Me and My Homie by Chia & Riley

Xena: Hey! It’s my turn to do the poem and the thankfuls!
Chia: So, Xena Weena, do you wanna go riding with the motorcycle gang? Cause, ya know, that’s what’s happenin’ here, sis.
Xena: OK, but I want to give a thankful or two.
Chia: Deal!

Chia: OK folks here we go, with lots of thanks to Angel Sammy for the fun picture this week and to Angel Brian for hosting Thankful Thursday!

Me and My Homie by Chia
My home boy, my dew rag, now all I’ll need’s a bike.
Chuck’s a little nerdy but he’s also very nice.
We’re here to ask please, can you donate a trike?

Xena: Uh, thanks, Chia. Now it’s my turn.
Riley: Hold up, Xena. Now it’s my turn!

Riley and My Boy by Riley
I can’t let you join this gang,
You mean too much, my boy.
I know it’s been your heart’s desire…
Wait! I’ll run get a toy.

You’ll go off with these bikers,
You’ll leave me all alone.
You might get hurt in fights or wrecks,
And even break a bone!

I need to have your pets and laughs
And playful loving, won’t you stay?
Tell Mom to get your stroller out;
We’ll be our own “gang” today!

Xena: Wow, you two did really good. I’m thankful today to have a little sister and a big brother who love me. And a big sister who loves me too!

Dr. Seuss Thankful Thursday and Poetry

Chia: Hi friends! *whole body wags* Mom said I should do the Poem this week ’cause I’m the one who always “be who I am and say what I feel!” Yep, I’d be right there dancin’ with this fella. Anyhoo, I’m letting Dr. Seuss do the poem, cause, like, who could do it better? Am I right?

I still want to add my own poem.

Chia Weeah by Chia Weeah
I’ve got the cutest doggie,
She is my Chia Weeah.
I can’t bring her to work;
She might go peeah weeah.

BOL, Lucy, we’re never gonna let you forget what you did! Now here’s the real reason Mom won’t take me:

I can’t go into work;
I might run out the door
And get squished by the traffic.
Chia weeah’d be no more.

I’m thankful that brother Andrew is staying with all of us this weekend while Mom and Dad go do the 3 D’s in a place called Ybor City. Ybor City is part of Tampa, where Mom lived for a year when she was a very young adult. She sure has strange stories about her year there!

Xena: What’s the 3 D’s? Doggie, Doggie, Doggie?

Chia: No, oh sister of mine. It’s Dining, Drinking and Dancing!

I hope you enjoyed my silliness today. *wags* Many thanks to Angel Sammy for the fun picture this week and to Angel Brian for hosting Thankful Thursday!

Lucy and Chia on Poetic Thankful Thursday

Lucy: This is supposed to be my month to most of the blog posts, but everyone else has been taking over ’cause I don’t like my picture taken. So for today, I made a deal with Chia. I’ll let her be in the picture – with a by-line – and then I get to do the poem. Oh, and she also gets to do a thankful or two.

First, many thanks to Angel Sammy for the fun picture this week and to Angel Brian for hosting Thankful Thursday!

Now, here’s the picture Angel Sammy gave us to work with and then my poem!

Human or Beast by Lucy, with Chia helping with the visual
Human or beast, I’m questioning.
I see a long tail, but no sight of it’s “thing.”
I’m sniffing it’s butt; no odor at all!
If I push real hard, I might make it fall!!

Sniffing up higher…yep, woman for sure.
I live with my Mom and know that odor.
I’ve got it all solved! The beast is cement.
The broad’s on it’s back with a coat like a tent.

Lucy: Since it was Chia in the picture I pretended she was here writing the poem. I think I did pretty good at that. I’m thankful to have you as my friends. Everyone is always so nice to me. *wags* And as you’re reading this I’m probably at the church visiting with Pastor. Mom said she hopes I’ve learned my lesson, and I think I have.

Chia: I like getting my picture taken, just like Xena!

Sis Xena isn’t gonna be too happy about not going to work with Mom every day, but eh bien, right Nelly? I’m thankful to be allowed to sleep under the covers with Mom and Dad. Sometimes I’m in sleeping with Andrew and Riley, and that’s really great, too! And I’m thankful that Dad has started taking me for walks again! And I’m really thankful for my sister Lucy. She’s my BFF (even though I don’t always treat her real nice). But I do love her and cuddle and sleep with her, too, during the day.

Guess that’s all for now, friends. Love and *wags* and *wiggles,* Lucy and Chia



Thankful Thursday with Lucy’s Poem

Thanks to Angel Sammy for the fun picture this week and to Angel Brian for hosting Thankful Thursday!

Chia’s had her month-long shot, and now it’s my turn. Don’t know how long it will last, but I’m thankful for being the next one in line. Here’s the picture Angel Sammy gave us to work with.

Lucy Teaches Cooking

I can’t yet read a book
But I’m learning how to cook.
Can’t read a recipe
But my Lucy’s teaching me!

First, mixing is my goal,
Then Lucy licks the bowl.
Pour it in the pan
Cook as  fast as I can.

Then throw it over there
Lucy, catch it in the air!
I threw it the wrong way!
Hurry Luce! Let’s go play!

Please tell Mom how what a great poet I am so I can do this every week this month, OK, friends?
Oh, and I am thankful for all of you who make me feel so good with all the nice things you say. And I’m thankful for my brother Riley. He’s getting old and won’t play with me anymore, but that’s ok. He’s still my buddy.

Your tail wagging friend, Lucy

Chia’s Poem and Thankful Thursday

Thanks to Angel Sammy for the fun picture this week and to Angel Brian for hosting Thankful Thursday!

Hey there, friends! You may – or may not – have noticed that I’ve gotten to do the posting for a whole week long! It’s been a blast! (Mom says it helps keep me outa trouble.)

But all good things must come to an end…or at least slow down for just a bit. So here’s my last post before my brother and sisters get their turns…for maybe weeks…who knows?! **wiggles**

Partying (or Tie Up Your Boat Better)  by Chia

We found a little island in the middle of the river.
I said, “Let’s stop and drink some booze e’en though it kills your liver.”
We drank and laughed and barked and howled until we all fell over.
Didn’t notice when the river round the island moved in closer.
Or when the boat we all came on broke free to float down river.

We fell asleep and spent the night til we all had to pee.
The boat was gone, and snapping turtles waited in the lee.
I saw some ducks who had no legs attached below the knee,
I knew I wasn’t jumping in – didn’t want that to be me!
Finally our pawrent appeared to rescue all us three!

The End

Now I’m passing the keyboard over to Xena who’s got some thankfuls today. Take it away, galfriend!
Xena: Uh, thanks, Chia. I am sorry for Lucy who lost her church privileges for reasons I have sworn to her to keep secret. But I am thankful that I have been chosen to be the new church dog as long as I don’t pee on the carpet.

 I pooped in the room next to the office, but that was easy to clean up and I was only in a little bit of trouble. Now Mom’s taking me out to potty more often. The treats are good and it’s a good gig if you can get it (and not lose it, Loosy!)

Your friends, Chia Mia and Xexe

Chia: Pee Ess, when do I get to go to the church with Mom?
Everyone: NEVER!!

Mom’s note: Chia would be a great church dog if she didn’t have the chance to run out the door that’s just outside of my office and get squished on a very busy road!

Thankful Thursday Poem

I’ve been thinking about Achilles lately. He’s all alone there with the pigs and his pawrents, but not with me to give him my sweet love. So here’s the (plagiarized) poem to go with the picture. I hope you don’t mind me not being too original.

My Boyfriend’s Back  by the Angels and revised by Lucy

He went away and you hung around
And bothered me, every night
And when I wouldn’t go out with you
You barked things that weren’t very nice

My boyfriend’s back and you’re gonna be in trouble
(Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend’s back)
You see him comin’ better cut out on the double
(Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend’s back)
You been barking lies that I was untrue
(Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend’s back)
So look out now ’cause he’s comin’ after you

He’s been gone for such a long time
(Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend’s back)
Now he’s back and things’ll be fine
(Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend’s back)
You’re gonna be sorry you were ever born
(Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend’s back)
‘Cause he’s kinda big and he’s awful strong
(Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend’s back)

(You’re a big dog now but he’ll cut you down to size
(Wait and see)

My boyfriend’s back he’s gonna save my reputation
(Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend’s back)
If I were you I’d take a permanent vacation
(Hey-la, hey-la, my boyfriend’s back)

I’m thankful for my Achilles! He’s the best.

This is a moment that will always be with me. I love to cuddle with my boyfriend. He really is “kinda big and awfully strong.”

I’m also thankful to Angel Sammy for the fun picture this week and to Angel Brian for hosting Thankful Thursday!

Thankful Poetry Thursday

Thanks to Angel Sammy for the picture this week and for Angel Brian’s Home Blog for Thankful Thursday.

Hey, it’s Chia here and I am having a blast with this picture. All I can say is I’m sure glad it isn’t my snout that birdie has ahold of! Well, OK, maybe that’s not all I can say…how about some poetry!

Taking Care of Yourself   by Chia Bee-ah

We were singing and dancing and ready to dive
When here came this fool bird to eat us alive.
I yelled and I screamed at it, “Let my nose be!”
While the coward behind me yelled, “Eat her, not me!”

I grabbed it and tore off its wings and its nose.
Then this guy’s small manhood I quickly disposed.
I pushed them both overboard into the sea
‘Fore turning back into a mean killer bee.

He, he, did you like my poem? *wags* It was really cool, right? Bet I surprised you!

Now for my thankfuls. Let’s see… I’m really thankful Miss Christy came and took care of me when Mom and Dad deserted me. And I’m thankful Andrew is back staying with us for a little while. And I’m thankful for all the snow and ice that’s keeping both Mom and Dad working at home instead of going away all day. It’s kinda fun to ‘splore in too!

There’ll bee, er be, more wintery pictures of us coming soon. In the meantime, stay warm and dry and safe.

Your buddy, Chia

Thankful and Poetry Thursday

Thanks to Angel Sammy for the fun picture this week!

A Surreal Tale  by Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess and Critter Hunter

I saw a critter stirring,
it looked to be fair game.
It saw me coming toward it;
I ran without fear or shame.

Through leaves and trees and prickly brush
Cross streams and meadows wide,
Up hills, down vales, the chase went on,
E’en through the Great Divide.

Then suddenly it’s mate appeared
And they began to kiss.
I listened as they said goodbye
Don’t think I can handle this!

I retraced my steps and arrived home
In time to eat a meal.
When asked what fun the day had brought
I made up tales less surreal.

So now a critter family lives just beyond our shed.
I tell the babies stories when they settle down for bed
About the time their dad and I crossed hill and dale and streams.
They sleep and I’m their godmother in all their precious dreams.

Now it’s time for my thankfuls! First, thanks to Angel Brian, for hosting Thankful Thursday!
 I’m thankful Mommy took me to work with her last week and again this Tuesday.

And I’m thankful for the warm sunlight!

Your friendly neighborhood schnauzer, Xena.


Lucy’s Thankful Poetry Thursday

Hi friends! *wags and wiggles* I get to do the poem today. Mom said she feels bad cause I haven’t seen my Pastor for something like 87 days (2 weeks) and he won’t be in the office tomorrow, either. So I’m letting Xena go in my place. Here’s the picture that Angel Sammy came up with for us this week.

A Snowflake Friendship   by Lucy

I want to catch a snowflake or two;
I want to eat a snowflake with you.
Do they come in flavors? Can we get them larger?
Let’s go inside now and and sit by the fire
While snowflakes melt on our toes and our nose
and we cuddle close as our friendship grows.

I really hope you liked my poem. Now it’s time for my Thankfuls.
1. I’m thankful brother Andrew has been here with all of us since Saturday. I’m so glad he stayed even after Mom and Dad got home on Sunday. He’ leaving tomorrow, and I’ll miss sleeping with him in his bed.
2. Like I said earlier, I’m thankful Pastor will be back and will pet me and kiss me and tell me he loves me on Monday.
3. I’m thankful I have a comfy, warm place to live with really great food and lots of love, and no one yells at me or hurts me here.

Well, I guess that’s all for today. Except for thanking Angel Brian, for hosting Thankful Thursday. Thanks, Angel Brian!

A Late Poetry and Thankful Thursday

Thanks to Angel Sammy for the picture this week and for Angel Brian’s Home Blog for Thankful Thursday.

Riley here. I get to do the poem for this week, using this picture that Angel Sammy found for us. Here we go!

It’s New Year’s Eve     by Riley

It’s New Year’s Eve in the Old Folks Home.
No one’s dancing or playing with phones.
Blowing on toys is fun for the boys;
The girls laugh and say my ears hurt, Oy!

We know there’s no promise of one more year.
(Oh, what’s the difference if I’m deaf in one ear!)
We’ll live happily in a life full of love
‘Til we fly away to our new home above.

Speaking of ears, I think I must be going deaf in at least one ear, too. I thought I heard Mom Amy say, “Good girl, Chia!”

I went back to my favorite vet place a couple of weeks ago. First I had to go to work with Mom Amy and spend the day there.

It wasn’t bad at all. The Al-Anon group came in at noon and L.O.V.E.D. me! I stayed for part of their meeting, then they let me back out to the office when I asked. I went on to the vet’s because I had been coughing and hacking a lot more and Mom Amy worried I might have caught a doggie cold or something. They took another x-ray of my chest. If you want to read about the first x-ray, click here. In short, that first x-ray showed my heart was a bit enlarged, and my heart murmur had gotten worse. This time, Mrs. Dr. Vet hung the old x-ray from March and the new one she just took up side-by-side and Mom Amy could see that my heart had gotten bigger. The Vet said that it was pressing up against something called an esophagus (Mom Amy spelled that for me) and that was making me cough. Kinda like if you press on your throat and it makes you cough. I got some pills that will help slow down how fast my heart is growing. I guess maybe that was on my mind and that’s why I wrote the poem the way I did. Hey, love y’all! *wags* Riley

From Mom Amy: There’s nothing that will cure what is happening, only slow it down some. As it is, we are thankful for every day we have with our Big Guy Riley.

Thankful Thursday

It’s just my third Christmas, but I think I have it figured out. We get presents, and sometimes give presents to others, too. I got a kind of a present in that I got to do the picture poem today!

Get Up Santa    by Chia

Santa, Santa, please don’t die!
All kids across the world will cry.
Santa, please don’t just lay there!
I’ve brought Ratto ; we can play here.

Did you just drink too much eggnog?
What can I do, I’m just a small dog!
Come on, I want to drive your sleigh.
Get up, Santa, so we can play!

Now my thankful: I’m thankful for my good food and that Mom threw out the rest of the rotten alligator meat. Yuck! And I’m thankful for my stuffies and hope I get more from Santa Paws! Hey Santa Paws, I’m being a good girl! Chia

Thanks to Angel Sammy for the picture this week and for Angel Brian’s Home Blog for Thankful Thursday.

Riley’s Thankful Thursday

Thanks to Angel Brian’s Home Blog for hosting Thankful Thursday.

Hi there friends. I went to work with Mom yesterday. This is the bed Lucy and Xena lay in when they’re here. It’s a bit small, but I made it work.

I had a very enjoyable day with a lot of people fussing over me and petting me and saying really nice things to and about me. I greeted everyone with wags and didn’t show them my teeth like Lucy does. I know it’s supposed to be a smile, but come on! She’s got fangs!

The Al Anon Group came today and most of them pet me and said what a good boy I am and how handsome I am. Some of them even told Mom Amy stories about their own dogs. I stayed in the meeting for a while, going around the table and helping everyone feel comfortable and able to tell their own stories about why they were there.

A little later I got to meet the mailman and he gave me a big treat just like he does Lucy. I followed him back to the truck cause the treat was good and I wanted more… and it worked!

One lady came in with presents for under the Giving Tree and a container of cookies to take downstairs for something going on last night. I could smell the cookies. Mmmmmm. I followed her the whole way down the long hallway hoping to score, but no luck. Mom Amy came after me and gave me a consolation treat.

Well, I shoulda know something was up. The only other time Mom Amy took me to work was when I had to go to the vet. Sure enough, that’s where we went as soon as she got done working. I didn’t really mind. Everyone there is so nice to me. They even laid me on a big table and took lots of pictures of my insides. Is that cool or what!? Mom Amy looked at the pictures of my heart. It’s gotten bigger since they took my picture in the spring this year. But then you probably know I’m a big-hearted boy, right? I really like people and just love, love, love the little folks. But because my heart has gotten bigger, it is pressing a bit on my windpipe. That’s the reason I cough so much. I know My Person Andrew is really worried about me, and cries for me. I don’t want him to be sad. I think I’ll make sure he knows I got some medicine to take to help slow my heart from getting even bigger. Maybe he’ll feel hopeful so he ‘ll forget feeling sad and just have fun with me when we’re together. That’s really all I want for Christmas…and maybe some more mailman treats….and cookies.

Anyhow, I wanted to say that I’m thankful to have such a great day, and for MPAndrew. And for mailman treats…and cookies.

Your friend, Riley

Thankful Poetic Thursday by Riley and Xena

Many thanks to Angel Sammy for the picture this week and to Brian’s Home Blog for Thankful Thursday.

Riley: It’s a boy picture, and I’m the only boy around here, so I get to do the poem this week.
Xena: But I’m the German dog in the house. I should get to do the poem. Besides, I have one ready!
Riley: I know I’m gonna regret this, but let’s do it together, das Fräulein.

Nuts by Xena the Schnauzer(ina)
I heard that the German polizen are nuts.
It takes guts to not care about your nuts!

Riley *groan*
Final Exam by Riley
The men had trained to be on the force;
Now to test them on this motor course.
If one of them flinched so much as an inch
Their police career would be on the bench.
I wonder if that bike started too slow;
All these men would end up soprano!

Xena: Good one Riley! *wags*
Riley: No, you can’t have part of my supper tonight.

Xena: It was worth a shot. But I’m still thankful for something else. I am so very glad to be back in my own home again. That house we stayed at in In Dee Anna had scary hardwood floors and a scary wood staircase to the bedrooms. Mommy had to carry me up and down the stairs in the morning and at night. I know most of our floors are wood, but I grew up on them and that’s different!

Chia: You were scared for real? I thought it was a game! That’s why I kept going onto the rug in the kitchen and acting like I was scared to get off of it.
Xena: You mean you weren’t really scared?
Chia: Heck no! Didn’t you see me get off it if everyone ignored me? Or if there was food involved? BOLBOLBOL! er, sorry Xena.
Xena: I’m gonna take the high road here and say I’m thankful you weren’t really scared of the wood floors.
Lucy: I’m thankful for my Dad and for my Grandma. Here’s a picture of Dad entertaining Grandma after our family supper.

Only 18 more days until Santa Paws comes! XOXOXOX Chia, Lucy, Xena and Riley

Thanksgiving Thankfuls and Poetry Thursday

Chia: I made my poem short and to the point so everyone could get back to eating turkey.

There’s an Outhouse by Chia the Thanksgiving Injun

There’s an old outhouse
So we don’t pee inhouse

And we’re all thankful to Angel Sammy for the picture this week and for Brian’s Home Blog for Thankful Thursday.

Speaking of Thankful Thursday…

Riley: Chia! Why are you dressed like an Indian? Mom Amy said we should dress like pilgrims for our Thanksgiving picture. We even had a meeting and I decided we’d all just wear pilgrim hats. What’s wrong with you, long dog?

Chia: I’m a rebel. And I can run faster than you.
Lucy: Everyone please just stand still and look at the camera. The sooner we get this over with the better.
Chia: Xena, where you goin’?
Xena: I think I see a critter…

Chia’s Poem and Confession on Thankful Thursday

Lucy: Last Thursday when me and Mom were at work and told Pastor about Ella passing, he said, “I believe there will be more than people in heaven.” He was trying to let me know I would be with my BFF again some day. I’m so thankful for those words of comfort that I will always remember.

Riley: I’m thankful that Mom Amy got me the same natural stuff that’s been like a miracle for Xena and I haven’t been nearly as yeasty or stinky or itchy.

Xena: My belly has stayed it’s pretty, natural color all year, not red and itchy and bumby. And I haven’t scratched sores on my face or made the white hairs on my feet red with licking. I love those Red Rover powder supplie mints. I’m so thankful Mommy found them and keeps getting them to help me. This is the first year since I was one (I’m six) that I haven’t been an itchy, red mess all spring and fall.

Hi it’s me, Chia, again. I know you’re glad to see me, and I’m glad to see you too *full body wiggles*. Y’all know I’ve been a much better behaved girl since I got my blessing from Father Robert. But then I slipped up. I heard that some people confess their sins and then are forgiven, so here’s my confession: I chewed up Mom’s nighttime mouthpiece in the length of time it took her to shower. When she saw it missing, I tried to play innocent, but she knew.
I heard Dad say, “She hasn’t brought it to me yet.”
So I ran and got it from where I hid the evidence and took it to my Dad. Then Dad said, “She brought it to me,” so I ran to Mom and said sincerely, “I’m really sorry Mom, please forgive me.” And she did. Wow, it felt so good!

I get to do the poem again today because I’m so good at it, well, you’ll see why.

Hiding Under the Covers by Chia

Under the covers some folks may hide;
I’m just a pup but I won’t be denied
My nightly blanket on couch or on bed;
I always feel safe when I lay down my head.

Some hide from parents when they want to read,
Or think they can miss school this way. Indeed!
Whate’er the motive, a blanket’s a must.
But when sis steps on me the whole thing’s a bust!

Thanks to Angel Sammy for the picture this week and for Angel Brian’s Home Blog for Thankful Thursday.

Chia’s Poem and Thankfuls

Hi folks, it’s Chia week around here. It started with me going to Mom and Dad’s church last Saturday where the priest “blessed” me. Dad said Father Robert would have to drive the demons out first, but the priest just laughed and said the blessing would take care of it. Then Mom took me to a place called The Greenway where there’s a huge dog park and lots of trails to walk. What was even better was that I got to walk the trails twice cause the first time Mom lost her glasses and we had to go try to find them. I walked really nice, too, probably cause I had just gotten blessed! In fact, I’ve been a very good girl all week (so far), so maybe the blessing did help make me a better girl! In fact, I’ve been so good that Mom said I could do the poem today. With lots of wags and thanks to  Angel Sammy for the picture this week and for Brian’s Home Blog for Thankful Thursday, here’s my poem.

I’m Blessed and Not a Stinker by Chia

I’m tired of being a bad girl, tired of being a stinker,
Tired of wearing this costume, so now I’ll be a sinker.
I’ll just jump in the river and go to doggie heaven.
But what are those folks doing? They’re yelling, “No! That is a sin!”

“Hang on, dear poochie,” said they. “We’re here to save and love you!
You’re blessed and good (and pretty.) We promise we won’t eat you.
They carried me back to safety. I ran on home to Mommy.
I really love my Lucy. I’m blessed and not a skunkie.

Thankfuls, hmmm. I’m really thankful that I get to sleep in the big bed with Mom and Dad every night. I’m thankful that I get to eat the best food ever. I’m thankful for my sister Lucy…well, and for Xena too. She’s funny, she keeps grabbing toys to get me to play with her. And sometimes she even drags her bed into the living room like it is a stuffed animal to get me to play. And I’m thankful for Riley, too. He’s not so bad, ya know? OK, I’m gonna go cuddle up with Lucy now and take my nap.

XOXOXOX Chia


Thankful Poetry Thursday

Well, since I’m the male of our 4-legged pack, I said I would investigate the house in this picture and write the poem. If you look closely, you’ll see that’s not a tree behind the house, it’s a monster. When I realized this, I high-tailed it out of there as fast as my legs could carry me! But I’ve still got a poem for you.

The Scary Goon Behind the Castle by Riley

Wednesday, are you going home to your scary castle?
Morticia’s there with Dad Gomez and Lurch, your trusted vassal.
But who’s that goon in your backyard, with him I wouldn’t wrassle!
I’m outa here, I’m headin’ home, to my less scary passel.

That experience has made me thankful there’s nothing scarier than the vacula in our house. And lately I’ve been taking it on when Mom Amy starts pushing it around the floor. Oh yeah, I’ve attacked it once or twice. Mom Amy just laughs and tells me to go somewhere it isn’t.

Mom Amy: I’m thankful our Riley, at the ripe old age of 13, is still with us, going on walks, attacking the vacuum, and even occasionally playing with Chia. I’m also thankful the insurance company is paying for the new roof we got this week. It seems every time the wind blew another piece of our old roof flew off onto the ground.

And we’re all thankful to Angel Sammy for the picture this week and for Brian’s Home Blog for Thankful Thursday.

Chia’s Poetry on Thankful Thursday

Thanks to Angel Sammy for the picture this week and Angel Brian’s Thankful Thursday. I wrote this poem before Brian made his trip to the Rainbow Bridge. *wipes eyes* So after debating whether to publish it or not, I decided that Brian would have wanted me to. Here it is, in honor of my friend Brian.

Keep Trying by Chia

Ever have that thought
Almost impossible to do,
Hoping to not get caught
While folks stick to you like glue?

I want to be in charge here
Of all that’s said and done.
I want to be the alpha;
It sure does sound like fun!

I want to run the neighborhood
Without any restraints;
Daily checking along the fence
And always both the gates.

I want to be the one most loved
By both my Mom and Dad,
Not the one told, “Bad dog!”
I’m not usually so bad!

I may never be in charge
Or alpha of my pack.
I may never run the neighborhood (with permission)
Or the favorite of my pack.

But I’m not a quitter!

Seriously, I’m really thankful for my home and my family and my yummy food and my walks and everything else that goes with being the youngest one of the pack. I know my folks love me a lot. Daddy holds me and rubs my belly in the evening, and Mommy kisses me and scritches me and lets me cuddle up to her back in bed and make sure I’ve got a blanket to burrow under. And she doesn’t even complain when I kick her in bed ’cause I’m having a wild running dream. And I love my pack. I just wanna be in charge, ya know? *sigh*

Pee Ess: True confession…this morning Mom walked away from all 4 of our dog bowls on the counter that she was filling with veggies and meat for our supper tonight. So while she went to the bedroom for something, I ate all the meat (except Riley’s, cause his bowl didn’t have any in it yet). I’m a Bad Dog again, but I have a happy tummy. For now. Except it’s starting to not feel quite as good. Oops, gotta go!

We’re all thankful for the time we had getting to know Brian and his siblings. We love you, Angel Brian!

Lucy’s Thankful Thursday Poetry

 Lucy: Many thanks to Brian for hosting Brian’s Thankful Thursday,  and also to  Angel Sammy for the picture this week.

It’s my turn to write a poem for the picture and I think I’ve got the perfect one. *wags*

The Pastor Is Gone by Lucy the Church Dog
Pastor went away.
I pleaded with him to stay.
Please return I pray.

Xena: Wow Lucy, you really do have a case on the pastor. Did you get AI to help you with that Haiku?
Lucy: No, Xena. AI couldn’t express my feelings like I can. I miss him so much. I haven’t seen him for a week but he’ll be back today and he’ll fuss over me and tell me he loves me
Chia: I want to meet this pastor. Grrr, why haven’t I gotten to meet him? Why won’t Mom take me to the church where she goes and works all day? Why do you and Xena get to go but not me? Grrr.
Xena: Because the first time the front door opened you’d run out onto that busy street and get flattened into a 2 dimensional dead dog.
Chia: Oh. Well, I’m thankful I’m still a 3 dimensional live dog!
Xena and Lucy: So are we!!


Chia: What’s dimensional?

Riley’s Poetry Thursday

Riley: Hey Brian, thanks for hosting Brian’s Thankful Thursday! You’re a righteous dude. And also to  Angel Sammy for the weird picture this week.

I got stuck with this totally off the wall picture. Seriously? So I looked up my buddy AI and asked for some help. Here we go.

Stairs Up, Lift Down by Riley and my AI

Stairs up a steep mountain, oh my! A climb that’s sure to make you sigh. But don’t you fret, don’t you fear, For the air lift at the top is near.

The stairs are steep, the climb is tough, But the view from the top is more than enough. The air lift awaits, to take you high, and show you the world from the sky.

So step by step, and stair by stair, You’ll reach the top without a care. And when you do, you’ll see it all, The mountains, the valleys, and the waterfall.

So don’t be afraid of the climb ahead, For there’s an air lift waiting instead. Just take it slow, and step with care, and soon enough, you’ll be up there.

The End

Anyhoo, not my best work, but hey, it’s not my work, BOL!!

Xena: Thanks Riley. Maybe next time you’ll make your own poem like I do!
I’m so thankful my Mommy’s home, and my Daddy too. I love Miss Christy and she takes super good care of us and all, but she’s not my Mommy (or my Daddy). I sure hope they don’t go away again anytime soon. But I’m gonna get to go to work with Mommy on Friday! And I’m gonna be good and get lots of treats.

Mom Amy: I’m unbelievably grateful to have such a wonderful, trustworthy and loving dog sitter, as well as an absolutely great neighbor who filled in when needed. She even came over at noon to give everyone a potty break and let then spend some time outdoors. And I’m also grateful beyond words to have a wonderful husband who loves me and loves to take me to my favorite places (especially beaches) for several days over my birthday. He’s one in a million!

Lucy: I’m thankful I finally got to go to work again today and see the Pastor. He kisses me and tells me he loves me and always treats me wonderful.

Chia: I’m happy Miss Pam came over so many times to see me and feed me and play with me!