My NEW sports bra

I went shopping yesterday and got a new sports bra....and I'm not sure I'm going to like it. I had an Easy Walk one but I outgrew it. I got the next size up and it was just too big. It was pretty and red though. This one is a cross your heart kinda getup and it goes under your pits. I'm concerned it might cause chafing or matting (I don't shave my pits...Puffers does, he's metro-sexual after all). Has anyone had any experience with this brand? It's called Canine Concepts. SHE says if this one is no good or bothers me, she'll see if she can get the Easy Walk one altered at the...get this....sail shop!!!!! The black leash is new too....kinda flimsy if you ask me....I'm thinking the first squirrel that crosses my path, this think is gonna snap and I'll have squirrel for din-din.

Wordless Wednesday

Oh! I've been tagged!

I've been tagged by Asta-lishcious in Nu Yawk Sittee (do you hafta SIT all the time in the Sittee?)

Here are the rules of the game:

1) open the folder that has your pet pics in it

2) choose one you haven't posted before

3) tell its story

4) tag 5 friends

I have a little bit of a neglect/revenge thingy....I don't really live in the moment like Mr. Millan says on his Whis-PEE-er show, I actually remember when I've been short changed and GET EVEN!!! See all the BLUE stuff on my mouth and front feets? That's HER blue stuff she rubs on her eyeball skin when she gets dressed up like a tarted up wench. In Tampa, we have a Gasparilla Festival which involves peeps dressing like pirates and holding all kinds of silly events. They even have doggie parades and cocktail parties (not that SHE took me to any of those!!). Anyways...THEY left me n Puffers alone....locked up in our crates without a crust of bread or drink of water. Well. OK. They did have The Marine and his GF stay with us and they did walk us and feed us....but we were in our crates for a while....a longer while that I thought necessary. When they came dragging home late at night, after the appropriate greetings had been exchanged, including cookies for me n Puffers...I decided to get EVEN!!! Someone had actually put down the toilet seat (I know, heck must be freezing over) so I hopped up on the seat and checked out the things on the vanity that belong to HER. I found a cute PINK flowered bag, so it must be meant for me! I carried it off to my corner and opened it ever so gently....teehee...right. I found all kinds of pink, red, gold, silver, blue, shiny things. I opened most of them, some had to be chewed open, but that's not a problem with these toofers. This BLUE stuff was extra tasty as you can see. I would have added some pink stuff, but the Mr. walked in on my primping. He said I was too young to wear mascara and lipstick yet. SHE was not best pleased. Serves her right!

I am going to tag some other doggies if I can figure out how....ya'll scuse me if I do it wrong, this is only the second game I've ever played.

TAGEES:

Rocky Creek Scottie Adventures

Scampering Scotties

Dory

The wee Brute...

Sweet Cottage Dreams

It's a mystery to me....

Does anyone know why Bonnie's eyes are BLUE when I use the flash...

....but Puffers glow red? Normally CUJO red...but he's got a bit of cataracts now.

I thought all dogs had red eye? But I've noticed other photos of terrier type dogs that glow blue too. Anybody know?

Come Scrap with me....

I am going to show you something fun today. This is what the Alpha Female got the other day.

It's a 4 inch die, so the Scotties are probably about 3.5 inches?

It makes Scottie clones....teehee....she said I could make all the male scotties I wanted.

I made Duhgall so I could give him a woofy kiss.

Maybe tomorrow I'll make one of Piper so I can give him a woofy kiss too.

I'm not fickle...just road testing woofy kisses.

She who gets to play with all the scrap goodies says if you want one of these scottie die cuts to let her know and she'll send you either a black, wheaten or grey one.....she doesn't have brindle cardstock, but you can add chalky streaks to match your fave scotty. I added reddish streaks to my blonde locks...I have the cutest ginger streak on my back. Puffers does too. We match!

Let us know if you want a bow or a collar on your scottie.

Bonnie

I am sooooooo flusterated!!!!!

You have nooooo idea! Well, you might if you are female, and you wish it were raining MEN! And I've had to wear those ..those..awful denim pants. So ugly. Even the red ruffle doesn't amuse me anymore. I need a better wardrobe, with something pink and shiny. I need to go SHOPPING! But nooooo...we can't go shopping , because I wish it were raining MEN. Puffer's is too old to do me any good. He just makes me more flustered. I can't go shopping or to the park or to the island. Cuz there might be an undesirable man around. Don't they understand? ALL men are desirable right now! I could care less what kind of man he is....just so he's breathing and can get the job done. Mom won't even walk me on our street anymore. She puts me in the car and takes me down to the grocery store. How embarrassing. She says it causes that cute little King Charles Spaniel up the street to escape and she's afraid he will get hit by a car or something on his quest to come see me. He used to leave me little love notes on the street. But I think his people and my people talk ...so he's not being let out on the street either. Heck, they won't even take me to get my nails and hair done! I'm starting to look scruffy and that's just wrong on so many girlie levels. Ahhwoouut. I wanna go ahhwoout! I feel the urge to tear up something....something of SHE WHO WON'T LET ME DATE...something in the scrap room or the trash can? I wonder if they have an online dating service for dogs?

Did you hear the joke about the 12 foot Scottie?

Bonnie is still rolling around on the floor..laffin!!!!

It's on the Great Scotts MacBlog:

http://tartanscottie.com/macblog/

Bonnie thought she'd like to share her smile on the crocodile.

We had a low key 4th of July....friends and family, ribs and brats..and this ICED TEA....

I have to share the recipe.

It was so light and refreshing...I had to make 2 batches!

It's from this months Southern Living with a small substitution:

Ingredients:
3 cups water
2 family-size tea bags
1 (1-oz.) package fresh mint leaves (about 1 cup loosely packed)
1/2 cup sugar
4 cups cold water
1 (6-oz.) can frozen lemonade concentrate, thawed
Garnish: fresh citrus slices
Preparation
1. Bring 3 cups water to a boil in a 2-qt. saucepan. Remove from heat, add tea bags, and stir in fresh mint. Cover and steep 10 minutes.
2. Remove and discard tea bags and mint. Stir in sugar until dissolved.
3. Pour tea into a 3-qt. container, and stir in 4 cups cold water and lemonade concentrate. Serve over ice. Garnish, if desired.

****I used a cup of Bacardi's Limon rum....since that was all I had handy.

Oh....and it disappeared so fast it never got garnished!

the recipe said use either of these:
Bourbon-Lemonade Iced Tea: Prepare recipe as directed, and stir in 1 cup bourbon. Makes 9 cups.
Spiced Dark Rum-Lemonade Iced Tea: Prepare recipe as directed, and stir in 1 cup spiced dark rum. Makes 9 cups.

When the fireworks started, Bonnie barked for about 10 minutes. We were watching the fireworks outback, and she was inside guarding the front door. I think because the sound carried over the water and it sounded like it was in the front.

The doggies got a tinky bite of ribs....and lots of fresh carrot sticks...and smidgen of banana pudding.

Puffers was up and about socializing so much, that his knee gave out after everyone left. He was really in pain for a while...he wasn't able to put weight on it all evening. We gave him some pain pills and he was all better Sunday....well, as better as a 16 year old dog can be with a bad rear knee. Maybe it was all the sitting up and begging that aggravated it.

Bonnie doesn't beg. She's very polite and curls up under the table or hangs out in the living room. Well, unless I sit on the sofa with a snack, then it's all for one and the one is Bonnie.

Can I have some of that?

What?

That ice cream...the one with my nose in it! Can I have it?

Is your dog a beg-a-matic?

TROUBLE!

Who knew a bone would cause so much Trouble....with a capital T!

When Bonnie was at the vet last week, we were discussing the variety of undesirables she puts in her mouth. The vet suggested we get a very large rawhide chew. We had never allowed her to have rawhide chews as she would consume the smaller size almost immediately. Normally we only let her have nylabones, kong balls, tennis balls and stuffed toys without dangley legs that can be ripped off. The vet said she should chew on a large bone for 1 to 2 hours a night, then pick it up and put it away. Sounds good.

We got the bone and she knew it was hers when we walked in with it. She immediately grabbed it and headed for a corner in another room. Puffers walked by to see what the excitement was all about. He hasn't been interested in chew toys for over a decade. She jumped him from across the room. It was a good thing I was standing there and got them separated. Puffers got a good bite on his back. She normally doesn't care about her other chew toys so this was a surprise to all of us.

She LOVES this bone. She puts her whole body into chewing on it. And she hasn't been interested in chewing up other things since she got it. That's the good part. The bad part is the only place we can think to put this behemoth is on top of the fridge. Well, they eat their dinners in the kitchen. Now she has to protect the bone even though it's on top of the fridge. Meal times have been stressful.

The real challenge came yesterday. We've been taking the bone up after about an hour with no problems. Yesterday, barefooted (my normal footwear...none) I went to pick up the bone and she jumped at me! Whoa! Bad plan sister. I had to find shoes. Then calmly walk in and 'claim' the bone. First I put one foot on it. And waited to see if she backed off. Of course not! Everything a Scottie claims, is theirs forever. So I put the other foot on the bone, down on the end where she had been chewing. I just stood there and waited. And waited. Finally after 10 minutes she turned her head. She never actually moved back, but she did turn her head. I was then able to pick up the bone and put it away. Leave it, watch me, back.....none of that worked. She was totally focused on the bone.

It doesn't help that it's 'girl time' ....I'm sure her hormones aren't helping. For now the bone is on the fridge. Tomorrow we'll work with her. Let her chew the bone while we hold one end. We'll remove it every 5 minutes or so to in force that the bone is ours to share. We've picked up all her toys and have been handing them out for short play and then putting them up again. Since it's girl time, we can't take her to the dog park or walk her near home. Well, we could, but every boy dog in the neighborhood winds up in the front yard! We usually put her in the car and take her to another street for a walkies. Better that she leave that luscious girly smell somewhere else.

I've felt the same way about chocolate during 'girl time'......try and take my Snickers away and you're gonna draw back a nub mister! Don't be getting between me and my stress relief!

ps....I have no idea why sometimes I can successfully do paragraphs and sometimes I can't. I'm such a dweeb.

Bonnie's first family

Left to Right....Nessie in the back, is Bonnie's litter sister. In the center is her sweet Momma, Akiira, the black scottie. And up front on the right, is Hammish, Bonnie's Daddy. He's much bigger than the girls. There were 4 scotties in the litter, 2 black and 2 wheaties. Bonnie was blessed to have such a good beginning, surrounded by love and family.

You're going to put THAT....where?

Bonnie has been ill for more than 5 days. A really bad stomach upset. Both directions. Did she eat something off the road? Chew up something inside the house? Eat a toad, frog or lizard? Did she pick up some parasite at the dog park? Whatever it is hasn't affected her appetite. That's a two sided sword...she eats...it comes out messy somewhere. And there has been blood in her stool. None of the usual remedies slowed down her GI tract. Off to the vet we go.



Bonnie is very good at the vets. Doesn't bite, snap or snarl. This clinic has about 10 vets. We got a young doc today. She takes a look in her mouth. "My what BIIIGGGGG teeth!" I don't think she had ever seen a Scotty before, much less a wheaten scotty. She goes..."I've never seen a BLONDE scotty before." Yeah honey, what color are your roots, hmmmm?



The vet tech took Bonnie's temp and pulled a stool sample. All of which invaded her very private parts. She doesn't like anyone messing with her bum. She will sit on it. Even when we tried to gently wipe her hiney this week, she'd clamp her tail tight to her bum and sit down. When a scotty clamps their tails down, it's hard to pry them back up.



Then the vet came in and slapped on a pair of gloves and gelled up her fore finger....Bonnie decided retreat was the better part of valor and headed for the window sill. She wasn't happy with the concept of an internal exam. Don't worry honey....none of us wimmen, regardless of species...enjoys internal exams. Especially the one that begins....bend over!



The end (sorry...that just slipped out) result was no parasites, no blockage, x-ray showed no foreign objects...just some gas in her tummy. She may have some viral thingy going on as she had a bit of a temp. Doc decided to treat the symptoms and see if she gets better. Antibiotics and some anti-nausea medicine and Pepcid AC.



But the BEST part, is she wants me to feed her boiled chicken and rice or boiled beef and rice for a week. Which means Puffers gets to eat that too. Dinner tonight was a treat. The bowls were licked clean and shoved around looking for crumbs. Dang doglets are eating good!



She's kept her tail firmly clampled down since coming back from the vets. Don't be messing with me bum.



The END!

Serendipity

Doesn't this look like a chalk or watercolor rendering?
My son the Marine picked up my camera and took this the other morning. The flash was off and she was a good bit away so it turned out a bit blury. I like it though. I couldn't have done this on purpose if my life depended on it.
Looks artsy. How serendipitous!

In the mean time..it was ARRR-OUTTTT..which part of OUT can't you people understand??

Sunny with a chance of Bonnie!

It just might be that time of the year again...or soon. You know that girl time? The 'oh man she smells so good' time? Here's visual reminder.

She's been acting a bit ...ummmm...charming? lately. I guess that's better than the 'B' word. She does drive by nips at Puffers and then flops down in front of him displaying her 'charms'. Now...Puffers is OLD...really old...older'n dirt old. He's 16...people years...and I can't count that high in doggie year. He's a Malti-Poo and has been fixed since ....oh...since he bit me! There yah go...bite Momma and she'll have you fixed! Technically, he's a 16 year old virgin. Didn't even know what girls were until we got Bonnie and she had her first heat. Then he remembered. Now, he can't see or hear...but he can still smell. We can usually tell when it's getting close to that time because he starts hanging out near Bonnie. Normally, he hates her! Not just dislikes, we're talking I'd like to see you dead hates her.

And that's not his fault. He thought he was the only dog in the Universe except for his little play group. So along comes this little interloper. Daddy's little girl. And she didn't LEAVE after a couple of weeks. He's had other doglets stay over for a couple of weeks while we doggie sit for friends, but she just wasn't leaving. He got a little mean with her...stealing her food and biting her occasionally. She had these little tiny sharp scotty teeth and she loved to hang on to his ears all the time. He'd take it a while and then he'd SNAP and grumble and walk away. Well, you know what happened. Those little scotty teeth fell out and those BIG scotty teeth grew in.

Then one day she snapped back and took a big ole chunk outta his ear. That sealed it. Girls gotta go! There ain't room in this town for 2 dogs. He hitched up his suspenders and waded in and she did the full 'I'm a Scottish Terrier and I kill for SPORT bub' thing. (If you haven't seen it, there is a LOT of wide open jaw snapping/flashing). We thought we had lost him that time.

But sometimes....love is in the air. AMORE! You're the one GF! And she thinks he's a hunk too during that time. And he does develop a 6-pack cuz he walks around air-hunching! It looks like that time might be soon. You see Bonnie, you see Puffers. She must be smellin' GOOD!

Does this haircut make my butt look big?

A trip to the dog park....a rest on the picnic table after running around like a madwoman....I just couldn't resist the macro setting...wowser....Bonnie....GF!....I promise not to do this again. She actually has a very trim doggie figure. Bad Pamie.