Archive for May, 2011

Peeps on Parade

May 29, 2011

Sissy here.  Yeah, it’s really ME.  See… Sometimes, you just gotta’ do something yourself especially if you’re possibly breaking some rules.    A few of the doggy bloggy pals I made when I had that highly successful run at Mango Minster have already posted their Peeps on Parade posts, and since we really enjoyed them, it’s only right that Mama and Dadaw join the parade, whether they like it or not. 

Gretchen is pacing and fretting.  She really is a goody-two-shoes.  It’s annoying.  Her feet fit the keyboard so well, and hunt and peck doesn’t even describe it for me and my paws.  Hrmph.  But they ARE pawsome peep-parents, so I’m determined… 

Here’s the problem.  Dadaw doesn’t like to have his photo taken, and Mama hasn’t had a good photo taken since all that walking I’m making her do has paid off.  Gretchen’s right; they aren’t going to like the photos I flop up here, but they have no one to blame but themselves – am I right?!


Mama, Mugsy (RIP) and Me, 2008

Since Mama is often our scribe and technically, I was HER Christmas present, we’ll start with her.  Sadly, this is the earliest photo of us together, and I’d been with her four months when this was taken.  If Gramma wasn’t so very awesome, we wouldn’t have this photo, because Mama likes to be behind the camera. 

But I’m supposed to tell you about the humans, right?  Mama does office stuff for Dadaw’s family’s business.  She’s also still an administrative member at the firehouse where Dadaw is Chief, and now, she’s president elect of the local Junior League too.  Other than fretting over my remaining eyeball and walking me (and Gretchen; we always take her along too), Mama knits, bakes – but not often enough for me, take photos, and sits with this computer thingee in her lap a lot.

Mostly though, she’s Mama.  She’s our chauffeur, our warden, our scribe, our photographer, our nutritionist (Mama here – I’m trying to resist editing, but I think Wondervet might take offense at that, since she does specialize in nutrition!), and did I mention she worries about my eyeball a lot!?


Gretchie and Mama, Feb 2011

I guess even though the little brat won’t help me compose this post, I should show a photo of her with Mama.   Gretchen loves to help Mama at work.  It’s still not a great photo of Mama, but I believe I’ve crafted my defense as best I can.  I’m making do with the photos I have access to, okay?!

Do notice that Mama’s cooing and making a kissy face with Gg.  She does that a lot too.  We both have about 100 names.  I like it best when she calls me her most beautiful girl, but I’ve heard her say that to Gretchen too.  Hrmph.   Mama doesn’t play favorites, and that annoys me sometimes, but Gg says that’s the way it’s supposed to be.

Oh!  I should also mention that Mugsy told me Mama used to be a firefighter and be gone for whole days, all the time.  He said she didn’t want to stop being a firefighter but her back made her.  I’m glad she stopped though, because I like having her around every night and I really like it when we get to go to work with her, which Gretchen insists wouldn’t happen if she was still a firefighter.

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Chief Dadaw September 2010

That’s actually a nice way to transition to Dadaw, because while he works for his family’s business too – I don’t know what he does because he won’t take me with him, even though I ask and ask, but he comes back dirty and smells like strange places and even other dogs sometimes – but the job that keeps him away from me the most is being a volunteer fire chief.  We’re really proud of him, but I still think he could let me ride along sometimes.

Oh – I don’t like that blue suit-thing any more than I like Mama’s dressy dresses.  Both of ’em fuss at me and dodge me like I’m Harry the Dirty Dog or something when they’re in those fancy clothes.  Today on our walk I found some great smelling stuff and managed to rub my neck in it before Mama caught on.  Silly woman; I got hosed off and wiped down before I was allowed to go back in the house at the end of our walk.  Huh.  They have really odd ideas about what smells good, my peeps.

Hobbies?  Dadaw has expensive hobbies, Mama says.  He does competition shooting, with fancy, funky guns.  He used to hunt, according to Mugsy, but he doesn’t anymore.  Lately, he’s been spending too much time with his new lawnmower.    Strange man.  Gretchie and I try to help by eating grass, but both of ’em yell at us.  Kinda’ rude, doncha’ think?


Dadaw and us OBX 2010

Gretchen says I’m going to get in BIG trouble for this photo, but it’s a rare one of Dadaw with both of us.  We both REALLY love banana, and the beach.  Dadaw’s also a good cook, but he only cooks and grills; Mama does all the baking.  I’m not too clear on what that means, but both humans agree that’s the way the food division of labor happens, so maybe it makes sense to you?

While Mama is generally the one that totes us to the doctor and such, Dadaw is the only one who does our pawdicures.  Well, I’ve had my nails trimmed at the vet’s too, but I don’t think the baby has had hers done by anybody but Dadaw.   Who’s the spoiled one?!


Me and Dadaw, with Gretchen in the way 2009

I almost forgot one of Dadaw’s best hobbies.  He likes to play rough with me.  Once in a while, Gg will bark and play along, but I like it best when it’s just Dadaw and me, boxing.

Hope you enjoyed this little Peep Parade.  Don’t worry; I won’t get in much trouble because Mama has the admin rights on this blog too, and whenever I’m naughty, Dadaw is quick to say, “It’s okay… she only has one eye.”  Heh.  He’s a push-over, but don’t tell him I said so.

Won’t you join the parade?  We like to learn more about our bloggy friends and their peeps!

Think Blue Thoughts

May 26, 2011

We almost missed it.  Luckily, Gretchen needed kibble and I popped into PetCo yesterday and learned that May is Pet Cancer Awareness Month.  

Beauty Boy 2Pet cancer is a concern of ours because we lost our darling Fred to cancer, and several other pets we’ve known have also died because of cancer of some sort.

If you follow the links above, there is lots of information on early detection.  It’s not exactly a happy dogs on thursday post, but it is a very important one…

Memory Jogger

May 23, 2011

IMAG0006I simply have to remember that Sissy uses Demecarium bromide, a compounded solution, as her eye drop.  It’s been five full months now, so you’d think it would sink in.

Hopefully, composing this post will do the trick.  If not, at least I can pull the blog up and jog my memory.

Why, you ask?  Because I had to call and have some shipped to us this morning, and I am thankful again that the folks at Eye Care for Animals are so sweet, organized and efficient.

Mangominster Award – part 1

May 19, 2011

Happy Dogs on Thursday and little friday!

Gretchen here.  Some of you may have figured out that I’m a lot more like Mama than Sissy is, so when I won the Readers Choice Award for my category in Mangominster, it took us – Mama and me – a VERY long time to settle on a prize.   The awesome Pumpkin gifted me a Cafe Press gift certificate.  (Pumpkin’s shop here)  


Some of you might have seen my awesome PANK ceramic bowl on Facebook.  See…  I’m a little picky about my food bowls.  I won’t eat from metal, and Mama won’t feed me from plastic, so… ceramic it is. 

photoThe bowl is a SMALL.  It’s a little BIG for me, but I’m going to use it anyway because it’s MINE, and I lurvers it.  Thanks, Pumpkin. 

Dadaw is excited about the size because he agrees that Mama is ALWAYS trying to STARVE us.  I won’t wish her away too soon, but I wonder when Dadaw might feed us again?

Do you have special bowl requirements?   Sissy, like the boy-dogs before us, is only allowed to have metal bowls, because she insists on carrying them around when she wants a snack, and ceramic might break – the bowl, me, a human foot…

PANK Power

May 12, 2011

Happy Dogs on Thursday!  Mama has a most un-dog-related post up – Bless her heart – but it’s for a good cause.  

To celebrate, I’m sporting my favorite (only?) shirt-dress.

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See the purple “good girl” on my hip?  Yeah, that’s me!

February 2011 006Of course, Sissy has her own kinda’ PANK but purple crown…  Dadaw doesn’t like her to wear pink, not even PANK.  Hrmph.  Spoiled, that one…

Do certain colors make you happy?   We already know many of our doggy pals tend to favor a certain color or two, but what about you humans?  Mama likes bright and primary colors, although the silly woman keeps bringing home white right now, and then fusses when Sissy gets too close.  Duh?!

BIG Birthday Wishes

May 5, 2011

DSC02531We’re patiently waiting in our party hats… because there HAS to be a big party somewhere today for our two favorite REALLY BIG guys.

Yesterday was Mango‘s birthday.  He’s the most awesome host of Mangominster, and the reason Sissy – er, Queen Sissy DIVA, BIS – is so full of herself   the honored ambassador for doggy bloggy world right now.  I – Lady Gretchen Greer – also got some recognition in said dog show, but if you’re not here for the first time, you know it’s always all about Sissy!

In a great bit of cosmic chance, our beloved Thor is celebrating his most amazing 10th birthday today.   It’s quite the milestone for such a gentle giant.   Please go wish both of those grand gentlemen happy birthdays!

And happy dogs on thursday, little friday and Cinco de Mayo to the rest of you!  Sissy can’t have much Mexican because of her corn, beef, chicken, pork and whatever else allergies, but I’m hoping Dadaw will at least slip us some con queso…

In Memory of a Good Ol’ Boy

May 2, 2011

On this day in 1996, a litter of Hush Puppy descendants was born in High Point, North Carolina.  For roughly 11.5 years, one dear boy from said litter brought sweet, sometimes grumpy affection to our lives.

MRM Fred Sit up

It’s only fitting that after the weekend remembrance (scroll down one post), our Hooey Hound is shown here with his most favorite human in the whole wide world.  Thank you sweet man for each and every glare, cuddle and preciously rare kiss.  We miss you – especially when Sissy moos her strange howl, counter surfs, drags me off in pursuit of a bird, squirrel, etc.   You made us devotees to  the basset breed, and you were almost always a gentle gentleman.

Paws and Remember…

May 1, 2011

This weekend, our friends in doggy bloggyland are having a special remembrance party, sponsored by Three Tabby Cats in Vienna.

We’re lighting two candles for the boy-dogs who have crossed the Rainbow Bridge, leaving their pawprints on our hearts forever.


Mugsy -- October 5, 1995 - August 23, 2008

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Fred -- May 2, 1996 - October 5, 2007