Sun Shine Day.

Hey everypup ~Scooter here~

The sun was out today and we spent a good part of it outside getting dirty, barking at noises, watching Mom do stuff in the yard.  All in all a very good day to be Chief Snoopervisor.  This dog can delegate, let me tell you.

Inspecting that my eyelids are up to code.
Very hard business.

 The sun didn't warm the back yard up until the late afternoon, but that was ok with me.  We all took turns making sure Mom was on task working on "our" yard.  The Rhodies and Azaleas haven't started blooming yet, but the Forsythia in the back corner of the fence line has started it's glory for the spring.

Yellow Forsythia.  

A pop of yellow color along the back fence line.  

 Nothing up here has really started filling in or popping color yet, but if we check back in a month it will be full of spring color.  We might even have the flower tower filled in with some flowers for the next sunshine day.

That's Cutter up there peeing like a girl!

As all you pups can see, it is hard to snoopervise all this activity and still keep up on my beauty rest.  I hope all you other pups had a great weekend and that you are enjoying spring as well.

Sniff at ya later ~Scooter~

Scooter's Pondering Stuff.

Hey everypup ~Scooter here~

As many of you know I am a dog of very small brain.  So sometimes I have questions that I ponder and might need answering.  So if any pup out there might know some of these answers it would help me fill in some of the fluff in my brain.

Charlie Down Under do you "spring forward" and "fall back"?  That's where we insane Americans change our clock an hour one way or the other depending on the season.  Well most of us, there are some states that are sane enough to figure out there is no reason any longer to change the clocks twice a year.

Coco Rose & Puffy now that you have settled from California to New Mexico, do the sunsets look better?  Sunrises are for the birds if you ask me, but sunsets....those are things to bask in and enjoy.

Whitley & Finley Moo or Oink for MEATZ™ BBQ?  Spicy or Sweet sauce if it is even needed?

Zoe now that you are growing out your fluffy side of yourself, (obviously not up to military regulations) will you let them grow out enough to sport dreadlocks?

Jelly have you settled into your new house and looking forward to princess duty in your new yard as well?

Zpup oh, so many questions....think, think, think, focus....ok, got it.  When you do the Westie Stwut - what are you whistling?

Hershey & Winkie sniff to the east, sniff to the west.  Do you still know no matter what, which way the ocean breeze is blowing?

Well, that's all I have for today.  I have many more pondering thoughts that bubble up, so expect more.

Sniff at ya later ~Scooter~

A Spot I Am Not At.

Hey everypup ~Scooter here~

Well Mom tucked tail and headed to the ocean to have some fun.  Left us pups all scattered in the wind with pup sitters.  Not sure who has it best.  Cutter and Pepper got to "Staycation" at home while Misty and I got to go hang out and be spoiled by MsL.  Always the better option if Mom goes out of town.

I've been laying around getting my belly scratched while Mom sends me pictures on my iBone.  I've ignored commenting on any that don't actually have any driftwood in the picture.  BOL.

Interpretation.  

Dragon Snap Wood

Kiss on the Ocean.

Mom says this is a Unicorn footprint and worth money. 

 Not sure who is having more fun.  Me with my bellah scritches, barking when I want and ruling as much as I can at MsL's house with all the chaos there.

Mom may have sand between her toes, but I have things to bark at along the fence!!

Sniff at ya later ~Scooter~

Tagged but not Bagged.

Hey everypup ~Scooter here~

Well yesterday Misty got tagged with an award and it looks like today I got the same award that showed up in the mail.  I know - who thought the USPS delivered on Sundays!  Above and beyond the call of duty.

Behold my glorious trophy bestowed upon me by Whitley.

Bluch, it's pink and has a heart on it!








Here are the rules.  Yes, can you believe an award for my stunning personality and wit has boundaries?

1.  Each nominee must link back the person who nominated them.

2.  Answer the 10 questions which are given to you by the nominator.

3.  Nominate 10 other bloggers for this award.

4.  Create 10 questions for your nominees to answer.

5.  Let the nominees know they have been nominated by going to their blog and notifying them.

 Now here comes the doozy part of it all.  The probing questions put forth to me.

1.  Has you ever killed a varmint?

I sure would like to.  If I could I'd take down every EVIL NEMESIS SQUIRREL, fence hopping, tree jumping one I could.  Except I'm vertically challenged so all I can do is BARKBARKBARKBARKBARK at them until I get yelled at.

2.  Do ya likes goin swimmin?

I do not like water, Scooter I am.

3.  Does ya like da kitties like I do?

I like Lucy the garage Kitteh, and she likes me and Misty.  She got overwhelmed when Cutter and Pepper arrived and will only hang out with us when we go for a WALK.  If Lucy Kitteh goes on a WALK with me and Misty, we have to go on the short circuit to make sure we aren't on the busy street.  Mom has to tell all the other dog walking folk to beware for the Lucy Kitteh that might run by and take the humans unaware.  Lucy Kitteh likes to run up behind us and swipe at our tails, run like the wind past us, jump over our leash and ambush us from under a parked car.  

4.  Is you Head of Security round your place or nots?

If you are referring to the ability to rouse the Papillon Pack to investigate what I might have heard, then yes.  All from the comfort of the bed, my Scooter chair or the couch.  

5.  Does ya bark da mailman?

I consider myself a true PNW mentality.  Equality = USPS, UPS, FedEx, all the capital letters that deliver.  

6.  What are your most favoritest toy?

I don't "do" toys.  

7. What are dat one super special cute thing ya do dat makes all da peeps go "AWWWW"?

I sit up like a prairie dog when I need attention.  I can even rotate my body almost 120 degrees each way to check stuff.  Even if I'm on my Scooter chair that rocks.  I'm that good!

8.  Does you wear clothes or is you a dog who likes being all natural wif no artfishul colorins and preservatives more?

I live to let it all hang out.  Au Natural is the way for me.

9.  Do you have a favoritest movie or TV show?

I would have to say the Domino's commercial where the doorbell rings.  That gets me up and barking.  Mom say's she has no idea why since the doorbell here is never used, but it still gets my hackles up.  (no kidding as I'm typing this, a Domino's commercial is on the TV.)

10.  Has you ever been on any trips?  Where has you gone?

The longest was from Seattle to SE Montana to see Ms. Louann's Mom for Xmas.  We've done that 3 times and it takes 2 full days to drive (each way).  Misty used to get car sick until that first trip.  On the 2nd trip, Ms. Louann's (now ex-husband) got sick.  Boy did that car smell.  On the 3rd trip Ms. Louann's sister got car sick and it was not pretty!  Mom's not sure if she should take her chances on a 4th trip.  She thinks her number might be up soon.  BOL.

Now here are my 10 questions.  Just as Misty did yesterday, I will not ask any other pups to do anything other than answer 1 question in the comments below.  

#1.  Are you sleeping or patrolling your domain?

#2.  Up at the crack of dawn, or do you like to sleep in?

#3.  Under the covers or on the pillow?  Where do you like to sleep?

#4.  How many times do you have to be yelled at to come back inside?

#5.  How warm is it at your house outside right now?

#6.  Is it really your "fault" if there is "dog hair" everywhere?  

#7.  Burrow under or confiscate from above the warm laundry?

#8.  Hold your ground or let Mom have her spot back from where she just got up from?  

#9.  If Peter Pepper could pick peppers, how many would he really want to pick?

#10. Does your human like salty food or sweets?

Well that's what I have for tonight.  I think a nap is in order after all this attention.  BOL.

Sniff at ya later ~Scooter~

Comfy.

Hey everypup ~Scooter here~

This is how we spent the day.

Do we have everything covered?

Sniff at ya later ~Scooter~

Hey everypup ~Scooter here~

Well I turned a day older yesterday  a few days ago, but Mom tells me it was my our birthday.  Officially it is my sister Misty, and my birthdays.  However Mom decided it was too tough to think about things like that so she lumped in Cutter and Pepper with us.

My new comfy blanket.

Cutter went a bit crazy as he is known to do.  He has an odd way of asking for attention every night.

Downward Dog.

Twirling Tail.

Spotted Dog Ready to Spring.

Doing the Hokey Pokey.

Of course Pepper has to have her nose into everything.

This Isn't Even My "Serious Look".

I'm not sure Misty noticed anyways.

That Nose Makes Noise!

So that's how it has been being a whole couple days older.

Sniff at ya later ~Scoter~

Not Much Get's Me Up.

Hey everypup ~Scooter here~

Well today started out later than it was supposed to.  Not for me.  For the rest of the Papillons and Mom.  It's Saturday so Mom likes to "sleep in" which to Cutter means 1/2 hour later than Mom normally gets up.  Mom says this is not considered "sleeping in", more "over sleeping".

Semantics.

A Dog Can Never Have Too Many Pillows.

We all headed out to the frosty ground to take care of Privacy Please time and headed back in for our morning SNACK.  Everypup should get one if you ask me.  I pawsonally ask Mom to lift me back up onto the bed so I can enjoy mine in the morning.  Take your chances though, because Misty is already up there making crumbs on Mom's pillow.  BOL.

Mom "puttered" around.  Which is nothing like what it sounds like.  To me "puttered" sounds just like what I do after having to take a bath.  Share my misery of wetness with the walls I'm closest to!!

Wait until I get on the couch!

Mom made her wake up juice (heavy on the cream) and decided to make some breakfast.  Don't worry, she cooked it after staging her photo.  BOL.

Put a smile in your day!

Mom said things like "tasty", "yum yum", "boy this is delicious" and other tortuous stuff, then got up and walked to the kitchen sink.  Not even a taste or crumb dropped on the floor.  This dog thinks we got gypped!

Then Mom looked out the kitchen window to our backyard and told me, Scooter, to go check it out.  Thinking it would be the EVIL NEMESIS SQUIRREL or perhaps EVIL CROWS I raced to the door.

My butt fell under my shoulders as I screeched to a halt.  Mustering up my barking might I proceeded to BARK that there were INTRUDER DOGS INTRUDER DOGS INTRUDER DOGS, and the rest of the Papillon Pack backed me up, gave me high fives for being so alert and I might possibly be up for the keys to the house or something soon.  BOL.

That is not where the story ends though.  We know these dogs.  They live on the other side of the fence.  Once before they broke through and visited.  Lola is the barker, wears pink, and a good gust of wind would blow her over.  Think Piglet & Pooh Bear.  Except for the barking, that's Lola.  Lucy, not to be confused w/ our Lucy Kitteh of the Garage, never barks even when all 4 of us are peeking through the cracks of the wood fence talking smack.  Tall, lanky, agile, and of the Shepherd silhouette.

Lola and Lucy (not the Kitteh) saw Mom and headed back up the hill to the fence.  Mom put on her garden boots and decided now was a good enough time to do yard clean up since it had been a couple days and see what was happening up at the top of the hill.  What we found was a hole dug under the fence.  Not sure who did it...*Cutter*.  She also discovered she'd walked in some Privacy Please deposit and had to clean her shoes off.  Unfortunately instinct hit it and she tried to scrape it off on the side of the deck.  Even more to clean up.  BOL.  Watch your step Mom.

Guess what else we found.  Lucy (not the Kitteh).  Laying in the sunshine garden spot.  Lola had already skeedaddled under the fence and was giving us a piece of mind for trying to make friends with Lucy (not the Kittey).  Mom couldn't get close to her, but I sure could.  Mom figured if she went back in the house and let things settle maybe she would be able to fix the hole under the fence.

Meanwhile I stayed out and made my moves on Lucy (not the Kitteh).  I was showing her how cute I am, how I can spin around and still be cute at all angles.

See the Cuteness.

Then Lucy (not the Kitteh) showed me how cute she was and that tall lanky dog stepped on me.  So I did what any small dog would do and got all up in her face demanding she leave my yard now or I'd have to go back inside.  Well, I ended up going back inside....because sleep was calling me.

Yard Patrol can be exhausting.

Mom went left to go take care of errands thinking the Lucy (not the Kitteh) would go back home.  When she got back home a few hours later, we still had a visitor.  Not the Kitteh was up in the corner by the hole enjoying the sunshine and chillin'.  Mom let us all out thinking we might scare Lucy (not the Kittey) back under the hole so we could block it.  Not going to happen, Lucy (not the Kitteh) did the shake-and-bake and Mom gave up.

This is where Mom took me and Misty out for a WALK to see if the neighbors across the fence were home.  She even carried a note with info that Lucy (not the Kitteh) was in our yard and our phone number.  Just after we got back after knocking on the door, taping the note and walking down around the hill to our house we got a phone call.

Lucy's (not the Kitteh) Mom called asking if we still had the dog.  Mom was so happy thinking we could have Lucy (not the Kitteh) go back home and fill in the hole.  Sadly, Lucy (not the Kitteh) was in our yard by the corner fence because Lola snuck under that fence it seems.

That was yesterday around noon.  Lola is a small dog....and has short hair.  Last night there was frost on the ground that we woke up to.

Mom knew Lola didn't show up last night because we would have heard her.  This morning Lola's little human girl called because we'd left our number the day before asking if we'd seen a little dog.  Knowing Lola hadn't been barking at 6:30 am (yes the heathen) we knew she was still missing.  Mom told her she hadn't seen or heard her since yesterday but that if she made it through our fence there was a way for a very small dog to make it out a section of one of our yard fences.

Do you have the "sads" yet?

This morning Mom went to the store of wonderful things that get put away in the fridge.  All the way she looked for Lola.  No Lola.

After doing some more "puttering" Mom decided she had some mail to put in the mailbox.  She saw a very small dark dog running across the street at the very bottom of the street.  Also, a car was driving very slow (can a car have a concerned look?) behind this very small dog running.

Mom ran into the house, grabbed the nearest car keys and ran outside.  She got to the bottom of our hill and saw a little dog running in the middle of the road up towards our elementary school.  She had pulled over and yelled LOLA and the little dog kind of turned around, but a car was right behind it so it kept running.  At this point everyone driving down the road is going slow and watching this little dog run up a huge hill.  Mom got back into the car because she still thought it might be Lola, because how she turned around when her name was called.  That also helped because at least 5 cars slowed down as the little dog ran up the road in the middle.

Course Mom had gotten back into the car and was now stuck behind cars going slow and wanted to honk her horn, but never does.  BOL.  Then the little dog ran into the elementary school playground.  Cars swarmed from the front entrance and Mom pulled up by the side entrance.  A young man was running up the hill trying to slow cars down and warn them about the dog.  Mom asked him if that was Lola and the young guy said no, he thought it was a puppy and his owner was just down the hill.  Mom says she knew of another little black dog that was missing in the area, but would try and help in any way.

Little dog outmaneuvered at least 8 humans and escaped down the road again.  Mom ran to her car and got in behind the little dog as it ran and ran.  Thinking eventually it would run out of steam she followed it with her hazards on and 3 other cars behind making sure things went well.  At the top of the hill where the road is for Lola's house Mom swung wide to "herd" the little dog onto the side street, and the little dog took the bait.  Off she went off the busy street with 4 cars following her as fast as her little dog legs could go.

Mom was correct thinking it was Lola she saw running past our street at the bottom of the hill.  Lola ran right up to the front door.  Mom not sure still if it was Lola, threw the car in Park (which she says is more dramatic in an automatic than putting your car into first gear in a manual) and frantically tried to get the seat belt off.  Mom grabbed the keys for her Mom's car which was parked outside.

She ran up into the front yard and Lola's dad came out and asked what was going on.....

Mom huffed to him - have you seen Lola?

Lola's dad asked "do you have her"?

Mom asked if that was her huddling in the corner.

Lola's dad said yes, picked her up and walked into the house.


And that's how Mom saved Lola dog and got no thank you.

Sniff at ya later ~Scooter~