Highlights and Gator Wrasslin'!!!!!

OH MY!!! Before I get into the Poker Game, I just HAD to show you girls the highlights on this um terrier. Look at her beardie...I'm takin' this pic to the groomin' spa with me the next time...they musta had those foils put on pawfectly!!!!

Look at her back...perfectly positioned highlights...from dark brown to light frosted....I AM COMPLETELY IMPRESSED!!!

The Poker Pawty was a complete disaster. Only a few brave doggies showed up to play...so it was mostly Turtles and Gators. It was TERRIERFYING. I guess I should have known when Mr. Gator started callin' me "that tasty little morsel," but in my defense, I thought he was referrin' to some of the Horse Dovers that I had made.

I had run into the kitchen to bring out a fresh plate of chips and gawk a moley and when I came out, Scruff and Babystan were hogtied and the Gators were buildin' a fire. They grabbed me makin' me spill the nasty green gawk a moley all over my blond highlights. I screamed and screamed.....

AND STUFFIE STAN CAME TO THE RESCUE.....!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Our hero!!!

He ran in a zig zag pattern TOWARD the gator and JUMPED ON HIS BACK!!!!!

He wriggled his way up toward his strong gator jaws.......even lost his shades and hat there for a while with all his exertions!!!

AND GRABBED THOSE JAWS AND HELD THEM OPEN......!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(He's had lotsa practice watchin' Mumsie tryin' to get stuff outta Scruffy's mouth!)

And for good measure....Mumsie came and SAT on him. That could kill anybody....!!!!!!

You were all right in voicin' your concerns.....

GATORS SHOULD NOT BE MESSED WITH!!!!!

Lacie Girl!

Bustin' Outta Camp!

Hey Lacie Girl here...we WERE at camp, but we had a hoooge poker pawty last night, and Scruffy um incurred some debt so to speak.....it seemed prudent to leave as quickly as possible. So Scruffy and I climbed on Stan's back and rode to Hilton Head to see Mumsie, Daddy, Bruvver, Cat Woman and their respective significant others. Check out the new friends we made. These guys live right by our condo...Mr. Gator is about 4 feet long and moves fairly quickly....Tom the Turtle is a slow dude...we're havin' a poker pawty with them tonight...if any of ya wanna come down it ought to be a good time. 'Sides, Bruvver has the fridge stocked full of Corona and limeys...not to mention chips, salsa and fresh guack a moley dip...mmmmmmmmm!!!
Ya shoulda seen Big Bruvver freak when Mr. Gator startin' comin' outta the water to visit...he was takin' his pic down on his haunches and almost fell on his butt tryin' to stand up...Mumsie just took off...no questions asked!!!!!
Look at that nice smile he has...he looks an awful lot like Babystan when ya hold a cookie over his long Dale snout.

I think he's smilin' at the fact that Scruffy is the worst poker player on earth and he's gonna TAKE ALL HIS MONEY tonight.....

I need to go and get the food ready for the pawty...not too sure what the reptiles are gonna eat.

OH MY....YOU DON'T THINK THEY'RE PLANNIN' ON EATIN' US DOGS, DO YA???????

Scaly Barks....

Laciegirl!!!

Clumsie Mumsie and Goodie Exchange!!!

Babystan here....sorry we haven't posted much this week...Mumsie's been frantic with work, Sullivan's disappearance, tryin' to pick paint colors, and the fact they have the suitcases out and we seem to be going to camp. I see a lot of swimsuits and beach towels out....NO FAIR!!!!!

Um...about Sullivan. Gulp. Well...Scruff and Lacie put this really cool package together for Agatha and Archie's Barkday. I had nuthin' to contribute. So...Sullivan was sleepin' so I scooped that Wheelie up, dumped him in the box and sealed it quick before he woke up. Then I got WHEELY WORRIED that he would DIE in that box....from the heat. I needn't have fretted. That Dawg partied all up the East Coast. We've been gettin' GINORMOUS bills for pizza and beer from the UPS people. We know he made it to A & A's with his wheels intact. Mumsie is not pleased. She said PL2 has NO IDEA how much a dog with four hollow leggies can eat. It's not gonna be pretty.

This is our brand new dog proof sofa. It has a ten year warranty against dog poop, pee, rawhide slime, pukie and anything else we can do to it. What it does NOT have a warranty for is latex paint. Yeppers...not pretty around here yesterday. Mumsie was kneelin' on the sofa paintin' one of those test spots...Lacie jumped up and sniffed Mumsie's arm. She jerked her arm away and dumped A LOT of paint on the cushion. The carpet cleaner people (with whom she is on a first name basis...) ran right over and worked on that stain forever. And didn't charge her. Musta thought I was cute in my extended downstay!!!!

So last night...she manages to dump MORE paint on it...TWO more times. Sofa is obviously a paint magnet or Mumsie is clumsie. HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!

Psycho Bambi has left the building...er, yard. In her place is Psycho Turkey, eatin' bird foodie outta the bird feeder. Least he doesn't attack!!!!!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! Agatha and Archie got US in the International Goodie Exchange. They sent their box forever ago and Mumsie made us wait till today while she's packin' to open it.....WAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

First a card that Ag and Arch had roached on to give us their scent!!! MMMMM...that Agatha smells good. Um Arch...what brand deodorant are ya usin'...or not usin'.....HAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!!

Look at the spread on this floor!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

There's Scruffy readin' a bookie PL2 sent for Mumsie....What Dogs Teach Us!!! (Maybe there is a chapter in there bout paintin' walls and not spillin' it!!!!!)

Oh Yummers....2 mail people and ONE CAT!!!!!!!!! What can I say?????????

AND THE BEST....CAN YOU BELIEVE THESE?????? Beer and wine Stuffies????????

Lacie got the wine one and Scruffy got the beer!!! We have never ever seen anything SO COOL!!!!!!!!!

BUT!!!! I got the best stuff in the box. These totally cool plastic bubble things to POP!!! The little dogs tried to fight me for them, but NO. I won! I popped all of them!!!!!

There are 3 tasty corncobs, hard rope balls and too many things to count. Except our blessings of good friends and Dogs With Blogs!!! Thank you A & A for ur generosity!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

On another VERY IMPORTANT SUBJECT........................

Look at this puppy pic of me playin' BITEY FACE with one of my sibs!!!!!!!!!!

Or this pic of multiple Dale pups includin' my sissy in the water bowl......Yep...I am in this pic....accordin' to Grandma C., my breeder...I was the chunkamuffin in the litters.

I say litters PLURAL cuz my dogmom Bubbles died not even a day after I was born. So my Aunt raised us...nursed her own litter of eight Dales and mine of nine. Last May was a crazy one for us when we were born.......Seventeen Dale puppies for Auntie to look after and the hoomans to supplementally bottle feed....gives a new meanin' to being up all night!

Is this pic not a blogger's dream?????????????? I mean, how CUTE were we???????????

And I'm postin' all this for a REASON!!!

My breeder Grandma Cathy and my bro, Dutch and my dogdad, Chance STARTED A BLOG!!!!!!!!! They don't know anyone yet so...........

PLEASE GO TO THERE BLOG AND MEET THEM AND TELL 'EM WE SENT YA!!!!!!!!

They have a bunch of Dales and some amazin' JRT's, and some CATS. Click on this link to go and visit!!!!!

We terriers will be at Camp, but Mumsie will try to keep ya posted bout our week ahead....

Barkin' at ya....

Stanley

Sullivan's Missin' and Psycho Bambi Needs Therapy!

Has any Dog, Kitty or Hammie seen Sullivan, our Wheelie?? He's missin'! We've looked high and low. BUT....he is one of Seymour's Pups and the proverbial apple doesn't fall far from the proverbial tree. Call my cell or text me if anyone has info on this Wheelie's Whereabouts.

Ahh...the continuing saga of Psycho Bambi. Last week's theory as to why Bambi was attackin' us was she was hidin' a fawn in the woods.

This week's theory is: SHE THINKS ONE OF US IS HER BABY!!!!! That maybe she lost a fawn...or is havin' one of those pseudo deer pregnancies ya always hear about.

Scruffy? Naaaaa...too white and his breath smells too bad to be a fawn.

Me? Naa...it'd have to be a pretty premature fawn to be my size. Plus, I've never seen a fawn with 'dorable blond highlights. I look NUTHIN' like a fawn.

That leaves....DRUMROLL................................

FAWN BABYSTAN!!!!!!!

Hahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That crazy deer is mistakin' the King of Terriers for a FAWN?????

Oh let me just roll on my back and howl with laughter. Look at him in that pic....just the Dale epitome of hoomiliation!!!!!

And to make matters worse...he got a letter from his father Dale, Chance...goes like this....

Stanley, My Boy....this is your father, Chance. Bit concerned and embarrassed, Son. You are the King of the Terrier-ists. Staring at a deer does not work-ya think ur a Border Collie?

Charge that deersie and bite HER (Jeesh... a girl deer??) in the BUTT!!! Let me know when you take her down; I'll be over for some venison-like mine very rare...no need to fire up the grill!!

Ur afraid of Bambi? That must come from your mother's side, God rest her soul..... ( Stan's mother died shortly after giving birth to him...)

But ur Grandma sez that's hogwash...her genes are perfect!

I know ya have a nice set of b**ls, use 'em boy...Be brave, stand tall and repeat..."I am the King of the Terrier-ists!!! Protect ur mumsie at all times; don't let Bambi bamboozle ya!!!!!

Your loving father, Chance

Pee Ess...Grandma just told me ya had some snip snip job a while ago...have no idea what's she's talkin' about...do you?????

I thought Stan would collaspe from the embarassment. But NO!!!! Guess what he did!!!

That dumb Dale went up to Bambi and asked in this odd high pitched Dale voice......."MAMA?"

Pathetic...and we live with this guy......

Lacie

Pee Ess...Thank Dog Aire Ruby hasn't gone to these measures...(pawdon the pun...) especially with the number of Substantial Wires who fly her....check out this ficticious web site...it ran as a joke in the Philidelphia newpapers....and some believed..... http://flyderrie-air.com/

It's hilarious!

Bambi Strikes!!!

Gilbert here...Oh My....The triple terriers of trouble went out today to use the facilities...and THAT SAME DEER that's been starin' at us came out of the woods again. She keeps comin' back.

Another stare down. THEN SHE ATTACKED!!!!! She chased all three dogs! And TRIED TO KICK THEM! Mumsie completely flipped out and started screamin' out the kitchen door. Big Bruvver was more efficient and ran outside and chased Ms. Deer and tossed a few tennis balls at her...missed completely...he did play baseball for 10 years too...

We all came in where it was safe. Mumsie talked to a Naturalist with the County Parks who said Ms. Deer is really Mommy Deer and is protectin' a baby. She said she'll do this for another week or so. Hmm. I mean, the dogs have to potty sometime.

Mumsie let them out again at dinnertime watchin' carefully. Yeppers. Two seconds later Mama Deer comes chargin' into the yard....AND CHASED MUMSIE. To say she wasn't pleased is an understatement. She grabbed the pooper scooper and stinky pooper rake and smashed them together with a loud bang and Mama Deer retreated back to the woods. It's a war now....

To hear them all describe the deer, she looks like this!?! Um...well...I don't think so.

Lacie, Babystan and Scruffy are bringin' suit against the deer. Like hirin' an attorney for representation. Yep...Scruffy hired himself. For the uninformed, Scruffy is a law student who does take cases now and then. That deer doesn't stand a chance against the Scruffman. Tune in next week to find out how this case develops!!!!!

Gilbert

TRIPLE OVERTIME?????????????

STANLEY'S........

BOWL???????

OR STANLEY'S CUP????????????

We're hangin' in there!!!!!!!

Babys....NO.....Posted by Stanley!!!!!

Pee Ess

Hey, I pulled outta my collar last nite...Mumsie was tryin' to make us walk past the SCARY HOUSE. Ya know...the one with the insane Westie...so I decided to do my walk/run in the other direction. Mumsie flipped out and dropped Scruffy's leash...hahahahaha!! He's tons harder to catch. She grabbed Scruffy and gave chase, but couldn't catch me. So she planted her caboose on the sidewalk AND GAVE SCRUFFY HUGS AND KISSES and ignored me. Of all the nerve! Hmm...of course I ran right back. I wanted kissies too....what a low down dirty trick....my first chance of FREEDOM...ruined.

A Dog's Life!!!

Here we are telepathically communicatin' with Mumsie...FEED US MARROW BONES.

Works every time....lookie that these sweeties....mmmmmmmmmm...for the purists out there, Mumsie only boils 'em long enough so she doesn't have to look at the blood on them....she sez she sees enough blood at workie!!

Look at Babystan tryin' to make himself invisible as he sneaks in an attack on the bones....
Not so sneaky here...Oh, to be a counter-surfin' Dale....

Mumsie with the goods...NO, I DID NOT PICK OUT HER OUTFIT. Yeesh.....

Big Dog...Big Bone....

Little Dog....Big Bone....

Impossibly Cute Dog....Ginormous Bone!!!!!

Oh Man...they make us thirsty!!!!!

And today.....well...IT'S SUMMER!!! It's a dog's life 'round here!!!!!!!!

Lacie

Pee Ess

So glad Asta's Daddi is feelin' better!!!! Sounds like Herc got some good news too....

We're still sendin' zen to Opy for Charlie Down Under....he's had some trouble with his pacemaker....