Snow Dog

I am the snow dog!

I love to play and run in the snow with the big dogs.

First I get Lady's attention..,


then I circle around..,

and leap up to make sure that she sees how big and fierce I am..,

and then I pounce and down she goes. Am I good or what?

Best snow doggy friends.

Breakfast Buddies

Hello!

I thought I'd show you how I start each day.

Here I am keeping a close eye on the Master as he cooks up his breakfast.

I am ready to spring up at a moment's notice.

At last breakfast is ready.

Talk about anticipation...

I carefully take the meaty (or rather fatty) morsel from the Master's hand.

Am I lady or what?

I get to eat what he doesn't want- the best parts.

Talk about whisker lickin good!

Sometimes I even stand up on my hind legs to make sure that I get every crumb.

Then I wait patiently for the next piece.

Oh, what a good dog am I!

Lucy Lou

Summer Fun

Hello!

Check out my cute doggy smile. Am I photogenic or what?
Really it was because I was jealous- just don’t tell anyone else okay?

My Master fell in love with an abandoned golden German shepherd and came home all excited to tell my Mistress about her. It was all he could talk about. He even ignored me. Well, without asking my opinion- not that I am hard hearted or anything as if any critter should feel sorry for abandoned animals it would be me, but it was the idea you see- they ended up bringing Lady back home to stay with the rest of us dogs.

And then if that wasn’t bad enough my Mistress started taking all kinds of pictures of this other dog. I do have to admit that Lady sat real still for my Mistress while she kept snapping pictures of her, but when my Mistress kept sweet talking to Lady and totally ignoring me, I finally had enough and got some attention by whining a bit. I do know down deep inside that no matter how many dogs my Master and Mistress might get I still will always be the favorite of my Mistress, but still it doesn’t hurt to remind her once in awhile.

Well then if my Mistress didn’t go and sit me right in the middle of a bunch of her flowers- quite an honor let me tell you usually if any of us dogs start to walk through her flowers she scolds us and shoos us away- so I sat real still and gave my best doggy smile while my Mistress took some pictures of me. Of course, just between you and me, the one reason I was so anxious to have my picture taken is because when my Mistress is done snapping with her funny little silver box thing that she holds up in front of her face is that I get a doggy treat for being such a good dog. I was determined that if that new dog was going to get a treat so was I. You can believe it that I don’t miss out on any treats going around.

I really don’t mind having another dog around as it gives me another doggy person to play with. No matter how lazy those big dogs get outside I can usually rouse one of them to play with me. When I am outside I like to run around and sniff at everything.

I’ve really have had lots of fun playing in the dirt as it has been dry where I live. You wouldn’t believe how dirty and dusty I can get. I lie down and roll around and dust myself real good while kicking up my heels. I always shake myself off like a good dog should, but my Mistress still shakes her head over all the dirt that I manage to drag inside despite my short summer haircut.

Well I need to go now and see what all those other dogs are doing outside. I don’t want to miss any fun. See you later!

Lucy Lou

Puppies and more Puppies

Hello!

You wouldn’t believe all the excitement and uproar around our place lately. My Mistress rescued six puppies!

Those critters are the noisiest fur balls around. Unless they are taking a puppy nap they are in constant motion: fighting, playing, falling over their own paws, running into stuff, jumping, and yelping. At times it seems like there are a dozen puppies instead of just six. I know I never was that noisy when I was a pup.

And even though my Mistress put them in an enclosed garden where they would be safe do you think they stay there and behave like a decent pup should? Oh no. They wiggle out any cracks or holes that they can find so my Mistress and Master have to keep blocking up places so they can’t get out. Then those pups poke their heads through the lattice holes and get stuck every time you turn around. You would think after getting wedged in a tight spot one time that it would teach them a lesson not to put their head through the holes again. When they get stuck and can’t move they put up such a racket until my Mistress rescues them that it hurts my ears. You wouldn’t believe the clamor one pup can make not to mention six. If nothing else they should make good watch dogs when they grow up.

Shep, Natasha, Sandy, and I are worn out helping our Mistress keep track of them by guarding the fenced in area until there wasn’t any time left to train those pups on how to be a civilized dog. And if any pups needed trained those six sure did. They kept us so busy until we were running in circles. About the time I’d go to take a well deserved nap one of those pups would start hollering again. I tell you I am plum dog tired.

After five days of babysitting those pups Best Friends, our local animal sanctuary, came and took them. I have to confess that it did touch my doggy heart to see those tiny critters leave, but what a relief! I know that they are in a safe place with someone, who loves dogs watching over them. And now I can finally take a dog nap without being disturbed, although my ears are still ringing from all the din of the past five days. I just hope that my Mistress doesn’t find any more pups needing rescued any time soon. I’d rather have some peace and quiet where a dog can doze the day away if so inclined.

Well I’ll sign off now. I need to take another doggy nap to catch up on some of my sleep.

Lucy Lou

Dog Days of Summer

Hello… yawn… yawn.
Sorry, you’ll have to excuse me,
but these dog days of summer when the weather is
hot it is such a perfect time to snooze.
y..a..W..N, now where was I?

Oh yes. It is time for me to update you on the latest happenings of my doggy life. Sorry if I’m running late, but then I certainly am not in any hurry to do anything now-a-days. The dog days of summer- did you notice that even a season of the year is named for us dogs?- is my most favorite time of the year when a dog can sleep the day away.

As you can see from my latest picture I can go to sleep in just about any position, but I don’t want to get ahead of my story. During these dog days of summer I spend most of the day taking doggy naps even though I get to stay in the air conditioned house while the other big dogs outside hide under the porch to stay cool and sleep. Everything is slow an easy around here that is except for Mamma- my Mistress.

Like I said before my mamma is real fussy about her house. Especially when it comes to fleas my mamma gets really uptight. The way my mamma battles fleas you’ve not seen anything like it in all your born days. Between you and me, I have to admit that fleas are
nasty little critters that makes a dog itch and scratch.

Each day during the summer at least once, sometimes twice, my mamma will call me and I run and hop up onto the bed. That’s when my mamma really goes to work. She brushes and combs each inch of my fur checking out each crevice and crack in search of fleas. As soon as she spies one she’ll nab it and drown it in a small bowl of soapy water. She doesn’t just comb me just one time mind you, but maybe three or four times rolling me from side to side. And if the fleas are bad my mamma will grunt and groan making all sorts of huffing and puffing sounds as she works.

I’ve learned to just relax and let her work me over. Between combing out my fur and rubbing my tummy every little bit, I get a complete doggy massage. And if she pulls my fur my mamma always apologizes. By the time my mamma is done searching for fleas, I don’t have any itchy spots and I’m completely relaxed. In fact my mamma says that I sometimes sleep so soundly as she works me over that I snore. I was sound asleep when she took this picture of me.
Talk about having a snoozy good doggy time! All a dog has to do to get a great body massage is get some fleas in their fur and have a Mistress like my mamma. Am I luck or what?
Well now it’s time for another doggy nap. YAWN. See you later-

Lucy Lou

Dirty Dog Versus Clean Dog

Hello everyone!

Have I ever been having fun playing in the mud? Just check out my paws. You wouldn’t believe how dirty and muddy one dog can get.

You know the saying, “April showers bring May flowers”, well it has been May and June showers as well. My Mistress keeps a small towel at the front and back door to wipe off my paws when it rains, and I’m trained to stop right inside the door before running though the house, but sometimes when I get my entire legs all covered in mud- not to mention my tail and body- my Mistress will shake her head, make all kinds of noises, and runs water for a bath. My Mistress is so fussy about a little bit of mud don’t you think?

For myself I don’t see anything wrong in enjoying all the mud that a dog can get into. The best mud is down in the woods at the stream. Us dogs love to go there and play, especially on a hot day. You can make all kinds of splashes in the water and dig around in the cool mud along the bank. I even lay down in the stream sometimes just like Sandy does. Or else when you are all wet and your fur is soaked through it is lots of fun to roll around on the ground to dry out. Dirt or leaves is better than grass any day for something like that.

I do shake my fur off, promise, before I come inside or at least when I think of it unless I get distracted by play, but it still never satisfies my Mistress. She still thinks I am a dirty mess. I know that if she would only wait I’d eventually dry out and leaving some doggy paw prints around the house would not be the end of the world, but my Mistress gets in quite a tizzy every time she sees me covered in mud. I even try to hide when I hear the water running in the back bathroom as I’ve figured out that is the sign of a bath to come, but my Mistress always finds me anyway. While my Mistress keeps saying that I am the dirtiest dog around, I personally think I am the cleanest. What do you think?

Lucy Lou

Happy Easter

Happy Easter to all my friends!

Early Easter Sunday morning I followed my Mistress around all her flower beds as she cut daffodils to make a spring bouquet to give to the wives of my beloved friend, Clayton, and his brother, Cecil, who both died of cancer.

I confess that I don’t have much time to sit around now-a-days and think about the loss of my dear friend as the world outside my house is coming alive with all kinds of interesting plants poking up out of the ground that I have to sniff and check out every time I go outside. In fact I love being outdoors this time of the year racing around in mad circles for sheer joy as my Mistress plays in the dirt in her flower beds- something that she doesn’t allow me to do- or snooze in the warm sunshine on the porch when my Mistress rocks in her rocking chair and drinks a cup of hot tea. Of course when my Mistress is occupied, I find myself a nice soft spot or an interesting smell and start doing some digging myself. After all I am a dog and what dog doesn’t like to dig?

When the Master tilled up a new garden spot in front of the woods all us dogs went crazy running and rolling around in the soft dirt. And when our Mistress started planting seeds were we ever curious about what she was doing. She was quite particular and didn’t want us near her. Talk about suspense! Every little bit we would sneak close and sniff at the dirt where my Mistress was working, but we never could figure out what her intense fascination with certain spots of the garden was all about. Even those small colored packets that she guarded real close didn’t give us a clue though I sniffed them every chance I got. It was quite mysterious let me tell you. I sat with the big dogs and closely watched every move my Mistress made, but I am still baffled.

Meanwhile the highlight of every day is running through the woods with the big dogs. I have to run double time to keep up with their long legs that as twice as long as mine, but I never let them leave me behind. No sir. I may be smaller, but I have lots of energy.

Well I need to sign off here and check out what the other dogs are doing outside. See you later.

Lucy Lou