Xena’s Sunday Selfie – Again

Thanks to The Cat on My Head, for hosting Sunday Selfies. We love you guys!

I was the chosen one for a Sunday selfie this week. The trouble was, when I got the news I was in baby hold in Mommy’s lap, surrounded by a soft, warm blankie and Rainy the Reindeer, and I could hear the gentle beating of Mommy’s heart.

Even so, I’m never one to turn down a selfie. Shoot, if I’d known sooner, I’d of asked Mommy to comb my face and leg feathers. Oh well. The bigger problem was me starting to fall off to sleep.

Well, I hope this will do and that you still like my selfie…

The Mom: And now she’s going….going…gone.

Xena wanted to include this note to all our friends. I haven’t filtered it, so hoping there’s nothing too inappropriate.

Xena: Hey friends! Y’all first got notified of this post publishing on Wednesday. I want to say I’m sorry for Mommy’s mistake. She was really sick with a rotten cold and had crawled out of bed to get my selfies and thought she had set it to run on Sunday but she ran it on Wednesday instead BOL! The good news is she has been able to put together our meals every day even though she could hardly shuffle to the kitchen. Oh, and there was a reason I couldn’t stay awake. While Daddy and Lucy and Chia went and slept in the other bedroom for a week, I got stuck in stayed in the bed with my Mommy to be sure she was OK and between her nose blowing and throat clearing and farting, I didn’t get my beauty rest. Hope everyone had a good Thanksgiving!

Xena’s Poetry Thursday

Today I told Mommy I want to start our dancing again, and then came along Angel Sammy with just the right picture! We hope no one minds me jumping in – picture and all!

First, the great picture Angel Sammy chose for today:

Dancing In the Rain by Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess

Dancing in the rain
To a song stuck in my brain.
I don’t care if others see;
I’m as happy as can be.

I love when we all dance.
It then gives me a chance
E’en when the weather’s Oy!
To jump with glee and joy!

Thankful Thursday with Xena and Chia

Xena: First, me and Chia want to give a big thanks to Brian’s Thankful Thursday, with special thanks to Brian for hosting it! Chia wants to go first, as usual, so I’m gonna be the nice big sister and let her, even though this is MY blog.

Chia: Hi ya, everyone! We thought that we’d tell you about some things we like, and that means we’re thankful for those things, right? I like my stuffy named Ratto. As you might have seen on Sunday, Riley grabbed Ratto away from me and kept him all night, and that really miffed me. This week my Mom was playing with me and Ratto. She would throw him across the room and I would run and get him and bring him back. But one night I was a little sleepy and just wanted to cuddle with Ratto and not have to run and get him. Mom just didn’t get it, and kept grabbing him and throwing him. Finally, I hid Ratto under the big blanket on the couch.

After I got him all hidden, I hid me. That was that for the night.

I could feel Mom’s arm laying on top of the blanket, but she left us both alone. I’m thankful for that and also that I had my Ratto to cuddle with under a warm blanket. OK, Xena Weena, go ahead. I’m going to find Ratto, or maybe grab Riley’s Racky-D. Shhh, don’t tell him.

Xena: So, y’all probably know I love to ‘splore the yard. I love to hunt for critters: lizzies, chippies, and yes, even big ol’ snakes! The weather was so pretty last week that I got to do that several times. Mommy likes to be outside when it’s warm enough, too, so she just followed me around.

I know there’s still something in this drain pipe!

I dug in it and couldn’t find anything. I ran the length of it, sniffing, and couldn’t get to anything. I even tried to get inside the pipe, but after I got in up past my shoulders I got spooked and backed out fast. I won’t tell Mommy what’s in there; I want to surprise her when I finally catch it!

Do you remember the super big snake – at least six feet long – that visits us every year and eats my lizzies? I was looking for it through the lattice work where we last saw it, all wrapped through the holes.

I didn’t see it, but I smelled me a chippie. One of these days, chippie. One. Of. These. Days.

So I want to say I’m thankful for my Mommy coming outside with me so I don’t have to stay inside or in the dog lot, and I’m thankful for all the fun critters I get to smell (and hopefully catch) in my own yard!

Your good friends, Chia and Xena

We Are NOT Skunks!

This is it. Me and Xena, we officially hate Halloween.

Chia: What did I do to deserve this. Wait! Don’t answer that.

Xena: Angel Lexi, I’m sorry for posting the picture of you in this abominable costume earlier this month. And, like you, I’m frozen to the spot while dressed like this.

I am Xena Schnauzer (not skunk) Warrior Princess, who isn’t even getting any candy for (being forced to) dressing up.

Happy Halloween, Bwahahahaha!

Many thanks to Miss Sandee at Comedy Plus for hosting Awww Monday!

Thankful Thursday’s Book

Today we are joining Brian’s Thankful Thursday, with special thanks to Brian for hosting it!

Xena: Mommy asked to be able to use our blog today. We voted, and Chia and I agreed with two paws up to let her. Riley and Lucy just walked away. I don’t know why they don’t like voting. They should be glad we live in a democracy, where things can be decided by voting, don’t you think? Oh, yes, today is your turn, Mommy, so take it away!

Those of you who have been reading this blog for a while already know I rarely, if ever, review a book-even though I am an avid reader! Where the Echo Calls by Steve N. Lee was offered to me free for an honest review, so here goes.

I loved it! I actually read it in two sittings, which is quite unusual for me. Razor was raised by a horrid man to be a fighting dog, then dumped when he lost a fight against two dogs. Like my blog, the book is written from the dog’s perspective, and in his voice. I smiled and laughed and cried. It was hard to put this book down, and when I did I couldn’t wait to get back to it. Razor’s life was hard, but he never gave up hope – at least not for long. Then he found a man who was willing to try to understand and respect him. But don’t think it was easy sailing from then on!

Where the Echo Calls made me think about why a dog would behave a certain way. You’d think I would know this by now, but this was a much deeper understanding… an understanding from the dog’s perspective instead of from the human’s. This has caused me to question why my dogs do or don’t do something. For instance, Xena normally listens to me extremely well, which is why I can let her loose in the yard to explore while I do yard work. We were outside on a sunny day, her investigating smells and wandering around while I moved brush. Finished, I opened the door and called her to come in with me, but she just stood in the drive staring at me. I tried several times, but she didn’t budge. Instead of “insisting,” I walked over to her, making sure I was not doing it in a threatening, or even bossy way. I scratched her under her chin while softly asking if she wanted to come in the house with me. She headed right to the door, precious little tail wagging! We had no interaction outside while I worked, and I believe she just wanted acknowledged!

It’s been a good day. Mommy showed me she knows I’m special by trying to understand me!

I don’t mean to say I totally understand everything any of these pups do now. But I think I can begin to question their behaviors and try to understand their needs.

If you would like your own copy of Where the Echo Calls, you can buy it on Amazon by clicking here if you live in the US, or here if you live in the UK, or here if you live in Canada. You can also get it from Barnes & Noble and Google Play.

Thanks for reading, and thanks to my own pups for giving up their blog for the day!
Amy

Happy Tuesday Visitors

First, many thanks to Comedy Plus for hosting Happy Tuesday!

Hey there, Xena here. I want to tell you about visitors we had over the weekend.

Mommy is from Pee Aye, up north where it’s cold now. Rhonda, her best friend from there, brought her fiance with her to visit. It was only fair because Mommy took Daddy up to visit Rhonda to get her approval before her and Daddy got married. Obviously, Rhonda approved. Or Rhonda didn’t approve and Mommy did it anyway, which is kinda like something my Mommy would do…Mommy?

The Mommy: Yes, Xena, Rhonda gave her approval.

Xena: Yay!!! *hop, hop* I’m so happy and excited, cause I got my Daddy!! Daddy, Daddy, hold me!

pause while Daddy lifts Xena into his arms

Now, where was I? Oh yes. So they went without me to another Octoberfest event, this time on Signal Mountain, Tennessee. They said there wasn’t much to do there but look at all the vendors’ stuff and eat and drink beer and dance polka and talk to strangers and drink beer. The Wurstbrats band that Daddy leads was there playing the whole time, too. I wish I coulda gone….

But, mostly, everyone stayed home. I really, really liked Rhonda. Mommy said this is unusual, cause I normally ask the men to hold me, not the women. But Miss Rhonda is special! Here’s some pictures of us all out on the porch.

This is Chia with my Daddy.

I think this picture is funny cause Chia looks so big there. I guess it’s cause she was closer to the camera than Daddy, right?

Here I am with Rhonda. She held me for a long, long time. She kept saying how sweet I am, and what a different personality I have from Angel Lexi.

I even let her baby-hold me. This picture was taken right before I fell asleep.
Next is Rhonda’s husband-to-be. They’re getting married next month!

His name is Steve, and he’s always cracking jokes. This is his senior pup Toby, asleep on his lap. Steve is Toby’s “person.” I guess I didn’t ask Steve to hold me cause I knew Toby needed him instead. Toby was a nice pup and made up to all of us. Chia even got the “dog who doesn’t play” to play with her a little bit. I have to admit, she’s really good at that. It must be her super power.

Before I go, I want to show you a couple more pictures from Rocktoberfest, the huge celebration that happens every year on Lookout Mountain. Can you guess who the puppy is that my Daddy’s holding in the first picture. I’d offer you a prize for guessing right, but Lucy would yell at me and say “No!” and I know that none of us want to hear that again.

Did you guess? It’s me! I’m five now, and look all grown up in the second picture, taken this year. By the way, that’s the red and black harness I slipped out of so it’s now gone in the garbage, and I have a brand new, slip-proof, turquois-blue harness that I told you about in a previous post.

I guess that’s all that’s awww-worthy today. See y’all again soon! XOXOX Your friend, Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess

“On This Day” on Awww Monday

Many thanks to Miss Sandee at Comedy Plus for hosting Awww Monday!

Xena: Hey Lucy, you know Mommy gets pictures of “On this Day” emailed to her from OneDrive. They’re so nice to do that, he, he! You’ll never guess what she got today from 2015! Wait, I’ll show you.

Lucy: Isn’t that Angel Lexi?
Xena: Sure is. I heard she hated wearing clothes, especially costumes.
Lucy: You know she’s probably going to give you nightmares for showing everyone this.
Xena: Mommy wait! Don’t hit Publish!
Lucy: Too late, Dream Bait.
Xena: I’m never going to sleep again.

Grooming with Mom: Theo on Thankful Thursday

Hey there folks, this is Lucy, Ace Reporter, reporting to you with another episode of Grooming with Mom. Let’s shout out a huge thanks to Brian’s Thankful Thursday, with special thanks to Brian for hosting it!

We get emails every week from Dogs Naturally, where we learn lots of stuff about good nutrition. They’ve been giving us a little quiz with one question each time, so we thought it would be fun to share those. Here is this week’s:
Which breed’s name means “curly small dog?” Answer at the bottom of this post.

Groomer Mom got what she thought was the strangest call ever from someone wanting a groom. The person said he has a miniature schnauzer whose groomer retired, and he couldn’t find anyone to give his dog a good groom. Then he saw a schnauzer with a great cut, a real “schnauzer” groom, and asked the owner where she took her dog. You can see where this is going, right? So far, nothing strange. The strange part is that he lives in Dalton, GA, which is almost an hour from us. We’ve had people drive 30 minutes, but not an hour! Groomer Mom even asked him if he was sure he wanted to come this far, and he assured her he did.

Theo – short for Theodore – is on the tall side for a mini at 20 pounds. He’s solid, though, no fat to make up those pounds. This is his “before” picture.

Theo’s legs and feet were very matted and a bit of scissoring and shaving had to happen to remove the worst of the mats. The last groomer had cut the hair straight cross that was growing out of his ears, instead of pulling it out. Groomer Mom growled a bit about that, and Theo sat perfectly still while he was tortured all that hair got pulled out. However, he absolutely would not allow his nails to be cut or have the Dremel used. His Dad holding him didn’t help and hanging him in the sling (you’ve seen Chia in it) didn’t help, either. Finally, Groomer Mom asked Theo’s Dad if he wanted her to stop, and he said yes. In the end, his groom was the same as our Xena’s!

Theo was happy cause he got lots of treats and his Dad was happy cause he loved the cut! He said he’ll be back next time Theo needs groomed, and promised to keep him combed out in between.

TRIVIA ANSWER
The breed whose name means “curly small dog” is the Bichon Frise. Bichon means a small, toy or lap dog, and frisé means curly. 

Lucy, Ace Reporter, signing off with another episode of Grooming with Mom! (*wags*)

Nature Friday Around the Neighborhood

Hi Folks, Lucy here. First, big wags to our friends over at of the LLB Gang for hosting Nature Friday! Riley and Xena and I took a walk around the neighborhood yesterday and saw all the pretty colors and fun Halloween decorations. Chia goes early every morning for a fast, 30 minute walk with Mom, but we don’t get to go. Riley can’t handle it (shhh, don’t let him know I told you) and Mom says Chia by herself is enough of a handful, BOL! So she stayed home (and screamed) while we finally got our walk. Here’s some of what we saw.

This first house looks like a crime scene!

Aren’t the leaves on that tree beautiful? And I wagged my tail at the happy jack-o-lanterns.

While Mom was waiting for Riley to make his slow way up the driveway once we got back home, she got a picture of me and Xena in front of our fall flag.

I promise we’re not sticking our tongues out at you. It had gotten pretty hot in the sun, and with Riley, we had a very slow, sunny walk! We don’t care though. We were all just happy to be out walking with our Mom on a gorgeous fall day. Have a great weekend, everyone!

*wags* and *wiggles* Lucy, Xena and Riley
Xena: Hey Riley, you almost to the house yet?

Thankful for Xena’s New Harness

Today we are joining Brian’s Thankful Thursday, with special thanks to Brian for hosting it!

Lucy: Hey Xena, I know Mom took you out for a car ride this morning. Mom, do you want me to do the Ace Reporting on it?


Xena: No thanks, Luce. I can handle it myself, but thanks for the offer.

Xena here. I went to one of those big hardware stores whose name rhymes with lows like the noise cows do, and walked all around with Mommy this morning. I did better about not being afraid of buggies and stuff, and was only a little shy when a nice lady reached her hand out for me to sniff it. We kinda steered away from all the big, scary Halloween blowups. From there we drove to the pet store where Mommy previously got my new pink harness that Chia has ended up wearing. She had her own blue one, but she chewed it up about a year ago. These harnesses tighten when we pull on the leash, so they won’t slip off. And since Chia has slipped the old red and black harness we have and then ran off for a while, Mommy’s been putting what should be my harness on her every morning when she goes out for her twicearoundtheneighborhood walk. So I’ve been stuck with the old one she got for a dollar at a yard sale. Mommy thinks I back away every time she tries to put it on me cause I don’t like harnesses. Wrong!! I just don’t like that one!

Chia: Hey! Did you get a treat while you were gone? I can smell something on your beard.

Xena: Maybe. Hmm, so where was I? Oh yes, the harness. So backing up to yesterday (I’m really good at backing, you should see!) we all went for our DNA HW blood draw at two different vets. Riley has his very own vet place cause he’s a “handful” everywhere else. When we got to my vet, Mommy was trying to get everyone out of the car and make sure she had a good hold on Chia’s leash so she didn’t “take off.” Mommy had everyone out but Lucy, who was seat belted in the front. When she got Lucy out she looked down to see that one of the leashes was still attached to a harness but the dog was gone. It was me, BOL! I had quietly slipped that stupid black and red harness and started across the little parking lot to hide around the corner of the building. Nope, I don’t like goin’ to the vet place. But being a good girl, I came back when Mommy called me. Then I signaled everyone to wrap the leashes around Mommy’s legs, and I tried to take off again. I ended up in the vet’s anyhow.

That takes us to today. At the pet store, I got a brand new, never used, turquois blue harness, just like what was my pink one that Chia now wears since she chewed up her turquois blue one.

Chia: Hey, is that a new harness?

Xena: Yes, it’s MY new harness, and if you chew it up I’ll eat your breakfast for the next 87 days while you’re out walking with Mommy.
See, Luce? I toldja I could do my own reporting!

Lucy: Yes, but I usually (never) threaten anyone while I’m reporting.

Xena: Not a threat, just a fact. Oh, and yes, Chia, I got treats while I was out.

Selfie Sunday at RocktoberFest

Hi friends! Xena here. It’s my turn to do my Sunday Selfie — oh yes, thank you  Kitties Blue for hosting it — and I was supposed to do a boring old selfie with a quiz to see how well you know me. But I got to go to the first RocktoberFest of the season at Rock City yesterday, and I want to share that with you instead. It’s lots more fun! I’ll woof Mommy into letting me do my original Selfie Sunday next week, OK?

It’s been two whole years since I was there; they didn’t have the festival cause of COVID. I was only three years old then, and the band scared me when they played. Guess what? I wasn’t scared at all this time!

It was a little chilly on Lookout Mountain so I wore my sweater under my harness most of the morning. I liked listening to the music and to Daddy announce the songs, saying funny things about them. I wanted to run out to him, but Mommy kept me in her lap. Then something smelled really bad.

At first I thought Mommy pooted, then I realized it was her Octoberfest beer. Ick.

We took a walk around the park, and Mommy had to go into the little girl’s room. That was my first time in a place like that. Did you know that they sprinkle crumbs of Tostitos on the floor? Oh my, they’re good!

Can you see my happy smile?

When we got back to the pavilion, I had a run-in with a chicken. Well, at least with its head.

Does this chicken head belong to anyone? I don’t like the way it’s looking at me.

Then Mommy danced a little bit with me, but I was more interested in checking under the tables for food. Later, while Daddy was announcing one of the songs, he held me and told everyone I am a schnauzer, a German dog who came for the good food and good music.

Too bad I didn’t get much more of the good food, although I got my first little taste of fudge. It was great! Then I was declared the official band dog, so I got my picture taken with the band.

Can you see me there right up front? I could see all the other dogs from there. I bet they wished they were me!

That pretty much covers it. Anyhoo, if I have to post a selfie, I choose the picture with me covering my nose, BOL!

Xena Schnauzer Warrior Princess

Talk Like a Pirate Day: Riley, Lucy, Xena and Chia Go to the Beach

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.)

Awww Monday Big Bed Sleeping

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.

Riley: I call dibs on the couch.

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!

Those Dogs Eat Better than Me!

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!

Thankful Thursday Pups

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!!

XOXOX Lucy, Xena, Chia and Riley

Selfie Sunday: Xena

It’s my turn to do a Sunday Selfie. My life’s been pretty miserable lately. I have a flea allergy. That means that when even one flea bites me, I go crazy itching and scratching.

Mommy got the yard treatment guys to spray real good. The stuff is supposed to not cause cancer or hurt peeps or pooches, even if we eat the grass — after it all dries. Well, that didn’t work. Even after that and after Mommy washed our bedding and vacuumed and flea bathed us all, I would still have one or two on me every time she checked, morning and night. Then she sprinkled that stuff that cuts them into pieces — I think it’s called diatomaceous earth (Mommy helped me with the spelling) in our dog lot. I still was getting fleas. Then she called the pest service back and a different guy came out. He told Mommy that he was going to use something else that was also safe for all of us. He thought maybe the fleas had grown used to the other stuff, and they needed something new to do the job. He sprayed really good, and Mommy hasn’t found a flea on me since. Well, that way my long way of saying that there have been no new fleas, but I am still suffering from the bites from the other ones that are now dead, and, if Mommy’s words came true as she killed each one, they’re all burning in H.E. double hockey sticks.

Anyhoo, that was a long way of saying that I’ve decided, for my Sunday Selfie, to go to my happy place without fleas or Chia or anything else that irritates me or makes me miserable. Especially fleas.

Join me, and we’ll play and pretend happy things.

Many thanks to  The Cat on My Head  for hosting Sunday Selfies!

Ace Reporter with the Case of Larry Lemur

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.

Xena, it’s well-known that Larry Lemur was your friend. However, he recently questioned you in the greatly overstated death of Riley’s stuffy, Rainey. How did you feel about that?

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.

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Grooming with Mom: Tucker

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.

Detective Larry Lemur and the Case of the Murdered Stuffie

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Larry Lemur: *gasp* Someone suffocated Rainey!

There’s a murderer among us. I need to start bringing in suspects.

So, Xena, where were you last night and this morning?

Xena: Last night I laid on Daddy’s lap while he and Mommy watched their show on Netflix. Then I went to bed with them and slept all night in the bedroom with the door closed. Do you have any idea how upset Riley’s going to be?


Larry: I do. So are you saying you’re innocent? If you’re innocent, why are you wearing those Big Girl Panties even though you don’t go into heat anymore? Are you trying to wear a disguise?
Xena: Well, I’m not so sure I’m exactly innocent. I mean, I did chase a lizard into Lucy’s mouth once, and I’ve tried to catch chipmunks. Mommy put these Big Girl Panties on me so I couldn’t lick and chew on my tummy because of my allergies. Did you notice they match my herbal flea collar? But no, I didn’t kill Rainey. I think it was Chia.

Larry: Fine. You’re free to go. But don’t leave town.
Larry, talking to himself: Hmmm. I know Lucy has absolutely no interest in stuffies, and she’s the least likely dog to inflict harm on anyone or anything. Although she and Ella did tear up the back of the couch cushion once when their folks were all gone. But that was a long time ago and she has promised to never do anything like that again. She’s a dog of her woof. So…

Chia, did you murder Riley’s Rainey?
Chia: I’m innocent, Your Honor.

Sure, I’ve killed my share of stuffies, but I know better than to mess with Riley. You know he’s going to make somebody pay for this, and I don’t mean with cash or treats. Nobody, but nobody, crosses Riley (except Mom the Brave). There’s going to be pain and suffering…I should run away again.

Later…

Rainey: Hey there Riley. Do you have any idea where everyone went? I can’t find any of the other woofers.

Riley: *slurp, slurp*
Rainey: I mean, I laid down on the loveseat to catch some zzzz’s, but the sun was in my eyes so I covered my head with the pillow before falling asleep. I woke up to the sound of dogs running and doors slamming. Oh well, you and me, we can still have some fun together. Umm, what’s with the Cone of Handsomeness, Big Guy?
Riley: Allergies, and bacterial and yeast infections. I’m on meds, but in the meantime, Mom Amy doesn’t want me licking and chewing on myself. Yeah, let’s go find something to do around here, like figure out where everyone went to.

Larry, peeking around the corner: Case closed!