Our Barkmitzvah on Almost Wordless Wednesday

Xena: We got Barkmitzvahed. So did all the other dogs there. One cat got Meowmitzvahed. Even our priest from St. Alban’s dog, Lanie, joined in. Does that make us all Jewish?
Lucy: No.

Lucy: I got blessed and prayed over and given my Hebrew name first, before Xena, cause I’m the oldest. My name, Ora, means light or shiny, ’cause of my beautiful furs and ’cause of the light I am in the world.
Xena: I got blessed and prayed over more ’cause I’m me. My Hebrew name is G’vurah, which means Warrior. Mommy changed it to Grrvurah. Everyone giggled and the Rabbi said that was fine

My new Hebrew name is Ora.

My new Hebrew name is Grrvurah.

We got lots of yummy treats the whole time. We wonder if everyone did.

Thanks to Comedy Plus 
for hosting the
Wordless Wednesday Blog Hop and to photographing New Zealand!

Love, light and grr’s,
Lucy and Xena

Porky the Pig and Suzie the Snail

Lucy: I know y’all remember our Aunty Jen and Uncle Bill who are pawrents of my bestie Ella, my boyfriend Achilles, and the pig Mortimer aka Morty. Auntie Jen’s cousin got a pot-bellied piglet. When she and her family went on their vacation, they brought him to Aunty Jen to take care of for a week. Thing is, his coloring makes him kinda look like a giant chipmunk.

Introducing Porky

Porky was less than 2 months old when he went to visit. Morty Did. Not. Like. Him. They had to be kept separated all week so Morty wouldn’t hurt Porky. Everything ended well, and Porky is back home with his family.

Xena: Me and Mommy found this snail as we were going down the front stairs outside our house. I think I heard her say her name is Susie.

Help! I’ve fallen and I can’t get up.

She couldn’t really say much more. Does anyone know why she is standing on her head?

We are Lucy and Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess

Selfie Sunday: Xena, Lucy & Mom at the Dog Park

We’re joining The Cat on My Head for their Selfie Sunday blog hop.

Mom, look at the camera phone. I’m about to do our selfie.

You blew it Mom. Hey, what are you looking at anyhow?

Oh no, my beard got really dirty at the park. But wait, look over there at Lucy. Let’s help her do her selfie while she’s got two droolcicles goin’ on.

Te he, he. I’ll pay later for this one, but it’s worth it! And she’s covered in dirt. Bet she gets a bath when we get home.

Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess and Lucy with a droolcicle.

Where Oh Where Did Mommy Go Part 2

Xena: Days and nights passed in a fog. It seemed like I was waiting for years.

I passed the time running in their really huge back yard, faster and faster, trying to make time run faster too. (It was really fun.) I spent my nights cuddled between my Uncle Bill and Auntie Jen, pretending they were my folks. At least Mommy loved me enough to make up my meals ahead of time for Uncle Bill to put together and feed me.
Each day was much like the one before it.

I found it amusing to run up to that pig called Morty, bark, and run away. I’m too fast for him, so he would go after Lucy, who isn’t as fast in tight places. To get back at me, Lucy kept reminding me that she is now an engaged dog. (Like I care!) This started even before they left.

Meanwhile, my folks were off somewhere walking around neighborhoods where they saw scary plastic ghosts and witches.

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They walked a mile to a restaurant where they ate Hawaiian pizza and glazed salmon and veggies while they watched students from Murray State University walk their dogs and ride their bikes. They went to a state park and walked a couple more miles until it was almost dark. And before all that they walked to the downtown farmer’s market and got me and Lucy almost a ton of frozen chicken necks! So they were thinking about me.

After almost two whole years days when I had about given up, I heard our car pull into the driveway. We all spent one more night at my Auntie Jen and Uncle Bill’s before it was time to go home. I saw the suitcases being packed and put by the back door. So did Lucy, who kept asking if she could stay, at least until Thanksgiving when everyone is coming to our house.

*hop, hop* Take me too, take me too! Pick me up! Don’t forget me! *hop, hop*

Achilles: Please don’t leave, Lucy.

Ella: I got my chair back.

This is Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess back home with my Mommy.

Where, Oh Where Could my Mommy Have Gone?

Xena: Last Friday was the anniversary of our folks being married for 12 years. We thought maybe there would be a party with presents and ice cream and cake. Instead, Mommy kept talking to me about what a good time I was going to have at my Auntie Jen’s and Uncle Bill’s. And she kept telling me to please try to be nice and cuddle with Auntie Jen, ’cause it hurts her feelings when I only want Uncle Bill to hold me. This all sounded very suspicious and I made no promises.

Lucy: Mom told me, too, at the last minute before we got in the car, and I was so excited! I was going to see my BFF Ella and my boyfriend Achilles! I could hardly wait!

Xena: It’s a three hour drive to the other side of Nashville, and our dinner was very late. By the time we got there I was so hungry that I was shaking and crying. It was two hours past my suppertime, and it wasn’t even our “fast” day.

Lucy: I was so over-the-moon excited when we got there that Mom couldn’t even get my car harness off me. Ella and Achilles and I immediately started playing. After we got our supper and settled down a bit, Xena hid in the chair with Dad. Me and Achilles had been playing kissie face, and he asked me to come over to my Dad with him, ’cause he wanted to ask Dad something.

That’s when Achilles asked Dad if he could marry me! I thought I would faint for joy. Dad thought about it for a very long minute, and finally said we could be engaged. I think that’s almost married, so I was really, really happy. Xena wants to be an old spinster, but I want to be happily married like my Mom and Dad.

Xena: I don’t know what a spinster is, but I don’t like the sounds of that and I don’t want to be one. I just want to be independent. Why do you think I hate my harness so much? So quit calling me mean names just because I don’t want to play kissie face with every boy dog that comes along. Grrr.
So back to our trip. Morty the pig has gotten so much bigger. He weighs about 70 pounds now, the same as Riley. I upset him by barking and jumping at him. Lucy and I went somewhere safe.

Is Morty gone?

Yep, it’s safe to get down.

*A little later*

Achilles: Mr. Jeff, I need to tell you something. Come closer.

Achilles: *smooch* You are the bestest ever almost father-in-law.

Next thing we knew it was morning and Mommy and Daddy were carrying suitcases and stuff and going out the door. I just knew she was leaving me when she picked me up and handed me to Uncle Bill. It was terrible. I was afraid she’d never come back.

She promised she would be back, but it has been so long. Lucy doesn’t seem to care. She’d be just as happy living here. I will let you know real soon what happens. Love, Xena the desserted.

Lucy: Oh Xena, you’re so melodramatic. But you’re probably right. You’ve got those dark spots now, and, well, who knows? (te, he, he) Love, Lucy

A Cone and Drum Selfie

We want to thank The Cat on My Head for hosting Sunday Selfies.

Hi, this is Xena with a cone and drum today.

Lucy: I think you mean conundrum.

Xena: This is my post today, Mommy said it is mine all mine, so goodbye Lucy.
So, as I was saying my cone and drum is these areas of black hair growing on me. Here, let me show you.

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Mommy called Granny, my breeder, and she contacted all her schnauzer expert friends, and no one seems to know anything. White spots, yes. Black areas, no.

I was that black color when Mommy adopted me.

This is me as a puppy with my friend Raccoon, who Riley deadied.

I wonder if this means I’m turning into a puppy again???
Anyone have any other ideas?

Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess

Hosta Boys

We don’t understand why…

The hostas have these weird, long things sticking up. Mom says our hostas are all boys. We don’t know why she says that.

We are joining Arty, Jakey, Rosy and Sunny of the LLB Gang for Nature Friday, and thank them for hosting it.

A Wordy Wednesday Naming

Thanks to Comedy Plus for hosting the
Wordless Wednesday Blog Hop!

Xena: As you know, we have been trying to find a name for our newest family member, the baby schnauzer stuffie. So many of you gave wonderful suggestions that we couldn’t decide. So we (Mommy) decided to let the baby stuffie draw one of the names.

First, she wrote all the names on pieces of paper.

Then, she used my collar to blindfold our baby schnauzer stuffie. No peeking!

Introducing Shania!
Shania: Thank you, Miss Sandra, for thinking up my new name.

Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess and Shania

Grooming with Mom: Chief Again

Lucy, Ace Reporter here on the Groom Beat today.

Puppy Chief came back for his 3rd-ever groom. Last time, we showed you how his coat color had drastically changed. This time we think it may be done lightening, but we wouldn’t put any hard-earned money on it.

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  1st groom

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  2nd groom

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  3rd groom

Is my Mommy coming soon?

That’s it for today, folks. Have a Monday full of awwws.

Lucy, Ace Reporter, signing off

Nature Friday

We are joining Arty, Jakey, Rosy and Sunny of the LLB Gang for Nature Friday, and thank them for hosting it.

Xena: During October we are usually up at Rock City dancing and drinking beer at Rocktoberfest.

Lucy: I don’t dance there or drink beer. I could be a Baptist dog.

Xena: Well, I decided I’m Episcopalian, and I do both. Here’s proof I dance, and drink beer.

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  Dancing with Daddy at Rocktoberfest

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  Mmm, that ice cream beer foam was so good!

Lucy: But this year that stupid Covid-19 thing kept them from having the month-long celebration. So instead, Mom’s been taking us to the Greenway, only about 10 minutes from the house, instead of almost an hour away up the mountain to Rock City.
We usually walk one or two hours on the different trails. This is the main trail that is all pebbly stones, where all the other trails start. The whole Greenway is at the foot of what is called Big Ridge.

Can you see the big hill behind us? There’s a road goes up there, and people live in nice houses near the road. I think I’d be afraid I would fall off!

After we walked some of the trails, Mom has started taking us into the dog park area where we are allowed to run off-leash. There was a huge white dog there who made me look little. He was friendly, but I rolled over onto my back just to let him know I didn’t want to be in charge.

Xena: Yep, y’all shoulda seen her acting like a sissy. I stood up to the other dogs and barked at them to let them know who was really in charge!

Lucy: Sure right, while you were in Mom’s arms! When Mom put you down, one of the dogs came toward you and you thought you were being attacked. I saw you run between the two dogs who were my size, screaming in your highest pitch. It sounded like someone was killing you, but you were running in the wrong direction, BOL, BOL!

Xena: Grr. I was using my Xena Princess Warrior scream, just like Lucy Lovelace used to do on the TV show. And she runs right into the midst of them screaming like that, just like I did!

Lucy: Yeah, well, I’m pretty sure she keeps her eyes open when she does it.

Love and wiggles from Lucy and Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess

In Purrsuit of Flavors for Halloween

Thanks to Shoko and Tyebe of the Canadian Cats and Nelly and Phenny of Easy Blog for hosting this yummy day.

Xena: This month is all about Halloween. The Thanksgiving turkey has already been out aggravating me, but I’m waiting to see the pumpkins and ghosts and ghouls, oh my! This month I told Mommy I wanted to postme and Lucy’s recipe first, and she agreed. Believe me friends, these are yummy!

If you don’t want to bother with rolling and cutting, I’m sure your pup will be happy with you just squishing it onto a baking pan and breaking it up after it’s cooked. Now, while I sit here and daydream about these cookies, Mommy’s gonna share a recipe for all you peeps.

There’s so many great fall recipes, I finally decided on Tuscan Apple Cake and since apples are a fall crop, I thought it still appropriate. (OK, not very Halloweeny, so if you need Halloweeny, please do your pups a favor and bake them Xena’s recipe, LOL!)

Tuscan Apple Cake
More like a flan than a cake, this dessert is chock-full of apples and incredibly moist. The list of ingredients is short, and for good reason: it’s all about the apples! The apples can be cut into super-thin slices easily by using the slicing attachment of a food processor, or just slice them by hand.

Bake it right on the floor of the oven! This causes a caramelized skin to form at the bottom of the cake and intensifies the flavors of the sweet apples.

Ingredients:
4 large Golden Delicious, Gala or other firm flesh apples (1 3/4 lbs) (800 g)
1/2 cup unbleached all-purpose flour
2 teaspoons baking powder
pinch sea salt
2 extra large eggs – at room temperature
1 cup sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1/2 cup milk
7 tablespoons unsalted butter – melted and slightly cooled
powdered sugar as garnish
1 10″ non-stick round spring-form pan, buttered and floured 

Preheat oven to 375°F (190°C).

 Peel, core, and quarter the apples. (I like to leave the peel on them). Then using the slicing attachment of a food processor cut them crosswise in 1/8″ slices. Set aside. In a small bowl, combine the flour, baking powder and salt. Set aside.

 Place the eggs, sugar and vanilla extract in the bowl of an electric mixer. Whisk at medium speed until the sugar has dissolved and the mixture is pale and thick, about 30 seconds to 1 minute.

Fold the flour into the egg mixture with a wooden spoon, until just incorporated. Fold in the milk, then the butter and finally the apple slices. Be sure not to over mix. Pour the mixture into the prepared pan. Pack the apples into the mold and flatten the surface of the cake with the wooden spoon.

Bake for 10 minutes on the floor of the oven. Transfer the pan to the middle rack and continue baking for 50 to 55 minutes until golden-brown and a toothpick inserted in the center comes out clean. Remove the cake from the oven, and run a paring knife around the edge to loosen the cake from the ring of the mold. Cool in its mold to room temperature. Unmold the cake and transfer to a serving platter. Dust with powdered sugar and serve.

Cook’s note: The cake can be baked up to 6 hours ahead and kept in its mold at room temperature in a cool place. It is best eaten the day it is made.

We’re in Our Church & Synagogue Videos!

Lucy: Recently, Xena and I got to be in videos for both Jewish and Christian Zoom services.
Xena: So did Hank, but that doesn’t count. My Daddy did the “production” for the High Holy Days services for where Mommy and Lucy and I work. It’s called B’nai Zion Synagogue. I didn’t realize that I was being videoed or I would have done something for the camera instead of sniffing the honey jar. We’re not showing you that one.
Lucy: But I am going to play the one that I am in for your viewing pleasure. (I can’t wait to see if you notice what happens at the very end!)

Xena: And here is the St. Francis Day video done over Zoom from our own church.

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We hope you enjoyed the videos and have a barking good day.

Lucy and Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess

A Name for Baby Schnauzer Stuffie

I, Xena, am holding a contest to see who picks a winning name for our new schnauzer puppy stuffie. Whoever picks the best name gets a free trip to…

Lucy: Xena! Stop, just stop. I thought you were over this nonesense. You know you can’t give away a trip.

Hi, I’m the new schnauzer puppy stuffie and I need a name – a girl name. Would y’all please help me? Our Mommy is partial to “Sheila.” I’m not so sure, though.

So far, we have had the names Shira (or Shirah), Amelia, Max, Shania, Pilvi, Jasmine and Mrs. Mike suggested by our blogging friends. Plus two votes for Shelia. We are trying to decide. Your vote would be helpful, even if you don’t get a free trip anywhere. We are sure that next time you see me, I will be properly named.
In other news, Xena removed the stitch that tacked down my right ear. She’s helpful like that. Now we’re twinsies.

Do you like the one ear down, one ear up look? Sister Xena said it’s the latest fashion. I still can’t get my ear back as far as hers goes.

Now, if I could just get her slobbers off my furs.

Love, Lucy, Xena and Schnauzer Puppy Stuffie with No Name

The New Stuffie Gets Advice

Hi, this is Xena. Mommy’s been thinking about getting another schnauzer puppy. She confides in me ’cause we are thick as thieves. Except we’re not thieves, and why do they call thieves thick, anyhow? But it sounds good, right? Anyhow, Mommy has what she calls the puppy itch. I’m not exactly opposed, but I’m not exactly for this either. I really like being the baby. She went out for a while to some stores and came home with a new schnauzer puppy — stuffie!

Mommy held her for us to meet. I sniffed politely, and didn’t try to chew off her nose. Then Mommy put her up really high on the bookcase. I thought she might not be safe up there, but was told that’s the only place she will be safe. Pretty soon, puppy got some company.

“Hi there, I’m Priscilla and this here behind me is Chippy. Chippy is a real fun and funny guy and you’ll enjoy having him as a friend. I help take care of the new pups around here. What’s your name?”

“I don’t know. Everyone just calls me the baby schnauzer.”

“Well, never mind, you’ll find out your name soon enough. Xena is the schnauzer you met when you first came in. Maybe she’ll help her Mom with a name. We’d better go. Xena’s having a fit that we got up here with you and is mad that she can’t. See you again soon, Baby Schnauzer.”

*a few minutes later*
“Who are you? Are you an angel?”

“I can’t tell you I’m an angel cause I’ve been caught in too many lies already. But maybe I’m a ray of sunshine, BOL! Who I am is Ludwig, and I’m in love with Xena, but she doesn’t love me back. When I try to get close to her, she just pulls out my hair.”

*shudder* Xea sounds really scary. She’s down there scowling up at us!”

“Don’t worry, kid. Just stay up here and you’ll be fine.”

*a few minutes later*
“Hi. I’m Oscar. Who are you?”

“I’m the new schnauzer puppy. I don’t think I have a name yet. What happened to your nose, Oscar?”

“One day Xena’s Mom left me alone with Xena and she bit off my nose. Lucy tried to operate and save it, and at first it seemed to work, but then it fell off. Food hasn’t tasted the same since. You need to make sure her Mom’s around when you’re with Xena. Anyho, I hope we can be friends.”

Xena: “How are y’all getting up there? Someone knock that puppy down here to me.”

*later that evening*
“My new Momma is going to watch over me tonight, and maybe tomorrow I will get a name. I heard her asking my new Dadda what he thought about the name ‘Shelia.’ ‘Shelia the Schnauzer,’ she said.”

“Are you coming to bed now, Momma? Have you decided on my name yet? Oh, you’re going to ask Xena’s blogging friends to help? OK, nighty-night.”

With love from the new schnauzer puppy stuffie.

Grooming with Mom: Pebbles and Meeka

Hello friends. Lucy Ace Reporter back with you again on the Groom Beat

Next up is a pair of shih tzus. Their dad is brothers with one of Mom’s other clients, who referred them to her.
Mom began with Pebbles, who is almost nine years old and the dominant one in the family. Pebbles tried to bite her while she was removing the hair from her ears. Mom stopped working long enough to have a “come to Jesus” meeting with her. Pebbles said she understood, and, just to be sure, Dad held her while Mom cut her nails. Pebbles didn’t give her any more trouble after that. Well, OK, she gave Mom lots of trouble, but didn’t try to bite her.

I don’t want to stand up!

Pebble’s Mom wanted her shaved and her face trimmed short. Mom remembered to take the “before” picture shortly after she started shaving Pebbles. She refused to stand up or cooperate in any way. She actually jumped out of the sink onto the table once during her bath. *sigh* Anyhoo, she made it through the groom alive even if she did poop on the table and in the sink.

I may not be allowed to bite you, but how’s this for a stink eye.

Did you say my peep sisters are coming to get me?

Next up was Stink-Eye’s submissive sister, Meeka. Meeka pooped all over the floor while she was waiting her turn. *If I talk funny now ith becawwz I’m holding my nothe.

I heard what you said to my sister. Please don’t send me to Jesus.

Nine-year-old Meeka is just the opposite of Stink-Eye, er, Pebbles. She is what Mom calls passive-aggressive in the groom world. She didn’t want her front paws touched, so she kept laying her head on them while Mom was trying to shave them. She kept tucking herself into a ball until Mom finally used the loop thingy – like you saw around Stink Eye – to keep her standing.

She didn’t like her bath either, but Mom managed to keep her in the tub. Dried, groomed and finished! Pee Ess, when she lifts her ears, her hair stands up like that. She really doesn’t have horns, BOL.

Are we going home now?

Mom asked me to quote her here. I think this is how to do it:
A reliable source just informed me that both these dogs were covered underneath and in the back area with dried feces. My sourse is pretty sure that Pebbles has a bacterial infection on the insides of her back legs and her abdomen from the dried feces against their skin. She alerted their sisters – who picked them up – to this. She also advised them not to wait so long to get them groomed, suggesting every six to eight weeks.

This is Lucy, Ace Reporter, signing off with more wags and wiggles.

Grooming with Mom: Cooper

Hello friends. Lucy Ace Reporter back with you on the Groom Beat.

Today let’s take a look at three new grooms, all on the same day.

The first one I’m reporting on is a breed called a Pomeranian. I’ve never seen one before. They’re little and have lots of hair. Mom forgot to take a “before” picture, so I helped her find one from Mr. Google that looks a lot like Cooper. Even the markings are the same!

Cooper was adopted when he was almost 2 years old, and his loving mom doesn’t know anything about his past. He’s six now, and a very timid little fellow. We don’t know why, but his mom asked to have all his hair shaved off. Mom the Groomer used a little longer blade, and had a lot of difficulty getting it to go through his thick undercoat. She said that’s the kind of undercoat collies have. She managed to shaved him all over the best she could and gave him a bath. When he was dry, she shaved him all over again. Here’s the results:

I’m Cooper, and I want my Mom. Er, I mean, I approve this groom.

Mom was real glad Cooper’s mom saw her grooming sign in the front yard. She liked Cooper so much she told his Mom that she’s in love… and to let her know if she ever needed a dog-sitter. (I think Xena would probably traumatize him.)

*yawn* I just realized it’s past my bedtime. I’ll be back tomorrow with the downlow on a pair of shih tzus.

Love and wiggles, Lucy Ace Reporter

Mom’s Losing It

Mom says there is a black hole in our house that is swallowing stuff. If she would tell us what and where the black hole is, we would go look in it for her. But we think she is just forgetting what she did with the stuff and won’t admit it. First she lost her mask – the mask that one of her grooming clients made for her.

Whatcha do with your mask, Mom?

She thinks she might have thrown it in a shopping bag as she left the grocery, but her search through the bags yielded nothing. So she bought a new one at CVS drug store. I don’t think she should be offering kisses to strangers…that’s my job, te, he!

I’ve started going back to Freestyle practice. Mommy was sure she had packed my little black harness with the red piping that she got at the church rummage sale for $1 a couple of years ago. It had my NPR (National Public Radio) leash attached to it. Angel Lexi made a pledge to NPR to get that leash. Well, Mommy made the pledge in Lexi’s name, and Lexi was not happy about that. Anyhow, when we got to Freestlye, she couldn’t find it. I didn’t care, ’cause I hate wearing my harness. Whenever Mommy tried to put it on me I would back up and she would grab me and pull me into it.

This is an old picture of me in my harness. Where did you lose it, Mommy?

When we finished up and got in the car to go home, she did find it in the bottom of the bag. We got home, Mommy unpacked the bag and did other stuff. Later, when it was time for my walk, the harness and leash were nowhere to be found! I had to wear a stupid string harness she found in with her grooming stuff; it rubs me raw under my legs. Grrr.

After a couple of days of looking for my harness, Mommy helped me into my car kennel and off we went to Petco. I was pretty thrilled to go shopping. Oh my, the smells! But she kept pulling me back over to the leashes and collars and harnesses section where there was nothing fun or good to eat. And then the “try it on” stuff began.

On Sunday we went for a walk at the Greenway where there are loads of paths and scents and other dogs walking with their peeps. Here is me in my new harness. I hate it almost as much as the other one. (Don’t I look great in it?)

Hey Lucy, move! Mommy’s tryin’ to take my picture.

Lucy, I have an idea. Let’s hide so Mommy can’t find us and she will think we fell in the black hole, BOL!

We are Lucy and Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess still looking for that hole.

Awww Monday with Sleepy Lucy

Thanks to Comedy Plus for hosting Awww Mondays.

Why are you saying get up? I already had my breakfast.

Lucy

Talkative Friends

Elle: I heard Xena’s Mommy gets to take Friday off as a holiday for Erev Rosh Hashanah, even though she isn’t Jewish.
Oscar: How do you know she’s not Jewish?
Elle: I heard her tell one of the synagogue congregants that.
Oscar: Does that mean we all get the day off? Maybe we can organize some fun games.
Elle: We can ask Rainbow Bear to help. She’s good a that kind of thing.
Oscar: She seems good at everything. Do you think Xena’s Mommy needs any help with her work?

Oscar: Hey, where did Xena go? She was right here a minute ago. Do you think it’s lunch time?

Elle: It’s not lunch time and her Mommy’s still here, so she isn’t getting a bath, although she sure needs one. Maybe she’s hiding so she doesn’t get bathed.

*yawn* How can a girl get her beauty sleep with those two yammering constantly? Zzzzzzzzzzzzz

Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess

Table Surfing

Mommy and Daddy have been eating outside on our new screened porch almost every day, sometimes twice a day. I’m a good girl and sit under the glass table or go play in the yard while they eat. But when the food is gone, all bets are off! I go to Daddy – he can’t resist me – and hop up and down or stand up and throw back my head until he picks me up.

I was sitting in his lap in front of the table not long ago when he got a phone call. Since he was ignoring me, I decided to do a bit of ‘sploring.

They sure didn’t leave much for me to clean up.

Nothing on this ledge either. If I was a cat, I would walk on it, but I’m not.

Hmmm, looks like a long way down.

I wonder what’s in that bag. Lilys? Who would put flowers in a bag?

I’ve heard the story of how Angel Lexi got hip dysplasia from always jumping off of things. I guess I’m stuck here ’til Daddy gets off the phone and helps me.

Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess