Beachy Christmas

Hi pups! Mom downloaded the blogger app, maybe this means she'll let me post more since she's on her phone more than her laptop. And she takes most pics on her phone, so hope that means more pics to share too. In fact, here's how I spent yesterday:

Pawsome right!?!

I spent the days before that at my grandpawrents house. Grandma got me a new blanket - a chilly senior princess like me can never have too many blankets! 

Christmas was a long day! 

Happy Howlidays!

Happy Howlidays from me and my mom!  She took me to Petsmart last weekend to see Santa, and he wasn't there. Something about kids getting upset cause they'd go to one store and see Santa, then another and see a different Santa. Geez, kids, get off my lawn and outta my store! Anypaw, they took a nice photo of me and mom. Woof!

Me and mom, Howliday 2014

Quick catch up!

Hi pups! I’ve had a lot going on these last few months, but so has mom, so she’s been either too busy or too lazy from being busy to hand the laptop to me so I can say hi.. thanks mom, sheesh. I know what should be your new year’s resolution….

So in the last couple months, I’ve done lots of stuff:

• Me and mom went to the Pet Expo, where she made me wear my white rabbit costume and entered me in a costume contest, which I did not win (to be fair, it wasn’t a cutest dog contest, which I’d have won).
• Mom dressed me in a bee costume and a ladybug costume for Halloween and made me pose for photos.
• We went to Bear Creek Lake State Park for a weekend in November and stayed in a cabin with a fireplace and a big porch, and I got to walk nature trails and even got to walk off leash through the trails – dog, did I love being off leash in the woods!!!!! 
• I got groomed before Thanksgiving and did not like it one bit.
• Last week mom went away for a week for her birthday vacation, so her fiancé spoiled me rotten and cuddled with me and I trained him to feed me in my bed like mom does. 
• I gave mom the serious cold shoulder when she got home from vacation – I was mad that she left and did not like it one bit!
• I got a skin tag/mole removed today and did not like it one bit. But mom fed me on my bed while I was half sitting under an electric blanket (low setting), so I guess it's ok. BOL

Oh the indognity!

Mom bought me boots. For my paws. Which have walked on grass and concrete and all other surfaces for over 13 years. But now she thinks I need boots.  This is not even part of a Halloween costume.

Um, no.

Mom's friend took me for a walk across the street. And mom taped it. Sheesh. I didn't do too bad. I guess I'll get used to them.

Photos of me at Three Dog Bakery

I had such a pawsome time at the dog friendly outdoor mall, I'm still tired today!  I walked normal speed (I'm a slowpoke on mom and me's walks), sniffed all over, barked, said hi to dogs and people, and tried to pull mom in a bunch of stores (she walked me around Brookstone and looked at new pillows for us, I mean, her). Mom said I must be a shopper. (She is not.)

I said hi to a Westie, and mom and his owner talked about ways I looked like a Westie. I get asked a lot if I'm a Westie. I could have Westie grandpawrents or something, I dunno. So shout out to my little white dog pals, woof!

We went in a nice smelling new age-y store and the young lady working there said I looked like a stuffed animal. BOL

I got so much attention and so many pets, especially at Three Dog Bakery! A couple times there'd be lines of peoples walking through the store and I'd look up at them like "Pet me! Are you going to pet me?!? Why aren't you petting me?!?  Pet me!"  Like a petting processional, BOL!  I even ate "Beggin for Smores" treat samples off the floor, which is rare for non-food and treat motivated me. Yes, mom bought me a box, woof!

When me, my angel furbro Shakespeare, and mom went to this same mall the the bakery a couple years ago, mom didn't take pictures cause she didn't have a free hand, BOL.  So she made my grandpa take pictures this time. 

 Me and mom outside Three Dog Bakery

Taking a break

Guarding my treat stash from other dogs and passersby!

 I was wiped out!

A big week!

Hi pups! Hope you're all doing pawsome!  Life's been the usual lately, but this week my grandma visited and stayed with me and mom!  I was so happy to have  her around.  Today me, mom, and grandma went to a pet-friendly outdoor shopping mall and I had a pawtastic time!! I sniffed and barked and practically ran around the place (I tried to run the place, but alas, my barks were not heeded).  We also went to Three Dog Bakery!  I got so many pets there, I was loving it!  Grandma took some pictures, so once I get mom to put them on the computer, I'll post em. It was a big full day and I'm exhausted! Zzzzzz....!

Torture Lacey week. Sigh.

So appawrently last week National Dog Day + my angel furbro Shakespeare’s barkday = torture Lacey week.   First she took me to the vet, which, ok, it was time to check my senior bloodwork, pawcetera. Then yesterday, on my angel furbro’s barkday, she took me to the groomers, which, ok, I was pretty fuzzy and was getting hot quickly and I did need a really good bath.  They cut my beard really short, but mom asked them to cause my beard was getting in my way and I’d get food stuck in it. (I’ve been eating more soft foods lately, like potatoes and softened kibble.)  I do look kinda funny, but I feel good. Mom says it’s better at my age (what, princess age?!) to be comfy than look like a schnauzer.

It hasn’t been all bad of a week, I’ve gotten a lot of chicken! And love and pets, per usual. And mom’s carrying me more cause she doesn’t want me to lose weight by exercising by going up and down the stairs. Silly mom. BOL

Here’s non-schnauzer-looking me, feeling comfy:

Mom also took this close up cause she thought it looked like I had a twirly villain moustache, BOL (there’s a little twirl-up on the left). 

 

I’m not a villain I’m a princess!

 

Oh! I almost forgot – mom was thisclose to being a traitor!  After the groomer took me to the back to hang out, she brought out a schnauzer puppy for my mom to hold.  Mom freaked out of course and squeeeed and snuggled the puppy and gave him kisses. Sheesh!  I’m glad she didn’t dognap him cause I’m not a fan of puppies. Well, he also he belonged to someone. BOL  So she gave him back.

Of course I can’t furget – Happy belated Barkday to my angel furbro Shakespeare. We miss you a lot.

 

He was a silly boy who loved unwrapping presents!