May 23rd 2011 9:44 pm
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Just as planned we left St Louis in the wee hours of Thursday morning. Right from the get go the girls, Morgan and Laney, let me know that they did not particularly care for me. They both curled their lips and showed their teefers! I thought about singing Kumbaya but didn't think it would help with these grouches. I got the message but they kept reminding me throughout the trip! Sheesh, women! We stopped a number of times for the pawrents to eat, and for everyfur to have plenty of potty breaks. I peed and marked throughout Illinois and Wisconsin LOL. Mom brought us snacks - chicken and rice balls, and some kind of chicken swirly things .....Mmmmmmm. We shared with everyone.
Once we got to Wisconsin, even before we checked into the motel, we went to a county park that has awesome cliffs and shelf rock for beaches at the shore of Lake Michigan. I love to try to bite the waves and jump into the water when it recedes. I got into the cold water up to my belly! Shortly after this event the pawrents ate dinner at Cornerstone Cafe in Bailey's Harbor where we stayed. Then on to the motel to turn in for the night. We were tired!
At the crack of dawn on Friday everyone got up and drove to Fish Creek, WI for sight seeing and breakfast. The pawrents ate at the White Gull Inn where Good Morning America says is the best breakfast in the US. They had the famous stuffed french toast that is stuffed with cream cheese and cherries. We all then went shopping at a pet gift store called Pet Expressions where Mom bought some Scottie things. Then we toured Frank Murphy County Park and went to Sister Bay, Wi dog park where we all ran loose! We stopped for lunch at a little Norwegian cafe and Angela took all of us for a walk after. We also toured a big state park and checked out endless views of Lake Michigan. Lastly we went to the rally grounds to set up our chairs and X-Pens and meet up with old friends from other states.We were tired!
Saturday was the rally. and we got there early (after a breakfast at the Cornerstone Cafe). Ultrasounds were offered to check for bladder cancer as Scotties get that more than any other breed. There were classes on making stepping stone memorials, a pet psychic to tell you your future, a pet masseuse, photo booth, lectures on things to do with your dog, handling a multi dog family, and Scottie nutrition and weight management ( I was told I need to lose a pound and a half hmmmmpf). And there was LOTS of socializing amongst the pawrants. There was also an auction of many Scottie collectibles to raise money for Scottie Rescue and for the Health Research Fund. Awards were awarded to those who greatly helped in rescue and health areas. I walked in a 2 mile Scottie Parade in the town and tons of people lined the streets for blocks and watched us. I went with Vicki the head of the STL Scottie Rescue and Mom rode on the Scottie wagon. After the rally there was a craft fair in the town square and Mom bought some Scottie jewelry. Then the pawrents ate dinner at a Supper Club in town which was a steak house .... none of us Scotties got any left overs. We were tired!
Sunday morning we awakened at 5 am and hit the road to come home at 6:30. It was like the reverse of going to Wisconsin .... snacking, peeing, eating meals. The trip one way is like 10/11 hours due to all the stops. I made it without getting bited this time but Morgan and Amos really got in a tussle for a few minutes. Not too much blood and no one badly hurt. Mom and I got home around 8:30pm and ... we were tired!
Can't wait to go again next year!!You can see photos of my trip here:
Don't forget to remove the space that dogster puts in the link or it will not work! (The space is right before Door)
May 18th 2011 7:03 am
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Mom is busy packing and I am watching making sure enough food and treats go in the duffle bag as well as my new green monkey that I got for my birthday. I can't wait to see all the Scotties that come to the Rally from all over the US and Canada. And I want to ride on the wagon float in the parade again! And I hope it is not cold cuz I wanna play with the waves that roll up on the rocky beach on Lake Michigan. We are leaving tomorrow at 4 am with my Scottie friends Amos, Morgan (Dogser dog!), and Laney who I will meet for the first time. Their Mom's will ride in the Suburban with us too! I will have Mom take lots of pictures you can be sure! We will be back very late on Sunday night.
Oh I can't wait I can't wait I can't wait!!!!
April 11th 2011 3:41 am
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Now I lay me down to sleep,
The queen-size bed is soft and deep.
I sleep right in the center groove,
Poor Mommy can hardly move.
I've trapped her legs, she's tucked in tight,
and here is where I pass the night.
No one disturbs me or dares intrude,
Til morning comes and I want food.
I sneak up slowly and it begins,
My nibbles on Momma's chin.
She wakes up slowly and smiles and shouts,
"Oh Sweet Duffy! Just cut it out!"
But morning's here and it's time to play,
I always seem to get my way.
So thank you, Lord, for giving me,
The wonderful Momma that I see.
The one who holds me tight
and shares her bed with me at night!
Changes made to original by me!
May 29th 2010 11:13 am
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Mom took me on a 3 day vacation to Bailey's Harbor, Wisconsin last weekend and I got to splash in Lake Michigan too! We drove up there with 5 other people and a total of 6 Scotties for a big Scottie Rally. All the procedes went for research on bladder cancer in Scottish Terriers. My breed is 50% more likely to get bladder cancer than any other breed. While there I dontated a vial of blood to be used in identifiying the gene responsible for the cancer and I also underwent an ultra sound to see how things are going inside me. All is as it should be we are glad to say!
But I did fun things too! I visited with a pet psychic, met hundreds of Scotties from all over the USA and Canada, spent my first night in a motel with Mom, tried to bite waves on the lake, climbed some cliffs, saw some seagulls, walked on the beach, rode on a big wagon in the parade, and went shopping in a bunch of touristy and pet stores. We loved it so much that we are going again next year for sure!!!!!
If any Scotties out there want any info on the Wisconsin Scottie Rally pmail us as this is an annual event and has been going on for the past 10 years!
I love vacation and hope we get to go again next weekend!
February 2nd 2010 3:31 pm
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I was tagged by Tally!...Name 10 things I like..or LOVE..and then Tag 10 buddies
1) I love my Mom more than anything.
2) I love going to Dad's shop to see him!
3) I love going to the dog park!
4) I love to play chase with other doggies!
5) I love going everywhere with Mom, especially if we go out to lunch!
6) I love my pack ... Georgie, Jackson, Pepsi, Gilbert, and Buster!
7) I love riding in the car
8) I love getting treats and bully sticks!
9) I love to play tug of war with my stuffies.
10) I love to be anywhere OUTSIDE!
My buddies I am tagging
2 Dusty the Puppycat
5 Royal Bentley Deeogee
7 Momma Dog
October 21st 2009 5:19 pm
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1. What Costume?? Your pawrents are taking you out Trick or Treating! They're both ready in their costumes, but you're still stuck in your room choosing yours! Gotta hurry! What do you do?
a. Just grab a random costume and put it on! Who cares?? You know you always look good in any outfit!
b. Take your time and just find the purfect costume! Mom and Dad can wait, can't they?
c. Run to your pawrents and go trick or treating without any costume at all! Anyways, still got my fur.
Answer fur me: B Mom has a blast doing this stuff
2. Sugar Rush! Looks like you caught the eye of the person at the first stop! She thinks you're so adorable she decided to let you choose the candy you want! What do you pick?
a. CHOCOLATE!!! It may not be good fur pups, but it's so worth it!
b. Cherry Lollipops, makes me look sassy!
c. Bubblegum! I just wuv the bubbles!
Answer fur me: A Mom loves chocolate and I could maybe use it to barter some extra time at the dog park!
3. Scary Monster!!! Oh noes! There's a huge scary monster on your front porch! Of course, you gotta protect your pawrents somehow! How will you do it?
a. Growl at the thing. Might be even be afraid of you!
b. Push your pawrents aside and run along with them! It's best that you're all safe.
c. Hide behind your pawrents. They're stronger, and not to mention braver, let them do the work.
Answer fur me: A. I think I am a Great Dane in a Scottie suit.
4. Opinions?? So, what did you think about this game?
Not too tough BOL!
Off to tag some of my furriends now! ^_^
I will tag....
June 18th 2009 3:05 pm
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"It came to me that every time I lose a dog they take a piece of my heart with them. And every new dog who comes into my life gifts me with a piece of their heart. If I live long enough, all the components of my heart will be dog, and I will become as generous and loving as they are."
January 3rd 2009 6:57 am
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This is a game to help us all get to know each other.
The rules are simple, just state 7 facts about yourself and post them in your diary so we can all learn more about you. Then tag 7 pals, who have not yet been tagged, to continue the fun. Copy and send this note to let them know they've been tagged and to come and read our diary. Post the names of the pups you tagged in your diary so everyone will know. That’s it.
So come and read my seven facts, okay?
1. I will soon be married on Valentines Dayto the love of my life! Georgie has changed my whole world.
2. I live and breath for the dog park. I like it better than most treats and we all know how much I love food BOL!
3. I get to go to work with Mom everyday. In fact, I get to go most everywhere with Mom.
4. Mom rescued me from a puppy mill when I was 11 months old. Thank you Mom!
5. I don't like horses, not even my sister Mariah. I think they are too big and very scary!
6. My favorite game is Chase! and then I like to play tug of war.
7. I am my Mom's shadow and I adore her.
1. Bearbut, my favorite cat friend.
3. Ernie George
6. Rudy Patudy
November 25th 2008 6:46 pm
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Just like any other morning I got up and was let outside to do my business. There was frost on the lawn and I could hear it crunching under my paws and if I looked back I could see my paw prints melting. I yawned still a bit sleepy and saw that I was making breath ghosts. That last one looked like a fat turkey and that was when I remembered it was Thanksgiving Day! My favorite holiday. OK, all holidays are my favorites but this one is where we celebrate food. As I made my way over to my best business bush a dumb squirrel dashes out and makes for a tree at the end of the yard. It got me to thinking ... turkey is tastey but squirrel is scrumptious. I kept my eye on the scampering squirrel.
Moving on to check the rest of the yard I began to mull over various squirrel recipes. It dawned on me that it would take a lot more squirrels than turkeys to feed me and all my family. Lots more. I headed towards the end of the yard where the chicken poop squirrel ran for cover. Who the heck ever said that squirrels taste like chicken? No, squirrels taste like squirrels BOL ...scrumptious. I personally never had one but I was told by a neighbor Chow that they are really good. The dumb thing is sitting up under that walnut tree working on a walnut morsel .... watching me watching him. There was enough distance between me and him for him to still feel safe so I barked out " Hey, Mr. Squirrel, what are you doing for Thanksgiving dinner?" The squirrel set his walnut down and cleaned his little cheeks with his paws and says "A large bunch of us neighborhood squirrels are meeting at the 100 year old Oak tree on the Wilson place tonight. We are all bringing stuff ... walnut and pecan casseroles, garden tomatoes that we stole this summer, and there will be mulberry pies afterwards."
I mosied a little closer and he began flicking his tail so I knew he would dash off soon. I pretended to find something interesting to sniff at and noticed that he was actually kinda scrawny and that it really would take lots of them buggers to a make a feast. And then an idea came to me. I barked at silly squirrel and said "That's what we are having this evening too. But Mom also made roasted acorns, corn on the cob medley, tree seed granola, and gooseberry and strawberry pies!" I noticed that the squirrel quit chewing and he was listening ... I had his attention. So then I barked out "I bet it gets really cold on Thanksgiving evening up in that old Oak tree. The "nest " that I live in is warm and cozy. Why don't you and all your friends come to my "nest" for dinner tonight? Say around 3 PM" and I could tell the squirrel was mulling this over and by the expression on his face the idea was appealing. Then he says" You won't chase and eat us?" And I assured him that it was Thanksgiving and I wouldn't be allowed to do that. He picked his walnut back up and said he would tell all the neighborhood squirrels and that he would see me again later that night. "Thanks for the invite!" and he runs up the tree and jumps from limb to limb out of sight.
Mom will be so surprised at 3 PM when they show up. I will have to figure out a way to catch them all at once so we can shove them in the roasting pan and fix 'em up in the oven. Plenty of time for dinner. BOL I am such the smart Scottie. I finished my business and went to the back door and barked to be let back in.
The day passed as usual for a Thanksgiving Day with a lot of activity in the kitchen and Mom making all kinds of good things to eat. I practiced my best Eeyoure-eyes-poor-me look and received a handout of various tidbits each time. We should celebrate food more often! Time passed quickly and before I knew it, it was quarter of 3. I looked out the window and there was not a squirrel in sight. I checked all the windows in all the rooms and no squirrels. Darn! He must have seen through my scheme.
By 4 PM Mom's guests started to arrive and the table was being set. The golden roast turkey was on the counter "resting" (What the heck did he do all day that he needed to rest?), the gravy was steaming on the stove top, and the scent of dinner rolls wafted in the air. I went to the water bowl for a drink so everyone wouldn't know that it was drool on my beard. By 5PM they all began to sit at the table and I made for a spot beneath baby Caleb's highchair. Lots of food will fall here! Everyone held hands and Grace was said and then the platter was passed. It was ON! Just as everyone began to dig in we all heard a noise in the kitchen. Sounded like a pot lid had turned over. Then there was a huge bang as something fell off the stove. Everyone jumped up from the table to go see. I was torn .... join them or think about all those unattended plates laden with glorious food on the table above me. I decided it would be in my best interest to join them in the kitchen.
Chaos! Disaster! And major confusion. Squirrels, hundreds of them, scampering all over the kitchen. How did they get in? Then I heard Mom say that she left the kitchen door open a tad to let the heat out of the kitchen and she forgot about it. There were squirrels on the counter, on the table, the stove, and they had the refrigerator door open and were scampering through the shelves. All the extras and "seconds" were spilled on the floor, there were candied yams on the wall and mashed potatoes clinging to the blades of the ceiling fan, and several squirrels were in the fridge shooting each other with the cans of whipped cream. All the pecans were stripped off the pies and there were squirrels with bulging cheeks stuffing their faces with olives and those little pickled ears of corn. What the heck ... this wasn't suppose to happen. We were going to eat THEM. Aunt Janie was screaming because one of the squirrels was coming towards her so she jumped up on the kitchen chair and the squirrel and half of his friends chose to escape through the door.... and into the dining room. NO! Not the dining room. Hot on their tails I bolted after them just in time to see them hop up on the table and begin to feast on my family's plates. I couldn't let this happen so I hopped up on the table too intending to put a stop to this catastrophe. But once up there with them the scent of the roast turkey seemed to become my new priority. Plate after plate I wolfed down everyone's turkey. When that was done, filled to bursting my belly dragging the table top, I headed for the platter. I was eyeing some choice pieces when I heard Mom calling me from a distance. She was shaking my shoulder and saying "Wake up Duffy. That must be some dream you were having. Your little feet were running and your tongue was licking your lips! Dreaming about dinner tonight, were you?" A dream? Just a dream? What a relief! I think I want my Thanksgiving to be just like the previous one .... home with my family, enjoying a few bites of turkey, getting my head scratched by everyone and then a nap in the hallway where I can keep one ear on the living room and the other on the kitchen. After all, someone may go for seconds!
October 30th 2008 10:49 am
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Yes, it is true. Besides all my dog friends I have a human fan club too! I go a lot of places in the course of a week and everyone remembers me and makes over me and I totally love it! But there are two very special ladies that are above all others. Both work at McDonalds on Mueller Rd and South Lindbergh. Their names are Tammy and Jessica. For sure they would be my girlfriends if I hadn't already found the love of my life, Georgie.
Tammy and Jessica think I am cute. Truth be known I like them pretty much too BOL. They give me treats and let me know each and every time we go through the drive through just how cute I am. Its in the ears I hear tell! Because of these two very special ladies, I have to say that McDonald's ROCKS! Thanks Tammy and Jessica, you make life GOOD! Aaaaarrrrooooooo!