Grooming with Mom: Sad News/Happy News

Lucy, Ace Reporter from Grooming With Mom on the Groom Beat. Today we have both sad news and happy news.

Over the past couple of months we’ve lost two more of our sweet clients. Sunshine and Sophie were both senior ladies, and passed from natural causes. That doesn’t make their loss any less heart-rending for their loving parents. Run free Sunshine and Sophie and may all your happy dreams come true on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge.

On a happier note, Groomer Mom has another new client, a 3-year-old toy poodle-chihuahua mix named Pixel. When asked how she got that name, Pixel’s Mom said that when she adopted her, she wasn’t much bigger than a pixel! Her Mom doesn’t want her to look like a poodle, but she did want her coat and head and face rounded. So Groomer Mom did not do “poodly” things like shaving her feel and the top of her tail But it’s still pretty hard to make her not look like a poodle:

Isn’t she a little doll baby! To give you an idea of her size, here’s another picture with Groomer Mom’s hand holding up Pixel’s chin. (This was before her head was finished.)

By the way, for any of you who have long-haired anipals, note the bottle in the background. It is The Stuff, and it practically dissolves mats so they can be combed out. Groomer Mom recommends it to her clients.

Lucy, Ace Reporter, signing off, and wishing everyone a lovely day.

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!

Grooming with Mom: Zoie, Then and Now

Lucy, Ace Reporter on the Groom Beat, reporting in on a schnauzer pup who has been coming to Groomer Mom for a little over two years.

Zoie (pronounced Zo-ee) first came to Groomer Mom in November of 2021 when she was 10 years old. She’s a sweet girl, and easy to groom. Here she is after her first groom at Small Dog Grooming.

Isn’t she precious? And so happy looking, too.

Two years later, almost to the day, Groomer Mom found a large tumor growing on her gums. Groomer Mom just sat there and cried when she found it. It was so much like when she found the same thing on her Lexi. A couple of days later, Zoie went to the vet. He could neither affirm nor deny that it was the big C. Zoie’s Mom decided to not do anything, and just let it “play out.”

This month Zoie came back for another groom. She had a lot of bad mats and short hair where her Mom had been cutting out even more mats. Groomer Mom did the best she could on her.

The fatty tumor on her chest had gotten bigger and she had lost all of her undercoat. Groomer Mom didn’t have the heart to look in her mouth again. She had also lost weight. Zoie no longer looked like the same dog, and was definitely not the same happy little schnauzer.

We ask for gentle woofs and purrs and prayers for Zoie.

Lucy, Ace Reporter, signing off.

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!

Chia on Happy Tuesday

Chia and Xena lick the plastic wrappings their Ollie food comes in after I empty it while preparing their next supper and breakfast. I usually feed raw, but when I don’t have meat in the house or am just feeling lazy or rushed, I give them this pre-made, gently cooked food for raw or almost-raw fed dogs. And for people who can’t stand the thought of feeding raw, but want a healthier diet for their dogs. (No, I’m not getting anything for telling you this!)

Along with that, Chia knows if scraps of food are sitting on the edge of the kitchen counter, she is allowed to eat them. With that info, here is Chia!

This little girl, for as naughty as she can sometimes be, gives us so many smiles and laughter, and warms our hearts.

Thanks to Miss Sandee at Comedy Plus for hosting Happy Tuesday Blog Hop!

Dr. Seuss Day

Dr. Seuss was a smart dude. He knew what My Person Andrew and my relationship is like.

“To the world, you may be one dog, but to one person, you may be the world.”
And “To the world, you may be one person, but to one dog, you may be the world.”

I changed just one word in the quote, and it fits us perfectly.
Happy Birthday, Dr. Seuss. Riley

Picture Poem Thankful Thursday

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

Rafting to Death by Riley

I went on a rafting trip with the boys;
I was told don’t bring any bones or sharp toys.
The river was smooth and warm on my paws;
I was careful about not using my claws.

We suddenly flew over a small cliff
Way up in the air my hiney did lift.
I screamed like a girl, waiting for the rebound.
We landed in rapids; someone yelled, “Touch down!”

I almost flew out then hung on for dear life.
I even had glimpses of the afterlife!
Dear God, save me, get me out of this mess
And in your church I will never more piss!

(Oh, wait, that was Lucy.)

Lucy: Riley! You promised!

Riley: Nope, that was Xena who promised not to tell on you. You just told on yourself, my friend. I’m thankful it wasn’t me! And I’m thankful I got to visit with my Auntie Jen over the weekend and sleep in the bed with her while she was here. After she left, My Person Andrew came back over to stay with me. I’m so thankful he does that. I’ll be sleeping in the bed with him until Tuesday when he has to go back home. Then Lucy will sleep with me (if she’s not mad at me, but she doesn’t know how to hold a grudge.) With my enlarged heart and all the coughing and trouble breathing, it makes me feel better to have someone sleep with me.

Well, that’s it for today. *big wags* Riley

Lucy Ace Reporter with Lucy

Lucy, Ace Reporter here on the Groom Beat with happy news of a new groom.

There’s another dog named Lucy in town. Can you believe that? Only this one is a red miniature poodle. She lives a half hour away from us, and Groomer Mom forgot to ask how she found out about Small Dog Grooming. *sigh* Groomer Mom also did not take a “before” picture. *sigh* But she said that Lucy (the poodle, not me) had hair hanging down over her face and hair all over her little poodle paws, and so on.

Lucy’s Mom didn’t want Lucy’s coat cut at all just a good brush-out. So Groomer Mom “cleaned up” Lucy’s face and paws and tail and private parts and gave her a good bath with a blow-out. What do you think?

Lucy was a “wild child” on the grooming table. She kept trying to crawl onto Groomer Mom’s shoulders and she licked G. Mom in her mouth and in her eye. Then Dad came downstairs to ask G. Mom something, and G. Mom had to go upstairs to find it for him, so Dad sat down on the grooming stool and talked to Lucy while G. Mom was gone. Lucy laid a good lick on him and tried to crawl on his shoulders, too! You can’t tell from the picture, but if she didn’t have all the hair, she’d be about the same size as our Xena. Her Mom’s already made the next appointment, and we’re looking forward to seeing Lucy again!

Lucy Ace Reporter signing off with another successful groom.

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



Xena Went to the Chiro on Awww Monday

So Mom found a new chiropractor and he works on dogs. He was even interviewed on TV once about it!

Of course, she hauled me in there. She said it wouldn’t hurt and that he would talk my ears off. Note to self: hang onto my ears.

And then I had to wait and wait and wait. I could hear him talking someone else’s ears off.

Mommy, I don’t think he’s coming. Maybe we should just go home. Isn’t it time for supper? Oops, here he comes.

I have to get on the table? Is there food up there? A good view? Oh, OK. Just don’t talk my ears off.
Why am I here? Well, you see, I’ve been diagnosed with luxating patella in both my knees. Sometimes one of them pops out while we’re on a walk and I have to hop and shake that leg to get it to go back in. And sometimes they take turns popping out during the walks, depends on how far we’re walking and how hard the walk is and how I slept on them the night before. Sometimes it helps to get treats as we go and so Mommy always needs to carry a lot of treats in one of her empty poop bags. And I’m here cause Mommy put me in the car and brought me here, not cause I wanna be here. But I’m here, so do what you do except don’t make my ears fall off. And then I’ll go home and get my supper.

Dr. C: My goodness she talks a lot. And why did she say to not make her ears fall off?

The Mom: She’s a schnauzer.

Thanks to Miss Sandee at Comedy Plus for hosting Awww Monday!

Lucy Ace Reporter with Sad News

It’s been a long time, folks, but your Ace Reporter is back and ready to give you all the details on all of our new grooms.

Groomer Mom informed me that she has been getting in new clients, but has kept forgetting to let me know. In light of that, I am starting a Grooming With Mom series. Today, though, I want to pay tribute to the terrible loss of one of our regular and favorite pups, sweet little JoJo. Two days ago she was viciously attacked in her own yard by a Great Dane. She didn’t stand a chance. We have shed many tears over this senseless violence, and send prayers up for her grieving Mom.

Rest in peace, dear JoJo.

If you’d like to read a little more about JoJo, you can follow this link.

This is Lucy signing off….

Lucy’s Poetry on Valentine’s Day

Thanks to Angel Sammy for the fun picture this week. We’re posting a day early because of what today is! I don’t think Angel Sammy will mind. *wags*

The pup on the left represents me, Lucy. Now for my Valentine poem.
My Heart Belongs to Achilles    by Lucy

No, Brutus, you can’t kiss me
My heart belongs to Achilles.
I thought we were just playing
E’en though you gave me lilies.

Achilles is my boyfriend
The dog I’ve always dreamed of
If only we lived closer
All would know we’re so in love.

But Lucy, you wagged your tail.
You can’t do that to a male
And expect to walk away.
Look at me and don’t say nay.

I won’t look at you, you bad boy,
And I wasn’t being coy.
My Valentine awaits me.
I go now to mon cheri!

Xena’s Screenshot Sunday Selfie

Does your Mom carry a picture of you everywhere she goes? My Mommy does!

Look at the fancy decorations on my picture. She needs to get that stuff off my face though. And Swipe to open? Oh! That must mean like when someone swipes the food off the counter and it makes me open my mouth to catch it. I think that might happen a lot today since it’s Super Bowl Sunday and the only day the folks eat tons of yummies in the living room. Hope your team wins!!

Happy Sunday, everyone, and thanks to The Cat on My Head, for hosting Sunday Selfies!

Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess
aka Xe
aka XeXe
aka The Little One

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!