“WHY DO I HAVE TO CHANGE MY DOGGIE CLOCK?”

“Hey, Mama, what’s a time change what does “Standard” mean?”  I still want to get up when I did yesterday, eat my three times a day at 7 a.m., noon and 6 p.m. but you’re gonna make me wait an hour longer cause the “government” tells you to?!?!?!  It makes no doggie sense to me and my peeps!!!  I don’t get it:  you “hoomans” are a strange bunch”.

At least Mama hates this time change too ’cause she loves to sleep in and we live almost as far EAST as you can (In the United States) and that stupid bright thing called “the sun” wakes her up too early!  I’m with you, Mama, on the sleeping in thing.

Here’s what else is gonna bug me:  We’ll be waiting for Daddy to pull into the driveway; barking and whining and he won’t show up for another hour.  I think crazy “hoomans” created this idea to play a trick on their doggies!  I got news for ya, “trick or treat” was last week.  Signing off, “confused and hungry Willow”, Woof out!

 

MY DOGGIE TWILIGHT YEARS

Getting old BITES but Mom tries to be positive so she calls it “twilight years”.  I’m really slowing down lately and don’t know how many more dog blogs I will write.  Now I’m 13 and a half in “hooman” years (that’s 95.5 in doggie years!!!).  Here’s what I hate about getting older:

1. Can’t get on the couch – I do a chest body slam and my hind legs are still on the carpet!
2.  Can’t jump in the van anymore
3.  Can’t do big walks with the family (Mom, Dad, Casey & Pepper)
4.  Can’t run to catch squirrels (Mom says I never caught one when I was young anyway)
5.  Trip over myself on smooth pavement
6.  My back legs often shake
7.  Can’t hear so good, Mom has to almost yell now
8.  Can’t see so good – mistook little Pepper for a squirrel:  Ran full-tilt across the yard    and at the last second I saw it was Pepper and slammed my leg brakes on!
9.  Apparently my breath stinks, according my two-legged ‘hooman’ caretakers

Here’s what I like about getting older:

1. Special treats almost every day (like organic pumpkin, home-made frozen treats Mom makes with banana, yogurt and honey!)
2.  Awesome neck and back rubs
3.  Lots of extra cuddles and attention
4.  Can’t hear thunderstorms or fireworks anymore which is GREAT, ’cause they both make me shake for hours.
5.  Get free elevator lifts onto the couch and into the car from Mom
6.  I snore more but who cares?  I can’t hear it anyway!
7.  Extra treats!  Oh, did I already say that?  I forgot…

Well, dog blog lovers, I gotta go take an extra nap so this is Willow the Wheaten signing off with a “Woof Out!”

It’s My “Pawty” and I’ll Whine if I want to!

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Willow turns 13 years, with Casey and Pepper siblings

 

 

Hello you dog-blog lovers, this is Willow the Wheaten and Mama says I am a “Spring baby” and I am now 13 years old!!!!  Both my parents died at age 12 so I’m really lucky to still be here.  I am puppy number six of six and want to also wish my brothers Scully and Brodie (North Carolina) a Happy 13th Woofday too!  I’ll send them butterfly kisses through “the Facebook thingy”. 

About “whining” – don’t know what that is but Mama says I whine when I went out, want in, want her to hurry up and pick up my “tah-tah’s” after I’ve done my business, when Casey comes home from Doggie Daycare and doesn’t get out of the car quick enough.   I whine when Daddy is in the kitchen and I can’t get to kiss him ’cause the gate is in the way!

I’m slowing down and panting a lot on walks, but I am always a good girl when it comes to dinner-time.  Mama will spoil me with special treats on the “weekend” when she has more time.  Until then, this is Willow The Wheaten signing off:   “Woof out!” 

Wheatie Winter Wonderland

Willow the Wheatie (Wheaten) here.  Less words, more pictures, please, Mama! Christmas was green here so I’m happy we finally got snow…woof, out!

I’m goin’ in!

Oh ya, fresh snow!

yum!

Middle of the road morning sun

before you cross the road

look both ways

heavy snow on huge bush

i love running through snow

check out my butt!

running in a.m. sun

WHEATEN “FALL-OUT”

Well, it happened…..in only a split-second, after grooming me for over 12 years, Mama hacked off my FALL! (For non-Wheaten people, that’s the long hair between the inside of our eyes on a classic Soft-Coated Wheaten show cut). She can’t stop apologizing for using the clippers instead of the scissors. “Boo hoo”, says Mom. However, I, Willow the Wonderful Wheaten, just LOVE being able to see those nasty squirrels and black birds so I can chase them away from the feeder.

Thanks, Mom!

BEFORE “fall-out”

Half of my “fall” is missing!

Aerial shot of mom’s mistake

Check out my beautiful eye now 😉

Mom is always trying to hide her mistake by giving me the “Donald Trump Comb-Over”, whatever that means. Until it grows back (and I don’t think I have that much time), you’ll have to enjoy seeing more of my beautiful, almond-shaped eyes (Mom’s words) and I can see more of my world! This is Willow the Wheaten….”Woof out!”

SNOW!!!

Nothing makes a “Wheatie” happier that the first snow of the year!  Yipeeeeeeee!  I may be old, but I can still play.

I’m in the park and ready for snow fun!

Yipeeee…first snow!

I’m a blonde blur!

Chasing little sister, Pepper

Almost got her…

This is MY snow, little one!

Charlie Brown tree in the park (donated by my friend, Elaine)

Brotherly Love

Sitting on top of the world with my big brother

Cosmo looks back from the long road

 

I am Willow the Wheaten, if you’ve never heard of me. I am 11 years old and was SO excited that my big brother, Cosmo, got to stay with us that I actually ran at him in our kitchen three times! He was kinda scared for some reason and just kept trying to walk away from me. He is 12 years old and, as mom says, is from Litter #1 and I’m from Litter #2, whatever that means. All I know is he is older than me and he gets tired on big walks, even more than I do! He loves to lay on fluffy doggie pillows mostly, but I sleep behind the couch or under the table. It’s nice having Cosmo Brother here, ’cause when Mama walks tiny Pepper (the mutt) and huge Casey the Standard Poodle together, she leaves me alone. “I only have two hands”, she says to me. This past week, she walked me and Cosmo together, so we sure didn’t go for very long walks! Cosmo is back with Auntie Jackie now and I miss hanging with him. Have you hugged your brother today? Sending love and butterfly kisses, Bro! Woof, out!!

 

Which way do we go?

“You’re not gonna brush me, Auntie”

Cosmo looking for his Mommy to return

the table is my new fort

The nose knows!

Sweet Ride!

Gallery

Hey, Ma, go faster!

Me and Pepper waiting for the ride

Cool ride!

me and panting Pepper

Park ride

Check this out:  I’m getting old…I’m ten years old…or in doggie years that’s at least 70!!  Sometimes I just want to rest under a shady tree after about a mile.   So for Mama’s birthday, she used money to buy me a cool trailer for her bike; me and Pepper just rode today to the jewelry store!  First we walked a bit, then she put us in the trailer.  “Hey, Ma, go through the park again…you know how I  LOVE the park!!!”…..this is Willow the Wheatie, reporting LIVE from somewhere in Massachusetts…Woof out!

Daddy’s Miracle Girl

Mama and Daddy were living in North Carolina and Snoopy Mom was pregnant; but I wasn’t supposed to be born, you know.   I was a total surprise because Snoopy’s x-rays showed five puppies in there and Mama had five families waiting for the pups to be born.  Grandma Carol and Grandpa Jack were visiting from Toronto, Ontario, Canada.  That morning, April 19th, 2003, Snoopy Mom was panting and running around.  They took her for a walk and when she got back into the house and the whelping box, puppies started being born!  Three boys in a row, then two girls, then nothing.  Over half an hour went by then Daddy said, “She’s done, I’m going to take a shower.”  Everybody went upstairs except Snoopy Mom and Mama.   A couple minutes later, while Snoopy was standing up, Mama heard a big thump in the whelping box.  She thought to herself:  “that cannot just be a placenta” (whatever that is).  Mama then saw me, picked me up, cleaned off my mouth and said, “It’s a girl!!!”.  When Daddy came down and saw me he said, “she’s the bonus baby, we’re keeping her!!” and that’s how I was born.  I was SO lucky I never had to worry about where to live and I grew up with my Snoopy Mom and step-dad, Reilly.  My real daddy was named Dakota and he lived in Canada, somewhere north of Toronto, my Mama says.  He and my mom were from Canada but I was born here so I guess I could be the president one day??  Ha ha..that’s all for now my peeps…woof out!

I’m Walkin’ on Sunshine!

The sun is out again, yipeeeee!!!!  Woof, woof!!!  We had so much rain in was flooding the man cave (not sure what that is).  Mama said this weather was great if you were a duck or a mosquito;  I’m glad I’m neither ’cause then I wouldn’t get those yummy, crunchy peanut butter treats.  Me, Willow the Wheaten, my huge younger brother, Casey (Standard Poodle) and my little sister, Pepper (Min. Pinscher, Min. Poodle) just love it when that warm, bright thing is in the sky.  Woof out, Peeps!!

 

                      I’m walkin’ on sunshine

 

Purple clematis

 

Casey stands in sunny garden

 

Old rose and clematis

 

Pepper soaks up the sun

 

Pepper shows her tummy

 

Got some thyme on my side