This Week’s Extreme Dog Treats!

Hi!  Roscoe, Monty and Henry here with a guest blog post and this weeks dog treats.  We call these extreme dog treats.  They are extras on top of our milk-bones!

Tons of dog biscuits made in the USA. Bison with apples and peaches, peanut butter and cranberries, chicken with apple and carrots, salmon with strawberries and potatoes!

Turkey feet freeze dried.

Better Belly fast digesting rawhide trests and no hide Smart Bones stuffed with peanut butter.   These last ones mom watches us like a hawk to make sure we don’t have any problems with chewing them

Mom is looking on line to buy in bulk…..

First Emergency Vet Visit

Henry here with a guest post about my first emergency vet visit.

I am a rescue. They don’t know much about me but my dog Mom was rescued too and she definitely had a lot of Boxer in her.

Human Mom learned that Boxers had a lot of eye issues and when she got home tonite and saw my eye like this she freaked out, threw me in the car and took me to the Emergency Vet!  I mean really threw me in the car!!!

Turns out no scratch on my eye, looks like a bug bite, likely a stupid wasp which Monty has taught me to chase and try to eat.

I was sweet until I got suspicious and then was a real stinker and would not let them fit me for something called the cone of shame…

They gave up and gave me a large cone of shame and wished my human Mom good luck with getting it on me 😈.

Roscoe and Monty are excited because the emergency vet prescribed Benadryl for the swelling and they think it’ll make me sleep and pester them less.

The real reason I went to the emergency vet was because I heard human Mom say it was time for me to get something called neutered which sounds horrible.  Roscoe and Monty actually have been extra tolerant of me because of neutering in my future.  Now Mom says I used my neutering money for an emergency and neutering will be postponed until next month which is my birthday month….   Happy birthday to me?

Henry, Roscoe and Monty

Today’s Haiku for Terry, Gary and Roxy

Our church has an area where you light a candle for your concern or celebration. The rest of the congregation doesn’t know what your candle is for, but they pray with you to honor your request.

This is a simple haiku for a fellow blogger, his partner and their companion that came to me at candle lighting today.

  • live in the moment
  • a gallantly fought journey
  • destination near

A daily reminder from my companions that living in the moment is truly important.

Henry 3 months

This Week’s Extreme Dog Treats!

Hi!  Roscoe, Monty and Henry here with a guest blog post, this week’s extreme dog treats.

Pork skin rolls, freshly ground grass fed beef bone and marrow, Begging Brews  gourmet spent beer grain dog treats.

The beef bone and marrow is from Western Daughters Butcher Shop.   This shop provides local beef, pork, and poultry. All suppliers raise their animals in humane and healthy conditions.  All parts of the animals are available and used in products with little or no waste.  (Mom said she get us some chicken feet soon.)

The Begging Brews dog treats?  They are from

Some Place Else Brewery

A dog friendly brew pub.

A portion of all proceeds from the sale of these treats go to the Pink Boot Society, supporting women in the brew craft industry!

 

Henry, Roscoe and Monty

Dog friendly brewery with dog treats?  See you soon!

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!