This Week’s Extreme Dog Treats!

Hi!  Roscoe, Monty and Henry here with a guest blog post.  What’s in the treat bin this week?

Plenty of the old standards but new ones?  Cranberry turkey wings, yak puffs, lamb ears with liver icing.   And our all time favorite honey garlic duck feet!!

Extreme dog treats for extremely cute boy dogs!

Today’s Haiku

 

Roscoe

Hi! Roscoe here with today’s guest blog post and Haiku.

When Mom adopted me they told her I was found alone on the streets of Trinidad, a puppy of less than 6 weeks and starving.

I sometimes get scared of things I can’t see and Mom is real patient and loving with me when this happens.

Stormy weather.  Hate it.  I can feel the electricity in the air.  The room closes in on me, pressing me on all sides, choking me.

I can smell the lightning before it strikes, a smell like Mom scrubbing the sink.  Clean but scary, knowing what comes next.

Rolling thunder heard from miles away, louder and louder causing me to pant in fear.  Thunder I can feel in my bones bringing that horrible trembling that I can’t control.

Wind threatening to pick up the house and carry us all away.

  • darkness approaching
  • terrible unknown evil
  • trees bowing in fear
  • darkness descending
  • the pack howls in agony
  • sharp crack and bright light
  • darkness replaced by stillness
  • my once racing heart now yearns
  • hopes for quiet peace

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thanks Auntie Sandy!

 

Henry 9 months

Henry here!   I am nine months old now and boy do I love to chew….  A few days ago Mom was not waking up to feed me breakfast so I went shopping.

I figured out how to open a dresser drawer!  And it was full of stretchy chewy stuff.  I carefully chose one, I take shopping seriously🐶

Mom leaves us alone two nights a week to do something called swimming and deep water aerobics🏊‍♀️  She meets my Auntie Sandy there and they both wear stretchy chewy stuff.

I carefully took something called a price tag off and not so carefully started chewing.  This keeps my teeth clean and my jaws strong.  Then I heard the dreaded words “Henry are you shopping? What are you doing?  What where you thinking?”

Fortunately Auntie Sandy is a quilter and had the tools to rescue me from this adventure.  Heck Mom you can’t even tell where the repair is!

(and it got Mom up to feed me breakfast!)

Henry Got Mail!

 

Henry and Monty

Guest blogger Monty here.  Henry got some mail and him being a puppy needed my help in reading it.  It is from his friend Jared.

Jared always sends Henry tips on how to be a good puppy.

And he also sends extra treat coupons.  This one is only good if Henry is practicing good behavior!  Thank goodness Mom always has extreme treats available!

And thank goodness when Henry uses his treat coupon me and Roscoe will get one too!

Bachi ga ataru!

This morning Monty and I decided to pull the sheets and covers off Mom’s bed.  We had a fit of hooliganism.  (Hooliganism is a word because spell check did not flag it!)  Mom was not happy.  

She screamed at us “Bachi ga ataru!”  This is a phrase Mom and Uncle Sam heard a lot from their Mom growing up.  What does it mean?

  • What goes around comes around, or
  • Something similar will happen to you (if your actions are mischievous).

All I can say is Mom must have heard this phrase a lot when she was a kid because it slid off her tongue without a thought.

I have been trying to figure out what could happen to us for our actions this morning.  It is our karma that something will happen.We both get caught up in the bed sometimes  when tunneling for Mom under the sheets.  She always has to untangle us before our struggles get too frantic.  I think Mom is going to leave us in the sheets!