Howdy do – it’s Squirmy roo. Here with another episode of our epic lives.

So where to begin. I know! With me! So I went for another class Sunday night. We didn’t have class last week so I was a bit rusty. For like 21.8 seconds! We started with some warm up exercises and I was raring to go. So then our teacher told us we would all practice heeling in a giant figure 8 around some cones. And I got to go first! Everybody was watching me as I heeled my little butt around those cones. When we finished, one lady said “well that’s a hard act to follow!” My Enforcer was pretty proud of me. Until about 45 minutes into class. Like The Boss, I get bored when it’s not my turn. He barks. And I jump on My Enforcer. And I chew the leash. And her hands. My well behaved persona went right out the window. My Enforcer kept plying me with treats. Sound familiar?

And speaking of the Boss – I hear he caused a ruckus during his morning constitutional with the Coyote yesterday. It seems they were on their way home, when suddenly the Boss put his head up into the wind and started sniffing. Then he puffed out his chest and began barking and pulling. And of course the Coyote joined in. They pulled to the culvert that runs on the side of the road and even though my Enforcer saw nothing to cause the commotion, she knew they were after something and it was her or the culvert. Poop bags went flying and she let go of the leashes. She immediately regretted letting go of the Coyote – we all know he’s a flight risk. She kept shouting his name (which we all know is useless) and she prayed that his leash would get caught on something. Bingo – her wish came true so she got down in the culvert and managed to grab him by the collar, unleash him, unleash The Boss and put The Boss’ leash on the Coyote (while threatening The Boss that if he so much as moved- he would get no breakfast). He didn’t move. My Enforcer doesn’t know what caused the PONDEMONIUM- but her best guess was a cat.

We’ve had some nice warm weather – perfect for rolling in the lawn in the mulched up leaves- and bringing those tiny pieces into the house. Yup – looks like a forest inside. It’s perfect!!

Time to get moving. Have a super duper day! You know I will!

Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe.

Well hello there blogees. It’s Elroy bringing you our latest exploits today.

Let’s begin with world news. First off – do you know who Champ and Major are? No? Allow me to tell you. In January, they will be assuming the roles of DOTUS when they move to their new home in the White House. Yup. After four dogless years, two canines will be again living in the most famous residence in the US. President-elect Joe Biden is owned by the two German Shepherds, and they will romping the halls of their new abode.

Now the whole election thing was tough. And boy oh boy, two leggeds can sure get crankier than a PON whose dinner is served late when it comes to politics. Lots of people liked the dogless President, and lots more people liked the dog-owning candidate. Humans. You can believe and support your political ideals. BUT – do it without name calling and respect for one another. Be NICE. Really. Or no treats for you.

In news here, I went for my last massage therapy appointment yesterday. Liz, the therapist, poked and probed and massaged all my muscles. And she gave me a completely clean bill of health. She could find no evidence of my muscle injury. I’m completely healed up. I can continue to play with the Shaggy Shark and I’m good to go when herding begins again. Liz was so nice – she gave me my very own special Halloween treat – a big biscuit in the shape of a leaf covered in orange icing!! How nice was that. And in typical Picard fashion, I tossed it in the air and stared at it when it hit the ground. Her Highness had to embarrassingly explain that I can be a picky eater. Ain’t that the truth. So we brought my lovely bakery creation home.

Tonight the Shark goes back to his school. We’ll see what kind of chaos he can cause there…

In the meantime, be good to each other. Wag your tails – not your tongues. Be an example of how you want to be treated. I’ve learned that if I bite at the Shark, he bites back. So it’s a lot more fun playing if we take it easy on each other. See – even I can be have some good advice like the PONs. Even if I am a picky Picard…,

Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe.

Howdy doody do blogaroos. It’s Squirmy Wormy PONdini here. Reporting my latest exploits and adventures. And boy I have a couple.

But first, a word about the Boss. So. He had his second Masters class last night. Remember how good he was the first night? Well we can sum up that initial good behavior in one word. Novelty. So last night wasn’t so novel. So he wasn’t QUITE as well behaved. Now it’s not that he was bad when he had to work. He did fine with that. It’s the down time while he’s waiting his turn to practice, that he started… well… being Frodo. What does Frodo do when he wants something? Or he is bored? He barks. So if he was waiting too long- he just looked at My Enforcer and barked. Usually once. Then if he didn’t get anything, he would bark again. In order to keep him quiet, My Enforcer kept rewarding him if he was silent. So they had a pattern going. He would bark. She would say “quiet”. He would be quiet. She would reward. He would bark. She would say “quiet”. She would try to stretch out the reward. But would feed him again. He would bark….You get the routine here. So that went on the whole class.

Oh – and I forgot what happened BEFORE they even got to class. The Boss hates crates. So last week on the way to and from class he panted and squeaked in the crate all the time. So. My Enforcer figured this time she would let him stay in the area behind the crate in the back of the vehicle. Didn’t matter. He still panted and squeaked. And then he tried to wedge himself between the crate and the back door. I think in an effort to stand and breathe on My Enforcer’s neck and to watch her driving. Well that was bad enough, but suddenly My Enforcer heard this buzzzzz sound. The back window going down. The Boss opened it himself. She panicked as she envisioned him jumping out. But thankfully, after riding for 30 seconds with his head out, he stepped back in and she quickly shut the window. And put on the safety lock. Needless to say he rode in the crate in the way home.

So all in all, an exciting evening. He was tired when he got home. And so was she.

But back to me. I met another new girlfriend yesterday. Gena is a German Shepherd who owns our friend and dog sitter, Wendy. So Gena and I met up (with the two leggeds) and went for an almost 2 hour walk!!!!! And I was good!! I was well mannered. And I learned that I didn’t need to worry if there were runners or bikers or people pushing strollers on the trail. Here’s me and my new girlfriend. I think I now have a harem.

We had a good time and I hope we go on another date soon!

Lastly, I have a question. Well maybe it’s more a fact. You know how mice can squish their bodies to get through even the smallest cracks? Well guess what! I must be part mouse!!! Last night when My Enforcer came back from class with The Boss, I was in my crate. The one that has three latches that you push down to secure the door. The one that also has a carabiner on it. In case I lift the three latches. Well. Before letting me out of my cell, My Enforcer went in the garage to fill our food bowls because we hadn’t had supper. Imagine her surprise when she came out and found me out of my crate!!! Here’s the space I got through.

That space is 2 inches wide. Yes. Two inches. Holy moly it wasn’t easy to push my way through. Yup. I’m part mouse.

My Enforcer said she needs more carabiners….

So that’s the scoop here. Oh- and the Coyote went to the express lane at the vet, and his butt is all hunky dory do again. He’s a happy camper. Thank goodness. Nobody wants to have a pain in the butt. Besides – he has me!!!

Have a good one. Peace and paws up . Stay safe.

Anybody awake out there? It’s Squirmy here. It was a LONG day yesterday. We were watching TV until early this morning. Well – we weren’t really watching – let’s face it- there were no dogs or animals on the shows My Enforcer was watching last night- so it was kinda boring for us canines. All I know is there was some big political thingy going on- and it was a big deal. Even more political than figure skating or dog shows!!!! That’s a joke. Kind of. I’ve never skated or been to a dog show – so what do I know.

Anyway – my preference for the thing yesterday was simple. Pick the guy who has a dog. I’m honestly not sure why they didn’t use that as a campaign strategy. Really. Know how many dog owners there are out there? Like dozens and dozens. Anyway, one guy has a dog- and the other guy doesn’t. That’s my pick. Although I heard the other guy has a pet fly….

After all that watching, the results are still not known! They need counters who work as fast as we PONs eat. We’re too bored to watch this for days. But whatever the result, let’s hope two leggeds can act like dogs when this is over – be happy, live for today, appreciate the little things in life (like food in your bowl, a roof over your head and toys to play with), and don’t dwell on something bad for too long. The bottom line – we may not all like the same kibble – but we all need to eat . So get on with things. Mind you, I’m a dog so it’s easy for me to say….

In other news – GUESS what happened here yesterday. OK- you give up. We had SNOW! Our very first unexpected snow. The weather people kept it a big surprise so there were all kinds of accidents and traffic jams. Not that we had to go anywhere. But still.

I didn’t quite know what to make of it – but within 3.67 seconds I decided I loved it! I raced around and the Coyote chased and chased me. We had a ball. Good thing My Enforcer mowed the lawn the other day. And mulched up those leaves. The good news after that was that we were no longer tracking big leaves into the house. Before the mowing, our dining room and kitchen looked like there was a tree inside the house. After the mowing, no more big leaves. Now we just tracked in 2,000,000 little tiny leaf pieces. So much better.

But with the snow we just tracked in snow balls. Here’s a quick clip of me and the Coyote playing…

It was a winter wonderland. Inside and out. And today it will likely disappear.

So it’s time to get moving. Don’t worry too much about those politicos. Remember every minute you worry – you can’t get that back. Play fetch with your dog instead. Everything WILL work out. I don’t think any party has plans to ban dog ownership – so things will be fine. We’ll still be here.

Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe.

Guess who?!! It’s me! Squirmy!!!! Here to brighten your Monday after a busy boo weekend.

Well we only had three very cute kids come to our door for treats on Saturday night. They live across the road from us. They were super cute – and we wanted desperately to say hello as we threw ourselves against the French door to the hallway. One little guy wanted to pet us- but given that The Boss and I would likely bark at him and the Coyote would try to give him kisses- no doubt resulting in a downed child – My Enforcer said we were a bit too excited to say hello. That was an understatement. But like I said – they were adorable and very nice. Thank goodness they came by. Now My Enforcer only needs to eat the other 297 bags of treats that she bought. The Boss explained that this is actually a good thing – because we get more walks after the results of eating those treats end up on her hips.

Yesterday morning we got up at our regular time. Who knew we were an hour early? OK. My Enforcer tried to explain it – but we didn’t really care to listen. Besides – it was a crisp, sunny day. Might as well take advantage of it! Carpe Diem! Whatever that means.

After our walks, we ran in the yard until our tongues hit the ground. My Enforcer has to monitor all our moves so there’s not too much Humpty Dumpty going on. The Coyote is kinda obsessed with me. And my feet. Go figure. So when things get too wild, My Enforcer breaks things up. We played. She refereed. We went down to the lake. We played. After hours of activity, My Enforcer came in the house to look at the clock. She figured it must be around 2:00. It was 10:30. Yup. We keep her hoppin’.

Oh! Oh! I forgot to tell you about The Boss’s return to academia the other night. He went back to work on his Rally Masters degree. My Enforcer was a bit concerned because it’s been YEARS since he has gone to a class. Well I guess it’s true that we PONs never forget. I guess he did really well! My Enforcer was SO pleased!

Today The Coyote is going to the vet for a little visit. Something about his poop glands. I thought My Enforcer could take him to the grocery store to have it take care of. I mean they have an express lane. My Enforcer said no. He needs to go to the vet. Better him than me.

OK. Time to get this house shakin’. Good thing they have me around here to get things movin’!

Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe.