I’m not sure what we did.

 

Dad, please make her stay. Don’t let her go. Mom is going somewhere today without us. How can she do that. And to make it all worse it is to see Aunt Maria. She promises to be back in a few days, but to us that is forever.

Do you think begging will work?  Whatever, we promise to be good. We won’t make dad crazy, (well maybe a little) we’ll do whatever we need to, to get her back home soon.

It will be a few days before we check in again. It’s gonna be a 24 hr. day taking care of dad.

Love, the missing mom kids,

Annie and Quigley

I want to be a cover girl----kind of

 

Lately people have been saying how BEAUTIFUL I am. And dad is a really good photographer, so ,I ‘m not  sure if it’s me or his ability.

But the reality is , being a photo model is really hard work. He follows me around all the time, with this BIG black thing stuck in my face. I squirm, or try to get away, but he’ll do anything to get a good shot. He gets on his knees, his belly and sometimes seems to stand on his head.

I know in the end, he’ll get his chance to take the perfect picture. Lucky for him, I’ve  such a perfect face.

Love to all of you, may the drops of rain miss you today.

And to our friend Mr. Neos, please feel better. He needs your prayers like Quig did. He seems to have a similar problem and we want him to feel better as fast as Quig did.

From

Annie, I could be a calendar girl

Let us in-----Please.

 

The sun is out and it’s really pretty. But for some reason, mom hasn’t opened the door. Okay so we are suppose to be helping dad in the yard. But the thing he calls a lawn mower, (we call it loud and grumpy) is really annoying. It attacks the grass with a ferocious growl.

Now the word is, WE ruined the yard. With our running and playing. Okay, so maybe Quigley  has dug a hole or ten, and maybe I love to do my business in the ferns and flowers. But dad actually takes a big machine to destroy the grass. Just look at this face, does it look anything but angelic to you?

Oh well it’s another day, and we aren’t going anywhere.

Love and sweet looks,

Quigley and Annie

We’ve made it…..we hit a home run

Last night we were talking and I asked brub if he knew what tomorrow  (today)  was. He is really beautiful, but it’s a good thing he has me to think for him, cause he didn’t have a clue.

So I gave him a little tug on his foot and said, it’s the day our other mother Johnna was talking about. The year mark. It’s that day, a day called an anniversary. I heard mom and dad talking once, about how we could go back to Mississippi within a year. Personally I think they were talking out of their butts (whoops, can I say that?),who do they think they were fooling, we weren’t ever going anywhere.

But now we can do whatever we want, we made it to our anniversary. They CAN’T send us back. Woo hoo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Now listen,you have to act like we aren’t aware of the new circumstance. We have to act like it is just another regular day.

Although I think we deserve a party or something.

Maybe we will get a cake? Probably not, they are so fussy about what we eat.

I have to say, I love you brub. And before we forget-- here’s  a great big thank you to our other momma, Johnna, for finding our forever home. And Shelli for making it all happen. We owe you both a lot.

It official, they can’t send us back. Although I figure it would take more than a year to wretch us out of our mom and dad’s heart’s. They love us more than any one knows.
And thanks to all of you, for coming to hear what our year has been like.
We love you all, we love each other, and we love our people.
Here’s to another year, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh wonder what it will bring.

Much love, from a very happy Annie and Quigley
Settled in their forever home, forever……………..

I love the man from the top of his head toooooooooooooooooo

First of all I wanted to say Good Morning. If I could I’d wake you up just like I do mom. With lots and lots of kisses. It makes her giggle and we love to hear her do that. It’s also a really quick way to get her out of bed.
But about how much I love our dad, well from the tip of his head to the bottom of his pretty little feet. I know the way the saying go's is to the tips of his toes, but I really love the bottom of his feet, and when I touch his toes, well, he moves them because he says that it tickles....whatever that is..........................
Dad likes to snooze a little in the evenings, and me, well I like to lick feet. Dad’s feet, mom’s feet, my feet, even Quigley’s when he’ll let me. I think dad needs to be pampered after a long day of work, and I’m just the girl to do it.
Okay, so he may not like it as much as I do, but well he’ll have to adjust.
I hope that at the end of your day, you have someone to love you so much that they will kiss your feet.
I do and would if only I could reach them.
Happy day, with lots of love,
Annie

Doing a little double timing on dad.

Dad works really hard when he leaves us everyday. And we are really sorry about that, but when he gets home he has one more thing he HAS to do. He has to walk us again.
Now we know  he loves playing a game(?) on the computer.( in case you don't know a computer is that strange looking thing in front of him.) But no matter what he just can’t put us off too long We know how to work him and so we try every thing to remind him.
HereAnnie was encouraging me to nudge him one more time, but he doesn’t like that too much, something about making him shoot when he doesn’t want to. But we carried on until he smiled and said okay, lets go.
 Good dad…….
This picture is for any of you who are wondering how I’m doing. I look pretty good, if I have to say so myself. And I seem to feel wonderful.
Have a non rain, sunny day,
Love, Quigley and his pretty side kick, Annie

I’m going to go down in History.

 

My dad made me immortal. He painted my portrait. And I have to say, he did a super job. I’m a star, he’s a star, Quigley is a star, and mom, well she’s my mom, and I love her.

Love, A very pleased with herself,

Annie

Monday morning

 

Well here we are bright eyed and bushy tailed.(Well at least Annie’s bushy tailed) And well, we want to go for a walk.

We had a busy weekend. Friday morning we had to go back to see big Doc and have Quigley’s blood tested again. He love’s it, I have a much harder time with it all. Poor boy, no matter how many times they poke him, he doesn’t realize that, when we go there, they are going to do it again. But lucky for all of us, his blood work continues to be good, and his urine is clear.

We walked a lot this weekend, and that made us very happy. But it’s monday and we haven’t gone today.

I am not sure what is taking dad soooooooooooo long. Here we are trying to get him to move.  But sometime in the morning he moves so slowly.

Well you’ll be happy to hear, that we did go on our walk and dad went off to work.

Hope your day is beautiful, and all your dreams come true.

Love, Annie and Quigley

Hey dad, we gotta get home. I just remembered something…..

 

Oh Jeez, we forgot to wish cousin Tee a happy birthday. How could we have done that.

Maybe if we sing to her, she won’t be too sad.

Okay, here goes. Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you. Happy Birthday dear Therese, happy birthday to you.

Oh yeah and May you have many more. Please forgive us for being so absent minded. Even Aunt Maria want’s us to wish you a happy belated one for her.

Just to be fair, you can forget our birthdays too.

We love you very much, the adorable, but sometime late,

Annie and Quigley

Lucky for me, it’s time to smell the flowers.

 

So as you all know we went back to see my bff’s yesterday. It was the best fun. I got to kiss all my girls and meet new people. I got to see the pugs and Cinnamon. I don’t know where Frenchie was,I never did see her.

And as usual they poked me, but they are so good at it, I never even noticed. After big Doc got there, it wasn’t long, he read the results and Yayyyyyyyyyyyy, they were good. Mom gets to start decreasing my prednisone, and if the numbers stay good, we will be able to be off of them in about a month or so. It makes her so happy, but me, I  don’t know what all the fuss is about. I get to eat mozzarella cheese every morning and it’s yummy. She thinks she’s pulling one over on me, but I know something is hidden inside of it, but who care’s, it taste’s great.

So mom wanted to do something nice for my girls, oh yeah and big doc too, them being so good to me and all. And decided to bake something for them. They work long hours and so hard, so she thought a treat may make them smile.

She made Grandma Annie’s Ricotta pie. I have never tasted it, but everyone raves about it, so I am assuming it’s good.

This is what was waiting when we went yesterday to do my blood work.

 

She’s guessing they liked it okay.

So it seems I’m on the mend, mom and dad are over the moon. Big doc said we were really lucky it was such a mild case and we found it so early.

Thanks again to all of you.

And may your bodily functions always do what they are suppose too,

Love and kisses, Quigley

Hold the phone

 

I know they are worried about my brub. So am I. But come on--------I live here too. I am as cute as he is, we all know I’m smarter than he is,(although I have to admit, he is working this, sick thing to the end degree). So why do they think they can take all the attention away from me to him? AND NOW THIS…………………………………………………………………

These are NOT Quigley’s feet, they are mine .Darn it. The typist of this group needs to get a grip.

Now I feel better, I just needed to get that off of my chest. And feet.

Love, the most neglected,

Annie

I know they were worried, But really?

 

The parents are a little wonky these days. I am really doing well. But they keep looking at me. And taking the weirdest pictures. These are my feet. I know they are big and somewhat cute. But why?????? That is my question.

My face I understand, it has unique qualities, but feet are just that feet. I am glad I have mine though, and am just done using them on our second official walk. Life is getting back to normal. Just the way I like it.

Hope your feet are big enough to carry you and happy enough to let you dance.

Love,

Quigley

Good Morning.

 

I may look a little subdued, but it’s because big Doc said I have to try and rest, still. But actually the sparkle in my eye is back full force.

I am waiting for dad to finish his shower and I am taking him for a walk no matter what. I heard Don say I could so there is no getting out of it.

Again, I want to thank every one for their thoughts, prayers and good words. We have to be careful for awhile. To make sure whatever this was doesn’t come back, so as dad says we are being cautiously optimistic. Mom’s tummy still gets butterflies every time I go potty, but so far, so good. I am not to crazy about my pills, I think they make me sleepy. I am getting one so my tummy doesn’t get butterflies like mom’s does.

I’ll see you all tomorrow, I have to go make dad hurry up, my feet are starting to itch.

Love, Quig, and the most wonderful Annie

I’m feeling better.

Thanks to all of you who prayed for me. I seem to be getting better. Much to my momma’s relief. Big Doc, our vet, who I LOVE, is feeling relieved too. Except for the fact, that he can’t figure out what caused my illness.

He told mom and dad the first day that it could just go away. But we wouldn’t know that for awhile. He gave me med’s and by this morning, when I was going back for more test’s my urine was almost normal. No color other than yellow.

I came home from the second test--,but first-- did I tell you I fell in love there? There was this one girl who thought I was the coolest dog ever. Can you believe it?

Anyway, I wasn’t home for more than 20 minutes and Doc’s office called to say he wanted to do more test’s. That scared mom a lot, but I just figured I’d get to see my sweet girl again. She put me in the car so we could go right away and left Annie home alone. Oh that is another story for another day…….
When we got to the veterinary clinic I couldn’t wait to get out of the car. I was pulling mom all over the place. I finally got inside and went directly to MY door and waited for HER to come. Finally, she did and as mom likes to tell everyone, I never looked back.

They called the house about 3 hours later and told the parents they could come and get me.Mom was still nervous, wondering what the tests would say. Well they said I’m fine. No stones, no swellings, no enlarged anything. I still have one blood number that is way to high, but other than that I’m perfect (if I have to say so myself).

I have to take pills for at least a month, but I can start walking dad tomorrow. Annie is very happy about this too. We all believe I am going to be a okay.

Please continue to pray for me, I appreciate it more than you could know. I’m afraid I’ll be getting into trouble again real soon. Although I have a feeling mom is going to go easy on me for at least a little while.
Love, the getting better every moment,
Quigley

Sorry no pictures today.

Hi this is from Quigley's mom. I've got a serious post to make today. We were walking Quigley this afternoon, and as is normal we got maybe 20 feet into the walk and he pee'd . What we saw was really scary. His urine was the color of grape juice. We got on the phone immediately and called his buddy Dr. Tummons. While we were waiting for some information on the phone, we headed straight to his office.
We didn't wait very long when they took him in back to examine him.
It turns out what we saw wasn't blood, but the pigment from his blood. It seems our boy has some type of blood disease. At this point we are not sure how serious it is. We caught it immediately, but it may have been going on for quite awhile. We will be taking him in every morning for some shots and blood draws. It may go away as quickly as it came, or we may have to treat him for a long time. At this point we just don't know. His numbers are really good as we caught it so quickly.
What I would like to ask of all of you who come to hear of their antic's is please pray for our little boy. He can't go on his walks until we fix this, so he is going to be pretty sad. His poor sister is beside herself, they took him without her in the back, and she just whimpered and cried  until he came back to her.
 We are going to do all and anything to get him well, it is his body distroying his blood, we have to make it stop. A good thing his vet loves him and he loves his vet.  So he won't mind going everyday.

So please remember him in your prayers. I believe God love's dogs and will hear us.
Thank you in advance,
with love,
Camille and John

What are you doing home????

 

So for a couple of hours every day, we get to be on our own. The parents go off either to work or shopping. We get a rawhide, to sooth our sorrow at them leaving us behind (are we good or what?) And then, we can check to make sure the house is secure and safe.

After that is done, well we do what any self respecting dog would do. We rest.

But once in awhile they fool us. Here we are, happy as can be, and wham---a camera and proof. We love this bed. It is where Aunt Maria sleeps when she is here, so the parents don’t like for us to lay on the spread. But we figure since it’s called a spread, that is what we should do. Spread our pretty little bodies out on it.

But this time we got busted. No bad stuff happened tho, they seem to think most stuff we do is cute. As long as we don’t eat it……..

Have a happy day and go ahead, have a nap on a big bed, with a nice spread.

Love, Annie and Quigley

Just enjoying a sunny day.

 

It’s warm and sunny here. And I have to say, we are loving it.

For some reason, the grass isn’t growing back in our yard,(mom blames that on us) But then she says that we are better than any green yard.

Quigley loves lounging in the living room, or dinning room, or craft room or kitchen. He is becoming one BIG old lug if you ask me. But say the word walk, or car and he is up and at it.

We are having a lazy Saturday in our house, but we wanted to stop in and say hello. Hope your lazy day is fun and warm and sunny.

Love, Annie and Quigley

Did they Have to take this picture?

 

And they wonder why I don’t like to do my business any where other than my own back yard. Whenever we walk and I just can’t wait until we get home, I will, sometime, act like any other dog, and do my stuff. Right out there in the open. I prefer not to, but when nature calls sometime you just can’t wait. Oh and how they carry on, good girl Annie, smart girl Annie, we’re so proud Annie. So I figure this is a good thing.

BUT this, a picture to prove I can act like a regular dog. I’m so embarrassed. I may never be able to show my face at Hutchensen again.

Oh what a pair those two make…..

I love them and you anyway,

Annie

I want my mommy

So I made a” little” mistake yesterday. It’s really not my fault. If you remember I warned them, that once the net was off, so were all bets.
A little back round story . Sissy and I were having a wonderful time playing outside while dad was cutting a tree. We frolicked and played and chased each other, when Annie decided she could get away from me by going over the pond area. Ha, I showed her, I figured I’d just cut her off and made a flying leap. Yup, you guessed it, I leaped right into the beach area of the pond. Now I am not sure why dad calls that a beach, if you remember I’ve seen a beach, and believe me, that’s not one. Anyway, I got  alllllllllll wet and a little muddy, when I figured I better hide before anyone saw me. I dug a really nice hole, one that I fit into really well, and sat.
The next thing I knew was I was getting a bath in that silly child's pool, on the porch, in the cold.
Hence, I WANT MY MOMMY.
Little help she was, she just laughed and made me stay in the kitchen till I was totally dry.
Ouy, what a day.
Love, Quigley

Just what where they thinking?

It was the end of Easter Sunday and they had a thought. Not a very good one as far as we were  concerned.

So they pull out these ears. In case you didn’t know they are bunny ears. I am not sure where they get these ideas.  It’s like some little demon gets hold of their heads for a moment or two, and they think it will be cute.

Honestly does this look cute to you? I hope your mom and dad’s didn’t abuse you this way. And on top of it, we got no Candy.

Oh well, it will be another year before they do THIS to us again.
Love the embarrassed, Quigley and Annie.