This is Lucy. While I do not like having my picture taken, I will do it for my Mom and my friends in Blogville. If you’re a regular reader you already know that with our selfies, we’ve started doing a little quiz to see how well you know us. Don’t worry, you won’t be graded; it’s just for fun. We’re doing one each Sunday until each of us has had our turn. This is Sunday #3, so just one more to go. Here’s my selfie *sigh*.
Now for the quiz. I came up with these. I hope you get them all right!
Mom has assigned us all numbers, just like on the Netflix show, The Umbrella Academy. Which number am I? (Hint: It’s the order in which we joined the family.) a. #2 b. #4 c. #1 d. #3
Mom says my picture is in the dictionary next to this word: a. Quiet b. Vicious c. Fussy d. Compliant
My favorite pastime is (Hint: Look at my selfie.) a. Going for car rides b. Laying in the sun c. Watching TV d. none of the above e. all of the above
Which of these statements is true? a. I growl at anyone coming in the door. b. I am scared of strangers. c. I am the healthiest dog in our household. d. I love to learn new things.
The answers are at the bottom of the page. Happy Sunday! *wags and wiggles!* Lucy
Xena: You know Mommy and Daddy’s gone off to the beach without us again, right? And we’re left all alone to Talk like a Pirate.
Riley: Never fear. I will once again lead the charge in finding them this year. We’ll let narry a pirate whisk them away, at least not before we get our supper.
Lucy: Yeah, well, that didn’t work so good last year. We ended up on an inflatable pirate ship that took us nowhere and we had to hurry and get back home before Miss Christy got back from work. (click here if you missed that.)
Chia: But I was the captain!! Let’s do that again! I wanna be the captain again! I found Miss Christy’s credit card and phone and I’ve contacted an Uber to get us to the beach.
A few hours and a huge Uber bill later…
Chia: Lookie here, ye rogues! Me caught me a sea serpent and made haste to kill it. That makes me the Captain. I’m Captain Chia, harr, harr, harr!
Xena: Quiet, bilge rat, and bring me a grog whilst I watch for our pawrents.
Chia: Grrrrrr. Garrrrr.
Riley: Me thinks me catches their smell, Lucy me mate.
Lucy: Remember to get yur hat on the way back, C’ptain Riley.
Chia: Why din’t any of ye rogues wanna play with me sea serpent?
Xena: I told ye, ye bilge rat. Me watches fer our pawrents who’ll have the chest of treasure. Chia: Huh? And call me Captain Bilge Rat, er, I mean, Captain Chia! Xena: With our supper, Captain Bilge Rat.
Riley: The smell gets closer. Lucy: It smells like BBQ… Riley: Aye! We’ve found the booty!!
(People yelling) Hey, you dogs! Get away from there! Bring that food back!
Later that evening…Miss Christy on the phone with Uber…
Why did you charge my credit card all that money? Uh huh, no, no! I’m telling you, I did not order an Uber to the beach and back! Do you know how far that is!? I was at work all day. Wait… do you dogs know anything about this? Wait, what am I saying? You’re dogs. Dogs just don’t do these things. *shakes head*
Well, is everyone ready for supper? Uh, Riley, where’d you get that hat?
Everyone: *woof, woof, woof, arrf, grrr, woof, Miss Christy! (Translation: Supper, yes! And we love you, Miss Christy.)
I am Lucy, Ace Report, welcoming you to another episode of Grooming with Mom. Today we are joining Brian’s Thankful Thursday, with special thanks to Brian for hosting it!
Hello, dear Readers. It’s time to report on another new groom. A young couple moved into our neighborhood – across the street and one house down from us – a few months ago. A quick note that the other pups living here are determined to stop by to welcome them with some pee mail! The man with the same name as my Dad saw Groomer Mom’s *grooming sign and made an appointment to have their 13-year-old King Charles Cavalier Spaniel groomed.
*Perhaps a quick background on that sign is in order. Shortly after Groomer Mom revived her grooming career in our new house, she mentioned to Groomer Helper Dad that she was going to have a sign made and put it in the front yard. G.H. Dad actually laughed and said, “Do you really think that’s going to bring in clients?”
Of course, Groomer Mom just went ahead with her plan. Now, many years and three signs later, she has quite a few people who have become “regulars” because they saw her sign! This is the current one.
Back to Everly. She was rescued from a cruel puppy mill several years ago. At the puppy mill her tail was docked to “provide better access.” This reporter is not quite sure what that means, just that Groomer Mom choked back tears when she heard this. Everly is a quiet “soul”, gentle and cooperative. Her Mom said they named her Everly because they were giving her a for-“ever” home!
Everly’s Mom wanted her shaved, and her ears left long. Her “before” picture isn’t as dramatic as many of the first-timers’.
A groom, a few treats, a bath and a little over an hour later, she looked like this:
We think she even looks happier! She tied Maggie, the poodle/shih tzu mix for our Best Behaved on the Groom Table Pup. And since she was even better at getting a bath than Maggie, we think Everly may take the lead!
We’ve noticed that some things, such as different dog breeds, really do “come in three’s.” Mom and Dad’s good friend brought her King Charles Cavalier Spaniel, River, to Groomer Mom a couple of weeks ago. That was the first one. Now we have Everly. Who will be next?
Lucy, Ace Reporter, signing off with another successful groom.
Many thanks to Miss Sandee at Comedy Plus for hosting Awww Monday!
Chia: Hey Lucy, who d’ya think’s gonna get to sleep in here tonight?
Lucy: I don’t know for sure, Chia. I heard Mom and Dad talking about how they aren’t sleeping well with all 3 of us in the bed and with Riley on the floor scratching and snoring. Last night I slept in here with Riley on his floor bed, and before that you were in here, so I’m kinda thinkin’ it’s Xena’s turn. Yep, there’s Mom calling us into the living room.
Chia: Maybe we’re gonna throw dice to decide. Or draw a card. Or play a game. Or see who can bark the loudest.
2 minutes later
Xena: Thanks, Mommy, I like this pillow better. Will you please turn off the light and ask Chia to stop barking? Do I hear dice rolling around on the floor out there?
Wishing all our friends here in the USA a Happy Labor Day, and a reminder to take it easy today. We told Mom she can be Rosie the Riveter the rest of the week, BOL!
Lucy, Ace Reporter here with a different kind of News Beat. We came across an article about rawhide, which is something we never get. I decided it’s newsworthy in that it can help you make an informed decision about putting these supposed treats in your mouth — or, if you’re the Mom or Dad, about giving them to your dog. Warning: This report contains toxic information that is not for the squeamish.
WHY RAWHIDE IS TOXIC
If you knew how rawhide was made, you’d never give your dog another one of these treats … ever! Here are the six toxic steps in rawhide production:
1. COLLECTION In slaughterhouses, the hides are placed in a brine that slows down (but doesn’t stop) the hides from rotting.
2. PROCESSING The brined hides are shipped to tanneries, where the fat and hair are removed. This is done with chemicals like ash-lye or sodium sulphide liming, which is really toxic.
3. SPLITTING Next, the hides are treated with more chemicals that puff up the hide, making it easier to split it into layers. The outer layer is used to make leather goods, while the inner layer is used for gelatin, glue … and rawhide.
4. BLEACHING The next step is to wash the inner layer in a solution of bleach or hydrogen peroxide. This helps remove the dead, rotten smell from the decaying hide.
5. COLORING The white hide strips are decorated to make them attractive to dogs. They’re often basted in different flavors and dyed with petroleum-based food dyes like FD&C Red 40.
6. PRESERVING It would be a shame to let these rotten pieces of hide rot even more…so they’re preserved with chemicals like chromium salts and even formaldehyde, the most carcinogenic chemical that exists.
So, you ask, what can you chew if you can’t chew rawhide. Click this safe link to find out.
Chia: That’s what we hear people say when they hear about or see what we eat.
Our supper time is 5:00 sharp! We all know that, but we never ever mind if Mom feeds us early. Late is a different story. Every evening, Mom makes up our supper and our breakfast for the next day. Our breakfast bowls get covered and put in the refrigerator until 6:00 the next morning. We get her or Dad up if they sleep late. We’re helpful like that.
In the left column is our supper bowls. In the right column, Lucy will get 2 eggs added in the morning, and I will get one. I don’t think that’s fair, but Mom reminds me that means I get more meat, so that’s OK. Xena and Riley are both allergic to eggs, so they don’t get any. Then we get all our special additives on top, like fish oil and krill oil and bone broth capsules and pre- and probiotics and some other stuff, too.
Can you guess whose bowl is whose? Bet you can’t, so I’m gonna tell you. I get up on the stool on the far side of the counter and watch as Mom makes it all up, so I’ve got the scoop on this. The bowls at the top are Riley’s. He eats a lot!
Riley’s picky, so Mom puts his veggies and fruit in the food processor, then mixes it in with his meat. I don’t know if he knows she fools him like that, but it works. The day Mom took these pictures, he didn’t eat his fruit, so Mom saved it and processed it for his next meal. You might remember he had been having lots of diarrhea, and some throwing up. No more! His furs are shiny again, too! He never was excited about meals, and often didn’t eat much, but now he’s right there waiting with us for every meal and licks his bowl clean (when Mom “food processes” his veggies and fruit).
Next are Lucy’s bowls. She gobble, gobbles and barely tastes what is in her bowl.
No need for the food processor for her. Can you see her tongue licking even the outside of the bowl and the floor?
Next are the best bowls…mine!
I’ve got little teeth and I have to chew a lot. I don’t like swallowing my food whole like Lucy does. Sometimes Mom puts mine in the food processor too, probably to make Riley think his food is supposed to look like that, since we eat right next to each other.
Riley and I eat slower, and are always the last ones done. Sometimes Mom puts yuckie stuff like strawberries or apples in our bowls, and we both leave those as presents for our sisters. But when she uses the food processor, we lick our bowls clean!
Closest to the edge of the counter are Xena’s bowls. Mom has to remember or look at the list on the fridge for what to NOT feed her, because of her allergies. She does the same thing now for Riley, too.
Xena loves to eat, and licks her bowl clean then checks out Lucy’s while Lucy checks out hers, BOL! There’s never ever anything left in those bowls. I don’t know why Mom even bothers to wash them after every meal.
We get different things…sometimes grass-fed ground beef, sometimes beef roast, sometimes turkey or tuna fish or sardines. We get deer meat too, when Mom can get it. No one gave us a deer (for the cost of processing) last fall, but we all have our paws crossed that we’ll be eating venison again real soon. We get all kind of fresh veggies: cauliflower, broccoli, spinach, kale, collard greens, carrots, squash, bell peppers, and also cooked mushrooms that we love. Lucy and Xena really love all the fresh summer fruits, too: watermelon, strawberries, blueberries, and raspberries. We all like avocados, too, and they help with Xena’s leg cramps.
Anyhoo, you can see why we are happy pups, on Happy Tuesday and every day! And oh yeah, thanks, Comedy Plus, for hosting Happy Tuesday. Y’all are the best!
Lucy: Today we are joining Brian’s Thankful Thursday, with special thanks to Brian for hosting it! And we’re kinda late ’cause Mom got her days mixed up and then had to go to work and come home and feed us and clean up the kitchen and stuff. Anyhoo, we are still very thankful today and always for…
…each other! Xena’s not happy she has to wear her shirt and Big Girl Panties, but until the flea bites heal, it’s the only thing keeping her from chewing herself up. In spite of that, we’re still thankful we have each other, especially when Mom and Dad go off to work.
Hey, wait, we’re missing someone…Riley!
Xena: I see him…he’s on his bed at the entrance to the living room.
Chia: Grrr, arrr, grrrrrrararar.
Lucy: You don’t seriously think that’s going to get him over here, do you, Chia?
Xena: I know why he didn’t come over with us. He didn’t like my shirt that says, “Life’s short, bite hard.” Now that I went and changed, he’s ok with being in here with us girls.
Lucy: Now we’re all together, and we’re thankful for Riley, too! Our pack is complete!!
Lucy, Ace Reporter here with another episode of Grooming with Mom. Many thanks to Comedy Plus for hosting Happy Tuesday.
Today we have another new poodle puppy to introduce. Toby is five months old and never been groomed. I, Ace Reporter, personally met and interviewed Toby. First, Toby’s “before” picture.
Under all that hair is a sweet, 3 pound baby. Groomer Mom’s original plan was to brush him out (that’s a grooming term) and take a couple of inches off that mop, all the way around. But the brush wouldn’t go through his hair. The comb wouldn’t go through his hair. She sprayed him with a de-matter and used the de-matting tool, and it wouldn’t go through his hair. His mats were almost to the skin; there was no way to get some sharp shears there without risking cutting him. So next, Groomer Mom tried a long, #5 blade. It wouldn’t go through the mats. She then moved to a #7 blade, which cuts a little shorter, with blades closer together. Sure enough, with a little work, it found it’s way through. Of course, Groomer Mom also had to use the table strap to keep the little guy on the table and not trying to crawl on her shoulders while being groomed. Here he is again, partway through and wondering what this thing is around his body.
It was at this point that the groom got really tricky.
“Do NOT shave my front legs! Do NOT put that noisy shaver near my throat! Do NOT cut my nails!” declared little Toby with his screams, his teeth, his claws and all his energy to fight. It was at this point that Groomer Mom unstrapped him, carried him upstairs to Groomer Helper Dad and said, “I need help. Now.”
Groomer Helper Dad went downstairs, taking this reporter with him. At that point, I was wearing my proverbial Zen hat. While I sent calming thoughts Toby’s way, Groomer Helper Dad held him, got peed on, got scratched, and nearly dropped him. Then Groomer Mom wrapped Toby in a towel and pulled out or uncovered only the body parts she needed to work on. Groomer Helper Dad agreed to a picture as long as he remained anonymous. I’ll look up what that word means later…
The towel actually worked better than my zen thoughts, if you can believe that! Toby calmed right down and the groom was able to be completed. Here he is after his bath and touch-up.
Since Toby’s Mom couldn’t pick him up for 30 minutes, Groomer Mom brought him upstairs and put him in Xena/Chia’s kennel. Xena and Chia immediately ran up and started barking at him, which our Mom immediately put a stop to, saying, “Stop that! How could you be so hateful to this poor little puppy?!” Xena harumphed and walked away, but Chia decided to stay and try to make friends with him.
In the end, Toby’s Mom – who had never before had an “indoor” dog – loved the cut and understood why it had to be different from what was planned. She bought a grooming comb from Groomer Mom and made a new appointment for six weeks from now. She also told Groomer Mom that her 7-year-old son was very worried about leaving Toby. He asked his Mom how they knew they could trust “that lady” they left him with. She explained that his great-aunt brought both of her Yorkies (Molly and Cooper) here, and that she would never do anything to endanger them. Groomer Mom suggested that the boy be given a chance to stay and help during the next groom, so that option will be presented when Toby returns in October.
Lucy, Ace Reporter and Zen Master, signing off with another successful groom.
This is Lucy, with Awww Monday’s edition of Grooming with Mom. But first, a big shout out to Miss Sandee at Comedy Plus for hosting Awww Monday!
First up today is a new pup, just 2 months old, second day in her furever home, and getting her first groom. Dixie’s Mom is the daughter of another couple who have been bringing their poodle/Shih tzu mix to Groomer Mom for several years. Dixie, a miniature poodle/Australian Shephard mix, barely weighs a pound, even with all the fluffy hair she had when she showed up. She is only about 8 inches tall to the top of her head. Of course, Groomer Mom was awing and cuddling her too much to remember to get a “before” picture. Just take a look at her and add a lot more fluffy hair everywhere.
Never mind those crazy puppy dog ears. The hair will grow longer and then be cut straight across. Dixie was surprisingly good and not afraid of the scissors or the clippers. Of course, Groomer Mom fed her treats during the groom. (I would be good too, for those yummy treats!) We hope to see her again in about 6 weeks. Eventually, her face will probably be shaved, but enough trauma for the first groom, right?
Our second featured groom is a pup who has been here before. Caesar is a 14-year-old, long-haired dachshund. Previously, his Mom wanted him groomed like this:
This time, she decided that she wanted him to look like a short-haired dachshund. In other words, “Shave him all over, everywhere!” So Groomer Mom did as she was told.
When Groomer Mom called Caesar’s Mom to say he was ready to go home, his Mom asked how he looked. Groomer Mom replied, “Old.” His Mom just said, “Well, he is old,” and laughed. However, when she showed up, she exclaimed, “Oh my, he does look old. Well, I guess we won’t be doing that again.” Now that she will have a blank slate, Groomer Mom is going to try a different cut on his face than previously. That, however, will be a few months from now.
This is Lucy, Ace Reporter, signing off and wishing y’all an awww-filled week!
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?”
This is Lucy, Ace Reporter, with news coming to you live from sister station WCAH (Crime At Home).
Today we learned the shocking news that Detective Larry Lemur has met his demise. He was found gutted and dismembered. This is a disturbing picture, so please skip it if you are of a delicate nature.
All attempts at resuscitation were in vain. One bystander was overheard saying, “At least he died with a smile on his face.” That’s why we think the murderer struck fast with no warning. There is a slash above his nose, and his abdomen is ripped open. And, of course, his leg was torn off. It took a moment to realize that his left hand is missing, too.
Well, Lucy, I wasn’t planning on leaving town anyhow, so I think he was just doing his job. No hard feelings. Besides, Larry and I really were friends. I think it’s terrible that his life was cut short, right when he had started his career. We should have a service for him.
Chia, after Xena had pointed her paw at you, Detective Larry Lemur also questioned you for the same non-crime. You knew Larry had been added to the household to be Xena’s friend. There are rumors that you took out Larry in a reprisal against both him and Xena. Is that true?
Chia: No one can prove anything! Umm, I mean, I’m innocent, Your Honor!
There you have it folks. Lucy signing off with another unsolved case of W Crime At Home.
And a big thank you to Miss Sandee at Comedy Plus for hosting Awww Monday!
Hi, I’m Jemma. I think we might have met before. I’m here with my Mom, Uncle Jeff’s sister. Me and my Mom, we live in Illinois. We’re here in Tennessee so my Mom can visit her brother and also go to her conference in a city called Nashville. She’s been gone overnight, at least 87 hours, and I’ve been scared.
I have my own room, and I stayed in it all day yesterday, guarding my space, and all night too. Today I’m trying to be braver. Riley scares me. Chia kinda scares me. Xena kinda scares me, too. I like Lucy. I growled at Aunt Amy every time she came in “my” room, even when she brought me peace offerings and sat on the floor with me. This morning she lifted her lip and growled back. That scared me, too, but now I at least know who’s boss. So I finally decided to try to trust her. After all, someone has to feed me and take me outside, right? And I don’t know if my Mom is ever coming back. So I’m outa my room and trying harder to fit in. Maybe I’ll see y’all again soon, if I’m gonna be living here. (Do you like how I used the Southern “y’all?” I’m trying.)
*little wags* Jemma
From Aunt Amy: Jemma’s Mom will be back later this afternoon.
Lucy, Ace Reporter here on the Groom Beat. Today, we have only half a story. The ending has not yet been determined.
I know you’re all used to seeing cute pups come in looking a mess and go out all spiffed up. Groomer Mom forgot to get an after picture–she was too upset. No, there were no accidents during the groom. But there were no grooms during the past 12 months for this poor, elderly schnauzer. This picture was taken after Groomer Mom cut a path for him to be able to see a little bit while she kept grooming.
Tucker if 14 or 15 years old. His Mom, an elderly lady, died a year ago, at which time her son took in Tucker. The son had never had a schnauzer, or any dog who needed groomed. He lives in the neighborhood and saw the grooming sign in our front yard. He was hesitant to bring Tucker because he was so embarrassed, but Groomer Mom kept telling him how glad she was that he did. Tucker’s new dad said they couldn’t stand the stink anymore.
Tucker is a good boy and was used to being on the groom table. He was not used to having his face shaved. The hair on both sides of his schnozzle was matted to the skin, so there was no saving his beard. Upon trying to shave the terribly matted left side of Tuckers face, a cauliflower-like growth was uncovered, and the shaving had to go over and around it. That was Groomer Mom’s breaking point with this schnauzer, and her tears started to leak from her eyes. Anyhow, Groomer Mom thinks it’s a papilloma, with hope that the other, smooth ones are also benign. Some are bigger, some smaller, on his back, his cheeks, and his foot. It shows red here from having to shave the thickly matted hair off it.
Groomer assistant Dad had to be called in as Groomer Mom tried – unsuccessfully – for 20 minutes to shave an oblong, hard, matted area on the other (right) side of Tuckers snout, under his eye. The little she did manage to shave and showed red, inflamed skin underneath. She finally quit when Tucker became extremely agitated. And she cried some more.
Groomer Mom used a medicated shampoo with Chlorhexidine and Ketoconazole. Unfortunately, he still had an odor to him when he dried.
When Tucker’s dad came to get him, Groomer Mom showed him this 3/4″ thick, half dollar-size lump of hair on his face. She told him to take Tucker to the vet soon for him to be lightly sedated and have the vet’s office remove that mat. It is notable that in all the years she has been grooming, Groomer Mom has never before met a mat she couldn’t conquer. Then she showed him all the tumors for the vet to look at while he’s there. She was emphatic that he do this soon! He told her that Tucker had missed his spring annual checkup so he would get it all done at once. At that, Groomer Mom again emphatically told him to not allow the vet to give this elderly dog vaccinations, and explained why. She ended by telling him that she had a product called Anti-Vaccinosis to be given right after vaccinations to help counter the heavy metals and other not-good things mixed into the vaccinations, and said she would let him use it if he decided to get the vaccinations for Tucker anyway.
He left with Tucker, promising to bring him back before he gets looking too bad. If he doesn’t, Groomer Mom knows where he lives, only two houses away, and told us we could all poop in his yard.
This is Lucy, Ace Reporter, signing off with hopes of giving you a successful “after-picture” in about six weeks.
Lucy: Originally, Groomer Mom said I could do a Grooming with Mom feature on our newest pup who came for a groom. But she was so excited about finally having another schnauzer on the table that she forgot to get his “before” picture. Markel is the only schnauzer Mom has ever seen whose hair is like our Angel Lexi’s. Xena’s breeder said that there was poodle somewhere in Lexi’s family tree. Her hair — especially her leggings — had a tight, thick curl. Markel’s hair is almost as curly! Anyhow, take it away, Markel!
Hi, I’m Markel, but everyone calls me Baby Dog. My last groomer shaved all the hair off the top of my schnout, but my new groomer said something like, “Uh, uh, homey don’t do dat.” OK, BOL, maybe not in those words, but she said that is NOT how a schnauzer is groomed! So it’s growing out nicely. The rest of me was groomed like a Scottie, but my new groomer fixed that, too.
I don’t really like getting groomed, especially my feet and ears, but I do like looking handsome for my girl Peaches. She was super sweet to me after my 1st groom at this new place, so I guess I’ll keep coming. Groomer Mom has good treats, too.
Can you tell I love posing for pictures? I think it’s a “thing” with us schnauzers. Anyhoo, nice meeting y’all, and maybe I’ll see ya next time. *wags* Baby Dog
I am Lucy, Ace Reporter, coming to you on the Groom Beat! Today we are joining Brian’s Thankful Thursday, with special thanks to Brian for hosting it!
Once again one of Groomer Mom’s regular clients sent us a referral. Teddy is a six year old Maltese. He was adopted as an adult, and has sired several litters of Maltese puppies. He has a good home and is a Velcro dog with his Mom. Even so, he is very unsure of himself and afraid.
With his Dad’s permission, Groomer Mom gave Teddy a dropperful of valerian liquid to calm him. It didn’t work. He continued to shake throughout the time he was visiting. But Teddy is a good little boy, and Groomer Mom enjoyed having him “on the table.” (That’s a grooming term.) The last groomer had cut his hair short all the way around his ears. There’s wasn’t much could be done there except even up the bottoms and let them grow out more. And boy oh boy, under all that long hair he was matted to the skin like felt.
When Teddy was finished with his groom, he got a nautical bow on his collar and sat in Groomer Mom’s lap waiting for his Dad to pick him up.
His Dad came and told Groomer Mom, “We won’t wait so long next time to get him groomed,” and left her a $10 tip.
Lucy, Ace Reporter, hoping for a good treat tip for reporting on another episode of Grooming with Mom!
Hi folks. The first thing I am thankful for today – or maybe I should say first person I am thankful for today – is Ann Adamus who created my new Ace Reporter logo! Thanks, Ann!!
I am Lucy, Ace Reporter, coming to you on the Groom Beat! Today we are joining Brian’s Thankful Thursday, with special thanks to Brian for hosting it!
Today I would like to introduce a young standard poodle by the name of Kylo, who turned one year old this month. He is a service dog to a special needs young lady who comes with her Mom to get Kylo groomed. At first, Groomer Mom said, “Sorry, he is too big. I only groom small dogs.”
But Kylo’s Mom has a special Super Power of Persuasion, and the rest is history. Kylo gets his bath at home the day before he comes, all ready for Groomer Mom’s magic scissors. Even at one he is a very wiggly puppy, so his special girl helps Mom by holding onto him and distracting him when it is needed, and she does a very good job!
After losing a sack full of hair to the clippers and scissors, Kylo was ready to go home.
Groomer Mom told this reporter that she is thankful she ended up saying “yes,” because this Mom, daughter and loving pooch are all very special!
This ends today’s edition of Grooming with Mom. Lucy, Ace Reporter, signing off.
It’s sure been hot around here lately, and I’ve been seeing on your posts that most of you have been having heat waves, too. I wish the heat would wave, cause that would at least cause a breeze, right? So what’s good to help with the heat? Cold snacks! Now that’s something to be happy about!
Most of us dogs love fresh turkey and chicken, and you can jazz things up a bit by pairing either (or both!) with fresh basil and green banana slices, creating a delicious and nutritious frozen snack for furry family members (primarily dogs, since it’s doubtful many cats will find bananas enticing).
These are nutrient-packed, bite-sized pinwheel treats for warm summer days, or anytime, with absolutely no fillers, additives, or byproducts — and loaded with nutrition! Mom was happy she got to use some of her own basil plant leaves for our treats. If you aren’t into eating raw meat, you can ask your Mom or Dad to gently cook the little meatballs before using them in the recipe.
Frozen Banana Basil Towers
Unripe (green) bananas
Fresh ground free-range chicken or turkey
Place a fresh basil leaf on each slice.
Top with a small ground turkey or chicken meatball.
Freeze for 3 hours on a cookie sheet or freezer-safe pan.
Our treats are done now, and we suggest greasing the pan or putting that non-stick paper stuff under the banana, as ours stuck to the pan. Anyhoo, our treats came out looking like this.
I suggested to Mom that next time (and we sure do hope there is a next time) to slice the banana thinner so that we get more treats. She took my suggestion under advisement. I think that meant OK.
I don’t want to close without letting you know that my little sis Xena is turning five years old today. She wants to do her own post about it on Wednesday, so I won’t say anything more, except happy birthday, Xena!
With many thanks to Comedy Plus for hosting Happy Tuesday, *wiggles and wags* Lucy
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