When last we met, we were on our way to visit our Uncle Bill and Aunty Jen and our cousins, Ella and Achilles and piggy Morty. Even with her Thundershirt on, Xena panted and shook like a freight train the entire three hour drive. For a short time she fell asleep and we had some peace.
Ella and I picked up right where we left off as BFF’s. When she first saw me jump out of the car and run to the gate she growled and I stopped. Then she apologized and said she was just out of her mind excited that I was there!
I dared Ella to try to curl her tongue like I did. She sure did try! She even threw her head back to get her tongue to curl better.
Shortly after we arrived Achilles got stuck in his kennel, Morty got stuck in the bathroom, and everyone left us to our own devices. (I heard that somewhere and have been waiting for a chance to use it.) The peeps took Mom out for another birthday dinner. Well, it was actually a lunch, so I guess that’s one of each. They went somewhere that there was an antique car show with really old cars parked up and down the road, their hoods up and doors open. They ate at an Italian restaurant, where Mom got the lasagna that was dripping with hot, gooey cheese. (Please excuse me while I wipe the drool from my mouth.) They got home early afternoon, and then the fun for us began.
Achilles wanted me to watch him play with his ball. He loves to run and play with balls.
We had all been wandering over to where Morty was chomping on the grass because he is such a curiosity to us. Achilles even offered him his ball, but Morty wasn’t interested.
Us woofers ran and played together in the big back yard. Morty and Xena oinked and woofed at each other occasionally, but no blood was shed.
Later that night all the peeps went dancing. They went to National Ballroom and Co., owned by David Hamilton, worldwide ballroom dance champion. Mom was hoping to get to dance with David, but he wasn’t there. She and Dad had even taken a lesson from him once when he was in Chattanooga. Mom gave Uncle Bill a refresher course in rumba.
Him and Aunty Jen, they danced all the rumbas and the ones Mom calls “belly rubbers.” The rest of the time they enjoyed watching everyone else dance. They took this picture of Mom and Dad swing dancing, but the lighting wasn’t very good.
Before we left the next day I got on the couch and saw Morty on Aunty Jen’s lap, with his little snout sticking out of the covers.
I tried to do a nose touch to say, “Let’s be friends,” but he tried to bite my nose. I guess he didn’t want to be friends. Aunty Jen explained that I don’t speak pig latin and he doesn’t speak dog sign language. So I guess it was just a miscommunication. In any case, I won’t be trying that again.
Tomorrow, Xena will tell you more about our visit. I tried to tell Mom that no more needed to be told, but she just laughed and shook her head.
Wiggles and licks, Lucy
Dont they ever dance in front of you? Or with you? Xox Lucy
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Charlee: “What a big adventure and fun trip!”
Chaplin: “Hey our mama and dada do that ballroom dancing thing too but we have never seen it. At least now we have some idea what it looks like!”
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Mee-yow wow! LadyMew meowed to mee shee used to dacne too! Shee used to go ‘clubbin’ when shee was younger. An shee all so Disco danced with her ferst hubby!! An shee cuud do do Jewish dancin too. AN shee all so used to dance at Pow Wow’ss… Shee told mee shee missess beein abell to dance….poor LadyMew 😦
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We all love to dance. I even get in on the fun sometimes when my Mom and Dad are downstairs dancing on their dance floor. 🙂 xox Lucy
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He sure is, Miss Monika.
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Lucy, you sure know how to have a pawsome celebration for your mum’s birthday. Sounds like everyone had a good time. Little Morty sure is a bit of an oinker for trying to bite you, isn’t he?
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Mee-yow wow what a fun trip Lucy…well xcept fore Xena beein a nervuss wreck…..poor girl….
Butt it soundss like you an Ella had a pawtastick time! Sorry you an Morty cuud not communicate…LadyMew laffed ’bout not speekin ‘Piggie Latin’!
Miss Amy an PawPaw you both sure can dance!! Rite on…..wee impurressed!
***purrsss*** BellaDharma
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Xena always has lot to say. Xox Lucy
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We had a great time, and like to dance, too! Xox Lucy and Xena
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Sounds like a fun visit overall! don’t know if we have mentioned before but our Mom took ballroom dance lessons when she was a young teen
hugs
Mabel & Hilda
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My word you did have a very very busy trip. No wonder you and mom were tired.
Morty is a purrty piggie
Hugs Cecilia
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Lucy, maybe in time you and Mortie will learn how to talk to each other. Sounds like everyone had a great time though.
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It seems like a beautiful weekend for dogs and people
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Looks like everyone is having a fine time. Xena is absent when you arrived in Tennessee. I’ll bet she’ll have lots to say tomorrow,
Shoko
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With the ball and Achilles, it’s one of those “it’s the thought that counts” moments. And I’ll be sure to keep my nose out of Morty’s way from now on! xox Lucy
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Nope, no squawking.
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Good job, L. I can see why Morty wasn’t interested in the ball. It’s bigger than his head. I don’t know why he wanted to eat your nose, but I don’t speak Pig Latin either, so….
Love and licks,
Cupcake
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Lucy, we both have great moms.
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There are some that are stronger, but we didn’t feel like we needed the really strong ones – just something to take the edge off.
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That’s a great idea! Xox Lucy
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Nobody SQUAAAAAAWKed?
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My Mom said your Mom is her new best friend, BOL. Xox Lucy
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I probably told you everything you need to know…Xox Lucy
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We’ll check out those Composure chews for Xena. Thanks for letting us know about them. Xox Lucy
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Thanks, Miss Sandra. Xox Lucy
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Morty bit Achilled on the ear a few months ago. Maybe he just doesn’t want to be friends. Sorry to hear Da Phenny was henpecked. Xox Lucy
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Sounds like a great weekend! Sorry that Morty and you don’t speak the same language…maybe you should learn a few words of Pig Latin for next time you see him!
xoxo,
Rosy, Jakey & Arty
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Hi Lucy, you have has some adventures, pigs, dogs. I like very much to photo Achilles asking Morty to play with you doggies.
My mom said your fancing mom looks so very young.
Kosmo
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It sounds like you all had a great time on your visit. We can’t wait to hear more about it.
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River was also quite anxious in the car when we first got her. She’d even throw up! The vet recommended Composure chews for her anxiety. I was reluctant, but I understood that the anxiety was difficult for her. The chews are gentle and just took the edge off a bit, but she stayed alert when we stopped, etc. She was too wound up to sleep in the truck, but she wasn’t drooling and vomiting, so it was a win. After a few trips with the chews, she lost her travel anxiety. Thank goodness! It was a slow, gentle process. I’m glad that the thundercoat helps Xena!
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I can’t wait to hear the Rest Of The Story, the first part was so entertaining, any story about dogs and pigs and dancing is good for me….. how dare Morty try to bite your sweet nose.. glad you got back home with all your parts…. waiting to hear more
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oh what an adventure!!! we love the things your parents did, that is so wonderful!!!! …a dog bitten by a piggy? sounds interesting… and it’s not as embarrassing as da Phenny s adventure, a chicken pecked in his nose (including blood yay!)
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