Wordless Wednesday

Just peeking in on everyone

I hope everyone has a wonderfull long weekend with their friends and family. Lots of yummie summer nummies like wally-melon, corn on the cob, dropped hot dogs and ice cream! We might be going to the beach later today if it doesn't rain. The Mr. said no more dog park until it dries up. White sand doesn't show up so bad in my furries. See ya'll soon!

Friend Friday

This is Puffy's best friend, Gator. He's a poop-too doggie. Schitzoo? Somethin' like that. When he comes over, they get silly and run around in circles and annoy the phooey out of me. Gator is intact and he likes to hump EVERYTHING! And for the record, when I'm not in the mood, I'm NOT IN THE MOOD! And I clamp my tail tight to my bum and sit on it. And if he doesn't STOP, I clamp my jaws of death around his scrawny little neck and sit on him. Eventually somebody notices he can't breath and rescues his scrawny little self. When a girl says NO, she means NO. Humph!

Please VOTE for Kira

Does that work? I'm not good at this.

Here is the URL just in case it's not clikky like it should be:

http://musketeers-mrdogmissbeauty.blogspot.com/

Today is the last day of voting. Please vote for Kira. She has very fluffy fanny furries.

My Aromatic HERBAL MUDBATH Spa Day

I just LOVE a good mud bath. It is soooo aromatic and great for sloughing off dead skin cells. It helps to keep the itchies down. And it's so much FUN! For me, anyways. The Mr. was apalled that his little Princess could actually enjoy getting her feetsies dirty! He's a bit of a priss anyways.


There were a lot of apres' mudbath shampoos at the dog park yesterday. I had an energetic hose down and then a swimmy pool scrub. Then I was wrapped in a warm towel and carried to the truck. When I got home, it took 2 more baths to get 'most' of the mud off. There is still a bit of grey stain around my ears.

But it was sooooo much fun, I was zipping around so fast it was hard to get a good photo. That, and the photographer was laffin ' HER aahh...well, not too much of it..still looks ample to me! It looked like I was leaving jet ski rooster tails sometimes. You can bigify this collagey thingy, if you'd like to see the process to get smooth skin.

Here is a photo of some really dirty girlie panty loons for Mango. Now he can say he has some DIRTY pictures.....teeehheee!

Tree Rat Watch

See that slidy door? On the other side is the screen porch or as the hoity toity say in Flori-duh, the lanai. Whatever that means. It's a porch and it's got screen around it. And there is a big ole Live Oak tree over on the right side...and in that tree live a family of SQUIRRELS!!!!!!

There wasn't a doggie door on the porch, so I added one myself one day when I'd had enuff of those tree rats. The Mr. replaced it, I put it back in. The baby Marine replaced it, I put it back in. The Mr. and the baby Marine replaced it 'special' and I put in a 'special door' the next day!
So now it's more like a doggie flap?

Anyways, these tree rats, they like to travel from the oak tree on the right to the palm trees that you can't see, way over on the left of the porch. And they like to hang onto the screen right under the edge of the porch roof.

I hear one now. Soon he'll come in sight.
Can you tell? I'm getting ready to launch myself out the slidy door.
Only problem is, the slidy door isn't open.

I've got a headache.

It's toooo HOT for walkies.

This picture is for the Relentlessly Huge...I understand he collects pictures of fanny furries. Girls in pantaloons. Everybody needs a hobby. I wonder if he lets the PeeWee see his collection?


Crazy WOMAN took me for my 3 mile walkie at 5pm today...it was so HOT I thought we'd not make it back home. SHE didn't bring her cellphone and it was obvious by the time we got 1.5 miles out we were both suffering. She couldn't call the Mr. to come fetch us in the truck. So we limped home best we could. I walked on the grassy verge and she switched from side to side of the road to try to stay in shade. We took lots of stop and pant breaks. It had been raining all day and the sun came out and made it STEAMY.



As soon as I hit the front hall, I stretched out on the cool tile. It took me a while to chill out. The Mr. had to bring us both water cuz we were wiped out. She was all red in the face. It's toooo flippin hot....will it ever cool down?


We left Puffy back home in the A/C. That was a GOOD idea. He'd have pased out from the heat.

I'm going to go soak my feetsies in the water bowlie.

Friday Fluff up!

First I wanna give a big ole shout out to Lacie for the great shopping tip on where to get a new Wonder Bra (EASY WALK) harness! They had it in the size I needed, S/M, and in my FAVE color, PINK!!!! Lacie...listen honey, it comes in PURPLE too! I'm a rather large breasted girlie, and I need a secure solution for when I go out, keeps everything held in...even me!

I'm not talking to HER (even though it was the Mr. that dropped me off at Miss Debbies on the way to work). That will teach her to send me to spa. I don't think she saw me in the play room with the 3 other doglets having a party after we were poofed, massaged, buffed and treated. Nah, she's not the fast, she couldn't have seen me flirting with that cute Pom. And she didn't give me the WHOLE vanilla Frosty at Wendy's, just 4 licks...big licks, but still, I thought the WHOLE frosty was for ME!

To make up, SHE retreived my new fishy off the top of the fridge where it was sleeping after I had a discussion with Puffers over just whose fish it was and that if he looked at it again, he was a dead dog walking. Can I help it that I just sorta brushed my teethies over his neck so he'd remember next time? He's really forgetful unless you give him a friendly reminder. Ahem. That's all I'm admitting to on that subject.

Now, if ya'll scuse me, I'm behind on my beauty sleep. Going to the spa is sooooo relaxing, you just wanna curl up and snoooozzzzzzzzze.

Have a fun weekend ya'll....I'm going to the doggie park in the morning to see all my boyfriends.

Party Hearty and stay cool.

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.

Puffy's Bath Day!

Cujo Lives! Actually, it's just Puffers doing his best to look menacing. Dude...yer wet n nekked! Maybe if you snarled a little with yer 3 remaining toofers, you'd scare someone, but not me!
Bathing Puffy is an ordeal and that's just deciding on WHO has to do it. First the Mr. n She argue for 2 weeks over who and when. Then the Mr. 'forgets' its bath day several times. Finally She has a hissy fit and suddenly it's today. It starts off with a happy pill for Puffy and a stiff drinky for the peeps. Then it's scrubby dubby time and snip n buzz all the mats out.

After his haircut, Puffy got his nose stuck under the sofa and stayed there till supper time. I think he was trying to squish flat and slide under there and hide. Maybe he's part Ostrich and thinks if he can't see you, then he's all hidden out of sight? Or maybe he's just senile and goofy.

I, of course, slept through the whole drama with the mama thingy.....way too much whining, growling, yelping going on....and that was just the Mr.!

I prefer going to the groomers where I get cookies and I'm treated with respect like the swift warrior princess that I am. Plus I like the way Miss Debbie makes my nails shine when she buffs them.

Public Service Announcement

It is the time of the year when we have Hurry-Canes.....so I am posting this for all ya'll folks that live in the cone of death areas (not to be confused with the dreaded cone of humility).

Hurricane preparedness for your pets :
Most public shelters do not accept pets. Therefore, it is crucial that you make plans ahead of time. Staying with friends or relatives in a non-evacuation zone is the best option.
Another alternative is to stay in hotels in a non-evacuation zone that are "pet friendly." Be sure to call ahead for reservations since they fill quickly.
And finally, if you can't find arrangements to stay with your pets, call a veterinarian office or boarding kennel to see if space is available.

If you leave your pets behind...
Be aware that your pets may not survive.
When frightened, they can escape through damaged areas or broken windows. They can die from exposur, contaminated food or water, or be run over by a vehicle.

If you don't have to evacuate...
Pets will be safest in a crate or carrier during the storm.
If your house is damaged, they could escape if not in a secure place. Once escaped, there will be no normal landmarks or scents, and they may not find their way home.
If you bring plants in your house, keep them away from pets since many plants can be poisonous.

After the storm...
Check the pets surroundings.
Walk your pets on a leash until they become familiar with their home again.
Check food and water for contamination.
Watch for downed power lines and other dangerous debris.
If you lose power, don't allow your pets to be around candles or oil lamps.

Pet Evacuation Kit
Collar, tags and sturdy leash
Medications
Medical records, current photo, immunization information
Food and water (minimum of two-week supply)
Ziplock bags for treats, toy, etc.
First aid kit
Pet carrier
Crate
Cat litter, scoop and pan
Plastic bags for waste
Paper towels for messes
Brush or comb
Muzzle, if necessary
Mark all belongings with identification

Wordless Wednesday

It's been a while...

...SHE was out of town for a while and SHE took my laptop with her! I think she just needs to get one of her own. This one matches the inside of my ears. It's very important to be matchy-matchy. Us girlies have to keep up our appearances, especially when you are a bearded lady. It's been either too hot for walkies, or too rainy to go out. I've only got to go to the beach ONCE last week. And it was with the Mr. He doesn't let me chase stuff or read pee-mail or rest on the paw-k benches like SHE does. It's more like a forced march. It's just move it out and come back...3 miles in 45 minutes. Now...my wee little legs are only 4 inches long! And he's a full 6 feet tall....I have to take way more steps than he does just to keep up. I've been to the groomers and I am feeling much more civilized. My nails are buffed and my ummm....important parts...are trimmed and squeaky clean. Then I got to hang out with HER friends for an afternoon of girly time. They even let me sit at the table for nibblies. We had wally-melon and sherbert and mojitos. Then it's been RAINING. She says I can't be a true scottie cuz I hate the rain and it's either drizzling all the time in Scotland or fixing to rain. I HATE getting water in my ears! I even have a raincoat but it doesn't help. So I stand under the eaves and refuse to go out. SHE picks me up and carries me out in the yard or down the street, but I just flatten my ears and head back to the house as fast as I can. Silly old Puffers just waddles out and does his bidniz right away. He doesn't mind getting wet and stinky. But his ears don't stand up either...he's gots those hangy down kind. Needless to say there have been some 'mysterious piddling' in the house. I try to blame it on Puffy...he's old and has a weak bladder I say. Not me...and I roll my eyes. But I got caught this morning. SHE reached under and checked my girl bidniz and it was still wet! Note to self....sit down quick after stealth piddling and wipe the evidence off. Can I just say here that I don't appreciate having my private parts invaded by inappropriate touching! Hmphff! I'm not speaking to SHE right now. I think the feeling is mutual though, I heard her muttering something about having to mop the floors twice in one weekend was not endearing myself to her and that she had just cleaned the living room carpet 3 weeks ago and washed all the throw rugs last week. Can I help it if the rugs are more comfy for my bidniz than going outside in the rain? Just let me tell you if SHE had to go outside and squat in the rain, she'd be getting her hiney in the house and hunting a rug lickety split! She even shoved us both in the crates today when she had to run errands and said since she couldn't prove who was doing what, we could both just park ourselves in lockup till she got back. Cruelty I tell you....what Puffy? No...I don't have to tell everyone she gave us treats and a new chew bone....shhhhh....I'm trying to get across the idea that we are mistreated! Puffers is such a snitch!! Well, I need to get some beauty sleep....the Mr. and I are going on a long walk at 6am tomorrow. It's just too hot on the feetsies to go any other time and if you wait till evening....guess what? ....it's RAINING!

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?

I have a little shadow.....

She is moving out...it's been a long time since we've let her out off the property. We are going on our 3 mile round trip walk to the beach. Lots to do and see! After she had a couple of 'end of life' talks with Puffers, it was time to walk off a little frustration.

Reading pee-mail....it's been so long her in-box is very full.

We stopped at several park benches along the way....you can see we are almost to the bay.

It was very hot yesterday in Florida.

She really doesn't like getting on the sea walls....here...at home she will scoot along them chasing crabs like a champ, but we don't have the sound of surf either.

Time to head back to the house. She is much happier....and still full of energy. She pulled the whole way until we turned onto our street and then she finally slowed down. I kept reeling her back to my side. It looks like we are going to have to do some re-training on who's the boss.

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?

Freedom isn't free....somebody pays.

Today, my heart goes out to the Marine family that lost a son in Afghanistan. Our youngest did 2 tours in Iraq and our oldest, a career Navy officer in EOD is forever going to Iraq and Afghanistan. Our DIL, a Navy Doc, just returned from a year in Afghanistan. The middle son is a cop....we live in constant gut wrenching fear when the phone rings at night or a strange sedan pulls up in the driveway.

As we celebrate the 4th of July and our own Freedom at home, lets not forget the legions of loved ones that purchased our freedoms with their own lives, so that we could live in freedom from fear and tyranny.

I remember....I pray for their safety everyday....God bless the brave men and women of our military and keep them safe till they return.