Pet photos

Hey hey hey. It’s a Squirmy Sunday! And guess what day it is on the Crazy Calendar? Why it’s something called All American Pet Photo Day. A day to take a photo of your pet and share it with the inter-world. Well hello? Just about EVERY day is pet photo day in our crazy household. You never know WHEN My Enforcer will whip out that phone and capture us for all the world to see.

Now if you’ve been a regular blog reader, you know that besides the gazillion shots she takes on any ordinary day, the most “fun” shots are what we call the “holiday trio” shots. That’s when she brings out the crappy Dollar Store attire, the SUPER good treats, and usually takes us into the “studio” aka garage for a session. As usual, the Coyote is always the least enthused. And the Boss sits like a stuffed animal. And you get to see the best of 467 shots taken. So let’s look at the best holiday trio photos this past year. Along with the photos that did not make the cut. Some of these bloopers you may have seen. And others (I think) are being revealed for the first time. Enjoy!

Two of us taking a break. But there’s always a keener in the group.
Two of us prefer profile shots.
Two of us weren’t ready. Or maybe we were.
Tongue out.
I think we saw a fur ball. Or a spider. Or she put the treats on the ground.
Here the Coyote is praying for this to be over. And I’m not helping.
I think he wanted to be photoshopped out.
I’m bored

OK. The outdoor Christmas shots were not too bad. But all heck broke loose with the indoor shots. We got one with garland, but no antler or hat shots made it to a final product. You’ll see why…

Two on strike
Antlers off
She put them back on. We couldn’t believe it.
The Coyote refused to look at her.
She thought getting us to sit might make it better. Not entirely.
I’m this series, I was out of control.
Look at the Coyote. He’s sending out a look that says “please save me”. Someone call Animal Control.
I’m acting out but he’s ignoring me.
He knows he is doomed. I got the thing off so this is going to take even longer.
Lean to the right.
Bow ties are slightly less embarrassing than head gear.
Please. Someone be here!!!
The total gong show. Ears are as bad as antlers.
The Coyote looks like he could cry. In every shot.
It’s looking like the Boss’ ears are creeping forward. No worries. He doesn’t care.
Uh oh. Ears down.
For some reason, the Coyote didn’t totally hate the bow. Go figure. I’ve got tongue out.
He’s not smiling. But almost smirking….

So that’s our trio year in review. Note who looks good in almost every single shot….And please don’t worry about the sad looking Coyote. He did enjoy the treats, and boy he’s one happy guy when it’s over. And despite the fact that lots of photos are taken, the whole session usually lasts less than 10 minutes. That’s all My Enforcer’s blood pressure can take!

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

Cookie caper

Hey everybody! Squirmy here! On another fabulous Friday! And do you know what day it is? It’s National Sugar Cookie Day. Which doesn’t really mean a whole hill of biscuits to us dogs, since we shouldn’t really eat sugar cookies. But “shouldn’t” is the operative word…. Allow me to tell you a little story about the “good” dog – the Boss. Yup. I’m about to tattle…

So. The other day I went for a walk in the evening with my girlfriend Gina. Which was more successful than the last time we went walking when she was coming into her holiday. Or her season. Or whatever they call it. When she smelled really, really interesting. And I got SO crazy, I nearly exhausted myself on the walk. Anyway, on THIS walk, she smelled all normal – so a good time was had by all.

Now the Boss and Coyote were not all that excited when I went on my walk. Even though they got extra treats. So when we got home, they looked a bit annoyed. My Enforcer noticed that the water bowl was almost empty, so she went into the kitchen to fill it. And she noticed a little piece of plastic wrap on the floor. She picked it up and inspected it, but didn’t see any identifying evidence as to what it was. She examined the counters for evidence of something missing. Nothing misplaced. But then she noticed MORE plastic wrap on the floor. And she remembered what was in it….

Any human treats (like Toffee chunk cookies from the bakery) are stored in the microwave in our house. So no one can steal them. However….My Enforcer had heated something in the microwave before we went on our walk. And in order to do so, she removed the yummy cookies. And she forgot to put them back in….

Now she suspected The Boss – because the Picky Picard isn’t really into sweets. And The Boss looked pretty proud of himself when she said the predictable “who did this” line.

Now if you know My Enforcer, you know how she stresses about us. The cookies were from the bakery, and she figured there was probably nothing in them that could kill The Boss. Or was there? Could the toffee have contained xylitol? Doubtful- but one never knows. Were there raisins in the cookies? No. There weren’t any raisins. At least not that she could remember. Should she make him “give back” the cookies. She could – but that seemed extreme. He seemed fine, but was he panting more? Maybe he needed to go out. Maybe not.

Anyway, after a fairly sleepless night where she woke up every time he moved or snored, the morning arrived and he was fine. Happy. Waggy. Barky. And full of yummy toffee chunk cookies. And thankfully he deposited P3. Picture perfect poop.

So that’s how the good dog went bad. Meanwhile, the Picky Picard ate breakfast yesterday! Hurray!!! So then he didn’t eat supper. Keep those humans guessing. All. The. Time.

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

Hummers.

Yo. Blogees. Elroy here. On what the Imp would call a wonderful Wednesday. It’s kind of all the same to me. Although today is the day I attempt to pee on all the neighbors’ garbage cans while on my walk. Yup- a rather unevenly spaced line-up of vertical surfaces just crying out to be marked with my pee-mail. If only Her Highness would let me…

So. What’s new here at the zoo? Besides living with the mops, who also double as vacuum cleaners, we have some new faces in our home. Well. Not IN our home. Outside our home. Hummingbirds. Those quick moving, chirpy little dudes- who LOVE the new feeder Her Highness put out. As if we didn’t have enough mouths to feed. Those guys empty the thing pretty quickly. And ya know, they’re not the most polite little buzzards. Sure- you see those National Geographic photos with a bunch of hummers at a feeder. Not here. They are pretty territorial. If one is near the feeder, it chases away any newcomer. And makes quite the little racket. Hey- I wonder if the Imp is part hummingbird. He darts like one. He’s territorial. He can make a racket…. Anyway, here’s a few shots of the new addition(s). Who can tell if it’s the same one or not, they move so quickly…

Oh yeah. And speaking of eating, I have decided that for the summer, I shall demonstrate my Picky Picard behavior. For the past number of months, I have eaten everything in both my meals. I don’t always partake in the morning blueberry distribution- that depends how the spirit moves. And I think the whole “licking the yogurt container” is completely ridiculous. BUT – I was eating my meals. Completely. Except for the past three days. I have decided I don’t do breakfast. For now anyway. The first day, Her Highness tried that old trick that humans do to make us canines eat- you add yummy things like cheese to our meal. That didn’t work. So my bowl was removed. And not to worry – I ate every morsel at supper time. The next two days she didn’t bother trying the delectable diversion tactic. She just picked up my bowl and removed it. Again, I ate everything at supper time, and certainly didn’t refuse any treats during the day. Once upon a time, Her Highness would have stressed herself silly worrying about the fact that I didn’t want breakfast. Now she just shrugs her shoulders and chalks it up to a picky Picardism. Now if the mops didn’t want to eat – THAT would spell trouble. But keep in mind, I COULD change my mind and start eating breakfast again at any time. Because I can.

Well it must be almost time for my walk among the tempting trash cans. And then I’ll decide if I’ll have breakfast. Or not. Keep her guessing – that’s my little game. Heaven knows we don’t want things to get too routine and boring around here….

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

Amazon

Hey hey everybody. It’s Squirmy on a mega marvelous Monday. And why is it SO extra spectacular? It’s not raining!!!! We had rain all weekend, so besides some rounds of find the lambie and some training, we were pretty darn bored. Oh! But I did have rally class last night – and THAT was the one highlight of my weekend. I love that class.

So since not much was new around here – the Boss told me to look at the Crazy Calendar and some historical stuff to see if there was anything there to write about. And yuppers. I found a fact. Did you know that on this day in 1994, Amazon.com was first founded. Now unless you’re one of those few folks who won’t order things on-line (that’s sure not true in our house!)- chances are you have probably bought something on Amazon. So. I decided to sniff out some facts about Amazon. Here’s an interesting link. Watch the video. I kinda got bored with the part about taxes – that’s not the interesting part in my canine brain. BUT – keep watching and check out the DOGS at Amazon!!!

https://www.businessinsider.com/amazon-jeff-bezos-facts-brand-history-name-2019-3?amp

How cool is that? I also like the fact that Amazon was thankfully smart enough to NOT sell dogs. Or live animals in general. Phew.

Now if your canine kid has a special occasion coming up – like a birthday or a gotcha day or a Wednesday, you might like to take a look at this list of dog items on Amazon.

https://www.bustle.com/life/thousands-of-dog-owners-swear-by-these-37-genius-products-on-amazon-15735181

Now I must admit, some stuff on that list would be useless in our house. Slow feed food bowl? Just turn it over. Anxiety relief stuffed toy? More like stuffing dissection toy. Potty training doorbells? Rip ‘em off the door and run around ringing them like you’re starting a bell choir. Dog sweatshirt? Spare me.

But the number one product in our household IS on the list. #31. The Kong Extreme Dog Toy. We have 6. And My Enforcer would like 6 more. Why? She stuffs them with kibble and yogurt and freezes them. They are the only way she can enjoy a somewhat peaceful breakfast because it keeps me and the Boss busy for at least 20 minutes. The Coyote can’t be bothered with them.

One thing on the list that we own, but My Enforcer never associated with dogs was the black light. She has one to examine old stuff, but she never thought about using it to detect urine. She’s afraid to look…..Not that any of us pees in the house- but I WAS a little puppy once, and who knows what remnants remain….

When we looked up “Polish Lowland Sheepdog” and “Berger Picard” in the Amazon search engine, guess who had more items?! PONs won. 3722 to 2785. That’s a lot of t-shirts and coffee mugs with PONs and Picards. And other stuff too. So two leggeds get coffee mugs with us on them. Can we get dog bowls with little humans on them? I must check.

OK. Time to walk. In the SUN. And then maybe I’ll come home and order something on Amazon. Treats. Lots of treats…

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

A blog about nothing

Howdy doody blogaroos. Squirmy here. Actually, bored Squirmy here. It rained yesterday. Which meant short walks. And a lazy day inside. But it was OK because it wasn’t too hot. So that was good.

So because we’re kinda boring, and we didn’t have any crazy stories, My Enforcer just decided to take some of her 78000+ photos (76984 of which are of us dogs), and she added some quotes that she found on Mr Googly. So this is a blog about nothing.

Ummm- it seems like I got in more photos – POSSIBLY because I’m a baby. A pushy baby. Anyway, hope you enjoy them!

Have a super Saturday!!!!

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

Canada Day. But….

Frodo here blog aficionados. On this the birthday of Canada. And yes. The worst head gear ever.

Now what I am about to write is not meant in any way to be disrespectful or to upset people. And please keep in mind while reading my opinions that I AM just a dog….

There have been some difficult times in the Great White North of late. Canada has discovered and begun to acknowledge some sad reminders of its past – a past that was not always kind to Indigenous peoples. Yes – Canada – the “nice country” has been far from nice. Humans against humans. A concept we canines do not completely understand….

Because of the recent reminders of the bad Canadians, many have suggested that Canada not celebrate its birthday this year. That instead, we take time to remember those Indigenous peoples who were treated terribly. And this is a noble and honorable approach.

On the other hand, we have those who feel great sorrow for that terrible chapter in history. And disdain for those who caused such hardship and suffering. But those people also feel respect and admiration for “the good guys” in Canadian history – those who served to defend this country in times of war – and those who built this country on the best of intentions. And there are many. Like any book, there are bad chapters. And good. One does not trump the other.

We cannot control nor erase the past. But we can learn from it. And hopefully alter our behavior for the future.

Celebrations may be toned down this year, and frankly if there are no fireworks- that is a very good thing – given the fear many dogs have of the mini explosions.

In our home, we acknowledge and feel badly about the horrible past treatment of humans. Dogs should never be treated in such a way – let alone humans! We will treat today as a somber reminder – but also as an opportunity to appreciate those things that ARE good about Canada. And there ARE many. The Dollar Store not being one of them.

Be kind to one another…

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