Showing posts with label doxie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label doxie. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 15, 2019

squeaky clean

Besides the usual noises that will cause tiny chumley to drop everything, run on over, and stay a while, there is one noise that is a little less common. Yesterday was window and windowsill washing day, and with it, came the enticing, glass wiping siren sound of what to a little wolf always tells him that I’ve just brought out the biggest squeaky toy on the planet. No wait, make that the universe. 

 After about five windows’ worth of ignored pleas, tiny chumley and his optimistic enthusiasm finally simmer down to a slow boil. But even then, the glimmer of hope never really fades. :)

mom, i can help u wash the pollen off the window sills if u buy me a hovercraft. :)




Wednesday, January 23, 2013

hide n go heat


hee hee oh no, no trouble here.  we r just playing hide n seek, mom. :):)  but if u see duk duk can u please tell him u saw me behind the sofa downstairs?  me and upstairs george would like to spend a little more time together :)


Friday, September 14, 2012

dirt beard

Even though the evidence was everywhere on his face and paws, one little wiener dog mightily hopeful that  he could get away without participating in the inevitable.

but mom, baths are for babies and dogs who have been digging, and clearly, i am not either.   :) :)