It’s the lazy, hazy, days of summer. And mom’s a grump……..

 

Well it’s 6 o’clock in the morning, and really what is up with mom. Last night I was feeling a little needy. That rarely happens to me, but I felt it was important to get a little close to her and let her know just how much I love her.

So out of the blue in this moment of tranquil love, I hear “geeze Annie, can’t you move. Annie, get your feet out of my face. Annie go see your dad already. Annie you’re killing me, I have to put the fan on. (she already had the two, yup I said two air conditioners on). So I did what any self respecting dog would do, I sat on her and kissed her face until she cried uncle.

I just can’t figure that gal out, she’s normally so loving, but last night a big, old grump. I didn’t get any sleep at all.

But it’s okay I’ll just make up for it this morning.

Hope all your people are not grumpy today. And that your nights be full of non-disrupted dreams.

Loving you, snoozy Annie

And they wonder why…….

I heard dad say that I’m just a big ole tongue covered in fur. I’m guessing he said that, because I like to kiss them. But geeze, take a look at this life we live. I’m so comfy in this first picture that my back foot is pushed up against my cheek. I can make myself really small when I’ve a mind.
And check out the girl dog. If you look close, there is a BIG wet spot on the pillow she is laying on, the girl do love to lick……..Anyway she’s sprawled out in a way fit for a queen. Okay, so around here she is a queen. But we figure we deserve it. After all, who makes them laugh, worry, giggle, and just licked? It's us that’s who, and who deserves it more than them. The givers of walks, and pillows, couch’s, big beds. Of Ice cubes (my favorite thing) and Taste of the Wild dog food-oh yummy, it tastes like salmon. The giver of belly rubs, and scrunchy faces. The parents that’s who.
The way we figure we are one lucky bunch. two dogs, two people and  one whole lot of love.
Wishing you dry pillows, the wet one’s are really annoying, and smiles that you can share.
Love, the curled up Quigley and Queen Annie, until tomorrow

It’s so hard to be-----us.

 

Well it was the end of mothers day, and we spent it being adorable for mom. It was all we could do, since dad wouldn’t let us cook or bake anything, we decided to just be cute.

This is a new toy that mom bought for us a few days ago, and as you can see we just love it.

Annie loves to hog it up, but if I just bide my time, she usually falls asleep and I can have a turn. It pays off to be patient in this house.

The hover craft is flying over me, just look at that stare. She doesn’t scare me though, I’m still bigger than her, even if she is the boss.

Hope that you had so much fun on Mothers day that you fell asleep on the couch with a toy in your mouth, or at least a smile on your lips.

Love and giggles,

Annie and Quigley

Happy Mothers day!!!

 

Before I get to that, this is me pleading for an ice cube. Please dad, please. They are now my most favorite thing in the world (chewing wise that is) And quite honestly, I can get mom to give them to me with a look, a turn of my head, just standing in front of the fridge. But dad, he’s more hard core, so I had to resort to begging.

But now to the topic at hand. Happy Mothers day to all the mothers out there. Mothers to 4 legged creatures as well as 2 legged ones.

We have to tell you having a mother is one fine thing. They love you to pieces and let you do just about anything, as long as it won’t hurt you.

Or your sister or brother. Sometimes they even let you live after hurting them. Sis and I were out in the yard the other evening. We were having a wonderful time, running hard, chasing each other, and hearing mom say, “you better not run into me.”

Now what we heard was “go ahead, run into me.” And we did. Boy did she flop down fast and then when she was laying on the ground, it looked like when she is in bed in the morning, waiting for us to wake her up. So we did what we always do, we jumped on her and covered her face with kisses. Now this is where it gets confusing. She didn’t seem to like it at all. She started talking really loud-honestly I think she scared the neighbor-about how she might kill us when she got up. Again we thought she said kiss us, so we were even more confused.

But as you see, all is well, she is okay minus a few bruises on her legs. And we are safe and sound in a home with a momma that still loves us.

So we are wishing you a wonderful day, where no one knocks you down. But still covers your faces with kisses.

Love and nuzzles,

the very lucky, Quigley and Annie

It’s a Bucket day in Pa.

The dreaded bucket has raised it’s ugly head again. It’s been pretty dry around here lately and because of that, we haven’t had to endure this torture.
But today, we are having some rain, and on top of it, dad’s making new beds for plants. Personally I think the beds are soft enough, and muddy enough and just wet enough for my tiny feet to lightly dance across. Oh but that means I have to endure this.
Brub was a little smarter that I was and he didn’t get muddy. But he hates the bucket even more than me, sooooooooo he did his normal,(I’ll just hide under the table and look the other way) You know the old if I can’t see them, then they can’t see me.
But while he’s hiding, (Some protector he is) I am now getting my front paws done. Yuck.,,,,,
I looked to mom for a little help, but as you can see, it didn’t work.
But now they (my pretty little toes) are clean, and pretty soon they’ll let me back in the living room.
Hope your day is sunny and your feet are dry and you big ones let you back on the couch soon.
Love, Annie and her non protector brother Quig.

A little more of Ohiopyle

 

Good morning all, we just wanted to share a little more of Ohiopyle. This little butterfly (that we spotted first, by the way) decided to pose for dad. It stayed right where you see it for quite awhile, while dad fiddled with his big, black hangy thing. (He calls it a camera, what weird words they use)

Below is another picture of Ohiopyle that we wanted to share, but let me tell you, we were tired little puppies when we got home. Here I am snuggled under the picnic table on our deck.

With my sweet sissy staying close and keeping an eye on me.

We are trying to see why dad has to work. We much prefer having him close all the time. It’s so hard training him, when he leaves everyday for such a long time.

Just think about it, we could do this walk every day if only he’d sit and stay, where he belongs.

Hope your fields are green, and your loved ones close,

Love and licks,

Quigley and Annie

Featuring------The Yard----

 

This is mom’s Wisteria. She thinks it is beautiful, me-I think it tastes good. I know, I know it’s not food, but it smells heavenly.

Now this is mom’s other favorite. It is a tree peony. This one doesn’t last as long—No, not because I eat it, just because, well it just doesn’t live long.

That’s me, peeking at that Peony. It is pretty, but I have to pick my battles. And this one, I just let slide.

Annie’s doing her, don’t even think about it brub. It will be me that get’s into trouble, and I’d rather not deal with that today.

Oh yeah and this is dad’s favorite thing. His garden. He started these plants in his hydro-pon-ic (again this is one of those what-ever moments) garden in the black hole of our house that they call a basement.

If you look really close, you can see the beginning of a hot pepper.

Oh well, hope your day is full of pretty flowers, and sweet faces. My lucky mom’s is.

We love you all, Quig the flower slayer and Annie the wise.