Hybrid Photo Shoot

Yesterday began the never-ending quest for a very special Christmas Card photo. This new project is driving me BATTY!!! If it weren't for all the yummy treats, I would totally be packing my bags.

Out of 218 pictures (all with a flash, I might add), only 3 are even worth showing. Why? Because Patches will not sit still! He's blurry in almost every single one of them! I think it would be perfectly OK to use the pawsome shot of me alone, but mama did not agree. She said we can't leave Patchy out. Whatever.


The most perfect picture of all. Right?


See...blurry Patches ruining my shot.


A good one of Patches, finally.

Thanksgiving Thanks

Happy Thanksgiving to everypup and their human caregivers!!!

As I approach the anniversary of my "gotcha day" (December 20!), I remember everything that I am especially thankful for...

My mama - she is my all time favorite person in the whole wide world! She cuddles me and gives me ear scratches, and feeds me and walks me and gives me tons and tons of toys and treats. I just light up when I see her.

My pop - he is the super best wrassling machine! He doesn't care if I nip him or climb up his back or stick my bum in his face. When I hear his truck pull into the driveway, I park myself by the door and attack him when he comes in.

My food - what more can I say...I love the stuff.

My bed - made by nuns, and filled with good smelly stuff. It's the perfect new addition to my kennel.

Patches (yes, this is in order!) - he's a great little brother, always ready to play and run around the house. He's almost as tall as I am now, but I still have a couple more pounds on him.

I'm pretty sure that Patches is not thankful for that Hitler 'stash he's still sporting. Poor guy.

Our tails - NOT one in the same

Maggie and Mitch told us all about their tails on their blog, and I thought it would be fun to tell everyone about our tails, because they couldn't be more different.

My parents almost named me Wilbur (the pig from Charolette's Web!) due to the curliness of my tail (and my snorting issue). It's a total corkscrew! My tail only unwinds when I am sleeping, or close to sleeping - otherwise, it's wound up tight next to my bum. I feel sorry for those puggles out there with a straight tail, because having a cinnamon bun tail is awesome - no one ever steps on it, it doesn't bang into things or get caught in doors, and I never have to worry about the terrible poo schmear.

Just because my tail is curly, doesn't mean it doesn't wag...

Patchy's tail is staight and boney, and constantly gets in the way...plus, it can't decide what color it wants to be - he's got 3 colors on that stick - black, white and a tiny bit of brown. The best part about his tail is that is it built for destruction. He's constantly knocking over cups and papers and he has the ability to bring young children to their knees in pain, his tail is that strong. Unfortunately, he has absolutely no control over the thing, and doesn't realize that when our Mama is in the kitchen, he has to curl his tail up. I don't know how many times the poor guy's been stepped on - you'd think he'd learn by now. Patches also has a cool hairy explosion at the tip of his tail! I think it's the Cavalier King Charles Spaniel part of him. I try to bite it off every day!

How we keep busy

We've been rather naughty lately, but don't take our word for it. Check these shots out...



...my mama's threatening to chain us up to a treadmill all winter, since we have so much energy to expel, and it's too cold to go outside for the walk we need.

Kissin' Pups

Sometimes, Patches and I will sit in the big chair and smooch.