Guess who has been shopping lately??

Harley cracked open his Piggy Bank to get to his allowance money he has been saving for the past year! He wanted BoBo and his mommy said he had to buy it with his own savings!

In Memory of TBone

TBone was rescued from a shelter years ago. He was very loving and affectionate. He loved car rides and long walks. He got along with every dog and cat he came in contact with. He would come in from his morning pit stop and stomp around the kitchen until I got his bowl down. I thought this was funny. He was the best dog. I love Roscoe as well, but I had alot of years withTbone, not enough though. He left too soon. Roscoe and I will have years, I hope. Roscoe misses Tbone as we all do.
TBone crossed the Rainbow Bridge on July 18, 2006. He is sadly missed by his Mommy (Nancy), Daddy (Bill), Brother (Roscoe) and a host of family and friends.
My friend Arlene from Bostons R Us message group made a special memorial page for Tbone. Please visit Tbone's Memorial Page at http://www.geocities.com/rainbowbridgememorial/Tbone.html



Tbone on the right and Roscoe on the left.

Guilty Or Innocent? You Be The JUDGE!!!!

This is a Who Done It? You can be the JUDGE!!
Here are photos ladies and gentlemen of the jury. This innocent victim is approximately 4
months old on a 2 year contract. The victim was found helpless and open in the backyard
among dog toys.



You will notice in the first photo: Teeth marks, a blade of grass, and dried up dog spit.
In the second photo you will notice several bite wounds to the antenna, hinge, and face area of the phone.

We have three (3) suspects in captivity!!!!!!


This is Panda, she is Suspect #1. She has no past history of taking anything outside through the doggy door. No past history of any cell phone activity. She does have a history of naughty behavior like tearing up the garbage, tearing down blinds, jumping over a 4 foot fence with an E collar on, and jumping behind a washing machine to hide.


Mike is Suspect #2. He does have a criminal history of taking anything that will fit through the doggy door out in to the backyard where our victim was found, however he has no past cell phone history. Mike has of history of carrying heavy objects out the doggie door such as floor mats, the largest size FULL ketchup bottle stolen from the dining room table, and a box of carbon for the fish tank, just to name a few.

Zoey is Suspect #3. Zoey’s past activities include three (3) chewed up cell phones. One of these victims was found in the backyard. Zoey’s other victims include: a garage door opener (that is a different story), several rolls of toilet paper, any type of work related book or binder, the arm of an antique chair, and the rungs on several dinning room chairs to name a few.

My Ballot Box Is Panda Guilty or Innocent? Guilty Innocent Is Mike Guilty or Innocent? Guilty Innocent Is Zoey Guilty or Innocent? Guilty Innocent View Results

She is NO Angel!!!

Well, well, well, let’s see where do I start? Hmmmm, it seems that Panda the one mommy calls her angel she is no angel! There I said it! Mommy says that dot on Panda’s head is her halo. Ha! Halo my paw! It all started when mommy and daddy were going out to eat. Mommy kissed us all good bye, told us to be good and that the Queen Bee Panda was in charge as usual. Panda, Zoey and I decided that we would see what great adventure awaited us outside of the doggy door! We love our doggy door by the way. We didn’t hear mommy and daddy come home from dinner. Yikes! We usually meet them at the door.

First mommy went into the bedroom where she noticed an empty chewed container of fish food. Darn I wish it had the fish food in it. I could have gotten that all over the bed. Ha, ha, ha! Mommy has gotten into this sneaky habit of looking out of the bedroom window to see what is going on in the back yard. All of a sudden we hear…”the three of them are circling a baby bird like sharks in the yard!” Uh Oh! Daddy runs outside with mommy close behind him. Mommy had to notice the commotion of all the birds swarming our yard and even noticed the goofy sparrows, robins, woodpeckers and marking birds watching from our neighbor’s roof. She told daddy that we were under attack like in the movie “The Birds.” I think daddy was upset because he said he wished the woodpeckers and marking birds would peck our heads! Then daddy asked mommy who was keeping us as bay where the gloves were. Gloves??? What was he going to do to us? Whew, it was to pick up the baby bird and put him on the other side of the fence.

It was only after all of that did mommy notice a little container in the yard and looked at me. Well, I guess I should admit, it was me. I like to take things outside. Daddy noticed some yellow things on the ground and said “what is this.” Then mommy said “oh that is just little sugar birds to decorate cookies with.” They had to bring up birds again. I knew we were going to be in time out.

Daddy closed our access to the doggy door! Now I am here to say that closing the doggy door is cruel and unusual punishment! We wanted to go outside, but daddy said nooooooo. When mommy went to bed, she found the present we left for her on her side of the bed!!!!!

Today, mommy said I was in charge of protecting the birds in the yard. She said we couldn’t play with them either. Let’s see, when mommy and daddy go off, Panda is in charge of the house, when Hailey comes over Zoey is the baby sitter, and now, I have a job. I am in charge of the birds! Life is good!
XOXO
Mike

Our New Friends Pup and Daisy!

We made new friends recently. A story from Pup N Daisy's blog is below.
WARNING: Reading the following story will cause you to laugh and wet your pants!!!!

Daisy Goes On an Outing
The physical changes Daisy went through in the next few weeks were amazing. Her rotund, short-legged little body gave way to lankiness and a sleek, well proportioned physique. Her coat was as shiny as satin and her face showed remarkable good breeding and beauty (in an ugly sense, of course.) She is absolutely beautiful and she knows it. She knows just how to sit on her recliner and pose in a head-held- high, I am a proud girl kind of way. But she is really an oaf. She doesn’t run, she plods. She still runs into things at full speed and you can hear her coming from a mile away. Her legs are as long as Pup is tall and on many occasions, I have found them both standing there with Pup entirely under Daisy’s body, like a piggy back mutation of a two headed dog.

One morning, I opened my front door to get my mail and Daisy decided to dart out the door. She ran across the front porch and I followed her, hoping to grab her up before she got a chance to escape the yard. Off the porch she jumped, however, and as I held on to the old pillar on the porch to steady myself while I tried to grab her, the pillar gave way and I fell off the porch into the ground cover plants and what I would discover about 30 seconds later was a colony of ants, with the 60 year old pillar following and landing on top of me.

Since I was in my nightgown, and my hair was a mess and I looked like absolute hell, my first instinct was to look around and see if anyone had witnessed this most embarrassing of events. Feeling fairly sure that I had not been seen, I managed to stick my butt up in the air and get on all fours in a most appealing position and try to pull myself up onto the porch, all the while trying to keep an eye on Daisy, who was still cavorting around the front yard like all was right with the world. It is an understatement to say that I am not a limber person, I am far from thin and I am getting old. The combination of my body having betrayed me years ago and the fact that a colony of, of course, red ants was swarming all over me, made getting up very, very difficult. I would probably say that by the time I was on two feet instead of all fours, I was not feeling all that tickled with Daisy. I had ants crawling all over me, I felt bruised and battered and now I had to go catch Daisy. I knew I couldn’t run in the house and get dressed. By the time I had finished, Daisy could be blocks away. So I was forced to chase Daisy, who had discovered how much fun it is to run away from me, down the street, through neighbors’ yards, in my nightgown and bare feet. Keep in mind, there were leaves and ants in my disheveled hair and I was angry. I must have looked like a demented psychopath to anyone who might have looked out their window or driven by and seen me. Daisy just kept running away from me. But she had a special way of doing it. She would stop and wait for me to almost be able to reach out and grab her. She had a sadistic smile in her eyes and I would get close enough to see it…and then she would dart away again. I could have killed her. I finally decided I would never be able to catch her and I remembered my sister Pat’s advice (she is the family dog expert and dog trainer) that I should run AWAY from Daisy and she would probably follow. Running is no longer my forte, so the best I could do was to yell a few choice words (further evidence of my psychotic personality to any witnesses) at her and walk away from her. And she actually followed. If I turned and looked at her or started toward her, even one step, she would laugh and run in the opposite direction. She is no fool.

We finally made it home. I opened the door and she pranced in like she had quite the story to tell Pup, who was sniffing her and encouraging her misbehavior by cheering her on like a hero come home.I got out of my dirty nightgown and surveyed the damage. 2 skinned knees, a few ant bites, a huge bruise forming on my chest, and dirt in my right ear. Not too bad for an old chick. And Daisy, of course, was unscathed. She just thought it was a pretty fun outing. I heard her telling Pup that as I turned on the shower…

To follow Pup N Daisy's adventures, please check out their blog.
http://pupndaisy.blogspot.com/

Zoey's Job!

Whew! I had to work this past weekend! I got a job. It's a babysitter! Yep! Me Zoey the babysitter. Here I am watching Hailey making sure she doesn't get into trouble!!!

Here we are listening to instructions from Hailey's mom.

Here I am telling her secrets.

Here is Hailey letting me give her a big kiss for being so good on my watch!