dapper doxie duds: penny princess's purple posey dud

Well hello, it's me, Baxter, your roving reporter reporting to you today from my home. Now, it's wet and rainy here but I like to think it's because I just helped my mom send a happy package of sunshine to my friend Penny Princess.  You see, while I was away, apparently mom got a lot done in the crafty department and so today I wanted to show u the dud she made especially for Penny Princess.  And yeah, you guessed it, I was a little too big to be modeling her dud.  So maybe today we both can use our imaginations to think about how the dud might look on Penny, who is a really cool piebald who looks like - well why don't you see for yourself?










Yep this is my friend Penny but her mom calls her Princess a lot and so I guess I like to think of her as Penny Princess.  And just like me she is a rescue, only not like me she has a brother which sometimes I think would be cool til my tummy chimes in and reminds me I would have to share my snackies and really, I do not get enough snackies as it is.

But anyhow, are you ready to see Penny Princess's new purple posey dud and imagine how she looks in it, because here it is!

Yep, Penny's purple posey dud was made with a periwinkle and purple and magenta cotton batik and embellished with an iridescent and mixed glass beaded handmade flower, topped off with a very sweet sterling silver and amethyst dangle.  I hope she likes it! And maybe if my tummy is lucky tomorrow I will report to you about a dud that actually fits me.  But for now, this is Baxter your roving rover reporter wishing you the wonderfullest of Wednesdays! :)

welcome to wootyville

dear diary,
do u know what is even better than coming home after having been gone a long time? why, coming home to a present of course!  after i got home from school yesterday mom finally let me open the package that my friend romeo and miss christie sent me while i was gone and wouldntchoo know it was chock full of very special goodies.  i cannot wait to introduce dukky to duk duk bcuz i think they will have a lot in common, and my other new toyfriends mini me and rojo bear are going to have such fun with chocobot and lil pink puppy. and of course i will have fun with them all!  but there is one thing i am grateful that i will not have to share, and it is the delicious bounty of snackies that also came in my package.  there were so many kinds, i hardly knew where to begin! and lucky for me there are so many of each it will be a long time before I have to decide where to end.  so miss christie and romeo, if u happen to be reading my diary, me, my toyfriends, and especially my tummy thank u very much for such a wonderful and welcome gifty. 

toodley-doo!!
b. :)

ps -i hope u r having a wonderful tuesday!! :) :)

hello again :)

hee hee, i missed u too, my friends. :)

- baxter, 5.25 years old, overheard just after he and duk duk came back home from his and duk duk's spring break pupscout camping trip to foofie mountain.

dear diary,
yippee skippee me and duk duk are back from our spring break pupscout camping trip to foofie mountain and let me tell u, boy did we have fun.  though i am not so sure why people are always talkin about fresh mountain air cuz at least on foofie mountain, things started to smell a lot fresher once we made our descent back down the mountain and..wait, what's that on my head u ask?

u mean this ol thing??

hee hee, well diary - it's my new supercool scouting hat bcuz me n duk duk completed enough activities that we graduated from pupscouts and now we are first class junior chipscouts!!  i cannot wait to show you our complete new uniforms and the badges we earned but somedukkie forgot to pack them and now we have to wait for campmaster rick to send them to us.  but do not worry, when they come i will show them to you.

anyhoo, mom says i cannot stay too long on the computer bcuz i have to unpack and get ready for school plus i need to catch up with lil pink puppy n chocobot and see if they brought back the gummy souvenirs like me and duk duk asked them to from the candyland forest where chocobot's uncle pegasus lives but diary, i just wanted to say even though we had lots of fun, i missed u very much too and am glad to be back home and tomorrow i will talk to u again. and i hope your spring break was just as wonderful.

toodleydoo!

b:)

please stand by: spring break

Hooray! It's spring break for tiny chumley and the gang, and after almost three years of daily posting and over 1000 posts here in kalyxcornucopia world, it's time for a little bloggy R&R.  But fear not, friends and homies, mister poopie snake and friends will be back in two weeks on Monday March 19th, with more super fun happy-go-lucky and sometimes crafty adventures! 

hee hee, mom, can I please say something very important? 

Sure thing baby dog.

if u just dropped a poopie snake after reading this news, please send all unwanted snakes to me n duk duk, care of pupscout camp master rick, cabin b on foofie mountain. but please postmark by march 15 so it will have time to get there before we leave to go back home.  and, i hope u have a very fun spring break too !  :)


(ps - the etsy shop will still be open and i will still be working on dapper doxie dud orders and yep, i am sure the little kielbasa will be dropping in from time to time on facebook - and no, baby dog does not need any more poopie snakes. :)   <3)

hide n go

shhh, please do not tell duk duk where i am.  we r playing hide n go poop! :)

return of the giant shirtball

Even though it has only been a week, by tiny chumley's sense of time, it had been ages since his little tummy delighted in the chewy eewy goodness of rawhide.  This I know because mister bright eyes had been unusually frisky yesterday morning, doing everything within his power to redirect my attention from what I was doing, to what I should be doing.  Which was, in his earnest opinion, all about giving him what his tummy said it needed. 

mom, here.  i'll even show u where it is!, his perky little face declared as he skip stepped toward the IKEA beast, being ever so careful to reel me like a fish, freshly hooked at the end of his line. 

Oh yeah, I realized as we reached out destination and he glanced up high, the rawhide bouquet of roses that I didn't use after all for our Valentine's day picture.  "Okay baby dog you can have just one.  But we gotta make it last longer than five minutes."  It was time for the return of the giant shirtball.

A little wet sneeze sprayed my ankles as I shook dust from the tees that had up til now been enjoying the quiet life in a forgotten pile upstairs.  Undeterred by the dust shower, Baxter wiggled with anticipation, proud to see the accomplishments of his past encounters with the tees, now so holey that it was going to take more than a few minutes to knot them in such a way that his rawhide stuffed kong toy didn't just roll out in complete and utter surrender to its fate.

"Ta-da! It's not so giant anymore but here you go my little friend!" 

thanks mom, bye bye!! And off he jauntily scamped with his shirtball in tow, lucky charms and twinkly stars and four leafed clovers glinting in the sunlight as they trailed behind him.

raindog games

When little friends bide their time by playing games on a gray and misty day, it isn't what you play, but how you play it.  :)

hee hee hee, foofie bomb launched to b-5.  uh-oh chocobot, u stunk my battleship!

boingy boingy boingy

hee hee hee, happy leaping day!!

monkey on my back

well mister manhands, monkey chow milkshakes are rather habit forming, but i do not see how staying on my back is going to help with anything. r u sure u would not be more comfortable with my mouth around your neck? :) 

sleepy sunday

my sleepy sunday,

recharging my batteries

in the nice warm sun.

- baxter henry, 5.1 years old, drowsily waiting for his dad to come home. :)

while u were visiting

For a couple months now I have been thinking about redoing the colors in my crafty space.  Switching from warm reds and oranges and other happenstance colors to the cooler  tones of aqua, turquoise, and green.

I figured if I put my mind to it, I'd be done in just a few days. I have a lot fabrics in the new colors already and what, recovering my pair of office chairs? Maybe a day each, and the fabric shelving panels, oh, another day, and yeah the onerous task of making actual lined window curtains? Okay, maybe like 4 days to do it reasonably right with a few breaks thrown in for good measure.

With big boyfriend off to visit family, I thought I might be able to get most of it done these past few days. At least everything but the curtains, anyway, because I still don't know what I want to do for them.  But surely with one less person in the house to mind,  I can finish everything else  in all free time I would have on my hands, right?

Visions of welcoming home my big boyfriend to studio orderliness and color cohesiveness danced through my head as I started sewing.

But now? Like, four-ish days later? Yeah, you guessed it.  Now with t-minus just a few hours before tiny boyfriend and I trundle off to the airport to pick up big boyfriend,  my studio is even messier then when big boyfriend departed and I am at best 30 percent finished.  And I know that these beguiling brown eyes had plenty to do with my lack of crafty progress.

Welcome home, honey!  Wanna see the big hole we dug in back? :)

i am a dachshund

 

no time must i waste

in getting my stinky back

i am a dachshund :)

- baxter, 5.1 years old, dedicated to the task of recovering the stink he lost less than 24 hours ago.

what, time 4 a bath?

noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! 

(Hee hee, yep, somebuddy stinky was long overdue for a u know what.  And much to his dismay, yesterday he got it. :) )

 

a yoga in the sun

balancing cat pose

is not what i thought it was,

but i still liked it. :)  

- baxter, 5.1 years old, disappointed that no cats were involved after all, but still happy with his decision to exchange his esp library book for one on yoga. :)

dapper doxie duds: puppsburgh steelers

okay mom, i am ready to model oskar's new steelers dud....wait? what?  i might actually be able to fit this one?  oh yippee! give me a second to put it on right, okay?

ta da!  o me so cannot wait for oskar to get his new dud and maybe when he gets it he will show me how to play football or at least show me how to make steel bcuz me n duk duk can really use a lot of it for the skyscraper we plan 2 make this spring after we are done with the trebuchet :)

tiny snowman

hee hee hee, okay lil pink puppy, methinks u have it from here but come get me when u r ready 2 make it yellow and hurry bcuz i have been holding it 4ever!

- baxter, 5.1 years old, on taking a break from building a snow fort with duk duk to help lil pink puppy make his first snowman ever. :)

extrasensory poopception

dear diary,
i might have forgotten to tell you about the esp book i checked out of the school library last week but considering my tummy is still very rumbly, there is really nothing here to report.  except do not waste a whole week's worth of study halls studying esp books when u could have been drawing poopie snakes instead.

toodley-doo!
b. :)

the doctor is in

One of these days the world might get to see the cuteness that is Baxter's little monkey toyfriend, mister manhands.  But apparently, today is not that day.

hee hee hee, i see you need some stitches removed, mister manhands. but do not worry, the doctor is in!! :)

soon 2 b 4 me!

o yippee skippee,
a rough n tumbly playdud
soon 2 b 4 me!

- baxter, 5.1 years old,  happy to model the tee that he wants his mom to use when she makes his new playdud.   :)

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kraken-hund

 

 
Rain pitter pattered gently on the windowpanes while tiny chumley sat on his tuffet and glumly looked out on the gray and gloomy day that was yesterday.  

"Poor little pumpkin," I told him as I unglued myself from my morning's online search for ribbon and assorted sundries for dud orders. "You look like u could use a chinny skritch."

Baby dog had been pretty quiet that morning.  With everyone staying dry and warm inside their homes, there was nothing to bark at on such a wet and dreary day.  Though the seas were raging mightily, there was nothing to awaken the fury of my little kraken-hund.

Which is maybe why when I settled beside him and started skritching his chinny chin chin, out came a suprising and tremendous eeeeeeeyawing yawn.  A plea to the gods, I guessed, for something kraken-hund worthy this way come.  Because even the tiniest of kraken-hunds need something to release their fury upon, especially on boring wet and rainy days. :)