A Happy Barkday

A smiling, happy Cairn terrier wearing a party hat.

Friday was my little man’s barkday, and what a happy pup he was!

My mom had the idea to take the boys to the store to pick out presents for them to celebrate Geordie’s birthday. The trip would be part of the present.

Geordie tells his story:

While we were good in the car, that all went out the window when we got to the store. TSC is an agricultural business that sells supplies for all sorts of animals from bunnies to dogs to horses and cows. At this time of year they also sell chicks and ducklings to farmers. We could smell all of that as soon as we got to the parking lot. Woo hoo did we pull! Mom made us pee before we went in, and Toby did a poo. Then we FLEW into the store dragging our humans behind us. First thing we did was meet a puppy black lab girl. Then we found the huge pallet of 100 lb bags of dog food. Then…then….I pooped all over the floor. Well, I was just so excited! We continued to do our best impressions of sled dogs as we tried to break all of the glass lawn decorations foolishly placed out where we could get to them. (We failed). When we got to the checkout, the cashier gave us biscuits, so I guess we weren’t too naughty.

Mommy says: I am hoping that the ears the boys got as their presents keep them quiet so I can maybe get some work done and grab something to eat. That will be MY part of the gift this year!

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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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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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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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I Think I Know the Answer

Purple Dog Toy Plush purple dog toy

Remember this guy? He was one of Toby’s Christmas presents, and I was trying to determine what exactly he was.

Pfft the Magic Dragon an inside out dragon dog toy that Toby destroyed. Pfft the Magic Dragon inside out purple dragon dog toy.

I think I’ve figured it out….he’s Pfft the Magic Dragon!

Toby gave him an “everythingectomy” and sent him back to Honahlee.

(If you know what I’m talking about, you’re oooolddd!)

I don’t think a single one of Toby’s Christmas presents survived until the first of the year. It seems that, as with Geordie, he works out his emotional frustrations with his stuffed animals. There was a cute little stuffed hedgehog that Geordie had for years (and treated kindly), and Toby completely eviscerated it last week. Come on, how much stress could there be in your life when you’re a puppy?!?

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Toby’s Christmas Card

Christmas card torn up by a naughty Cairn terrier puppy.

OK, so maybe Santa could forgive him for the chewed tube of toothpaste incident….but this? I have been sick all week, and today is the first time I have really been able to walk the pups in a while. After the walk, as I was taking off my hat and gloves, Toby Monster somehow managed to reach of one of my Christmas cards. Well, I guess now it is his.

I hear Santa is happy about saving $$ on all that wrapping paper.

It’s fun for the whole family (but you don’t have to share if you don’t want to!).

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Is There Any Hope For This Puppy?

Tube of toothpaste chewed up by naughty puppy.

Yup, he got another one. (The other tube made it into an Amazon review for Petrodex.) Toby is so excited about Christmas and snow that he is going nuts. I thought there might be a chance that Santa could bring him something for the holiday, but now I just don’t know….

Yesterday he was so wound up about going out in the snow that he chewed up one of my shoes, stole a sock and tore up a throw rug while I was getting dressed to take him out. His outdoor, boinging joy is so contagious, though that I love being outside with him.

Geordie, on the other paw, could do with a little less puppy.

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grumble, grumble Sharing

Can you believe that I have to share my spot with him?!?

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Don’t forget to pick up your copy of A Tired Mommy Is a Good Mommy in time for the holidays! Makes a great, heart-warming gift for any dog lover in your life as well.

A Tired Mommy Is a Good Mommy will give a glimpse into life for Bitey B.T. (Before Toby) featuring the poems Toy of the Gods and Whispers. Also, learn the origin of Geordie’s Thanksgiving angst!

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