Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Christmas Day 2007

Well this morning I woke up and got Mom and Dad up so I could go see what Santa Paws brought me. I was told that I had to wait for family to arrive before I could open my presents.... R-R-R-R.

Mom was busy in the kitchen cooking and baking. Dad took me out for a walk and when I returned Mom let me have a little treat.

It was a yummy creme-de-menthe filling for Mom's pie.

I patiently waited by the front door for our quests to arrive so I could go open my presents.

When the family arrived I had to wait even longer because breakfast came first. This is not fair. Mom gave me some yummy bacon after breakfast so that made up the wait.

We all finally retired to the livingroom to open presents. Nope now I gotta pose for pictures, for the love of reindeer!!! This is my cousin Cassie with me in my Christmas PJ's.

Santa brought me a burrow ball, this looks comfy.

Hmmm whats in my stocking???

Cool more pull toys!!!

I dug all kinds of goodies out of my stocking including this yummy bone. Chris was trying to help me un-wrap it but I got that department covered.

After company left I sat on Mom's lap with my new bone and watched two dog shows on TV. The evil judges did not pick the Wires for the Terrier group, thats just wrong.

After an exhausting day I was pooped and decided to test out my new bed. By the way, that frayed piece of carpeting is an indiscretion from my puppy days.

I hope everyone had a great day and got lots of presents.



Sunday, December 23, 2007

Getting Ready For Christmas

Hello All,

I am a little behind these days with all the shopping and snooping through all the packages. The other day Dad was moving the furniture in the living room and bringing down boxes from a hole in the ceiling. He was taking tree branch's out of the box.

What in the world is going on here? The whole living room was turned upside down.

Mom and I decided to pitch in and take stuff out of the boxes.

Mom look what I found! This would look beautiful on the tree.

After a couple of hours of decorating the house, Mom decided it was time for a snack break. Mom put out some delicious snack foods and I was not allowed to have any. Mom has put me on a diet because she thinks I'm a boom-ba-la-dee (aka fatty). No human food for me until I regain my girlish figure.

I just finished composing my e-mail to Santa Paws...

Dear Santa Paws,

This Christmas I have a couple of requests.

  1. Please find nice homes for all the rescued wires out there that are up for adoption.
  2. Good health and good fortune for my Mom & Dad and to my family and all my new blog friends.
  3. A destination for my sister Melissa and Chris's destination wedding (even though I'm not invited).
  4. My Mom & Dad spoil me plenty, so give plenty of extra treats, Bully Sticks, & toys to less fortunate wirey doggies.
  5. An end to the diet Mom has put me on. I am not fat, I'm pleasently scruffy.
  6. A fuel tank installed in my sailboat by spring time.
  7. Our troops to come home to their families.
  8. Continued good search rankings for my blog on Google.
  9. My own computer so I can keep in touch with my blog friends.
  10. And last but not least a White Christmas.

I want to wish all of my bloggy friends a very Merry Christmas. Hope Santa Paws leaves you lots of goodies!


Sunday, December 9, 2007

Please Sign The Petition

There is an evil animal called Marc-Andre Laporte who ran a horrible puppy mill in Montreal. The SPCA raided his house of horrors and seized 97 Fox Terriers living in horrible conditions. Almost 40 of these abused Foxies had to be euthanized. Click here for the full story.

The surviving dogs were cared for by the SPCA and later, with the help of devoted fox terrier lovers, found wonderful foster homes where they have been living for the past 2 years, unable to be adopted until the case is finalized. Laporte is only facing six months of jail time and up to $4,000 in fines. I find that disgusting - he should be locked in a cage forever or put to sleep - he murdered 40 dogs and abused 57 others!!

But it gets worse friends. On Feb. 22, 2008 he will be sentenced. And at the same hearing, the judge is to decide if Laporte is to get any of his fox terriers back!


So friend, today we are launching a two-fold campaign to prevent Laporte from getting his dog/s back. We know we can count on you to take action and spread the word:

1: Please go to the online petition. Once all the signatures are entered, we will print it out and hand it over to our friend in Montreal who has been instrumental is saving and caring for the Blainville wires, for distribution to the media (unfortunately it is illegal in Canada to hand petitions to the court).

2: Please take a few minutes to write a letter to Judge Jean Sirois imploring him to prevent Laporte from ever taking possession of his former fox terriers or of owning any dog again. If you can, include a photo of yourself and your foxie/dog. All the letters received will be put in a file and also handed to the media.

Letters should be mailed to:
Elizabeth Pierce
119 16th Street
Roxboro, Qu├ębec
H8Y 1P1

Please disseminate this information on your blogs, to your fellow dog owners and friends. Thank you for your support in this important matter.

Luna "The Scruffy Yacht Dog"

Thursday, December 6, 2007

A Late Night Surprise Visitor

Last Friday night around midnight I was fast asleep dreaming of treaties and Bully Sticks. I was suddenly awoken by the sound of keys in the door. I ran down to greet Mom and Dad only to find it was my Aunt Stacey. She came over to let me out. After walking me she gathered up some of my stuff including my bed and drove me to her house.

I immediately ran around looking for my cousin Athena. She was a sleepy dog and did not want to play "sniff the butt". I ran around Aunt Stacey's house at 1AM and absolutely terrieriozed her house. I ran in cousin Nicholas's room jumped up on his bed and woke him up. Aunt Stacey turned off the lights and said it's bed time. NOT!!! I can't understand why Aunt Stacey would not let me sleep on her bed. I ran down stairs and rang my poochie bells. Aunt Stacey came down and got me, I voiced my terrier displeasure. I don't remember what time it was but I eventually fell asleep.

The next morning Dad showed up to pick me up. It seems Mom had to have something called an appendix removed. I don't know what this is but it made Mom very sick and the doctor had to take it out. Well Tuesday afternoon I heard the keys in the door and it was Mom and Dad. Mom can't pick me up for a couple of weeks so Dad held me so I could give Mom some Luna licks.

Mom is going to be home recouping for a couple of weeks so I have a regimen of physical therapy all planned out.
  • Daily back scratching and tummy rubs so Moms hands won't get numb.
  • Walks around the neighborhood so her legs won't get stiff and to build up her stamina.
  • Vigoris sessions of tug of war to build up her arm muscles.
Dad says I need to get Mom back in shape soon because he has to push that evil machine around on the carpet, do the wash, take Mom food shopping. I will keep you posted on Mom's recovery.


Tuesday, November 27, 2007

A Christmas Card Vote

One night Mom and Dad were trying to decide what Christmas cards to send to people. Because Mom and Dad don't always see eye to eye, I was trying to help them pick out the pawfect card.

I will not say which one Mom or Dad picked, so I'm putting it out to my fans for a vote.

The first one is "Peace on Earth". A beautiful sailboat sailing on the bay with a bridge in the background.

The second card is "All is Calm", three sailboats peacefully at anchor.

Well there you have it, cast your votes so I can start licking envelopes.


Friday, November 23, 2007

Squash Thief

Well as I mentioned in my previous post. Mom went away on a cruise and I found all kinds of trouble to get into. Dad knew I was up to no good when I showed up in the bedroom with this in my mouth.

Dad went to investigate to see where I acquired this treat.

Well I couldn't help but return to the scene of the crime. Dad was not pleased, but squash is sure yummy. I lucked out I didn't wind up in jail again.

On Wednesday Dad took me to Laguardia Airport to pickup Mom and my human sister Melissa. Asta Urbanista would have been proud. There were all kinds of buses, cars, honking horns and loud noises overhead. It didn't even phase me. There were so many people I didn't know which one to let pet me first. I wanted to lick everyone I could reach.

Dad scooped me up and took me into the terminal. Imagine my surprise and excitement when I saw Mom and Melissa. I nearly licked the tan off Mommy's face.

Well I hope everyone had a Happy Turkey Day.

Gotta run...


Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Mommy's Cruise

For a couple of days Mom was taking out all kinds of cloths and had them on the bed and hanging everywhere. My mom was getting ready for her cruise with GG (Grandma Ginny). She finally picked out what she wanted and packed them into her suit case.

I decided to inspect her packing job. Hmm there's something in here that doesn't smell like suntan lotion...

Could there be some yummy snacks in here somewhere? You think I'm going to let those airport security hounds get these yummy treats???


Wait till Mom opens her luggage and finds her snacks missing. Hehehe...

PS: Even after I lightened Moms load her suit case was still 7lbs over weight.

Sunday, October 28, 2007

Halloween Doggie Parade

Today Mom and Dad took me into town to walk in the doggie parade.

Mom was holding me up, I heard there were treats at the end of this parade. There were lots of other dogs there. There was all kinds of but sniffing, some dog licking, and a couple of growling & snapping incidents by the anti-social types.

You can see how well my anti-pull harness works. Dad kept asking Mom who's walking who?

I had to stop and checkout a new friend.

Common Mom lets pickup the pace, they said there were treaties at the end of this thing!!!

I gave little Sir Lancelot quite a ride, the little guy almost fell off.

They had treats for us when we got back. Dad got the last one that was left for me. I made another friend at the end of the parade, she was a fairy princess.

Well thats it for now, gotta run.


Thursday, October 25, 2007

I've Been Paroled

I've been let off with time for good behavior. Tonight was pizza night. I like pizza, I was able to mooch some off of the parole board (Mom), yum meatballs with garlic. Whew.... you should smell my breath.

Here I am playing with my Moo Cow. I have another one that I unstuffed that I call Cow Hide.

After dinner I cuddled up with Mom and a bone and watched some TV.

They cannot resist my wirey ways.

Love to all,


Wednesday, October 24, 2007


Well this morning started out like any other typical weekday morning. Mom gave me my breakfast and Dad took me for my morning walk. While Dad was walking me I somehow managed to slip out of my harness. You can imagine my surprise when I saw Dad holding both ends of the leash. I was FREEEEEEE.

Dad told me to sit and stay which I did right up until he was 6 inches from me then it was time to play catch me if you can. Dad yelled at me but I just thought it was the funniest thing. The more I refused to listen and run away the angrier Dad became. I ran around the corner onto the next block. I would let Dad come over while I taunted him with my butt up in the air and my wagging tail and then I would run away. When Dad finally caught me he snapped the leash on me and hauled me off to home.

Dad was now late for work which made matters worse. He deposited me home and off to work he went. I didn't even get my usual good girl treaty before he left, hmmf.

I don't feel I got my due process. No jury of my peers, no lawyer, just a sentence handed down... GUILTY.

I should call my human sister Melissa, she's a lawyer, although she's watched me so she might side with Dad. I will have to wait till the parole board (Mom) comes home to spring me. Wish me luck.


Saturday, October 20, 2007

Please Contain Your Laughter

I should have known Mom was up to something when she came home from the stores and was trying to lure me over with treaties while holding one hand behind her back.

No I'm not trying out for a part in a broadway show, this is my Halloween costume. What happened to the Underdog costume I picked out???

Do I look like a horse? Although I feel like the back of one. As you can see my weakness for treats is my downfall.

Mom keeps asking me how old is Daddy. What am I supposed to do wag my tail for each year? This is just not right. I have to wear this and give away perfectly good treats to human pups that come knock on our door.

I tried running around the house to get little Sir Lancelot off my back and all he does is bob back and forth waving his sword. Mom and Dad were laughing so hard they were crying.

I don't even like hay.


Saturday, October 13, 2007

Not So Typical Saturday Morning

Well this morning started out pretty normal. Mom got up early and went to work. I snoozed until Dad got up and had breakfast.

While Dad was having breakfast I decided to entertain myself with my monkey toy.

Here I am working on my bitey face technique.

After Dad was finished with breakfast he came over and played with me for a couple of minutes. He must have found a flee because the next thing I know is I'm getting soaped up in the tub. R-R-R-R-R I hate bath's.

After Dad was finished he dried me off the best he could. I finished the job by drying myself off.

The dining room rug...

The kitchen rug...

The living room rug...

Lets not forget the sofa...

The living room rug again...



Thursday, September 27, 2007

Family For Dinner

Me and my family just wanted to say thank you for all your warm wishes.

As I mentioned in my last post, we've had a lot of company the last couple of weeks. I am not allowed at the table during dinner, although I let them know I'm still around so they don't forget me. After dinner I was allowed to the table for dessert. I got to have delicious ice cream, but no Bailey's.

After dessert it was time to work off that ice cream. Here I am playing tug of war with Chris. Can you see the calories pouring off?

Look at this picture. I look like the big bad wolf. Chris put up a good fight but in the end I walked away with the rubber toy.

All this excitement was just too much... ZZZZZZZ

Bye for now.


Sunday, September 23, 2007

Aunt Bobbie

Hello everyone I've been away the last few weeks. Labor Day weekend brought a great tragedy to our family. Sadly
my Moms sister passed away. It was a very difficult time for the family. I was busy cheering up my Mom and the rest of my family with my zainy antics. If my Mom started to cry I would jump in her lap and lick her face until she stopped.

Aunt Bobbie came with Mom, Grandma Ginny (GG), and Melissa when she picked me up from my wirey Mom in Florida, so I only knew her a short time.

GG came up from Florida and stayed with us for 2 weeks so I was evicted from my dog cave, but that's another story. It was a very busy 2 weeks. We had family over, we went visting family, and a good friend Mark O'Grady came all the way from North Carolina to spend time with us. When Mom went back to work I kept GG company, she even played tug-of-war with me.

GG went home to Florida and Mom and Dad are back at work. I will continue my job of being the resident comedian / watchdog.

Prayers for Aunt Bobbie, she will be missed very much by all of us.

Talk to you all soon...