My Friend Jack

So, I understand my friend Jack has a puppy cut now. I think he looks so distinquished here, but a puppy cut IS cooler for summer.

Believe me, I know. I am overdue for a spa day.

Woof.

Friends and More

A big hello and belly rubs to my friend Jack Kennedy, a special Yorkie in Massachusetts. (Oh, my dears, I hope I spelled that correctly.)

In Utah, my cousin Sadie's mom is feeling better and better. Sadie's skinbrother and his wife have what it takes to be parents: a new baby!

That rascal Shadow Dancer had a birthday party recently. I envied him the jelly bean cake. I have never gotten a cake for MY birthday. But I do get a lot of treats so I shouldn't be too much of a glutton.

I get so much love and feel like a very lucky girl. My only complaint right now would be the heat. I come from the San Francisco Bay Area -- we NEVER had to put up with heat like this. Pant, pant.

The Week That Was

My dears, I have been so busy for the past week. I had an appointment with my Dr. Ellsworth who takes such good care of me at all times. She specifically commented on my eyelashes. After that Mama DiDi and I went to the POUND -- yes, call it what it is! -- and I received a 3 year license. (Mama DiDi looked at me and said, "Well, she IS ten years old." The clerk nodded sadly. "On the other hand," Mama DiDi continued, "she IS a Yorkie!" The clerk smiled. "Let's go for it," they said together.

No sooner had I recovered from that upset to my routine than Mama DiDi began spending many days away, helping her dear mother move from a lovely home into a small apartment. These things are never easy and I could tell it was often sad for Mama DiDi and her sisters. So, as time goes on, I will visit there and see if I can bring joy in my own small way.

Me? POTUS??

So sorry, my dear fans. Somehow my "billboard" announcing my candidacy for President of the United States went blank. I don't want to leave a big black square there on MY blog.

Dreaded Bath

My Dears, I am in a faint. I do so hate having a bath at home. The Spa bath is so much nicer and FASTER! Why does it take so long to rinse, rinse, rinse all the shampoo off me? Why does Mama DiDi use so much shampoo anyway?

My delicate being is resting now. Woof. When I recover myself, I may hide. Right now, I'm just too too exhausted to think of a new hiding place.

I do so envy dear Leo with his wood rat. I have a woodpile but it only has beetles. I have many cats and several squirrels that visit my yard.

Oh, oh. I must have been dreaming about rats. My dainty paws were twitching.

In Memory of Maxx

Yesterday we learned that this darling little Maxx shook off his sickness and pain and made the long trip beyond the horizon to the Rainbow Bridge. His mom is Yvonne who has made beautiful clothes for me in the past. I am so very sorry that her heart must be broken now. Maxx's daddy Tom is there to greet him, so there is joy there and tears here.

This is little Maxx.

When I heard the sad news, I remembered the Mutts comic strip from the day before. It made me think of little Maxx being carried by his dad and never being out of breath again.

Starring Me

If this works, it will be a miracle.
I addressed one of the neighborhood cats over a year ago. Strange to say, I haven't seen him since.

Sadie's Mom

Sadie Sue's mom is in the hospital. We hope she will be home soon because Sadie (who loaned me her beautiful Hawaiian dress last year), her honey Sunny and their daughter Lucy miss their mom very, very much.

Please pray... thank you.

Mary-Margaret, TV star

Our sweet friend, Mary-Margaret O'Brien, appeared on TV Wednesday night. WE cable network introduced a new series called F.L.I.P. Mysteries: Women on the Case. F.L.I.P. is a real i-network of Female Legal & Investigative Professionals. (Get it?)
Mary-Margaret appeared for a second or two, posing beautifully on her mom's desk as they helped solve a chilling mystery. Sorry, no spoilers, because the show will be repeated next Wednesday night at 10 p.m. Eastern time. Maybe that will be a new episode, but I'm sure her fans will demand a repeat of Mary-Margaret O'Brien, investigator-in-training.
The reason we all got to see it was because we have satellite and what is shown at 10 p.m. Eastern time is shown here three hours earlier. We didn't even have to stay up! Thank goodness, because as you know I am a creature of habit and would be asleep by 9:15.
Woof.

Rosemont Park

Today in our park, which is constantly being overwatered, a man heard Mama DiDi calling me.

"Sausha, come here, get out of the mud, don't twist your leash around the post. Sausha, we're going this way."

The man stopped and pointed toward me. "Russian name, Sacha, small name of Alexander."

"Yes," Mama DiDi fibbed, remembering my dialogue with dear Leo. "In fact, Sausha was named after Count Tolstoy's daughter, Alexandra."

The man smiled broadly. "My name Nikolai." Mama DiDi introduced herself and my aunt Nita. And quickly Nikolai, Mama DiDi, Nita, and my friends Jose and Misty, and I all leaped out of the way of the constant sprinklers.

Under the Weather

My dear fans, I experienced a little indisposition yesterday, but all is well this morning. I have a special sound I make to let my people know I am SICK! Do not waste time letting me outside!!
Ahem. I had to repeat this special sound for 20 minutes late Friday night before Daddy Moose roused sufficiently to get up and let me out. His first clue should have been that I did not rush out barking.
Mama DiDi got up with me twice more before she decided to leave the doggie door open for me. Too bad she didn't turn the lights on in the house and discover the nice message I had left in the dining room. Woof.
Yesterday I lounged in my bed as I usually do everyday, but this time I didn't bother getting up until after 5:00 P.M.