Wonderful Fall Weekend

We had a great weekend here. Saturday was Spa Day for us, and we all three got baths and haircuts. Then it was outside for a romp since the weather was so lovely. We got a surprise, too. New toys!

As I reached for my favorite, the tugging toy, Glynn whizzed by and bonked me on the head. Owww!

After a while I quit playing with the tuggy toy and left it laying. That's when Glynn stopped to take a sniff of it, and actually gave it a little shake. She's learning to play a bit at a time. Soon I'll get her to really play tug-of-war with me.

Cap, of course, picked the toy that makes noise. If it squeaks, it's mine, he always tells us.

Cap will guard that squeaky for the next two days like it is a treasured possession. It will take him that long to kill it and get the squeaky out, since the old boy doesn't have many teeth left, but he'll get it field-dressed in the end. After that, he loses interest in the hides, so they get tossed.


I hope the rest of you are enjoying this beautiful fall weather. It's our favorite time of year!
~Tell

A Sweet Award!

Thank you, Maggie and Mitch, for this awesome award! I feel so honored, and I think you're both pretty sweet, too!

Now I'd like to pass this award on to another terrier who deserves the best of everything. Summer has just found her forever home, so that's truly a reason to celebrate. Here's to you, Summer!

~Tell

The View From My Backyard

One of the fun things about meeting other dogs online is to see photos of them. Sometimes it's even more fun to look past the dog in the picture to see where he or she lives, the places they visit, the walks they go on, the gardens they dig, and oops...does that make me snoopy? Hey, I'm a dog! If I can't use some of my other senses to check everyone else out, I'll have to peek a little harder at the pictures.

I thought you all might like to see the beautiful autumn sunrise on our farm. We have lots of wildlife around here, and Dad got a great photo of a few whitetail does.

Gorgeous as they are, they're not much for making friends with us farm dogs. And boy, can they ever run fast! The first time I tried to buddy up to one, it disappeared over the ridge before I could say BOO. Still, when I think of all the critters around these parts, I like their quiet nature best. Sometimes, if I'm not paying attention, I don't even know they've slipped in for a visit until I find their tracks later.

I hope to see more deer in the next few weeks. They are eating all the acorns they can find around here this fall, putting on weight for the winter months. I wonder if Purina makes a deer chow?

~Tell

I've Been Pumpkinized

Somebody played around with the computer and put my handsome mug on a pumpkin! Pretty clever, huh? Go to http://www.glassgiant.com/pumpkinizer/ to get your own scary pumpkin face.
~ Tell

Better than Elvis!

The other day Dad was looking around Mom's office at all the wire fox terrier things she has collected, and he said, "You know, you don't have one picture of the kids here." Uh oh, busted. Mom didn't even realize how much her collection had taken over the work place, but there it was for all to see.





Nary a picture of the kids in sight, but fox terriers everywhere -- hanging on the wall, sitting on her 'puter, and dangling from her ears (actually, they are sillouette Airedale earrings but she passes them off as wires, don't let her know I told her secret). Hey, I don't see anything wrong with collecting what you love, and we all know she loves ME best!


So you can imagine Mom's excitement when she was browsing through a gift shop and came across a figurine of two little terriers peeking over a wall. Do these faces look familiar?

She wasn't sure they really were wires until she turned it around. Both dogs had little black saddles on their backs!

So off these little guys went to work so they can welcome customers into the office. I guess you can say Mom is totally hooked on foxy terriers, they're just everywhere you look around the room. Mom says they're better than a velvet Elvis (who she likes, by the way, but not THAT much!).

~ Tell

Here a Scritchie, There a Scritchie...

I learned a new word the other day while reading Gus' blog. He talks about something called butt scritchies. I'd never heard of scritchies before and wondered what they were, was it catching, and what does one look like? Not wanting to be thought of as a dumb dog, I didn't ask. I tried to look that word up but couldn't find it. I thought maybe it would come up in a conversation some day, and I would catch on.

As I was pondering this new word, I think Mom must have been reading over my shoulder (as she is prone to do at times). I heard her say, "Hmmm..." The next thing I knew, she had reached over and started scratching my back and rumpus. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!! What heavenly form of patting was this? It felt wonderful, especially to a pup who has had a few itchies he couldn't reach now and then. I stretched my neck, wagged my tail and made a goofy face.

Cap jumped up and trotted over to see what he was missing. He's a bit nosey sometimes. Mom said, "You want a scritchie, too?" He had much the same reaction as I did. There we stood, grinning like a couple of goobers while The Family laughed at us.

Then it was Glynn's turn. As I may have mentioned, Glynn is a bit of a shrinking violet when it comes to people. She's just not used to cuddles. So when Mom gave her a back rub and butt scritchie, my little sis just about went into shock. She didn't know what to think of all this attention but she took it rather well except for the bug-eyed look on her face.

It's been several days now, and scritchies have become part of our routine. We are becoming absolutely spoiled to this new way of pampering pooches. It sure beats twisting ourselves into a pretzel to reach an itch, and everyone thinks we're funny when we get those silly smiles on our faces.


Today, as Cap and I swung our broadsides around for Mom to reach, we were surprised when Glynn walked up and quietly stood there, too. Quite a milestone for her. Brought a tear to my eye, seeing her pluck up the courage to join the group.

Way to go, little sis!
~ Tell