all is bright and usually funny :)

rawwwwr!  rawwwwr!  rawwwwwr!

what?? mom, u know i cannot help it anymore. i’m a wolf not puppy.  plus, the holidays can always use a little more merry merry rawwr rawwr, dontchoo think? :) 

(psst - besides tiny chumley’s magical Edelpoop teeny weenie musical wonderlands, here is a peek at some other goodies we will be dooting on cyber brown wednesday, noon and nine pm est, in very limited quantities. ) 

 

happy stinksgiving:)

hee hee, now that we have the hang of this thing, duk duk, we can make gazillions and paste them everywhere!! u know, it really is too bad thanksgiving is just one day. i mean, there aren’t any presents or anything like that, but nobody is watching u all year long, either. u can just be u, no strings attached. and there’s the eating, and more eating, and more eating, and if u r lucky, there is more eating after that. i can see why everybuddy is thankful on thanksgiving. 

 me? hmmm. well, i am grateful today, obviously. and for u and your smelly butt, mom, dad who both have smelly butts but apparently it is not appropriate to tell them that so u just kind of have to enjoy it peecretly, chocobot even tho he has been a chocobutt lately, lulu the tiger and lil pink puppy and, well, all our friends in cyberspace, of course, and…. o i am grateful that on days like 2 day cassie keeps her smelly butt at home. and for finding this thing, and for having the password to mom’s amazon so we can order more refills and - 

o snap i hear mom coming! 

quick help me hidey hide all these  - whoops, too late. 

what? um, we were doing nothing really. is this the, um, thingy u want us to use to print all stickers for the name cards?  :) 

edelpoop:)

It seems like every so often something came up this year that made makeys a lesser priority for tiny chumley and me. There are trays of holding heart components prepped before the pandemic that await my deciding when to take orders so they can be finished and sent to good homes, brass boxes that need etching, leather that needs ordering, growing stashes of interesting things I’ve scored that need thinking about, and cards that need designing and printing. So many things in our makey world have not gotten my attention this year.  But tiny chumley and I realized a few weeks ago that some traditions must hold fast, and no year, no wolfy life,  is really complete without the spectacular spectacle that is Cyber Brown Wednesday and all the holiday makey that goes with it.

Hopefully, you’ve been able to follow us on social media and heard what tiny chumley and duk duk’s latest genius makey for cyber brown wednesday offers. Heard, because this year’s set of teeny weenie wonderlands take a thematically inspired Austrian Von Trapp musical turn, featuring music in the form of a wind up mechanical musical movement that plays Edelweiss, or what baxter and duk duk have renamed and rewritten as Edelpoop. Because it’s Cyber Brown Wednesday. And it is their way. 

The shop update doots for these teeny weenie musical wonderlands will be happening in two batches of five, the first releasing as always at noon and the second at nine pm eastern standard time on the Wednesday after Thanksgiving, which happens to be November 30th.  There hopefully will also be some other goodies of a budgetier nature  (psst - can u say third tiny book by baxter and duk duk? that u can also use as an ornament on your tree? and some other things that we can’t spoil just yet) but if they don’t make it in time for cyber brown wednesday, we’ll have another doot at a later date once I’ve got the little kielbasa’s birthday cake and crown squared away.  Because someone will be turning a very wolfy 16. 

mom, speaking of which, can my crown this year be shaped like a meat rocketship and my cake be bigger than my head? :) 

l

drumstick :)

um, not a turkey leg, mom. i am one hundred percent wolf meat. :) 

there will be doot :)

hee hee, i know, me and duk duk’s idea is genius, right? now hurry up and start making, mom. there are only 29 more making days til cyber brown wednesday. less if u factor in thanksgiving and, u know, family time and irl time. :) 

the scentinel:)

the little dachshund roused from his deep evening sleep, keenly aware that his nose would never wake him unless something good was happening. hmmmm, he wondered only for a very brief moment as his eyes locked on what his nose already knew. sleeping, he knew, could always wait until later.  “mom, i was sleeping but now i am awakey wake and surely u need help finishing those strawberries, dontchoo?” :) 

the most wonderful season of the year :)

the little dachshund breathed a sigh of relief. not only was today a brand new day, it was a day when he would not have to worry about anyone slobbering on his head, or drinking his water, or stepping all over him. or, more importantly, he thought to himself with the utmost of gratitude, he would not have to worry about catching cooties. “after i help u with chores and projects today and take my wolfy recharge nap,” the little dachshund excitedly suggested his mother, “maybe we can make pizza poopbolis and plt sandwiches for our picnic. u know, the one we should definitely have now that the weather is cooler and the leaves are falling and the world is getting all orange and brown and yellow.” 

breathless :)

(pfweeeeoooOOOOooooOOOOOoooooOoot!) 

hee hee, um, sorry… 

but a wolf’s gotta do something to improve the  panty mc pant pant air in here. it’s almost lunchy lunch time. :)

no ifs ands or smelly butts :)

now, cassie, mom is going 2 open this door. u stay here while a ferocious wolf goes out does his business. in private. no ifs ands or smelly butts. okay? okay. 

hey hey, what the - 

ewww eeew eeeew! cassie! no touchy! no touchy!

sheesh!!!

mom, r u sure this top peecret project u r working on for cassie is worth it?? 

waterproof

how long? well, as long as a wolf has to, really. 

i mean, mom,  u have already made it very clear that a wolf has 2 b civil when usmellwho comes  over this morning, but..

that doesn’t mean his head has to get all slobbered on, does it? 

eructation nation :)

(blearrrrrrrrrrrk) (blurghokkkkkk) (bwa-aaaaaaa-aaaak) hee hee (bwooooo-ooo-oooook) (uk-hwoooooooooooook) hee hee hee  (guh kwaaaa oook) (bwaaaaa-ooooooo-uk) (op aaaaaa-

what?? inconsiderate? u said to de-gas before bed and technically u r not in bed yet so we are not in bed, only me and dad. and besides, a wolf is too being considerate. i did all the smelly stuff outside already :)

j is for jelly

Sunny Monday mornings were made for naps in the sun :)  

if u like poopie coladas

standing in what he thought was the utmost of courteous locations given the frequency of flatulent foofies emanating from his own ferocious behindy hiney, the little dachshund peered out from behind his mother’s legs as he answered his father’s question.  “nopies, sorry, dad,” said the little dachshund with sincere conviction, “as u r aware, in wolfspeak, we have many different words for pooping in many different weather situations, but there is no word for pooping in weather like this. because a wolf cannot poop in weather like this. hee hee, um, at least not outside…” 

some dry, some wet :)

what? it is just a song me and duk duk made better, because, u know, a wolf is very hungry, most of the time. and he definitely likes canned food mixed in with his kibble nowadays, am i right or am i right? so, anyhoo, ipso poopto “sunrise, sunset” from fiddler on the roof becomes “some dry, some wet”, from our upcoming holiday musical spectacular, pooper on the stoop. we r still working out the casting but u want us to maybe sing it 4 u later? :) 

first in flight :)

hee hee, u want 2 fly, too, mom?  it is really fun! me and dad are giving rideys, five for a bag of gummy worms. act now and get three bonus poopie de loops , i mean loopy de loops.   it is up to u if u want to poopify them. :) 

the tushie man can

well, okay, i guess u can take a picture, mom, but no video. cuz, u know, a wolf does not shiver really especially when he is at the tushie man for his annual checkup  :)

eep dog :)

hee hee, hey mom… mom… mom! here, looky  who am i? 

(panty - panty - panty - pant - slobber - pant - slobber ) hee hee, i’m so dopey two times two is eleventy five. (panty - panty - panty - pant - slobber - pant - slobber ) stand over where? (panty - panty - panty - pant - slobber - pant - slobber ) o let me drink from your water bowl they’re all the same right? (panty - panty - panty - pant - slobber - pant - slobber - pant  )

wait? what? no, i was just - hey hey no, don’t ask her to come over! she is perfectly fine way way over there. mom! moooom! 

to no one in particular :)

The land beneath him swelled as gently up as it did down, the teeny tiny itty bitty teensy weensy little flea sized dachshund noticed as he made his way thru the thickets of the giant fur forest. “one day, maybe i will find out why the land moves in such gentle swells, and why the winds from the west are always so smelly. but today,” the teeny tiny itty bitty teensy weensy little flea sized dachshund pipped to no one in particular because not even the fleas of unusual size were listening to him, “ today, i will climb mount elbow swirly and when i reach the top, i will slide back down. and then i will go back up, and i will slide back down again. because sliding is fun, and knowledge is something i can always get later.” :) 

whatever i want to :)

nopies, it is okay, mom, said the little dachshund. i do not need a leash, really. i am all grown up now, and i can do whatever i want to. :) 

vitamin d :)

yeppies, it’s not just for christmas anymore!  it would be delicious, and me and duk duk can totally make it 4 u n dad tonitey nite for the low low price of two bags of gummy worms each. 

what? spell it? butt that would totally spoil the sur- .. okay fine… 

tee you are dee dee you see kay eee en. 

turd ducken. hee hee, now can me and duk duk put u n dad down for two orders? 

why do i get the feeling u r on to us, mom?