Ziggy vs The Intruder

Ziggy: Who said you could get up on the sofa?
Abby: Auntie Jean said so.
Ziggy: She did not. I'm her favorite dog, not you.
Abby: She did too.
Ziggy: Did not!

Tasty-licious!

I do love nice, juicy chicken legs, baked until tender and brown.

Good grooming

At 9 Dogs Howling, just getting a dog's toe nails trimmed is a major project requiring heavy sedation (for me, the dog, or both). But my friends have dogs who are (almost) always beautifully groomed. Lisa is taking the Schnauzers to be groomed today in honor of my 57th birthday, but I don't think they'll be getting a pert purple bow like Lukie's Millie gets to wear.

Girls have cooties

Lisa's canine nieces, Abby (Scotty) and Muffin (small scruffy terrier) brought their mom (Lisa's sister Judy) to visit for a few days. The boys are not at all happy about that. Abby (shown here) is far too friendly and doesn't seem to understand that girls have cooties that boys must avoid at all costs.

Rub-a-dub-dub, 3 dogs in a tub

I'm on vacation in the Pacific Northwest with Lisa and her family (human, canine, feline). We spent the weekend at Cannon Beach on the Oregon coast, where the dogs enjoyed running on the beach, chasing seagulls, and exploring the tide pools. Only Lionel (aka Weiner) figured out how to swim when a tide pool turned out to be deeper than his extremely short legs could manage. His paws are like paddles so he may have had an advantage over Fritz & Ziggy. Everybody got very wet and very sandy so Lisa popped the boys into the bathtub for a quick rinse that wasn't nearly as fun as playing on the beach.

The service here is terrible

THURSDAY MORNING AT THE 9 DOGS SPA

Jean: You rang, Madam?
Reiki: Yes, about forty times, and no one came! The service at this spa is terrible!
Jean: I'm so sorry, Madam. I was in the middle of giving pedicures to Polly and Patch.
Reiki: Are you saying their pedicures are more important than my bone?
Jean: Your bone, Madam?
Reiki: Yes, my bone. That big one there on the floor.
Jean: Is there a problem with it?
Reiki: Of course there's a problem. I can't reach the bone without getting off the chair. Put the bone on the chair, and make it snappy.
Jean: Of course, Madam. Your wish is my command.

A new 9 Dogs guard post

Yesterday Mr. P. bought a picnic table at Lowe's, not for us to sit at while we enjoy our hotdogs and hamburgers, but as a sort of jungle gym for the dogs. To deter chewing, he sprayed it thoroughly with a disgusting mixture of habanero pepper, alum, dish detergent, and rubbing alcohol. So far Georgie and Patch are not very interested, but Teddy immediately adopted it as a new guard post.