Hey hey hey blogaroos. Squirmy Wormy here. With another episode NS Wild Kingdom.

So what’s new here? Well, praise the heavens, My Enforcer’s new phone came in. The old one went from damaged to not working quite right to totally whacky. When she got the new one in the mailbox, she was as happy as she is with three deposits of P3. It was a joyous day. We tried very hard to help her set up the new phone, but she insisted on doing it herself.

We didn’t do a whole lot the past few days. The weather was sunny one minute and rainy and foggy the next. My Enforcer had to drag the Boss out – he’s not into damp conditions. Even fog makes for dewy grass and he hates dewy feet.

So to entertain ourselves, the Coyote and I continued our Humpty Dumpty antics. Which I mentioned the other day. And I also talked about how when we get a bit out of control, one of us is put in solitary confinement aka a crate. If I’m the designated prisoner, My Enforcer puts me in and adds two carabiners to make sure I don’t escape. If the Coyote is the designated prisoner, she just latches the crate door like most people do for most normal dogs. And the Coyote is pretty normal. At least when it comes to crates. He doesn’t even TRY to escape. So locking him up seemed simple….

However…..My Enforcer underestimated the Coyote’s partner in crime. Which would be me. On three occasions now, when the Coyote has been imprisoned, if the guard leaves the room, she comes back and finds the prisoner released. Yup. I let him out. Seriously, the guy would just sit in there whining, so yours truly pushes up the latches, and let’s him out. Cool or what?

Well. It WAS cool. But now she puts the carabiners on the crate when he’s in it too. Spoil sport.

So not much exciting new here. But oh, oh here’s a cool story from Nova Scotia that I’d like to share. Everybody can use a good news story now and then. So check this one out…

https://www.goodnewsnetwork.org/stranger-takes-in-2-dogs-after-car-accident-matthew-van-de-riet/

The world could use more guys like this. Well, maybe we don’t need more – we just need to look for them. They’re out there….

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

Howdy blogaroos. Squirmy Wormy here. But I’m having trouble writing this blog. Because I usually write it on My Enforcer’s iPhone. But guess what?! She smashed it. Not on purpose. She dropped it outside and kaboom. The screen is broken in a gazillion pieces. Plus there are two weird lines running through the display. So like it’s a mess.

And it wasn’t my fault. For a change. She was walking in the house and oopsie, she dropped it on the patio outside. The stone patio. It landed upside down, so she was hoping it might be OK. But when she turned it over, we’ll she groaned. Kind of like when she goes to brush the Boss and she finds all the mats I have created around his head from licking him.

So a phone had to be ordered. She told me she was selling one of us to pay for it. She was just kidding. I think…..

Meanwhile, she decided to paint the infamous deck the other day. She needed 48 hours without rain, so she looked at the forecast and did it the day before yesterday. Try to explain to 3 dogs that we can’t go out on the deck. Which we do every day. She created a massive barricade so we couldn’t get out there, but also so that she could leave the screen open so we wouldn’t die of heat stroke. Every time she went back into the garage, I tried to get out on the deck to inspect her work. And I was sure interested in that paint brush, which she held over her head to keep me from grabbing it. That’s possibly how she got paint in her hair…

What else…..oh I know. The neighbors went away for a few days so she was helping to water their garden while they were gone. But yesterday, she did it BEFORE she fed us breakfast. BAD move. The Boss shouted out that she needed to return. Immediately. And when she didn’t come back, he kept shouting. Continually. And louder and louder. But suddenly, we heard this voice. This tiny voice of My Enforcer saying “BE quiet. BE QUIET!” And The Boss stopped his barking to see where she was. The thing is, she was talking over Big Brother, this webcam thingy we have. As soon as the Boss would run toward the camera – to see where her voice was coming from, he stopped barking. But then he would run away and start again. And she would yell at him. And he would stop. And…you get the picture. He finally caught on that she she wasn’t really anywhere close by, so he just kept on barking. I was still puzzled as to how she was throwing her voice.

Oh plus the Coyote and I are back into our Humpty Dumpty routine. Well – he’s more Humpty and I end up being Dumpty. Although sometimes roles do reverse. But I’m not quite as enthusiastic as he is. When we get totally out of control, My Enforcer breaks us up. A little wrestling, rolling, chasing, and chewing is fine. Even a little Humpty is OK. But when it becomes like an X rated movie, it’s game over. And somebody ends up in a crate. She’s afraid one or both of us will have heat stroke. She worries too much.

So that’s our news today!

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

Howdy doody blogaroos. Squirmy -no stop- Wormy here on a terrific Tuesday.

So. Yesterday morning, My Enforcer and I went on our morning constitutional. We started heading toward the golf course because it was early – and My Enforcer talked to the golf course grounds guy the other day, and she found out that they didn’t spray any Chernobyl stuff on the course this year. Just the greens. And we never walk on the greens anyway – we stick to the paths. So My Enforcer thought we could do part of the course before the golfers arrived.

Anyway as we started walking, My Enforcer heard her name being called. She looked around and there on the road coming behind us was Pigpen and his human. Better known as Jackson the Lab. Now I met him once, but that’s when I was just a little guy. So when he came running toward me, I didn’t know WHAT to think! At first I thought I needed to protect my human. Who am I kidding?!I wanted to protect myself. But when I saw that My Enforcer was all happy to see him, I figured he was safe. And no danger. To either of us.

Anyway, we ended up walking on the course with them. His human was cool. She had treats in her pocket- so I immediately liked her.

Pigpen was off leash most of the time and boy oh boy, he sure likes water! He raced to every single pond and went for a swim. I was amazed. I just stood and watched him like people looking for whales on a whale watching tour. It was crazy how much he liked the water. Clean water and swampy water. Didn’t matter to him. My Enforcer let me off leash for a bit, but I had no interest in taking the plunge. But I still managed to get completely drenched just running around with him. He looks the same all wet. Me not so much.

We had a good run and walk, and I was happy to see him again. We’ll have to book another pee time. That’s my attempt at being funny. Get it? A walk on a golf course? Not tee time but pee time. I thing I’m going to be a comedian when I grow up. Mind you, I already am!

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

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!

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…

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

Hey everybody! It’s Squirmy! And GUESS what day today is?! You give up?! It’s my Gotcha Day! (Not to be confused with the Polish word gacie- which is pronounced almost the same as gotcha – but means underpants…) Nope- it’s not my nickers day – it’s the day I got My Enforcer!!!!

It was a year ago today that she drove through closed borders across provinces and countries – to meet my “Creator” – Maggie who bred my Mom, Maya to my Dad, Baxter – and voila – they got me! And four other siblings. And My Enforcer was SO excited to meet me!

Little did she know just how much her life would change!!! I mean she’s been owned by three dogs at a time before – and she’s had lots of puppies – but I’m one of a kind. We’re still not sure what kind…

But despite a plague, it’s been an amazing year. I’ve learned to adapt to life with two older “brothers.” Well….maybe I should say THEY have learned to adapt to a puddophobic ricocheter. It’s been a year of local exploring and an introduction to the world of obedience and rally. I’ve learned that if you listen, and do what’s asked of you, you get TREATS! And I LOVE treats. Obedience is my thing. Yup I’m a heeling, sitting, spinning, recalling, dropping, retrieving machine. We’ll see if my attention lasts – but if it does, we could find ourselves competing for some of those 50 cent ribbons that cost $25. I can’t wait!!

I’ve learned in the past year that grooming is not as bad as the Boss said, and that blueberries and bananas are yummy. I’m still not sure about lettuce.

I’ve learned that the Boss IS the Boss and the Coyote is the bestest guy to play with. I’ve also learned to check his food bowl when he is done – just in case he leaves me a morsel.

I’ve also learned in the past year how to sit and pose for photos. I’ve learned that the Dollar Store sells some pretty weird junk – but if you sit and wear Dollar Store attire, you get REALLY GOOD treats….

And speaking of which…tomorrow is Canada Day. And here’s a sneak preview of what we were subjected to yesterday….Yup – it’s yours truly running away with the attire.

So I suggest that all blog readers who are owned by dogs, help me celebrate my Gotcha Day by giving your dog a treat! It’s on me!

One other thing – in the last year, you need to know that I wake up happy every single day. I think most of us dogs do. I know that humans don’t always find that easy to do – and that’s where you guys really can take some lessons from us canines. Seriously- we should be taking YOU to obedience class. I’m just a young fella, but this is what I’ve figured out so far…. Life really IS good. Sniff the air. Marvel in the world around you while on a walk. Be happy when you get a treat. Follow instructions. Listen. Roll in the grass. Bite your toys – not others. Respect your elders. Eat what’s good for you – not carpets and chair legs. Be excited when you see someone you love. And finally, don’t pee on the vegetables.

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