I now star in my very own video on You Tube. My Dad made the video. It is inspirational, as well as very good because, well, because I am the star.
Xena: How could she do this? How could Mommy go away and leave me all alone all day and all night and all day again when I am in this condition?
Lucy: You aren’t alone, Xexe. I’m here and Dad’s here with you. And you’re not in a “condition.” You’re just having your big girl time. Stop being such a baby.
Xena: I’m NOT a baby. I’m a big girl. And it’s just not the same with Mommy gone. She knows I feel miserable and she deserted us. I need baby-held.
Lucy: I saw Dad baby-hold you like Mom showed him to do. And like I said…oh forget it. Mom went to Nashville to spend time with her BFF from PA. Come look at the pictures she sent. First they went to a Greek restaurant called Taziki’s, then to an art museum in Centennial Park called the Parthenon, just like in Greece. 
It was only $4 to go inside to see the pretty pictures because they got the “senior” discount, BOL! On the second floor they even got to visit the Goddess Athena.
Xena: Is that a snake next to her?!
Lucy: Good eye, Xena. In folklore snakes are usually depicted to be cunning creatures and, among other things, Athena was the goddess of intelligent activity and battle strategy. You might take some lessons from her.
Xena: Phthh
Lucy: Saturday night Mom and her friend went downtown to Music Row on Broadway Street. Mom wrote that the crowds on the sidewalks were so thick that you could hardly walk. There were street musicians and performers everywhere. They went into a restaurant called Jimmy Buffets Margaritaville for supper and entertainment…and, of course, margarita’s. Her friend even treated her to dinner for her birthday.
Xena: Was Ruby the Airedale there? I hear it’s Margaritaville wherever she goes. If Ruby was there, why didn’t Mommy take me?
Lucy: Umm, I don’t think so, Xe.
On Sunday they went to the Opry Mills Mall. There was a new restaurant called the Aquarium that had a huge fish tank wrapped all around the inside of the restaurant.
There was even a diver cleaning it like Mom cleans the house.
Xena: I wish she was here cleaning the house now. And holding me.
Lucy: Dad already cleaned the house as a birthday surprise for Mom. And she can’t hold you while she cleans, Xexe, you know that. Back to what I was saying. Hmm, where was I? Oh yes, restaurants. They didn’t eat there, ’cause Mom wanted her PA friend to experience real southern pulled pork with all the trimmings. So they walked through the mall to a real Southern BBQ joint and chowed down.
Xena: Now I’m hungry. When are we going to eat?
Lucy: Dad already gave us our supper. And it was more than even Mom gives us.
Xena: Yeah, well, I just hope she comes home soon. 
Lucy: She will be home soon, little sister. I can’t wait for her to open the card we got her:
Like I said, Dad’s fed us our supper and I am just going to take a little nap and wait.
This is Lucy and Xena waiting for the deserter Mom.
PeeS: I’m thinkin’ about getting me a snake so I can be just like Athena. ~Xena Schnauzer Goddess Princess
Fifteen men on a dead man’s chest
The mate was fixed by the bos’n’s pike
OK Xena, your turn. I’ve even got a map here for us to hunt for treasure later.
What is happening? Why is this weird bird here and why am I wearing a hat. Is this a joke?
Pirate Pete: No, matey, t’is no joke. I am Pirate Pete, and this is Talk Like a Pirate Day. Talk like a Pirate or walk the plank.
Grrrrrrr.
Great first try, me fine lassie. Try again.
B-argh-k!!
That be it, sweet Xena girl. All together now:
Yo ho ho an’ a bottle a’ rum!
Presented to you by Lucy the Pirate Dog, Xena the Pirate Warrior Princess and Pirate Pete
Mommy decided I needed more “socializing,’ so she took me to run errands with her. First stop was to pick up her car at the body shop, where it had been repaired from her running into the corner of the garage with it. From there we went to the Home Depot store. Mommy asked me to sit pretty while she took my picture.
So, I was sitting there, wishing she would hurry up, when suddenly, outof the corner of my eye, I saw…
MONSTERS behind me!
I insisted we go get what we came for and get the heck out of there.
Please Mommy, enough of the picture-taking. 
I think I hear them coming!
I am Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess who doesn’t want to fight monsters.
Overnight, my big girl time came to visit. I got some yicky blood on Mommy’s bed sheets, but she’s not mad. She said everything comes out in the wash. I feel all “off” today. I thought it might make me feel better to hug my blankie for a while.
It did help a little bit. For a little while.
I don’t have to wear my big girl panties when I go outside, so Lucy went out with me in the dog lot until it got too hot.
Then, when we came back in and the panties got put back on me, I felt embarrassed and I hid under the pillow in my kennel. 
Oh, that’s where my blue bone went!
Toward the middle of the afternoon, I fell into despair.
Isn’t this ever going to end?
Finally, I asked Mommy to baby hold me. I’m so glad she was home with me today.
She held me and loved on me every time I asked for the rest of the day. Those were the best parts of the day – other than food time. Oh, and our walk was good, too. I sure hope this is all over by tomorrow.
For now, I am going to just make a pillow sandwich with me in the middle and try to sleep this whole thing off. 
Mommy changed me into clean panties. You might have noticed these are the green ones. The blue ones are now in the wash, along with my Warrior Cape.
Goodnight, everyone. I am Xena the Schnauzer wearing my Big Girl Panties.
Xena’s Mom here with a word about why Xena is not yet spayed. I know this can be a rather hot topic. It is not because we are being irresponsible or that we are going to breed her. It is for her future health. Both her breeder and her vet recommend at least 2 to 3 estrus cycles before spaying. When the time comes, I will be exploring the option of a partial hysterectomy, leaving her ovaries intact to continue to give her the hormones that help her body in so many ways. I urge you to go here to read about the newest findings of early spays/neuters.
Lucy: This is our first time to join in the Flower Friday blog hop. First, we want to thank Rosy from LLB in Our Back Yard for hosting it.
We went on a walk with Mom around the neighborhood. Mom thinks these are called knock-out roses in one of our neighbor’s yard. Whatever they’re called, this one’s for you, Rosy!
After reading all the pee mail and leaving some, too, we went home and ran, ran, ran in the front yard. The grass is long and still wet from the dew and high humidity, so Xena’s legs got soaked.
Xena: So why wouldn’t you come pose in front of the pansies, Luce the Deuce? Here I was, looking my worst wit the sun in my eyes and my tongue hanging out and I still did what Mommy asked.
Did you know that pansies are a winter flower in Tennessee? Unless, of course, it gets super cold, then they die. 😦 We love their pretty faces. Mommy got 3 pansies for two dollars when we went to the Home Depot. But that’s a story for another day. I’m panting hot and all wet from run, run, running with Lucy in the front yard.
Thanks for letting us join in Flower Friday!
Lucy the Deucy and Xena Schnauzer Princess Warrior
Pee S: Mommy can never get the blog hop stuff to work, so be sure to go over to Rosy’s blog (the link is at the top of my our post) and visit with everyone.
Hi friends, and welcome to today’s edition of Grooming with Mom. Today I want to introduce Max the bishon frise. Here’ an article on the breed’s history, for anyone interested. Mom met Max’s dad at our yard sale last weekend. The last time Max was groomed, the Not-So-Smart-Pet Place shaved his tail without asking his dad. They said it was matted. Mom grimaced when she heard that, and handed the man her grooming card.
Mom forgot to take a “before” picture, so here are two “after” pics. Mom spent the first 40 minutes of this groom working mats out of Max’s ears, and from under his ears and his head. I guess she could have just shaved them *shrug* but she’s smarter than that. She just did the work and charged more, BOL! His dad didn’t mind paying more, and even gave her a tip. It’s going to take time to grow out his face and tail to how they should look, but he’s only 8 years old…there’s time.
Thanks for joining us for another issue of Grooming with Mom. Wags and wiggles, Lucy
You groomed my dog how?!
Lucy: Mom went to the grocery and bought us watermelon. 
Xena: We were hoping real hard it was for us, cause it looked sooooo gooooood!!!
Lucy: We got to play catch. I am a very experienced catcher.
Xena is still learning, so I got to eat what she missed.
Xena: But Mommy kept throwing watermelon at, er, to me, and eventually I caught some.
Lucy: I mostly caught, but once in a while Mom didn’t make a good throw, so Xena got to eat that. We had so much fun, and Mom laughed and laughed while she stuffed her face ate some watermelon too while throwing it at to us..
Xena: After we were all done making a mess catching and eating watermelon Mommy had to get out a bucket and mop the floor, but she said it was worth it. Then she had her “special” watermelon treat. We didn’t get any.
Lucy and Xena: It’s still summer as long as there is watermelon!
Lucy: Hi Friends. Since I am the official reporter on the grooming beat, I get to go first. Some of you might remember Laila and Louie. I reported on their grooms and Laila’s pregnancy. Her Mama sent us a pretty picture of all the puppies. 
Why so many? Because she has had two litters. The one in the top left corner is called Cow Puppy, he, he. The only one to look like his daddy is the second one on the bottom row. And you will never guess…Laila is in a delicate condition again, due on September 15. Her Mama said it happened while she was on vacation and didn’t know what was going on. My Mom suggested she get Louie “fixed” right now before this third litter of puppies are even born. I sure wouldn’t want to have that many kids! Thankfully, they did all get good homes. 
This is Louie and Laila after they got home from being groomed last weekend. Mom hates Laila’s haircut, but it’s how her Mama wants her done.
Xena: My turn, Lucy Goosey. I want to tell everyone how I finished up my Agility Won training and I was sooo good that I passed without even going to the last class. 
I wanted to go, but see, here’s what happened. Me and Lucy went to the dog park on Monday morning and that’s when Mommy stuck her hand in the poop bag container and got stung and her hand swelled up like a balloon and she had to take bennies and she couldn’t drive. So she called Miss Nancy who is my teacher and Miss Nancy loves me and said she already knew that I’m ready to move on to the next level so she would still give us my graduation certificate the next time she saw us. I still wish we could have gone to class…it is sooo much fun!
Lucy: Umm, I still have some groom client updates to do, Xena, then you can tell more stuff. You might remember Maggie. We had asked for POTP for her Mama who was having surgery for breast cancer. Wonderful news! Her Mama did great and doesn’t even have to have poison to finish up. (I think it is called keemo.) Mom groomed Maggie last Saturday while our peeps brother Adam ran the yard sale. I offered to help, but he said he had it. OK, Xena, you can finish up, but don’t write a novel.
Xena: All right Luce the Sweet Goose. Here’s what I’ve got. Check it out.
Daddy’s been working on a dead lion for his job. I don’t understand how he can work two weeks of hours when only one week has gone by, but that’s what did, and he’s not done yet. Daddy’s gotten to bed very late every night, so Lucy and I keep his spot warm. You can see that Mommy covers the bed with a sheet because of all the nasty dog fur from Lucy. It gets on everything, even me. It goes down my throat and makes me gag, too. So that’s Lucy keeping the middle of the bed warm, and Mommy keeping her side warm, and me warming Daddy’s pillow so I don’t have to lay in all the nasty dog fur. Us schnauzers have hair, not nasty fur, you know. I just learned this from Angel Lexi – she was close by all day on Tuesday because it was her two year angel-versary. Then she had to go back to do stuff for the Big Guy and play with Spike the Unicorn, as well as Dorothy and the Lion and the Scarecrow and all her other friends. Lucy’s doing that cut her throat sign with her paw again, which means I’m going into novel mode again.
Love and barks and wiggles from Lucy Goosey and Xena Princess Schnauzer Warrior
Hi there! Lucy here with another episode of grooming with Mom. Today we feature Sophie, the 11-year-old salt-and-pepper Miniature Schnauzer, and her brother Dexter, the 4-year-old white miniature schnauzer. They are both bigger than Xena; Mom says they are the same size as Angel Lexi. They are good pups, except when it comes to shaving around Dexter’s nards. Dad had to hold him for that, while reassuring him that his prized possessions would still be there when Mom got done, BOL!
Ladies first, so here’s Sophie “before”
and “after.”.Sophie thanked Mom with nose kisses.
Mom thought it would be fun to show a “halfies” with Dexter. 
Cray-cray, right? Here he is all groomed and bathed. 
Dexter had to check to be sure no parts were missing.
Lucy signing off until next time. Love and wiggles (but not on the grooming table)
Friday I was the official garage sale pup. Since my dear friend Mr. Purrince Henry taught me how to count, I was able to help Mommy know what number to put on the stickers with that funny $ in front of them. 
The first thing to sell 87 minutes before the sale even opened was Santa Claus. 
Nothing else in this picture sold at all today, but lots of other stuff we don’t have pictures for did. I laid sweetly in Mommy’s lap and let everyone pet me. I was what is called the PR Dog. I even helped Mommy get a new dog to groom, a Bishon Frise. The nice man is going to make an appointment because the last place he took Max – Max is his dog’s name – they cut all the hair off his tail. I don’t see the problem, but if it gets Mommy a new dog to groom, that’s good.
I got rewarded with blueberries. When Mommy closed the box, I pushed it all over the driveway, but couldn’t get it opened. 
Mommy said I had to do a little more work for pay, so we worked on my newest Agility Won exercises. I had to sit still and not get up or scoot while Mommy walked away from me (with the blueberries), then walked back right past me, circling around my tail end, and then around to my front. I moved my head to follow her, but that’s all, just like I was supposed to do. Mommy said I was a very good girl and I got more blueberries. Not too many, though, ’cause too many gives me the squirts…blue squirts.
There was so much stuff left that we are going to do it all again Saturday. My peeps brother Adam is going to help while Mommy grooms three dogs.
That reminds me, but I am going to whisper so Mommy doesn’t hear me telling you. Last Sunday she was sitting in the window chair in the front room and started feeling something stinging her back. It got her really good, and around on her belly too. When she lifted her shirt, a fire ant dropped, and she thought it fell into her pants. So right there she stripped off all… oh never mind, Lucy is making the cut motion with her paw. Anyhow, Slider and Peyton came to get groomed, and even though the bites were swollen up like lakes, she went downstairs to groom them. Pretty soon she used her phone to call Daddy who was upstairs and told him she needed benadryl right away, and being a good Daddy he put down his work and brought her some. A little while later, after Slider had his bath and she had cut Peyton’s nails, she lifted Peyton off the table and Mommy laid down on the floor because she was starting to faint. She managed to get Daddy on the phone again, and he came down and took her to the medi-clinic place. (Side note: Mommy managed to call the pups’ Mom and left the door unlocked so she could come get them.) She was able to get up and get in the car and laid the seat back. Gross alert! She was mostly almost-fainted on the way there, even when she started to throw up. Since she was laying back and almost fainted, she also mostly missed the bag, and there was a big puddle in her lap. Now here is the My Daddy is a Hero part. He didn’t faint and he didn’t puke. Instead, he got her to the doctor’s. In the parking lot he took off his shirt, pulled an old pair of his jeans from the trunk, and helped her get changed into his clothes in the car so she could go into the doctor place – looking like a homeless person. Then he drove home and got dressed and brought Mommy clothes to change into. Don’t I have the bestest Daddy is the whole world? Oh yeah, Lucy said I should tell you Mommy was fine after that. She was feeling so much better that she said her usual No! when the doctor tried to give her prednisone, he, he. So anyhow, Slider and Peyton are coming back tomorrow to get groomed.
OK, OK, I know this is getting long and there’s no pictures, so you can stop reading if you want, but I have more to whisper to you. Two days later Mommy took us back to the dog park. She was loading the poop bag dispenser with plastic bags from home when something bit or stung the top of her hand. At first it hurt a lot and then redness started spreading all over her hand and wrist. She still stayed and let us play – which wasn’t as much fun ’cause there were hardly any other dogs there – and took another bennie when we got home. Whoops, Lucy said I should say benadryl so you don’t think Mommy is a drug addict or something like that. Anyhow, within a couple of hours, her hand and wrist were swollen up like a fat glove. You couldn’t even see any of the wrinkle in it. Shhh, don’t tell her I said that! She couldn’t even make a fist or hold onto stuff. The next day the redness had creeped up her arm, so she made the decision to go back to the same medi place. This time she accepted a shot of steroids in one hip and a shot of antie biotics in the other hip ’cause the doc said she had both inflammation and infection. It took until Friday for her hand to look normal again, and she is taking antie biotics and preds and probiotics and eating lots of yummy yogurt, even though nothing tastes good now. She’s not sleeping much but she is peeing a lot and hungry all the time. Maybe that’s why she doesn’t like the medicine. Although I am hungry all the time without any medicine. Lucy just mentioned that this is turning into a novel, so I should say goodbye now.
Oh, and could you please just say something in the comments about me helping with the yard sale and not this part about Mommy ’cause I don’t want her to know I told you. ‘K?
Xena the Garage Selling Schnauzer Warrior Princess
Friday Food for Thought:
Less than a week after a jury found Monsanto liable in a $289 million-dollar-cancer verdict, independent lab tests commissioned by the Environmental Working Group (EWG) report large doses of glyphosate in cereal for kids (and that us adults eat too), oat bars and other oat-based products.
You can read the full article here.
Be safe, be well. Love from Lucy, Xena and Mom Amy
From puppy hood
to adult hood,
Lexi’s gifts and joy of life shone through.
She could separate the different roles in her life to behave accordingly. She loved to bring smiles to people of all ages. On stage, which was her favorite place to be,
and at the children’s hospital, her second favorite place.
And sometimes it was just dance time.
We love you always, my precious girl, and honor you for fulfilling your mission in life: to bring joy to others.
Image and Logo designed by Deb Barnes at Zee and Zoey’s Cat Chronicles,
Author of Purr Prints of the Heart and founder of Rainbow Bridge Remembrance Day.
Lucy: Xena, you are the only dog I know that can get grounded at the dog park. It was our third day in a row going there. You just don’t know when to shut your mouth. You were inciting riots with all your barking. And Mom said she was getting a headache. 
Xena: Please stop lecturing me. I paid the price. I had to sit with boring Mommy while you played with the other dogs. I wanted to run and play too. (and bark more)
Xena the Benched Schnauzer Warrior Princess
Xena: Since Mom hasn’t been going to those work places, me and Lucy have had her full attention all day, every day.
Lucy: You have a distorted since of time, sister. Mom has been on her computer job hunting and reading blogs from our friends, and cleaning and doing other stuff.
Xena: Well, yesterday and today she took us to the dog park for 87 hours and we had a blast! The temperature was finally cool enough in the morning that we didn’t have heat strokes.
Lucy: I did love to run, run, run with everyone. And I watched for new dogs coming in so I could make new friends.
Xena: Yep, you rolled on your back, Lucy Goosey, and waved your paws while I hopped up and down and barked at them.
Lucy: Did you even notice that both days, you were the only one barking? Mom calls you the Mouth of the South, but everyone at the park called me Sweet.
Xena: How could I notice, Luce the Sweet Goose? I couldn’t hear anything over my own barking! Hey, did you see me chase that giant American Bulldog that came in last? He had big junk hanging between his back legs like Achilles used to have.
Lucy: I saw you, and so did Mom. We were both watching to be sure you didn’t turn into dog chow. I know you saw him knock over that other dog who was about your size and growl and slobber all over his black furs. We left a few minutes after that.
Xena: Yep, he knew not to mess with me. It was a lot of fun to run with you and the other big dogs, though. And today I got to rule over Gracy, the Pyrenees mix.
Lucy: That reminds me, why are you in the big dog side?
Xena: Mommy said you are too big to be allowed into the small dog side, and there is only one of her, so I had to play with the big dogs. I kept up with everyone, too. I’m 87 months younger than you, so I have tons more energy. Last night you totally crashed.
Xena: If you can’t run with the big dogs…
stay on the porch – or the little dog side of the park.
Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess running with the Big Dogs
and
Sweet Lucy
We’ve been home from our trip for over a week now. Sometimes I think about the fun I had, especially playing with Ella. Mommy made me a card with special effects, ’cause Ella is a special girl.
She’s my new BFF. Sometimes I hear noises so I look out in the yard to see if she has come to visit, but it is always a bird or a squirrel or a rabbit. Occasionally, a cat has the nerve to cross through my property without permission! I always let Mom know when that happens.
Mom hasn’t been going to work at all, so Xena and I have been getting more walks around the neighbor-hood. Sometimes we see people on our walks and I start to wiggle all over. Mom explains that I love people and asks them if they would pet me. They always say yes, and I get to make new friends. When the X dog stops barking her fool head off, they sometimes pet her too. Back home, Mom takes off our leashes and let us run zoomies in the front yard. I guess we aren’t grounded anymore. (So does that mean h-e-double hockey sticks froze over?)
I discovered a large gray cat sunning himself in the driveway of a house we always pass. I don’t usually pull on the leash, but that time I had to show Mom how much I wanted to go say hi. Mom just said, “No, Lucy,” and kept walking. Now, every time we pass that house, I look for the cat. Sometimes I pretend I am just reading pee mail in the grass, but I am actually scanning the yard and porch and driveway for the cat.
Speaking of cats, do you remember Oscar who lives with my Grandma in Ill in noise? It seems like he is still there and taking advantage of my Grandma.
I said FASTER, Slave!
Well, it’s been nice not having to share the blog with my pesky little sis. but that’s all I have to tell you today.
Wiggles and licks, Lucy
Meanwhile:
Has anyone seen my girlfriend? The pretty little schnauzer girl?
Shhh, I’m hiding. Don’t anyone tell him my address!
There are false rumors goin’ ’round.
They’re about me and Achilles. 
We are not engaged. He is not even my boyfriend.
I told ya’ll once and I’m a’tellin’ ya’ll again…
I am
Daddy’s
girl.
Signed: Xena the Schnauzer Princess Warrior
Within minutes of being strapped into the back seat with Lucy, I was free. I don’t like being in the back seat. When Mommy stopped for gas, she strapped me in again, so I tortured her by panting real loud the rest of the three and one half hour trip. You should have seen how far my tongue can hang out! Mommy was too busy driving to get a picture. When we got to Auntie Jen’s, Mommy left me in the car, with a dried out tongue and starved half to death while Lucy got introduced to the new boy, Achilles.
It was finally time for me, the starved schnauzer, to meet Achilles.
He didn’t look so big from up here in my Daddy’s arms. Really, all I could think about was why my dinner was so late.
Did Lucy bribe you to keep my cornered here? You’d better move along before me and my shadow go all schnauzer warrior princess on you.
I didn’t have much peace the rest of the weekend. Achilles seemed to be fascinated with me. 
Yes, it’s me, Xena the Schnauzer Warrior Princess, and I’ll warrior all over you if you don’t get your nose out of my bee hind.
Now what do you want, big dog? No, I won’t be your girlfriend.
In case you are wondering, the green scarf isn’t a fashion statement. Mommy puts essential oils on it to keep the bugs away from me. It didn’t work on keeping Achilles away, though, BOL.
You promise to stop bugging me if I what?! Well, OK, maybe just one quick kiss.
That was a mistake, ’cause then what I think I overheard Achilles say to my Daddy was, “Mr. Jeff, can I marry your daughter, the little one, the pretty one?” 
After Daddy said no, Achilles settled for a taste of Daddy’s coffee.
All in all, it was a good trip. I got to know my Auntie Jen and Uncle Bill better, and had a good time playing with Ella and Lucy.
Mommy, do we really have to leave now? When can we come back and visit our new cousins?
Xena the Schnauzer Warrior Princess
Dad and Mom packed me and Xena in the backseat of the car like so much luggage and took off down the road. Uh oh, Mom’s giving me the stink-eye. Well, it’s true. We didn’t get any snacks or Netflix to watch or toys to play with. So. Luggage, right?
After 87 hours we got to our friends’ new house near a big city called Nashville. They live out in the country with 4 acres of land and a great big fenced back yard. Friday night was mostly getting Achilles introduced to me and Xena. I showed him a lot of submission so he wouldn’t hurt me wouldn’t feel threatened by me. On the plus side, he did take care of the pesky little sister issue for a while.
By Saturday the peeps were all more comfortable letting us play together with minimal supervision. Ella and I remembered each other and played together.
Here we are smiling and getting ready to play .
Ella is a good player and I don’t have to be gentle with her like with my little sister. In the meantime, Achilles was still busy trying to eat figure out Xena. I decided Mom and Dad had that part covered.
When they went out on Saturday Ella and I had the house to ourselves. The eater and eatee Achilles and Xena had to stay in their crates. Uncle Bill had used zip ties on Achilles’ crate and pushed furniture up against it, too, to try to keep Achilles-dini from escaping. (It worked.) Then the peeps went to a winery and tried all different kinds of wines. 
I don’t know why…I could have given them some good whines for free, he,he! In the front is my Auntie Jen, then Uncle Bill, then Dad and Mom.
Dad and Auntie Jen love to cook, so, later,they worked together in the kitchen and made mashed cauliflower and meatballs and portabella mushrooms with special 100% grass-fed beef.
Here, Dad is waving the smells from the pan into his nose. How silly! I could smell it from across the room and knew it was just right! Needless to say, I didn’t get any.
Achilles and I finally got to be friends and played together, too.
He is a big boy, though – 70 pounds to my 50 – so sometimes his Dad had to hold him and let Xena play with me and Ella. (You can just ignore the peep’s talking – if you want.)
Tomorrow – or sometime soon – Xena is going to tell you her version more about “her” part of the trip.
Love and wiggles, Lucy
PeeS: If you can’t play with the big dogs, stay on the porch. ~Xena
PeeSS: Xena, get outa here, this is MY post! ~Lucy
Hi friends, Achilles here. You remember me, right? (Anyone needing to get caught up can click here for my introduction.)
I have always liked magic tricks. I’m pretty good at them too! Recently I’ve been trying to show my New Mom how good I am at magic. She’s so impressed, she calls me a regular Houdini. Make that Achilles-dini. My latest performance was that of legend. Here’s what happened:
Mom put me in my kennel and gave me my biscuit for being the good boy that I am. That’s when I immediately decided to pee. (No, that wasn’t the magic trick.) Apparently she wasn’t too fond of my decision and said a few very loud choice words before taking away my blankets. When New Mom then put me back in my kennel she didn’t give me any blankets. I think I was being punished, even though she was only going to be gone for a few minutes. She also closed the door to the room that I’m in so that my new sister couldn’t keep me company. She was upset because I made her late.
Well I figured what a better way to cheer her up than my ultimate magic trick! When New Mom came home I was outside of my kennel and had opened the door to the room!! I was so incredibly proud of myself! I met mom at the door and exclaimed, “I am the great Achilles-dini!!” Boy, was New Mom surprised! At first she thought I was a “bad boy.” Sometimes New Mom talks like her lips don’t fit. So I thought I would share my day with her, like I hear her and New Dad do.
I told her about playing with the toys. And guarding the house, and playing with Ella.
At the end of the day she told me I had a great magic trick and I got plenty of hugs and kisses.
I think I’m winning my new family over!
I am the loved and magical Achilles-dini.
PeeS I got out of the kennel without opening it. It’s my secret how I did that, too.
The Life and Times of a Thespian Schnauzer by Lexi
Government of the anipals, by the anipals, for the anipals, shall not perish from the Earth.
A photo diary of life with 2 affens & more.....
A source of information for all raw feeders.
Cartoons by John Atkinson. ©John Atkinson, Wrong Hands
Musings on what I enjoy about crochet, birds, dogs and life.
The Life & Times of a Thespian Schnauzer.......... and Those Who Loved Her
The Life & Times of a Thespian Schnauzer.......... and Those Who Loved Her
surviving retirement with two cats
Simple observations, analysis, and common sense comments
Life Is Ruff
All about our truly best friend...
Comfort and compassion out of chaos
The Musings of Zena, a Tibetan Terrier sharing her life and wisdom with Raffles, a Standard Poodle
Reflections of a Golden Retriever Named Harper Lee
Tales of mischief from the eyes of a pibble named Mia
Dogtor B, an ex-shelter dog, became a therapy dog in October 2016. He loves to talk about his endeavors, his "big" furry sister Ms. Zulu, and life in general.
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Living with a children's author isn't as easy as it looks!
Adventures of a Maremma dog
The life and times of a Schnauzer living in Africa
Through the eyes of a four legged friend
A pawsome pooch and the adventures of a pet therapy team
Photo diary by Rantasalot. All Rights Reserved.
7 Days a Week
Adventures of Bacon and Friends
Featuring Dennis the Rescue Vizsla, the Hipster Kitties, and their imaginary friends.
Life with Ray - 75lbs of Attitude in a Fur Coat!
Meezers At Large
HER life from my point of view
The Cricket Pages
We learnin how to live again
I'm a parrot curmudgeon
Follow the antics of our loveable crew
The Life of a Rescued Stray
Life as Seen by Hemingway and Steinbeck
My life with Schnauzers
