Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Sad Night

What a sad night. We had a sad night last night. Mom went around checking on everyone's blogs and updated us as she went. Well, she came down the hall into the living room crying and told us she was very sad and had bad news. She told us our friend Twix had crossed over the Bridge. We are so sad. Of course, we are glad that Twix is now able to feel better and live carefree... but we (selfishly) miss her!!
So, we will leave you with this quote that Mom said and we think is true:
I guess you don't really own a dog, you rent them, and you have to be thankful that you had a long lease.
Joe Garagiola

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Sunday, September 11, 2011


We have 100 followers!!

That's something to celebrate.

However, our Mom says there is something more important to mention today. Today, ten years ago, something tragic happened to our country. Our Mom says that we will never been the same and we have not been the same since that day.

Where were your pawrents when it happened? Our Mom was in French class when she found out. the teacher turned on the news for them to watch. She said it was more important than French lessons that day and they watched and talked about what was going on. It was a scary day!  Our Dad was in school, too. He says he remembers it all very clearly.

We are proud to be American.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

My Dogs Live Here!

Mom helped us find this pawsome poem to share today! We found it here.

Here's the poem:

My Dogs Live Here

My dogs live here, they’re here to stay.
You don’t like pets? Be on your way.
They share my home, my food, my space.
This is their home, this is their place.
You will find dog hair on the floor,
They will alert you’re at the door.
They may request a little pat,
A simple ‘NO’ will settle that.
It gripes me when I hear you say,
‘Just how is it you live this way?
They smell, they shed, they’re in the way.’
WHO ASKED YOU? is all I can say.
They love me more than anyone.
My voice is like the rising sun,
They merely have to hear me say,
‘C’mon, time to go and play.’
Then tails wag and faces grin,
They bounce and hop and make a din.
They never say, ‘No time for you,’
They’re always there, to GO and DO.
And if I’m sad, they’re by my side.
And if I’m mad, they circle wide.
And if I laugh, they laugh with me.
They understand, they always see.
So, once again, I say to you,’Come visit me,
but know this too…
My dogs live here, they’re here to stay.
You don’t like pets? Be on your way.
They share my home, my food, my space.
This is their home, this is their place.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Monday, September 5, 2011

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Sleepy Sunday

We're hanging out at the house with Mom. Dad's at work... as usual. Yesterday we spent the day at Gma and Gpa's house. We barked at the neighbors, laid out next to Gma while she read her book outside, Milly played ball with Gpa... then we watched the Gamcocks win!

Mom and Dad went to the game. It was in Charlotte. Normally, we stay home during football games if Mom and Dad go... but normally the games are in Columbia. This one was at the Carolina Panther's stadium in Charlotte and since Gma and Gpa live not too far from there we stayed with them. 

We had a great day! We were worried at the beginning of the game, but the Gamecocks turned it around. Thank goodness!