The Dogs from Brazil

 

Twin Cairn terrier puppy sketches.

Talk this week was about Barbara Streisand cloning her beloved dog who had been with her for many years.  I can definitely sympathize with her missing someone who had been such a large part of her life.  Cloning, though, won’t bring back the little one that you miss.  The new puppy will have entirely different life experiences that will shape her personality.  Plus, Nature does such a great job of making puppies with incredible personalities…for free!

Like every dog mom, I love my Geordie sooo much that I wish he could be with me always.  If I had made a duplicate Geordie, though, I never would have met the funny little goofball, Toby.  Even if I had money for cloning, I think I like meeting an entirely new someone when I adopt.

After all, it is possible to strike gold twice!

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The Nor’easter

 

Whee! Puppy is blown like a kite by a nor'easter

I took my chances late one day

And went into the world.

The wind was blowing forcefully

And all the flags unfurled.

I aimed my pee stream carefully

But was the one that fell.

Was it the Nor’easter too strong

Or only I too small?

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What a storm this week!  Although we’ve had colder temps during the Winter, this particular storm brought a bitterness that made it truly miserable.

I am sorry to say that poor Bitey did get tipped by the wind while we were outside.  Terriers are built pretty much  like cinder blocks – short, stocky and heavy – so I was surprised that they could be blown about.

Perhaps that is why they get so nervous when I watch The Wizard of Oz.

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To learn why Geordie hates March, read A Tired Mommy Is a Good Mommy!

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Already?

 

Red Nose

Red Nose , Benedryl

 

 

 

 

This is the first time I can remember ever having Spring allergies in February.  Normally the trees don’t start doing their thing until late March or early April.  Although forecasts are calling for possible snow this week, I hope the trees continue to do their business and get this pollen crap over with all at once.  I am miserable, and I simply don’t have the patience for two pesky, energetic, unstoppable, arguing terriers.

So, would anyone like some pesky, energetic, unstoppable, arguing terriers?

I have two too many.

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You may also like A Tired Mommy Is a Good Mommy which tells of Bitey’s days before the arrival of the Usurper Toby.

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Another Friday in Lent

 

Baked beans again?!? Do you want to go to hell?

I think going to hell for Lent is going to be my new tradition.

For some reason, I can’t seem to keep my days straight at this time of year.  I screw up every Friday.   I am sure the people at church would gladly cluck their tongues and say “Don’t you love God enough to fast a mere one day per week?”  As I recall, though, Christ came to walk among us and hung around with those whose faults were most offensive to other humans.

What could be more offensive than a fondness for beans?

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Catch up on some of Bitey and Toby’s other Lenten seasons in A Tired Mommy Is a Good Mommy

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A Drift of Snowbies

Snowby gazing lying on his back, gazing up at the stars.

Snowby lists to starboard.

Snowby with no head.

When I started writing this, I wondered if there happened to be a measure word for groups of snowmen like “a murder of crows” or “a tuxedo of penguins”.   Most of these interesting words are terms of venery – or words used by hunters.  Since no one hunts snowmen, there isn’t a ready made word for gatherings of them.  Drift actually refers to groups of pigs, but I thought it was particularly appropriate for snowmen.

This drift occurred Saturday.  After I walked the boys for the last time, I sneaked outside and had fun building the biggest snowballs I could manage.  I had two snowbies (snowbys?) facing the road and another lying on its back gazing at the stars.  By morning when I could get pictures of them, one was listing seriously to starboard, and the other had lost its head completely.  (It is a shame because under its head is a lovely hydrangea hat that I had given it.)

I found out later that the neighbors had fun speculating about the supine snowby that appeared overnight.  Did he fall over, or was he just lazy?

That yellow snow? Don't ask.

That yellow snow?  Don’t ask.

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Peppermint Ew

Humpity! Humpity! Humpity!

Hey Mommy, wanna play "Peppermint" with me?

I actually thought that I would be drawing pictures of Toby’s interest in girls by now, but this little boy still has a fondness for his toy peppermint.  People keep asking me if I have had him fixed.  Yes.  For some reason, though, he cannot seem to say no to this particular toy.  Perhaps he has a sweet tooth?

I’ve promised not to spoil his reputation with the ladies by telling about his hobby.  I just wonder….will his first girlfriend be a chocolate lab?

The Tooth Fairy

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Happy Gotcha Day

 

Happy Gotcha Day, Toby!

Gotcha Day? Yes, the day you were adopted. I'm adopted? But I always thought I looked like Mommy.Toby’s Gotcha Day is coming up this week, and I thought we would celebrate.

Cairn terrier puppy sleeping in kennel.

It’s hard to believe he was such a tiny thing when I first met him.

It’s funny.  There are so many things I want to say about my little boy today, but as I sit down to write I am getting all choked up.  Maybe I’ll just let the pictures do the talking.

Two Cairn terriers on a cold day

Here is Geordie being angry that he had to walk on his own paws while the puppy got carried.  This was the coldest day of that particular Winter and the puppy’s first day outside.  (Maybe that’s why he loves the snow so much.)

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Snowby II

 

Snowman shaped like a terrier.

Whee!  We got lucky and had more packing snow this week.  I couldn’t resist, and I built another Snowby (Snow + Toby).  Note the cinnamon swirl tummy and the heart on his chest.  It was actually a leaf that had been caught up in the snow – but how convenient!

When I was a kid, I didn’t get to build snowmen.  Now that I am old, I take great joy in them.  My boys like sharing in the activity but in more of a destructive role.  I have to keep Toby far, far away from my creations because he will tear up snow balls as fast as I can roll them.

Bitey sitting next to "surrendering" snowman.

“Aack!”

Puppy Geordie used to wait until I had the snowman assembled before he would destroy it.  I had to build snowmen with their arms in surrender posture so they were high enough that Geordie couldn’t reach them.

Toby attacks his snowmen by peeing on them.  I am pretty sure this Snowby is disgusted with us and is going to leave for the North Pole this weekend.

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What Do You Do With All The Time You Save?

I am part of a focus group for a major retailer.  So many of the things they ask us about have to do with changing checkout so that you buy your items with your phone as you go through the store, or doing online grocery ordering for curbside pickup.  Lately they have been asking about those services that send food to your house which are supposed to provide fresh cooked meals in 30 minutes.   Evidently they want a piece of that economic pie as well.

Commercials would lead us to believe that families use these services then rush from the dinner table, flinging paper plates into the trash so that they can play soft ball with their kids.  I can’t tell you the last time I saw a family in my neighborhood play ball outside or even throw a Frisbee (ahem, “novelty flying disc”) for their dog.

So, I wonder, what do you do with all of the time you save?

Whee!

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Amish Shoes

I can't believe I bought these shoes! Sure they are comfortable, but the are so unattractive. They are positively Amish!

Toby says, "Don't be silly, Mommy. Amish ladies wouldn't be caught dead in those shoes.

Woman cries, "Waaahhhh!!!" Little puppy says, "Sheesh, there is simply no consoling some people!"

Yes, I really did buy the “Amish” shoes.  They are about as stylish as bowling shoes, but boy are they comfy!  My approach to fashion is to pretend it is the 90’s and that clunky unattractive shoes go with everything – including dresses.

Toby has an easy solution for any shoes he doesn’t like; he chews them up.  Sadly, that is his treatment for those that he does as well.

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