Showing posts with label Comb. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Comb. Show all posts

Thursday, December 25, 2008

Christmas Wishes 2008


Hello All,

I have been pretty busy getting ready for the holidays. I would like to thank all my friends for the beautiful Christmas cards you sent me.

I did not get my December striping so I might be confused for a sheep. Well today I got furminated, brushed, combed, trimmed, furminated, and brushed again to make me look presentable for the holidays. I gave Dad a very hard time and I voiced my terrier displeasure as well.







After I was done getting tortured I got to admire the pretty decorations Mom put on the tree.












As I sit here waiting for Santa and his 8 little reindeer the thermometer is reading 60 degrees and the rain is washing away whats left of the snow we got last week. I can see the grass again.

Is this for me?




















I smell dog treats, I know there in here somewhere...





I wonder who these stuffies can be for? I don't know if I can wait till the morning.










Well it's getting late and I can barely keep my eyes open. I left some warm milk for Santa and some treatys for the reindeer.




I want to wish all my friends and their families a very Merry Christmas and a Happy Hanukkah. I hope all my friends get lots of stuffies, treatys, chew bones, and lets not forget back scratchs and belly rubs.

Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah,

Looney-tunes

Friday, December 5, 2008

Sunday Grooming


Sunday afternoon I was minding my own business when I heard Dad call my name from the kitchen. I figured I was going to get something to eat.















When I went in to the kitchen imagine my horror when I saw these evil instruments.














Later Dad I'm outta here...



















The chase was on but Dad is too slow.














Back through the kitchen we went, he he he, Dad will never catch me.
















Around the dining room table we went... You need a scooter Dad?

















Back through the kitchen... You keeping up Dad? Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa



This is fun!!!
















You still with me Dad? HE HE HE.




















Around the coffee table for another lap.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!
















Oh crap, dead end.





Dad cheated!!! That's not fair!!! There's no gates in chase!!!












Well Dad got a pound full in the end.

R-R-R-R-R-R-R-R I hate getting brushed and combed.

Till next time.

Lunagins

Saturday, May 3, 2008

Getting Ready for Wirestock

Well it seems Saturday night is wash the wire night. I was over at Asta's blog and she got a bath to. This is all so we look beautiful for Wirestock. There is nothing wrong with the way I smell. I wonder if Ozzy and Romeo have had to endure such torture? I ran away before the air dryer came out. I prefer to naturally air dry myself.









I totally disheveled this throw rug rubbing around trying to dry off.








Maybe my bed will work better?


















Gotta get my beard dry.















Then to top it all off I have to endure getting combed. R-R-R-R-R
















I got my revenge though. I left ring around the tub. Dad had to break out the Comet to clean it up. Hehehe.

Luna Licks,

Looney-tunes