Hot hot hot even in the shade

Trying to stay cool in 98 degree temps. Momma went to get us pupsicles. Yes, pupsicles. Custom made popsicles. JD get his made with lamb broth and bits of carrots and lamb. Wendy's pupsicles indulge her in her chicken love, with bits of carrots and chicken stock which my Wendy calls "chicken juice" because that gives me the giggles every time I hear it. She loves giving me the giggles. Moi, my pupsicles are chicken stock with bits of carrots and squash.

You have to eat the popsicles fast because thy melt very quickly.
It's soooo hoot. I wonder, did four leggeds ever melt in this heat? I know two leggeds really schvitz. Shhh we are also getting that frozen watermelon cubes. Now that is one of my fav things! They melt as soon as you put them in your mouth. Wonder if momma would consider feeding me those while I float in the pool... Mhhhh

I am going to see if that is doable.

You know what they sing? Summertime and the living is easyyyyy...and I love my life.

'vie

watching you

 

Mommmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. I am bored. Why do you have to vacuum? Stop the noise, come play with me. I want to cuddle. I am  soft and I am pretty and I could make you relax.

Look, you read the medical articles,  pet me. It is beneficial for your health. It will speed up healing and... I like it too.

Still watching you....

'vie

DANCE of joy!

Logan went home today. His new pawrents came and picked him up and took him to his forever home and I AM DANCINGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Come on everyone, it is Samba time, move those hips, wiggle wiggle wiggle... Samba!!!
Hey Logan, we will see you at the fall Bash right? Stay in step... Come on, dip...
I love to celebrate.

Dance! To Logan's pawrents WELCOME to our TBFR family.


'vie
Ohh I look great wiggling my hips

the chewie SAGA

What's going on this morning?

Silvieon4 just realized that JD still has his chewie.

Mhhh, maybe if she "stares" him down, he will..."share"???? JD is the slowest chewie eater in the world. He will lick, nibble, savor, slowly , slowly, slowly... eat his chewies. Silvieon4 is the fastest chewie eater in the world. She will "inhale" her chewies as soon as she gets them.  It is a difference in style approach that leads to days like this....

Silvieon4 to JD: "Are you going to eat that?"
JD: "Yes, go away, it's my chewie and I will eat it when I am good and ready."

Obviously this is not the right place to sit and enjoy a chewie.  Not with someone inches away staring you down.

Going elsewhere...

Silvie checks for crumbs and bits that might have fallen off.

The ritual "burial" of the chewie starts while Silvie watches.

This is tedious hard work, but apparently it is very interesting. It captivates the audience.

Under the throw, into the corner deep into the fold with two fold overs of cloth. It must be safe.
The "audience" is following every move.

Tuck, tuck, tuck, tuck....

Pushing it deep into the chair . This is very hard work.

Oops, a tiny part is still "sniffable", pushing deeper.

The "audience" is now settled in and still watching. Quietly, patiently.

Switching corners. This is better, it has a deeper groove.

JD :  "Daddy? Why are you taking pictures?"

JD to Silvieon4  "How long have you been there?"

Silvieon4  "A while. I am allowed to be here. Why?"

JD:  "Great. Sigh. I have to think. Nothing is safe from the chewie inhaler.  I have to think...."

JD: "I am taking my chewie and moving on..."  Of course Silvieon4 is sniffing for bits and pieces that might have fallen off.

Wendy Pooh joins in, she wants to know what is going on.

That's it- this is too much. Too big an audience. This guy is moving on.

Of course... another inspection for crumbs has to take place.

JD is on his way upstairs to go eat his chewie in the quiet privacy of his window seat.

Sometimes, this house feels very crowded...

Yes, he went up... but you really didn't think it would end here, did you?

Of course NOT!  Silvieon4 follows JD upstairs.  And the chewies saga continues...

Pictures by Daddy who patiently documented the saga. Thank you Daddy.

In my defense

I am really not sure what all the Wendy drama is all about. Of course I was upstairs getting some serious belly rubbing from momma. Wendy Pooh, who gets hours of belly rubbing every night in bed from momma? Hmmm? Who indeed...mhh someone called Wendy, that's who. Does anyone even remotely try to cut in on your action? Nobody would dare ...miss growly pooh.

So, you accuse me of being a resource hog for spending time with my momma, yet you were doing the same thing with daddy. And, in all fairness, my spending time with momma was fair and proper. I did not ditch momma for daddy...like someone we know.

Yes, I finally did jump in and push you off daddy's lap. But, the truth is you would not share him and he is here for a short time! You growled at me! And the pleading and whining I did...what else could I do?

Yes...I did do some smack talking, but that is how one plays the game. I am not a meany, I am sugar, vanilla and spice and everything nice. Ask Adam, he will tell you.
You do lots of smack talking with JD. I learned it from you two.

And I am still completely in the dark about what I did that was so wrong, but, if you want an apology, fine, I apologize. But if you want sympathy... No way! I was not the one growling, you were and in our four legged universe, you know that was way out of line.

Now, I am going to find me my momma and I am going to cuddle with her and get some comfort because I need it. I am too a sweetie and she will tell me that,  sniff. And you know what Wendy?
I love you because you are my sister and you better love me too, because I am the only sister you have.

'vie

The Back Story

If you look at the prior post and "awwwed' at the picture of Silvieon4 snuggling up daddy, you should know the REST of the story . Or in this case "the back story". This is The Wendy speaking.

As part of a negotiated settlement reached after lots of negotiation, I get one post to tell you the back story and to tell you about Miss Silvieon4. Momma said so and her word is law. And I am taking full advantage of the opportunity. I am not allowed to engage in name calling etc, but I can tell you what happened, as a matter of fact, I can SHOW you what happened.

This is me sitting on daddy's lap, sharing the green chair. I followed him from upstairs and we sat down while breakfast was being made. Miss interloping snip Silvie, was still upstairs taking advantage of momma's belly rubs and getting all her yawns rubbed out of her. It did not matter that she was holding up everybody's breakfast... she was, as usual, keeping momma for herself as long as she could. Can you say resource hog?

Meanwhile, daddy and I were sharing a quiet moment.

It is no secret that I love my daddy with every fiber in my being. I love him and I have missed him so.  It is no secret that I would choose him over liver lips. and even over chicken!
 
It was still early , so I fell asleep cuddled next to my daddy. He makes me feel safe and loved.

 

Even the smell of bacon would not get me to leave my daddy.  And you know what? Unlike some

other high maintenance dog around here...I don;t need to get constant belly rubs. I am just happy to be next to him. I happy to be within range of his voice. I am happy to know he is home.

 
We heard momma come down and heard her go into the kitchen. We assumed Tiny Terror 
Silvieon4 followed her into the kitchen. But no, within seconds she was in the study, staring at me, and whining. Yes, whining.

 
She started upsetting me so much I let out a low growl. Daddy immediately tried to diffuse the situation by telling me that it was all OK, and petting me. I quieted down. That is what you are supposed to do. Somebody else should have quieted down as well.  But no, Whiny Face
Silvie escalated her whining!

 
She then started to try and intimidate me off of daddy's lap.   She started talking smack and calling me a daddy hog, and started talking about my bootie, and telling me momma needed me in the kitchen [she does not miss a trick, you know] and whining.  The whole time she whined.
She knows that while daddy could not understand dog speak, he does understand whining. If nothing else, whining gets annoying enough to upset any human. Mind you, while whining and appearing helpless, that little manipulative tyrant  Silvie is threatening me the whole time. She is going to tell uncle Phil I stink, she is going to convince Dowi I need a bath, she is going to tell Adam I tinkled in his room.... I am telling you, she is cold hearted and vicious. And when I would not give in.... she jumped on me and forced me off.

 
Where did I go? In Dowi's arms where I got loved up and cuddled.

Still think Silvie is the "sweetest little thing you have ever seen?"

Well, this is the back story as I lived it.

The Wendy

the best SEAT in the house

 

Is the one I share with my daddy.  I love having him home. I love snuggling into him. I just love him

'vie