Airedale or Pekingese???

Wast nite, is kepted putting my paw by the compooter twying to bwog, but Sadie was hoggin it. Just cuz she camed fwist--sheesh.

Anyway, wast night we wented for a vewy nice walk in our favorite park--the one wif the waterin hole from an earlier blog. Well, we wunned into a guy and hearded him talking to mum. Hewe's what he said.

Guy: Are your dogs brother and sister?
Mum: No, they are both female and are not at all related, just the same breed.
Guy: Well, the Pekingnese are such a nice breed. They are very cute. (The he walks on).

I noticed mum turned and watched him go wif a funny wook on hers face.

So, whenen we's got home,i 'cided to figwure out why mum thoughted that guy was so cwazy.

Here is a pekingese:



So, no wonder mum thoughted that guy was so cwazy! We are Airedales, and Airedales are nothing like Pekingese!! See:

Catching up (with lots of pictures)

Okay, mum has been very bad about getting the pictures off of the camera and onto the computer so we could blog. We had a couple of posts started, but have since decided to abandon them in favor of this rather long post.

So, Boatey learned a new trick--eating from a kong.





(Boatey: man, these thingies is gweat. They's fulls of yummmy stuff. I nevwer knewed that life could be sooooo good! Why didn't I's catch onto this sooner?!?!?)

This development has upset me greatly. Previously, mum would fill two kongs with peanut butter, cottage cheese and kibble, but Boatey would abandon hers, leaving me with two delictable treats. Now, I am left to suffer with a single kong:



Of course, I still manage, somehow, to enjoy my measly, single kong:





(Mum's note: the kongs are a bribe--they give me a few minutes to do yoga without the dogs running between my legs and licking my face)

Now, earlier this week, we had a lovely hike. It had rained all weekend, but the sun came out just in time for the hoomans to go back to work. Fortunately, mum loves hiking almost as much as we do. The trail we took is one of my particular favorites. It has lovely depressions along the way--perfect for catching rainwater and creating PUDDLES. Now, I do not get too excited about much, but I LOVE PUDDLES. Well, on Tuesday, Boatey and I got way ahead of mum when we knew a puddle was coming up. When she couldn't see us, we played a lovely game of biteyface. Our particular version of bitey face involves attempting to swallow the other's face and then flipping her over. We had a lovely time. Then, an awful thing happened. When we got home, mum decided to bathe us! She muttered something about mud clods hanging from our furnishings and having just vacuumed. I don't see a problem, but she seems to think she is in control!











(mum's note: The only way to bathe Boatey is to get into the tub with her. She is still terrified of running water. We suspect someone turned a hose on her as punishment or that she was left under sprinklers when she was left in a kennel by her previous "owner." This bath went pretty well. I was able to just sit on the edge of the tub with her between my legs as opposed to having to sit down in the tub and hug her tight while her papa shampooed her all up! Yeah Boatey!!!!)

Surprise

Our friends Ellie & Harley gave us a great surprise!





This helped get us throught waiting for dad. He is now home safe and sound. (Don't worry, he gave us lots of pets and scratches to make up for leaving us all weekend.)

We have decided to pass this on to our Boston Buddies, Ozzie and Rocky!

We miss our Daddy!!

Our daddy left for the weekend to wisit wif his famiwy. He's calwwed us wots, but it's not the sames as havin him heres to pway wif us. Wast nite, mum took us to the doggie pwark. It was fun, but when daddy wasn't home whenen we gots back, it was wery, wery uspsettin!!

My sisdale, Sadie, just went n pouwted! Seees what i mean:



i's waited fur daddy a looooooooooooon time, but then my eyes gots wearry, wearry heapy:



Mum says dad will be back tomorrow. I cant's waipt.

Boatey

I love stuffies

It is well established that I love stuffies. Yesterday, after a lovely romp at the dog park, I decided to relax with my collection.







Cheers,
Sadie

(mum note: sorry about the photo quality. Dad is gone for the weekend, and he took the camera with him. We girls have been forced into using a camera phone)

Saturday was a no-good-very-bad day (but Sunday was fun)

To be fair, Saturday started out as a lovely day. Dad took us to meet up with some doggie friends. It had rained the night before, so there were plenty of good, dead worms to roll in!! Boatey found a great spot and guarded it fiercely--she would even let our buddy Joey (a pom) near it! He was smart to leave--Boatey's mouth is larger than his entire body.

Then, something awful happened. The hoomans decided we needed groomed. Boatey is finally learning that grooming does not equal death. She looks lovely in her new do:



My story does not have such a happy ending. Now, I do not mind the clippers, but I detest the scissors. There is simply no reason that those horrible things need ever come near my face. However, as I tried for the one-hundredth time to let my parent know that I HATE scissors--well, the most awful, dreaded, horrible event happened. Mum's hand slipped as I was tossing my head in disgust. I went from this magnificient, gorgeous, beautiful 'dale with tremendous scruffles:




To this:



Now, Mum claims it needed to look like this because at least this look is even. I am almost so humiliated that I don't want to leave the house. Almost.

On Sunday evening, the hoomans coaxed us out of the house with the promise of a hike. We adore hiking. This was just a quick hike on some off-leash trails at a park in town.





However, it wasn't very busy, so we could play chase.





And we got loads of pets along the way!



Also, near the end of the loop is a delightful waterhole.



So, as you can see, this weekend was like an oreo. The outsides were good, but the middle was something entirely different.

Cheers,
Sadie (who cannot wait for her hair to grow back).

Carnage

Now as you know, we girls like our stuffies. However, sometimes our baser instincts kick in and we much de-squeakey a stuffie or two. Please note: Graphic image follows. Younger viewers may wish to leave the room.*




*no real animals were harmed in the making of this blog, but one stuffed hippo suffered a decapitation!

yoga dales

After work, our mum comes home and plays with us for a few minutes. Then its into the living room for yoga. We love the living room, but sometimes it is just hard to let her have enough peace and quiet to practice her yoga. Instead, we want to practice!!




















Of course, our mum has taught us that the most important part of any practice is svasana (final relaxation).

Car Game

Maggie and Mitch tagged us to play this very cool game.
It's what kind of vehicle you are; you have to think of what type of vehicle your personality most resembles.

Sadie: Although knowledgeable about most subjects, I was uncertain about this particular subject. I view cars as a means to transport me to amusing places and never consider their personality. Therefore, I consulted with my father. He promtply said that I was a:


I am lean and love to run. Plus, I am the kind of dog that makes people turn their heads for another look.

Boatey: I's luv cars. They's the bestest thing in the whole wide world. I love riding in them, letting my head hang out the window, my earses fwapping in the breeze! I also askded my daddy what kinda car I should be. He said:


He wasn't sure if I should be black or silver, though, so I choosed silver. I runs soooooooo fast, I looks like a streak, and silver seemed more likes a streak to me's.

Hi-Jinks (Again)

Recently, I've decideded that the toes of white socks are yummy--clean or dirpty, they's yummy. Well, last night my daddy slipped a nice fresh pair into his bag. He left the bag ons the bedroom floor and it wasn't zipped. After the lights went out ('cept for my nightlight--gots to have that 'cuz i's scared of the dark), i slipped off my bed and took that bundle of socks.

Course, I was foiled. Before I could have my mid-night snack, daddy slipped out of bed and noticed me "cuddling" the socks. (it looked all cute, but I was just warming them up so's they'd taste yummier!)

Boatey

(mum's note: yes, Boatey really is scared of the dark. She would pace and refuse to sleep at night. Then, after a visit to her gramma's, where there is a nightlight and she slept all night long, we put a night light in our room. Now she lays down and sleeps all night)

Hi-Jinks

Well, I've improffed on a game my sisdale Sadie taughted me. You see, every afternoon mom comes home and puts her walkin clothes on the bed while she hangs up her work clothes. Now, a longlonglonglonglonglong time ago, I leart that it's okay to grab her socks off of the bed and then make her try to take them. (BTW, she gets rearry mad if you do this wif her pantyhose or suitpants when she's gettin ready for work. I don't like whenen she goes to work, but she says she has to pay for our dog food somehow. Neither Sadie or I's do this game wif work clothes--We's very smart 'dales and we know the difference. )

Anway, on to the improffments. Yesterday, I grabbed the socks, but then I spotted something white underneath. Now, I have seen mom put this on under her shirt, and I know she wears it walkin. I figured, if'n socks are fun, wouldn't this thing be fun to take. You got it. I grabbed it in my big white teef and danced down the hall. Mom started to call my name, and tell me to get back--but NO!! I was dancin round the island in the kitchen, with my mom's BRA in my mouf. I tells you, it was a fun, fun,fun game. I wonder if she will leave it one the bed again soon, so'in I's can make laps wif it?

(Mum note: there will be no pictures of this incident, as I wasn't about to become a topless photographer!! By the time I got my shirt on, she had dropped the very slimey undergarment on the kitchen floor and returned to the socks)

Scattergories

We joined Dogs with Blogs, and have made some new friends. Maggie and Mitch--two gorgeous 'dales--were playing this game. It looked like fun!

Rules: Use the 1st letter of your name to answer each of the questions. They must be real places, names, things…nothing made up! If you can’t think of anything, skip it. You can’t use your own name for the boy/girl name question.

1. Famous Singer --Steffani (Gwen); Bono
2. Four Letter Word --$h!*; BARK
3. Street – Sheridan Ave, Sheridan, WY; Bannock, Boise
4. Color -- Silver; Black
5. Gifts -- Super yummy treats; Best home ever!!
6. Vehicle -- Saab; Buick
7. Things in a souvenir shop – signs; baubles
8. Boy name -- Sue (think Johnny Cash!); Bob
9. Girl name -- Sybil; Bella
10. Movie Title -- Shawshank Redemption; Bourn Identity
11. Drink -- Shyrah; Bourbon
12. Occupation -- Salesman; banker
13. Celebrity – Samuel L. Jackson; Brittany Spears
14. Magazine – Shape; bon appetit
15. U. S. city – Seattle; Boise!!
16. Pro sports – Sharks (San Jose); Broncos (Denver)
17. Fruit -- Star Fruit; Bananas
18. Reason for being late for work – Stomache Flu; Been throwin' up
19. Something You Throw Away -- Shoes that have been chewed; Bones that have been cooked (darn)
20. Things You Shout – Shut up!; Boring
21. Cartoon Character -- spider man; batman

Middle Name Game

We got a new cyber-dale friend (Bogart the Handsome), and found this fun game on his site. Here’s how it goes:

List one fact that is somehow relevant to you and your life for each letter of your middle name. If you don’t have a middle name, use the middle name you would have liked to have had.



Sadie: My full name (at least when I am being cute and good) is: Sadie Wadie Puppy Bear.


W: W is for WONDERFULLY DELIGHTFUL--which I am every day (although my parents might say it is for WRECKING HAVOC--they believe that is my favorite game)
A: A is for AIREDALE, the most wonderful breed in the world, and of which I am a proud memeber
D: D is for DIRTY, which is what I my paws are when I work on expanding my pit in the back yard. D is also for DIGNITY--I am an incredibly dignified Airedale.
I: I is for ICKY--which is how I feel about certain foods (like bananas) even though I insist on stealing such treats from my parents. I is also for INSISTENT, which is exactly how stongly I feel about doing what I want, when I want!
E: E is for EXTREMELY BEAUTIFUL. I even prance if we meet someone on the street and they notice how pretty I am!


Boatey: My fwull name is Boatie Wotie Luv Bug Dale. I even answere to Bug! I's gettin' smawrter.



L: L is for LOVEY DOVEY, which is how I twreat my new parents. They is wondurpul to me!
U: U is for UCKY, that's what my parents say when I eat stuff I's not s'possed da
V: V is for VALIENT--that's how I act when i hear a noise outside--i give it my best, loudest, deepest ARRROUGH. Even if it's just my daddy coming home! Course, if'in its somebody that I don't know, I run and hide!

B: B is for BEAUTIFUL, I knows I'm beautipul now, 'cuz my new parents tell me that all the time! B is also for BEARD--i's have a trwemendous beard--it holds lots of water!
U: U is for UNBELIEVABLY WILD--that's my reaction when my parents get howme from work. I run 'round like a heathen--they say, anyway.
G: G is for GOTCHA--that's one of my favowrite games. It works like this: I runs up behind a hooman, and poke them, whens they turn around, I look at them like I's sayin' "GOTCHA" and then scamper away. Mommy loves this when she is in nice work clothes!! G is also for GOOD-- i's a good 'dale now. I learned manners in this new place, so I gets to go lotsa pwaces with my sisdale and parents.

My First A-Day

Monday, August 20 was my A-day. Yup, it's one year since I came to live wif these nice people and my sisdale, Sadie. To celeprate, my momma took us to the pet store, and we gots to pick out new toys!!!! Yeah, I luv the pet store--it has lots of good smells and nice ladies who pat my head.

Well, we gots two indoor toys and two outdoor toys. First, we got two stuffies: a baboon that squeaks, and a dog that squeaks, too. I love the baboon:

Of course, Sadie loves stuffies more than me, so sometimes she hogs the new stuffies:

Moftly, though, we share the toys. Particularly the outside ones. For outside, we gots a new Kong Wubba, and a ball-ropey thing. Heerwe's me wif the Wubba--it's sooooo fun to chew!

Heerwe's me wif the rope thing. It's lotsa fun to chew, too!

And heewrwe's me and my sis--Sadie. We luv to play in the yard.

Lots of Firsts

Well, August started off right. We got to take our first camping trip--to the Oregon coast. That means not only did we sleep in a tent for the first time, we also saw the ocean for the first time. We were not so fond of the ocean--whenever mom or dad tried to get in, even just up to their ankles, we barked like mad until they came out.

Because a pictures is worth more than words, here are the highlights.

Notice the cool stream by our campsite. One night, there was a family of raccoons on the other side. We chased them off with our strong barks--aaaaaarrrrrrouhhh! We are such good 'dales.

Running in the sand was tremendous!

Of course, being Oregon, it was very windy!

We loved chasing each other.

And getting drinks after we were done.

Finally, we had the best time exploring everything on the beach!

July was Busy!

Hi! Sadie here. Boy, was July busy. First, our daddy's aunt and uncle came to visit. We were kinda bummed though, because they didn't bring their Pomeranian, Chachi, to visit. They were nice, but we couldn't visit them in the guest room.

After that, our cousin, Lilli, came to visit. She's an 8-year old hooman girl. We liked her. She gave us lots of treats and pets. She loves animals and wants to be a vet. Fortunately, we didn't need her services!

Here is me with Lilli:














We also got to spend a weekend with our grandparents because Mom and Dad took a trip four their anniversary.

Yes, July was very busy!

We'll be back soon to update you on our new experience--camping by the beach in Oregon!!!