Showing posts with label dogs talking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dogs talking. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

I can't nap with your butt touching me.

Buddy to Buster, left to right
(But I can't sleep unless I am touching someone - Buster thinking out loud)

Saturday, July 5, 2014

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

I swear someone is in there...

And they are about to go boating without me. - Sam I am
This just cannot happen.

Thursday, June 12, 2014

Make room up in heaven for one more angel...

OBIT


My Maisy passed away last night. She was 17 years and 1 week old.  She had bladder stones and her kidneys were failing so I let her leave this earth peacefully, gently, and with dignity at the hands of my trusted vet.  We did it at my home and her ashes will be spread in my back yard, and off the back of the boat into the lake where we lived together for 10 wonderful years. These are two places she loved.  She joins her brother-husband Harley in death and is running with him once again in some parts unknown.

Maisy was a purebred boxer, rescued from a kill shelter. She enjoyed cart rides, walks, boat rides, truck rides, snoring, sleeping on the couch, eating, passing gas, and love. She also had doggie dementia late in life which made her even cuter to me.  She was almost 7 when I rescued her, thus she lived a long full life. Up until the end she enjoyed her daily walks and golf cart rides, and never lost her gusto for food. She is survived by Sam (adopted son), Shanti, Buddy, and Riley (foster).

Maisy always wagged her nubbin and shook her butt for company. She was a crowd favorite due to her sweet loving nature. We will all miss you ole gal.  RIP my beloved Maisy Moo.  Thank you for enriching my life. Be free once again.


Maisy with Harley approximately 6-7 years ago.
( They were not supposed to be up on the couch but they always did what they wanted anyway- they had spunk)

Monday, June 2, 2014

I smell fishy water Buddy.

We must be near the lake.  Keep looking and bark if you find water.  - Maisy Moo
Truly the blind leading the half blind....

Sunday, June 1, 2014

You better move Riley.

The food door is about to open for breakfast. - Sammy Boy
I hope I get treats with my meal this time.- Buddy

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Happy 17th Birthday!!!

To the most amazing, sweet, resilient, and loving dog I know.
I give up. Who the hell is she rattling on and on about?

Thursday, May 22, 2014

Blah blah blah- Oh, no! - Grandma's handmade quilt- get down.

Not quite sure what to make of it all.  Ri Ri extraordinaire.
I am sure Grandma would WANT me to have this cover. I am the cutest grand-baby of all.

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Yes, I climbed all the way up here by myself...

But like a cat, I can't get down without help. - Maisy Moo
Help lift my delicate derriere and use your legs, not your back honey.