Home again----

 

and missing Andy. Oh we miss Camille and Shelli and the horses and especially the cows----but I really miss Andy.

That boy could run, and they have so much grass to roll and get wet in, well it’s a dogs dream.

But we are home now and it’s nice to have sissy to play with, and dad has more time for us, and mom----

Lets talk about mom. Before we went on our little trip, she use to make us Chicken every other day, in lots of water. She would save the water and that would be our water to drink. She had tons of containers in the fridge (which she said took up way to much space) and then when we wanted water, that is what we got.

But now that she saw how other dogs live, she decided we could just have dry dog food and regular water. Sissy tried to out wait her and force her hand, but she just won’t give in. Me—I don’t mind, I’ll eat or drink anything, but it sure is hard on Annie.

Don’t worry about her though, she sneaks water outside and when no one is looking she eats her dry food.

Such a diva.

Hope you get Chicken water if you want, and that all your needs are met.

Love the Quigley boy and his sister Annie

Looking for our new buds.

So we went on a vacation.

 It was a little scary at first, we weren’t sure if they were going to let us come home or not. But lucky for us they did.
Anyway, we went to see Camille and her mom and dad. And can you believe they have 3 more of us. Well not really us, but kind of us. You know guys that have 4 legs instead of 2, and lots of hair.
Well I, Quigley, thought that was the berries. Annie on the other hand, thought she had to keep everyone in line. She did a lot of—don’t do that, don’t run that far, don’t kiss that other dog, and lots of stay away from my mom. I know she won’t admit it, but she had tons of fun too.
Andy became my best friend, next to sissy. He can run really fast and doesn’t mind to be tumbled. Boy it was the best.
Hope you all didn’t miss us too much. And now we are home for awhile. so don’t worry about us.
I wish for you, new friends, and lots of fun, and every once in awhile a full on tumble.
Love, a very tired, Quigley and his bossy little sis, Annie

My dad’s a cool dad---

 

And my mom is a loon. So, she saw something on a place called Pintrest. It was cool and funky so of course she talked dad into letting her try it on him.

If you look really close, you’ll see he has a purple, pink streak in his hair. Now she promised him that after his shower, it will be gone. But I’m not too sure.

So be kind and don’t judge when you see him and his hair isn’t quite the normal color, cause we’re not quite the normal kind of family.

But we laugh a lot and love a lot, and every once in awhile we end up with pink hair.

Love, the most adoring ,

Quigley

I miss the snow.

 

It is soooooooooooooooo hot here. I know we were southern dogs when we were born. But having lived up north for so long, we can’t believe we ever liked the heat. Dad says we are just like mom. She hates hot weather.

And it’s just, plain old stinking hot here. That’s how mom explains it and we have to agree. It’s too hot to go on our second walk of the day, and so hot, mom doesn’t want us to stay outside too long.

So we decided to remember the snow, and the cold and how much we loved it.

Mom says winter will be here soon, and then we can complain about the cold.

Hope you don’t mind the heat or the cold and never have any reason to complain.

Love,

Quigley

Doing Yoga with dad

 

So dad likes to do some strange movements. He even has a name for it (but you know those guys, they name EVERYTHING), anyway, he calls it Yoga.

We thought he was saying yogi, like the bear and it made more sense to us.

He has a long blankie that he uses when he does this stuff, and it’s a bright and pretty color. It seems he’d rather I didn’t lay on it, but it’s awfully tempting.

As you can see, he is even praying for me to stop. But I couldn’t help but notice the little smile on his face when he looked at me. So I’m thinking that he doesn’t mind all that much.

I’m interviewing for the job of a spotter----how do you think I did?

Anyway, if you need anyone to help you do “down dog” just give me a call.

Love, the yogi,

Annie

Patience is a virtue--

 

At least that is what mom likes to say. (Not that she has very much------oh jeez did we just say that?)

Anyway, here we are waiting for dad to get finished helping mom. She took a really cute picture of Annie this morning, and wanted to download it so she could use it for a posting. Well when she went to download the picture, her phone said she had 5000 pictures to download. (Just a little side note----down load sounds like what we do when we drop a load on our walks. You know what I mean.)

Anyway, she knew that she hadn’t taken 5000 pictures, so she grabbed dad before he could even take us on our first walk of the day. As usual, he figured it out, fixed it, but jeez, doesn’t she know, our walk always comes first….

Sometime I think mom doesn’t think these things through. So that really cute picture of Annie, got deleted , and they took this one instead.

Oh we got our walk—in the rain—and now it’s nap time.

So, we hope you don’t have to have that silly thing called patience today.

One thing you’ll never have to wait for, is our love,

It’s there for you everyday,

Quigley and the very sweet Annie

Mom was looking for-----

a picture of us to share. She hasn’t taken any new ones for awhile so figured she show an old one.
And then she found this. Oh we know, that’s not us. It’s a picture of two of our predecessors. Their names were Spoon (he’s the big guy) and Jessie, she’s the little girl laying on top of him.
They were the first dynamic duo mom and dad had. And we are pretty sure that had they not been so incredible, they (mom and dad) may never have had two dogs at  the same time again. So for that we are really appreciative.
They look like they were really cool pals. Mom gets all soft and fuzzy when she talks about them. So I guess we have some really large paw prints to fill.
But we will give it the old college try. That is if we ever make it to college. Mom said we are smart enough to go, but we don’t like to be that far away from home.
Hope you have a picture of someone or something that makes you go all soft and fuzzy. Have a look at it for us.
Love the new dynamic duo,
Quigley and Annie

They had something called

an anniversary.
Mom and dad celebrated their 21st anniversary yesterday. I’m not sure what that means, but it made them happy, so, I was happy too.
The problem with that was, they left us alone. Do you think that I look happy about that? We have a routine, we walk at certain times, we eat at certain times and when one of them is NOT home, those things do not happen.
I am a creature of comfort. And I was not comfortable yesterday. I have been punishing them ever since. I won’t eat unless coaxed, or even better, hand fed.
I think mom has had enough, I heard her tell Aunt Ria that if I don’t eat this morning, she is going to take my food away and I’ll have to wait until my next feeding. I’m not sure I like this outcome. So I may have to rethink my strategy.
I’ll give you a call, if things get out of hand, I may need your help.
Love,
the not yet hungry Annie

P.S.---- oh yeah, I forgot to tell you--kiss up Quigley will eat his food and mine. He's just no help

One of our many jobs.

 

As you all know. Dogs remember with their noses. And as part of our daily routines we feel we should check to be sure that at some point in the night, nobody switched us out.

So when we get up. After a meal. During our walks, we take a little sniff to be sure, we are who they think we are. It was my turn here, making sure Annie was still our sweet adorable Annie. But to be honest, it would be hard for a,- want to be,- to warp into her body and convince us, it was her , if it wasn’t.

But it’s fun to check and as you can see, she doesn’t mind at all. I kind of think she is looking at me with a lot of love.

Hope everyone you sniff today, looks at you the very same way,

Love, the nosey Quig

Waa haa haa------

 

It was early in the morning. Long before 6 am. We had eaten, and were out for our morning constitution…….

But then we became wild little munchkins. At least that’s what mom calls it. Mom said we look fierce, here, but actually we were laughing . Just laughing at the joy of being alive and having such a wonderful sibling. We slept long and hard all night with mom and dad, we had our chicken water with our food (don’t ask,-- we may be a little spoiled) we emptied out all the stuff that needed emptied out---so we were just having a little fun.

May your day be filled with the joy of having someone you love close. And even if you look a little fierce, remember to laugh. Loud and hard,

We did---

Love, Quigley and Annie

I love to swim, by Annie the Olympic hopeful

So mom and dad had a little deja vu  going on yesterday. They took us back to Jumonville. It was the first trek we had with them when we came to our new home. We loved it then and boy did we love it again.

When we first got there, we smelled all kinds of wonderful smells, deer and critters of all kinds. We walked a long way down, through the trees and came out to a really incredible meadow. And there it was, my own, special pond. It had fresh running mountain water and me......Oh what a day. I jumped right in, and swam around. Then I did what all good red blooded dogs do, I shook all my wet on mom. And she didn't even get mad.
It was a fun day, I'm going to try and be really good, so they take us back there again.

Hope if you find a pond, it has fresh running water from a mountain creek. That's the best.

Love a very satisfied,
Annie

PS, did any of you see how  crazy Quig got.....And they say I'm a bully

Is mom playing favorites?

Aunt Maria told mom she thinks she (mom) is playing favorites.  I don’t think so, cause when Annie’s not around, mom always tells me I’m her favorite.

Of course Annie says she tells her the same, but I think mom says that just to make Annie feel better.

I mean really, Annie is beautiful. Lots of people have never seen a dog that looks like her. So of course she hears about her looks all the time.  But will you look at MY face. Now that is amazing.

And as for watching over our yard, I do just as good of a job. Just a little more—not in your face,--- if you know what I mean. Annie can chirp with the best of them, but when I bark, and I know it’s not often, I get their attention.

So don’t feel sorry for this big old guy, I get more kisses than anyone. And I am very secure in myself.

Have a  wonderful day, and if you need to hear a real bark, just give me a call.

Love, the strong and beautiful,

Quigley

Guarding the Blessed Mother

My granny Annie (the gal I was named after) loved the Blessed Mother. She carried her rosary’s every where she went.
Because of that mom and dad bought this little statue for her and it lived with her at her house.. And now- it’s at our house. (I hear that granny is now living with the Blessed Mother at her house. Sounds like fun to me,)
Because it was hers. and now that it is here, it makes it mine too. So now it is my responsibility to keep her safe.
There are lots of bunnies and birds that come to our yard, and they need to know, you don’t mess with my Blessed Mother.
Aunt Ria and mom really love her , so they’d never forgive me it I let anything get too close
It’s a job I really enjoy, but I’m warning all those critters out there, I’m Not messing around. All noses off.
Have a happy day, may our Blessed Mother bless you all,
Love, Annie.