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.)
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, 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!
Xena: Wow, there is so much to tell! My most exciting news is that I finally lived up to my name, Xena Schnauzer WARRIOR Princess, (I had the Schnauzer and Princess parts perfected already). You see, Aunt Bobbi brought her dog Daisy, who is the size of like a cattle dog or something. I barked at her and chased her back into her kennel. After that, I chased her back there every time I saw her. Then my Aunt Jenny (NOT Auntie Jen) brought her Australian Shepherd type dog over, and guess what! She was scared of me too!! I am The Dominator!
I reigned from this chair.
Lucy: I spent a lot of time with my Aunt Bobbi and Uncle Dennis. And my Grandma. She loves me.
Everyone was tense and there was some raised voices over major (and minor) decisions that had to be made. I don’t like that, it’s scary. But I tried to put some of my Zen energy to work for my family.
Chia: I already told you my story of my Runabout while I was at home with our new sitter. I was good for her after that And she made sure I didn’t “escape” again. I played with Riley and took naps, dreaming up more ways to get to run the neighborhood.
Then I heard about how stressed I made everyone while I was gone on my adventure, so I decided to stay home. Or at least come right back if I got a chance to “stretch my legs.” The same night my pawrents got home, we had a visitor. Her name is Kim and she lives in the Philippines. I could tell she didn’t take to me immediately, so I made sure she knew I wanted her to hold me a lot. When she started taking just me on leashed runs around the neighborhood, I knew I had my new best friend. She “baby held” me like Mom holds Xena, and rubbed my belly and talked to me and explained why some things I growled were not nice and I shouldn’t be talking like that. Last night I put my new “come right back when I get loose” strategy to a test, and came right back when Kim called me. She left today. I may have to go looking for her…
Xena: Something sad happened, too, while I was at my Grandma’s house. I was walking around the house with my family and came across a poor chippie who had passed away.
I came up to her and sniffed her and gently nudged her, then stared for a while in case she was “playing possum,” but she had already crossed the bridge. I don’t know what happened to her…there was no sign of foul play. Mommy was assigned the task of burying her, but Uncle Dennis did it. When he came in and said he had taken care of the chippie, we asked if he had said the mourner’s Kaddish over her. He said he did. Then we asked if he gave a eulogy for her. He said he did. Then we asked if he gave her a proper burial. He said he did. May the chippie’s soul rest in peace.
Riley: I really liked our new sitter, even if she let my friend Chia get away and stopped searching for her when it got dark. She missed work that day, but hey, who let Chia get loose, right? I liked Kim who came to visit, too. She pets good. I slept with her every night. She says I snore…all night long.
Then we had another surprise. Artie, who stayed with us one other time, came over on Tuesday night to stay a few days while his folks were out of town. There sure has been a lot of shuffling dogs around. I’m glad I just got to stay here at home.
We all like Arty; he’s a good dog and a really funny boy. He came walking out of the bedroom with my Rainey Reindeer. Mom caught him and took Rainey before Arty got into major trouble with me. Instead, she gave him Winter Bear and Oscar, who was almost done-for already. He took them back to MY bed in Mom’s bedroom and played with them for a while. The next morning I finished deading Oscar. May he rest in peace.
Xena: That’s all we can think of to tell you right now. But we’re sure there will be something else soon…there always is!
XOXOX Love and licks and wags and wiggles from Riley, Lucy, Xena and Chia
Hi, this is Lucy, and since I’m the Ace Reporter in the family, I was asked to let y’all know where we are. Our Auntie Jen and Uncle Bill have to be out of town for a very difficult situation in the family involving someone they love very much. I’m not at liberty to give details. But I can tell you that Mom brought me and Xena with her on a three hour drive to take care of my BFF Ella, my boyfriend Achilles, and the pig Mortimer, aka Morty. Let’s see how it’s goings…
Lucy: When we arrived last evening around supper time, Ella was super excited to see me and I was grinning from ear to ear. It was past our supper time (we had driven to where it was an hour earlier than where we live) so Mom got right on with fixing everyone their meals. She read the instructions Auntie Jen left and had just scooped Achille’s food into his bowl when Morty the pig threw his nose up against the bottom of her hand that was holding the bowl. Kibble flew everywhere and we stood back while the race was on between Mom and Morty. Who would get the most kibble from the floor!? The kitchen floor is slick for someone who walks on hooves, so Mom was able to keep pushing Morty back, but he was determined. In the end, we think it was a tie.
After breakfast today, we all got to go outside for a while.
Mom knew to shake the treat bag when she called Morty to come in. He came running!
He got a treat for coming, then some more when he followed her back to his “bathroom apartment.”
Then Mom checked on the rest of us…
Mom: Ella, what are you doing?
Xena: She’s hunting chippies, like I do, Mommy. Ella: Mmph, mmph. Mom: Ella, please get your head out of there. Lucy: After Mom made Ella move her head, it appeared that Ella had been licking dirt and stones. (Sounds more like a Chia move.) So Mom put something over the hole. That’s when Ella decided she wanted to go back in the house, too.
Lucy: I spent the whole day outside enjoying the sunshine and the grass and the big yard.
I rolled and watched birds and shared the yard with Morty and sometimes Xena and Mom, too. Achilles had to stay inside most of the time because of his allergies.
But when he was out here, he had a good time. Mom threw his toys for him to chase and he played keep away with her.
After Xena snoopervized Mom “cleaning” the yard, they both went inside, too.
Mom: Come on Xe, let’s get all those allergens off you with a nice bath. Wait, what are you doing?
Xena: I’m practicing my “back” for Freestyle. See how fast I can do it?
Mom: *catching Xena* I know you had a bath yesterday, but (and here comes those dreaded words) it’ll be good for you.
Achilles: What’s goin’ on? Xena, you gettin’ a bath?
Xena: What’s it look like, Achilles? Did you think I was running the 500 or something? Sheesh, you can be almost as big a dufus as Angel Lexi used to say Riley was.
Xena: Why do you keep staring at me? Achilles: I like to watch.
Ella: Lucy, you might want to check out what’s going on in the bathroom.
Lucy: Achilles! What are you doing?
Why are you in here with Xena when she’s taking a bath?
Xena: He said he likes…
Achilles: *interrupting Xena* Uh, well, you see, she’s your little sister, and I like to make sure she’s OK. Looks like your Mom has everything under control and I can leave now.
Lucy: Mom, when are we going home?
Mom: Well, friends, it seems my Ace Reporter is done reporting today, so I’ll help her sign off with wags and hopes that Achilles and Lucy make up tonight.
Xena: For Flashback Friday, Mommy said I could re-publish my very first post! But I want to start out saying Happy Birthday to my peeps brother, Andrew! OK, here we go…
I, once called The Female with the Yellow Collar, just had my whole world turned upside down. I should have known something was up yesterday when The Woman took me away from all my puppy siblings and friends – and oh, we were having a grand ol’ time in our playpen – and put a pretty colored thingy on my body. She let me run around the house some, dragging a long thing attached to what I learned was called a hardness (probably because it is hard to get out of), then kept me in a wire kennel away from my buddies.
Come around supper time, a New Woman came to our door and The Woman let me go outside to meet her. I liked her right away, so I wanted to show her what I could do. I ran as fast as I could in big circles around the yard, stopping to sniff the grass and the bushes and anything else that caught my interest. Sometimes I would rip leaves off a bush, just to show it who was boss, or grab some grass and tear it out of the ground, slinging it over my shoulder. Pretty soon I forgot about the New Woman and just ran and played for the sheer joy of it. I bounced up and down and inside of me I was laughing.
I was brought in the house and put in the wire kennel while one of my brothers went outside with The Woman and The New Woman.
He’s so boring, he just did his potty, sniffed around, and wanted The New Woman to hold him. I don’t know why he got a cookie for just doing that.
The next thing I knew, the Womans were talking and signing papers and giving each other stuff and I got put into a kennel in the back seat of the New Woman’s car. It was a little scary, ’cause I had never been in a car before this. We drove for about 87 hours – the New Woman said it was only 3 hours, but I am not sure about that – and I slept most of the way. Except, of course for when my tummy got sick and then I had to pee pee.
When we got to the New Woman’s house, a Man took the kennel out of the car and told The New Woman that I had gone pee pee all over the pillow and there was throw up there, too. He left the room while The New Woman gave me a bath. I was shivering, mostly from fear, but I was a little cold too, so The New Woman wrapped me up in a soft towel and took me upstairs to The Man. He held me and called me Littlest One and made me feel safe. I was getting sleepy – after all, the sun had gone away a zillion hours ago – when I got another surprise. A gigantic dog suddenly appeared and sniffed me! She told me her name is Lucy and asked me my name and why I was here in her Dad’s lap. I said, “My name is either The Female with the Yellow Collar or Littlest One.” I didn’t really know, but thought I should answer her. I told her, “I’m here because The New Woman brought me here. And don’t ask me anything else, ’cause I’m just as confused as you.” When The Man put me down for Lucy to see me better, Lucy ran and hid in The Man’s office. That’s where I heard The New Woman say she was, anyhow. Then I listened to The Man and The New Woman talk about where I was to sleep. The New Woman wanted me to sleep in the bed with them. The New Man said he had heard too many horror stories about what could happen. So The New Man won and I was put in the cleaned kennel where I could see The New Woman. I had a special blue and yellow blanket that used to belong to someone named Angel Lexi, and a big soft toy to cuddle with. Lucy was still all scared, so The Man and The New Woman let her sleep with them. I guess she is too big for the horror things to happen to her. I fell off to sleep wondering what new surprises would happen tomorrow.
I guess that’s it for now, Dear Diary. I think I will have lots more to write about very soon. Note to self: ask The New Woman if Littlest One is my new name. ~Me
That’s when you started writing your short story that turned into a series! So, what do you want to do this year? Xena: I want to get away from Chia for the day. Lucy: Amen to that, sister. Do you have anything in mind. Xena: I found a new Dr. Seuss saying, “You’ll be on your way up! You’ll be seeing great sights! You’ll join the high fliers who soar to high heights.” I searched the internet and discovered a place that will take us up in a plane and we can jump out! We would really be soaring to great heights then! Just don’t tell Chia. Lucy: You’ve gotta be crazy, little sis. Xena: Well, think about it and sleep on it and we’ll woof about it tomorrow.
Later… Both: Woo hoo! Aroooo!! Xena: We did it, we’re soaring from great heights! We’re flying over the Chattanooga Aquarium! Have you ever been there? It’s like an all you can eat buffet!
Lucy: We actually jumped out of a plane. Do you have a parachute? Xena: Uh, no. Do you? Both: Aeiiiiiiiiiii!
The next day… Lucy: I had this crazy dream… Xena: So did I… Lucy: Let’s just stay home and play with Chia today.
Tons of thanks to Sandee at Comedy Plus for hosting Dr. Seuss Day this year!
Xena: Hey there, friends. We hope you like our new look. The truth is, Mommy was playing around and accidentally saved a new theme. When she tried to go back to the theme we’ve been using since any of us start blogging, it said that theme had been discontinued. We couldn’t get it back. But she didn’t like the new theme, so she had to find something else in a hurry. She found this new one, which may stay, or you may be seeing a different one from time to time, BOL!
Lucy: Mom’s also been playing with our pictures like some of y’all do. Well, you don’t play with our pictures, you play with your own.. ugh, you know what I mean. Anyhoo, here’s a couple she’s done.
Chia: I’m in four of them! Wait, why does Xena get five pictures and I only get four?
Xena: Let’s have a contest to settle this! Everyone comment on your favorite picture, and the dog who gets the most comments gets to take everyone who voted for me to…
Lucy: Stop! That’s crazy, Xe! No contests, no voting, no you taking anyone anywhere. Just. Stop.
Chia: *running around the house* I wanna win! I wanna win! I wanna win! (etc.)
We hope you liked our lots and lots of selfies today! XOXOXO Chia, Xena, Lucy and Riley
I'm Dalton, a Rat terrier mix and I came here in Sept, 2017, I was rescued from Hurricane Harvey. My birthday is 8-20-2016. My Gotcha Day is 8-27-2017. And I am Benji, a terrier mix of unknown origin. MY Birthday is June 6, 2018, and my Gotcha Day is Dec 28, 2018. I also was a rescue from a different part of Texas. We also have Angel MrJackFreckles, (2-5-2018); and also we have Angel Minko, (6-18-2017); and Angel Pipo, (11-3-2020);There are also Angels Groucho, Simba, Suki, & Toki. We meezers used to be known as WeBeesSiameezers. We'e all from Michigan, Dalton and Benji both came here from Texas, as rescues..