffie, Ratty D, lost his nose in one incident. Mom super glued it back on. And, as usual, Chia was blamed.

Chia: Excuse me, Ace Reporter Lucy! I didn’t do it! I really didn’t! Really!

Yes, that’s what Chia claimed the entire time, but no one believed her. Then we found out she was telling the shocking truth!

Last Friday Christmas decorations and stuffies had been brought down from the attic, including Christmas Reindeer. Chia immediately claimed the reindeer (NOT Riley’s reindeer, Rainey) and carried it everywhere through the house with her. I was carefully watching, waiting to catch her in the act of wanton destruction, but all seemed quiet (OK, maybe not exactly quiet) on the home front.

Then, one evening when brother Andrew was here, Riley walked into the living room with his reindeer Rainey’s head!!! Mom gasped in shock and Riley wagged his tail. He had beheaded one of his best friends, the only stuffy he had never harmed. This was going on two Christmases that Riley had loved and cherished Rainey, and now this! WARNING: Picture of graphic violence to follow:

All the stuffing had also been removed from Rainey’s body.

Mom was getting ready to give Rainey a proper burial in the garbage can when brother Andrew, always quick on his feet, stuffed all the stuffing back into the lifeless body, and set it, with the head on top, on the kitchen counter. His ploy worked. Mom, an excellent seamstress, sewed the gaping neck wound closed and reattached Rainey’s head.

We think Rainey will be disabled the rest of his stuffy life. He can no longer hold his head in one position, but it flops down or to the side. This reporter wipes away a tear as I continue to report that Rainey’s first request was to be near Riley. Forgiveness is a wonderful thing.

This reporter was wrapping it up when Racky D asked to be able to say something on the record. Go ahead, Racky D.

Racky D here. As you can see, I’ve been the the victim of stuffy abuse. After the Mom super glued my nose back on a week or so ago, I thought, great, I’ve still only got one eye, but at least I can smell again. Then, out of nowhere, Xena bit off my nose. Of course, Chia got blamed at first, but the truth always comes out in the end. And that’s all I’ve got to say.

Lucy: Wrapping it up, I see that we still have a large contingent of stuffies on the victrola. Hey there friends. You’ve been up there a long time. Is there something you want to say?

Hey there Lucy, Ace Reporter. This is Chippie, appointed spokes chipmunk by our leader Guru Larry Lemur. The six of us have fled as refugees from the environment that has turned hostile toward all stuffies. And we want to say we were appalled at what Riley did to Rainey. We plan to stay up here where it’s crowded but safe. A kind person has given us our own Christmas tree, and, like I said, we have sought refuge here where it’s relatively safe. We aren’t having fun anymore, but at least we have our stuffy lives. And Santa Paws knows where to find us.

That wraps it up folks. I hope to be back to you soon with news of peace in our Dog Nation, good will toward stuffies.

Lucy, Ace Reporter, signing off.

Riley’s Racky D Returned & Blog for Peace

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Xena: Did you give Riley his stuffy back?
Chia: Yep, and I gave him my birthday stuffy, too. Sorta as a peace offering. Told him they were hanging out on the porch together, having fun.
Xena: Do you think he bought it?
Chia: I think he’s just happy to have his stupid Racky D back. He started all this, ya know.
Xena: Doesn’t matter who started it, cause he can also end it!
Chia: You’re not gonna tell him, are you?
Xena: What’s it worth to you?
Chia: Uh, you can have the open kennel all week.
Xena: Done!

Riley: I found Racky D. Actually, Chia brought him to me. She said she found him outside. Hmmm, wonder how he got there. (Click here to find out.)

Then she brought me her weird stuffie that she got for her last birthday. That one pretty much lives outside. Whatever. I’m just happy to have my Racky D. back. *wags*

Chia: What Mom? Why am I laying outside the kennel? Uh, just keeping peace, Mom, just keeping peace.

Many thanks to Miss Sandee at Comedy Plus for hosting Awww Monday! 

Sunday Selfie with Riley, Ratto, Chia & Racky-D

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Hi friends, and a big woofin’ thanks to The Cat on My Head, for hosting Sunday Selfies.

Riley here. Did I tell you Mom Amy took me to a doggie dermatologist? Oh yeah, I remember now, I told you. The Atopica pills for my allergies didn’t work out. They gave me the squirts and lots of cramping. Even a lower dose gave me the squirts. Dang, and I was getting so much more raw hamburger because of those pills, too! Mom Amy’s mad because she spent so much money on them and the doc won’t even take back the box that isn’t open. Harumph. Guess we’re done going there. Too bad. I really liked them.

On to what else is happening around here. The other evening I spotted Chia on the couch with her Ratto, aka uh, well, I don’t remember the other names. Don’t give me any flack about that, Chia. I might be 12, but I still have all my huge, sharp teeth!

So, as I was saying, I grabbed Ratto and played tug-o-war with Chia. I have to give her credit, she put up a good tug-o-war fight, but, of course, in the end, I won. She kept coming at me, trying to get Ratto back. Guess what I did! Ratto ended up where Chia wouldn’t dare to even try to grab him!

It was bedtime, so Ratto was my pillow all night! Hmm, I wonder where my Racky-D is???

Well, I’m sure he’ll show up, maybe playing with the other stuffies.

Happy Sunday, everyone! Riley

He’s Alive! as reported by Lucy, Ace Reporter

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Lucy, Ace Reporter, back on sister station WCAH (W Crime at Home) with a surprise update on the murder case of Larry the Lemur.

Xena’s not here to tell you what should be her story because she doesn’t even know yet. She left early this morning with Dad. She was going with him to work, and then to the vet’s to get her teeth cleaned. She wanted to have a service for her friend, Larry the Lemur, who was murdered a few days ago. We all suspected Chia, but had no proof. Then, the body disappeared.

We’ve all got something to be thankful for today, especially Xena. And, for different reasons, Chia. Although, Chia might now be on the hook for “Attempted Murder of a Stuffie,” which is definitely a step down from “Homicide of a Stuffie.”

Larry suddenly appeared to a small group of stuffies who had gathered on the victrola in the front room.

Their shouts of surprise brought most of the other stuffies out of hiding to find that Larry the Lemur was healed (mostly) and back amongst them. Larry’s leg is reattached, but about 1/2 inch shorter, so he will be walking with a slight limp. His face and belly wounds are also healed. His left hand is still missing, and we think it has already been digested and discarded. He is, however, still wearing that great smile of his! Larry has now been declared their “Guru.”

With all the commotion, it didn’t take Chia long to discover that the only stuffy who could positively identify his murderer was alive again.

Riley, do you have anything to add?

I’ve been following this case with interest, Ace Reporter Lucy. While I laugh at this whole “Guru” thing, I feel Larry’s life may still be in danger. Larry needs to live long enough to point his remaining paw at Chia (or whoever murdered him, but we all know who did it). I may have to become his body guard. You know the long squirt won’t mess with me.

There you have it, folks. Be sure to stay tuned for action-filled updates on the case of “Who Murdered Larry Lemur” and “Is Larry Really a Guru?”

We are joining Comedy Plus for Happy Tuesday!

Detective Larry Lemur and the Case of the Murdered Stuffie

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Many thanks to Comedy Plus for hosting Happy Tuesday.

Larry Lemur: *gasp* Someone suffocated Rainey!

There’s a murderer among us. I need to start bringing in suspects.

So, Xena, where were you last night and this morning?

Xena: Last night I laid on Daddy’s lap while he and Mommy watched their show on Netflix. Then I went to bed with them and slept all night in the bedroom with the door closed. Do you have any idea how upset Riley’s going to be?


Larry: I do. So are you saying you’re innocent? If you’re innocent, why are you wearing those Big Girl Panties even though you don’t go into heat anymore? Are you trying to wear a disguise?
Xena: Well, I’m not so sure I’m exactly innocent. I mean, I did chase a lizard into Lucy’s mouth once, and I’ve tried to catch chipmunks. Mommy put these Big Girl Panties on me so I couldn’t lick and chew on my tummy because of my allergies. Did you notice they match my herbal flea collar? But no, I didn’t kill Rainey. I think it was Chia.

Larry: Fine. You’re free to go. But don’t leave town.
Larry, talking to himself: Hmmm. I know Lucy has absolutely no interest in stuffies, and she’s the least likely dog to inflict harm on anyone or anything. Although she and Ella did tear up the back of the couch cushion once when their folks were all gone. But that was a long time ago and she has promised to never do anything like that again. She’s a dog of her woof. So…

Chia, did you murder Riley’s Rainey?
Chia: I’m innocent, Your Honor.

Sure, I’ve killed my share of stuffies, but I know better than to mess with Riley. You know he’s going to make somebody pay for this, and I don’t mean with cash or treats. Nobody, but nobody, crosses Riley (except Mom the Brave). There’s going to be pain and suffering…I should run away again.

Later…

Rainey: Hey there Riley. Do you have any idea where everyone went? I can’t find any of the other woofers.

Riley: *slurp, slurp*
Rainey: I mean, I laid down on the loveseat to catch some zzzz’s, but the sun was in my eyes so I covered my head with the pillow before falling asleep. I woke up to the sound of dogs running and doors slamming. Oh well, you and me, we can still have some fun together. Umm, what’s with the Cone of Handsomeness, Big Guy?
Riley: Allergies, and bacterial and yeast infections. I’m on meds, but in the meantime, Mom Amy doesn’t want me licking and chewing on myself. Yeah, let’s go find something to do around here, like figure out where everyone went to.

Larry, peeking around the corner: Case closed!

Chia and Mr. Rat

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Today we are joining Brian’s Thankful Thursday, with special thanks to Brian for hosting it!

A few days ago Riley told you about Racky-D, and his decision to keep him, not deadie him. Well, back at the beginning of the month, I got a new stuffy for my birthday, and promised to show you a better picture of him when he wasn’t being so shy.

Today’s the day! I’m thankful for my Mr. Rat on Thankful Thursday and every day
. Sometimes Xena grabs him and takes off. I know it’s so I will chase her, and it always works! Then we play tug o’ war until one of us loses interest.

Since Riley named his racoon dog Racky-D, I’ve been thinking about a new name for Mr. Rat. Something like Ratto or Ratty or something. Any thoughts? And no, Xena, we’re not having a contest, and no one’s going to win anything. Sheesh. I think she must watch the game shows on TV when Mom and Dad are at work and Lucy and I are snuggled up sleeping.

Sometimes I ask Mom to play with me and Mr. Rat.

Mom has a new game where she pretends not to notice, then grabs him up quick as lightening and throws him across the room. I leap across whoever else is on the couch, propel myself off the couch arm, and tear after Mr. Rat. Sometimes Xena fakes me out, acting like she’s going to go get him, and that makes me run even faster, like the Flash!

I’m also thankful that all y’all love me, and if you want to come visit I’ll sit in your lap or play with you and cuddle with you under the covers in the bed.

Your buddy, Chia

Why Is Shania Home?

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Shania: Hey guys, I’m back.

Priscilla: Where were you? We looked everywhere.
Shania: You know the Mom’s office got moved out of our house, right?
*Everyone nodding*
So Lambie had to go, too, since she was actually given to the synagogue, not to us.
*Everyone nodding*
Xena thought it would be safer for me to go keep Lambie company for a while than to stay here. Chia had her “deadie the stuffie” eyes on me, and Riley was unpredictable.
Ludwig: I sent out a search party, but no one could find you. And the squirrels never came back, either.
Chippie: You sent squirrels? Squirrels?!
Sweetheart: Never mind that. Sometimes Ludwig gets into the bottom shelf of the pantry. What we want to know is if you’re ok and why you’re back now?
Shania: All the Mom told me before putting me in her carry bag to come home was that we were leaving and not coming back, so tell Lambie goodbye. Oh look, there’s Lucy! She’s the sweetest pup! Aghh, I’m falling!

Xena: Welcome home, Shania. You can ride in my kennel with me again and get magically transported to other places!
Chia: Gotcha!

You’re mine now.
Shania: HELP!!
Riley: Chia! Drop it!

Riley: So, you’re back, Shania.
Shania: *pant, pant* Yes, Riley, thanks for saving me from Chia.

Riley: No problem! Hmm, you might have a flea here…and here…and…
Lucy: Riley, my friend, can I please have Shania? She’s really not worth your time. I know you’re in charge here, and you have much more important things to do, like keeping Chia from swiping your bone, right?

Shania: Thanks, Lucy. One big gulp and I woulda been gone. No wonder the Mom sent me away!

Lucy: Well, you’re back now, Shania, so stay safe, little girl. Maybe you’ll go again when my Mom gets another job. I sure hope I can go, too! And, uh, you might want to wash your ear.

Christmas Week’s Stuffies

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We are joining Comedy Plus with much thanks for hosting Awww Mondays.

This can be a dangerous place to live, sorta like a war zone. There aren’t any bombs or gunfire…just Chia, and sometimes Riley. We – Brownie Bear, Rudy and Dino – just got out of the stuffie hospital after encounters with Chia.

Brownie Bear: My eye will never be the same, but I am glad I escaped with my life.
Rudy: Attacking a reindeer this time of year wasn’t too smart. I notified Santa.
Dino: Ouch.

Hey there. You may recognize me as Riley’s Reindeer. He adopted me last Christmas, and I’m the first stuffie he has ever loved. (I love him, too.)

Riley plays with me and then forgets to ask Mom Amy to put me somewhere safe. That’s when that long mess called Chia got ahold of me. You can see she ate off half my antler. I just got out of the stuffie hospital too. I guess I got off easy, but I’m staying up here so nothing worse happens.

Hi, I’m Ski Deer. I help deliver toys and treats to good boy and girl dogs and cats in places where the snow is deep.

I’m staying up here where it’s safe until Christmas Eve when I will leave to help Santa.

Hello. I’ve always, in my stuffie heart, been Lexi’s Eleephaunt. Riley has mistreated me, and then Chia. I’m too old for this crap.

I’ve decided that until it’s my time to go, I’ll just stay up here near my best friend, along with the angel who watches over her in heaven.

Meanwhile…

Riley: Chia! What are you chewing on? I know that sound.

Chia: It’s my reindeer toy and I’ll deadie it if I want!

Riley: I don’t think Santa Paws is bringing you anything this year.

Chia: I don’t care. I already saw Mom buying my presents when we went to the store where they sell dog stuff. Phthhh!

This is all the stuffies and Riley — and Chia — wishing you a good Christmas week.

Stuffie Friends in Crisis on S.S.

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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.

Aww Monday Antics

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Chia: Lucy! Wake up! Don’t make me tap dance on your back.

Let’s go outside and play. You said we’d play after your nap. It’s now after your nap.

Xena! Whatcha got? Hey, hey, hey, you got my red bone stuffie!

Xena: It was mine first and still is. It matches my bed, the one I sleep in when I catch you in the big bed with Mommy and Daddy.

Chia: Aww, come on, don’t be sore. Let’s play with it together.

Xena: No.

Chia: Fine. I’m gonna go outside, then. *makes a made dash for door*

I don’t think she saw me grab Elle on the way out.

We are joining Comedy Plus with much thanks for hosting Awww Mondays.

Xena and Larry on Nature Friday

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We are joining Arty, Jakey, Rosy and Sunny of the LLB Gang with much thanks for hosting Nature Friday.

Xena: I was ready to go to bed, and who do you think was in my bed? Larry the Lemur who I got for my June birthday.

Why are you in my bed, Larry? I didn’t invite you, and I think you should get down.

Larry: “But I love you Xena, and I want to be close to you. I can smell your beard from up here.”

Get off me Larry before your demise becomes a lemurick.

There once was a lemur named Larry.
His body was all orange and hairy.
He picked the wrong dog
To jump on her bod
So he got carried off by an eyrie.

Larry: That’s one mean schnauzer.

Lucy: How do I always seem to be the one the stuffies run to? *sigh*

The Mom: Here’s the actual “Nature Friday” entry.

I got some flowers (no idea what they are) on sale at Lowe’s and repurposed an old grill that I couldn’t even give away on the Next Door app. Now I have to figure out what to do with the extra pot of flowers.