Hi Bloggie Friends!!!
Hmm....Scruff here. Er...Umm....the only thing I feel badly about is that some of you were worried about me. I only meant to pull the wool over Lacie's eyes, not yours. I mean...I did go out that night looking for a snack; a toad snack. But, I got to Toadster's bush and he had a MAJOR pawty goin' down. Beer, pretzels, cigars, poker and some amazing "Pong" that we played with tennis balls and dog bowls. Hey, I don't have a big bruvver for nothin'. There were some really odd guests at the party. A hermit crab named Sebastian, Bailey...that adorable short puppy with the mini-legs that make her look like a ground hog on wheels...Lacie's words, not mine, a bunch of toads...with Toadster being the prime host. I felt like I fell down the rabbit hole with Alice; as you can see there was a giant bunny there too.
It was soooo doggone much fun that I didn't want to go back in to hear Lacie's nagging. Imagine 3 whole days of being able to pawty. NO RULES. I can tell you the Scruffster was truly unleashed. We had to figure out a way to go home again...(I really needed a bath, oral hygiene...all of that beer and smoke...and a good meal..) without Lacie freaking out. We came up with the Smoochie Kiss Deception. IT WAS HILARIOUS! Kissing a toad, Bailey, and a crab just about did her in. We laughed our fuzzy dog/toad/bunny butts off. After reading that Lacie was truly worried, I do feel kinda bad. I mean, she said she loves me. But I can't believe that she really thought that a Wily Wire could really get swallowed by a Toad. Silly Lakie. I will make it up to her and I'm sure you have some suggestions. BUT, we're not goin' to tell her quite yet. She's being sooooooo nice to me. SSSSHHHHHHH! HEH HEH HEH HEH!!!!!
We have some major unfinished tagging to do. Well.....the favorite food tags just went wrong. Nothing is ever easy in this house. Mumsie cooked some deeelissh corn on the cob. (All of her terriers have enjoyed this treat.) The problem was, Daddy was still at work and noone was here to hold the cob. Bruvver is back at Penn State Obedience School. So Mumsie put the corn on the floor on a dish. HAHAHAHA. AS IF. I snatched that corn so fast and took off with it. Yeppers. By the time Mumsie threw herself on me, half of the cob was missing in action with corn kernels all over the family room carpet. I ran under the kitchen table where Lacie nabbed it and chomped another part off the cob and ate that. We never knew the cobs tasted so scrumptious. Oh, it was great roughage...no problems. After all of that, Mumsie forgot to put the memory stick in the camera. So...
We played the food tag game again today, but a slightly safer version. As you can see in my stoooopendous counter down stay, we love to eat lobster, lamb, chicken, ribs, duck, cheeseburgers, and occasionally roast fox. Lacie wasn't allowed on the counter as her down stays aren't quite so predictable.
As for the middle name game....well...Lacie's registered name is "Queen Anne's Lace." In my humble opinion using Anne as her middle name it would work like this.
Now none of that is very flattering, so I guess I could put a pawsitive spin here...
N...no nonsense...she's the sensible terrier...
N...nippy er not so nice, but she gets a little rough in the bitey face game
E..hmm. I can't think of a nice word that starts with E.
Oh man, I'm too tired to do me now. Maybe Lacie will do mine later. Oh....you have to look at this pic. Mumsie hired this Mechcanical Terrier to dig up a chunk of our backyard to plant more grass for us to play bitey face in. We coulda done the work ourselves. I let him realize that he was on OUR territory. Take that!!!!! Scruffy