Miss Sandy came by today.

Mom has been telling us about Miss Sandy. She said that she was going to be a special friend to us, and boy was she right. The phone rang and we heard mom saying “How fun, Sandy is coming today.”

When mom says that something is going to be fun, we sit up and listen, cause she is always right. We were pretty tired after our trip to Ohiopyle, but we tried to stay awake anyway. (The story and pictures of Ohiopyle will be coming next, we are having trouble choosing the pictures, as they are all wonderful)

All of a sudden, there was a knock at the door, and in walked Miss Sandy, and she had gifts. Wonderful gifts, but that is not why we fell in love. I think it was her smile, and her sweet voice, and the fact that she didn’t care if we jumped on her. (We didn’t though, mom and dad made sure of that) But we did give her lots of love, lots of kisses and just sweetness. We love having new people come to visit, it just makes our little family bigger every day. Thank you Sandy, you did so much more that we expected, we just wanted to see your smile. Come back anytime.

We love you, Annie and Quigley

Mountain dogs

Mom thinks Bernese Mountain dogs are the cat's meow. Now that's a statement isn't it. Anyway, every time she see's one in a magazine, or on tv, she goes nuts. She thinks they are just soooooooooo very beautiful. Well Quigley, feels a little bad about that, after all he considers himself quite handsome and of great stature.

But to try to compare himself with a dog he can't sniff, well it just isn't fair. I mean will that dog wag it's tail a hundred miles an hour when she walks into a room? I ask you, will it jump on the bed to get close and nibble on her ear?(okay she hate's that, so it may not be the best example) But really.

 So last night we decided to try and give her a little of what she wanted and we thought maybe we could use her as a mountain, and walk all over her while she was in bed. She's got curves you know, and so the terrain goes up and down. I can't understand why she didn't like it. That Cesar guy would have a hissy, but he just doesn't understand sometime's  you've just got to do, what you've got to do. Mom wants a mountain dog and Quig, gave her one.

Now as for me, Aunt Maria say's I am a yoga dog. I not only do down dog, beautifully, but I have some striking poses that would make any yogi jealous. Mom promises to try and get some pictures of it and share with all of you soon. So until then, may all your dogs make you smile, nibble on your ears, or strike a pose, what ever makes you happy.

Hugs, Annie

June 1st... a special day in our house

Today is a special day according to the humans. It is Willy's birthday. As a lot of you know, Willy is the reason dad had to have Aussie's again. He was the MOST WONDERFUL guy. He was smart and sweet, but he didn't have one thing we have tons of, love of other dogs. Mom always says when he became an only child, he was in heaven. He would have been 12 years old today. I have a feeling that we may get something special to celebrate.
We want to  say thanks to him, he is the reason we have the home we have. So Willy, play hard, run fast, and know they still miss you and love you very much. And even though we don't realize it, so do we.

Quigley and Annie

She Came, She Saw, She Loved

We must be a couple of magicians, when Aunt Ria, came, she fell under our spell, and it was love. I gotta tell you she reminds me a lot of Annie, she's tiny and pretty and really strong. It must run in the family, I must take after dad's side. Any way, we did as mom wished and behaved as well as any 10 month old pup's can behave. We fawned over her, licked her as much as anyone would let us, and followed her around, so she wouldn't get away. She and mom went in and out a couple of time's, but we got stuff both time's so it was okay, and dad even got home a little early so that helped. I heard her say, she thought I loved her the best, because I was needier , (again, not a word I care to admit too), but mom thinks it's because I'm Willy re- in -car- nated,( it's that word again,) and I remember how much we loved each other before. Where poor Annie, is learning from the beginning. I don't know who is right, or care, I just know I love her. But I also know Annie love's her too, she looks at her real goofy like. I think she's going back to her house this morning and that makes us sad, but mom say's she will come back again, and one day bring our boy with her. I don't know what our boy is, but mom's never been wrong yet, so I am looking forward to it.
All in all, I think it was a great success, love flowed all around. We all ate good food, theirs different from ours, smiles were given, memories made. That's what day's are meant to be, WONDERFUL.

It's me Quigley, talking for both of us,
XOXOXO

Just a note

 

Mom is in a thither today. Someone special is coming and she said we have to be on our best behavior. As if we ever are not .Anyway, there is this person called Aunt Ria, and mom say’s she already loves us, so we better not blow it. Mom is going  crazy cleaning too, she said we make stuff dirty, can you believe it?  So this note is going to be short, like mom…… I made a joke, ha, ha, ha.. I am sure more later, with pictures of the till now elusive, Aunt Ria.

 

A and Q

Then our 300 lb dog hits the ground.

As you have seen and have been told many time's, Annie is minute.( I mean really tiny, small, of little substance, not 60 of them make an hour, this English language is really confusing)  Anyway she is a really small boned, light framed little girl. Well let me tell you about our little girl. She has the heart of a moose. She has run at me and toppled me with what felt like 50 miles of power. And when she has a toy, and wants to lay down it is like a bull mastiff  has hit the floor. You can hear the thump all the way to the third floor. I can't believe she hasn't hurt herself. How such a little bit of a thing can run with such force, such strength, is beyond me. Mom says it's because she is REALLY a DeCarlo women.
She smiled and said any of you reading this who is a DeCarlo woman, or loves a DeCarlo woman, or just wants to be a DeCarlo woman, will understand.

It's all Greek to me, but I Quigley admit today that I really do love DeCarlo women.  All of them.......

Dogs with really special gifts…That’s not us.

First of all these are the pictures of us coming home from Jumonville yesterday. We really had a wonderful time, Annie took a swim, I sniffed my way through field and stream. Oh the joys of Uniontown’s mountains.

 

But the real story today is by Annie, so here she is. ‘

I heard a story about a wonder dog, This dog helped a little girl with diabetes, he could sense when her sugar was getting either low or high and would alert her parents. Wow, it was wonderful. So I was wondering what I might be able to do for my people that might make a difference in their lives. I am  pretty, but no wonder dog here. But I think I may have come up with something last night. Mom was sleeping really well, because the air was on and the bedroom was nice and cool. Dad was in bed, so was Quigley, and as usual I was on my couch. It gives me time to think, and I thought I got a sense of something. I know how mom hates to get up in the night  to go to the bathroom, but I thought she might need to go and didn’t realize it. So I immediately sprang into action. I ran and jumped on the bed, licked her about a hundred times, and then to make sure she knew what she had to do, I jumped on her stomach. It was then that I heard her say, “Oh geez, now I have to go to the bathroom. “ Success was obtained, Quig did try to stop her, but she bullied through, and in the end felt much better.  I may have found a job.

Stay safe this memorial day, and thanks to all our veterans.

Love, Annie and Quigley