Haute Dog Halloween

As you may notice, the hat on my head is not my idea.  I wear a fantastic fur all year round.  I get lots of compliments on my great eyebrows.  Some people (and I'm not saying it is my mother) go through a lot to get the highlights I was born with.  In other words, I don't see any need to cover myself with a costume of any kind.  So when some of my friends and I took a trip to the Haute Dog Halloween Parade in Long Beach CA over the weekend, I was quite thankful we met up with my Uncles.  Uncle Ray carried my hat after I posed for 1 photo, and Uncle John carried me.  There were lots of dogs there, reportedly 700, most in some sort of costume, which I promise to share more photos of.  Clearly some of them enjoyed it more than I do.  Or maybe they just haven't figured out how to get the treats without the tricks.  You have to train your humans you know.   All in all, it was not a bad day.  I was with some of my favorite people, outside almost all day.  The hat was on my head for a very limited amount of time.  I didn't have to actually parade; my people got to watch all the four legged friends go by while I napped (ideal arrangement!)  And there was much money raised by Justin Rudd and the parade for people of my kind!  Now I'm hoping that takes care of the costume urge until the Easter Dog Parade!

Tough Terrier

You may have noticed I have not posted an entry for longer than usual.  My Mom said I was grounded, and as part of that, I couldn't use the computer.  Here's the story.  At 1 a.m. I had to go out.  When I got outside, I realized there was a possum on my property, so I went to escort him out of my yard and make sure there were no others that needed to be told they were not welcome there either.  In the mean time, Shauna was panicking because she couldn't find me.  I saw all the lights go on in the house, but I wasn't done checking everywhere yet.  I think what really got her though is that when she did finally hear the tags on my collar jingling over her pounding heart, and she came around the house to tell me to come, I kind of ignored her.  That probably wasn't the right thing to do at that juncture.  But come on, seriously, I'm a terrier with a yard.  Shouldn't she expect me to defend it?  Isn't that part of the terrier creed?  Anyway I'm back!  Oh and feel free to post a comment to her if you are on my side.

Caught in the Act...of Cuddling!

If you only knew them, you would understand what a rarity this photo is.  Rascal is the terrier.  He literally showed up on the doorstep at Jeff and Nancy's one day and decided that should be his new home.  So right off the bat there are two things he and I have in common; we both have the terrier mentality and we both chose our humans before they caught on to the master plan.  But Rascal used to get bored and dig out of his yard during the day, so he started going to doggie day care.  That's where he met Pua the beagle.  She was dropped off there one day, and her person never came back.  Rascal decided it wouldn't be such a bad idea for her to keep him company at his house instead of doggie day care, so she came home with them.  I am not so sure he had the idea that it would be permanent; he likes to make sure she still knows who rules the house, but on the rare moments like this one caught on film, you can see that he really does love his sister.  They are two of my best buddies!