Wakey Wakey It's Spring Breaky!

So we were a bit sneaky.

We took a very short vacation and we didn't tell anyone.

Except my brother. Mostly because I was worried about the cats. So about an hour out of Phoenix, Jeremiah sent him an email alerting him of our travels and asking him to notify the authorities if he did not hear from us within the next few days. Also, he should find someone to feed the cats.

So as a sneak peek, our mini-vacation included this:

Atticus has adventure in his bones.

 And a lot of this:

My new car. I LOVE my new car.

Dogs & Rugs

After getting the mega-deal on tile Saturday, we stopped at Lowe's. Before we go in, we review what we need so as to not be distracted by the other pretty things. On our list for Saturday was spray paint (and stay tuned for that barrel of fun), paint brushes, and a review of what would be needed to tile. And that was it.

But to get to the tile section we had to pass the rug section. What a stink.

They had a rug. 8 x 10. Just what we wanted. In fact, we had looked at it before. We've been moving our gorgeous green jute rug around and have been desperately needing an additional rug. The difference was that the shaggy cream and beige rug was on sale. Regularly $168. Clearance at $118. Jeremiah thinks he can get them to go lower. Asks for a manager. Gets the price knocked down to $85. Dollars. For an 8x10 rug. It would have been stupid to not get the rug. We would never find it cheaper.

So we got it.


Where do the dogs come in? They love the rug.

 Here's the Kisser, ready to start a fine game of Kong ball.

 He's really just a blur once he gets moving.

 And slightly cat-like. Notice that his back leg is jammed up under his front one. Doggy yoga.

 Good times until...

 Wait. Let's double check.

 Yup. The ball rolled under the entertainment center.

 Again.

 This is Atticus's "Please get my ball. Someone. Anyone. Please get my ball."

And there you go. A post about a bargain rug and the dogs.

P.S. I don't know what point Atters switched from his Kong to the tennis ball. He's a quick little bugger, I tell ya.

Work It.

My mom sent Atticus a Valentine's present. With a face like this, how could you resist?

She repurposed a boy's robe (that she found at a second-hand shop) into this coat/sweater for him.

It fits quite well and Atticus makes a top-notch model.

Isn't he a cutie?

He likesies. He seems to think that while wearing it he possesses super-camouflage powers and can sneak up on kitty.

What do you think? Cool idea to repurpose to old clothes, right?

p.s. Please ignore the fact that our sliding door is covered with dog slobber and paw prints. We like to consider it frosted. And ignore the fact that trim is not up on the wall and you can see the brown paint from the floor. Jeremiah got halfway done with the trim and I decided I wanted a tile floor. So he stopped. And then we got the roof estimate. So no tile floor. Yet.

Roar, okay?

Pretty sure I have the cutest little pound puppy ever (Remember those? I had two of them.).

Not his tough guy act (which involves biting if you touch him when he is asleep without first waking him up using your words), just a yawn. While wearing a Santa suit at Christmas.

Any pets that you could just gobble up because they are so cute?


p.s. We did some really cool shelves and the tables are refinished, so I'll be sharing those soon!

Dog Days

For Christmas, early Christmas, Michigan Santa(s) sent me a digital STD camera. It's really called something else, but STD gets the eye-roll from Jeremiah. It's an SLR, I think. Anyway, I've been trying it out on a lot of plants (so fun) and I thought that the dogs might be good subjects, too. 'Cause they're cute. You know they are. Anyway, here are my favorite shots from this weekend.
I love both the shot above and below. I love the shadows on Spike.
The Kisser. Hiding/burrowing in the blankets.
Lean on me.
Below- He just looks so flippin' confused.
So I've noticed in the two days that I've used the camera that even when using the flash, it doesn't create red-eye like a point and shoot. In addition, I get a lot less shots that end up blurry. Thanks for checking out my pictures...and my pooches.

Nail Cuttin' Time

Every couple of months Spike and Jeremiah do a delicate dance called "Trimming of the Raptor Claws".

It doesn't go well.

Spike is a huge baby and whines, wiggles, and licks. The whole time.

While Atticus watches.

He usually gets his done at a grooming place because he bites when I try to do his. Naughtiness abounds!

So here's the first shot:
Atticus is simply enjoying the sun, perhaps teasing Spike.
Oh, yeah. The good life. But then wait...things are getting awkward.
Look at the Kisser's face now! He's worrying that he might be next. He's totally thinking, "Do not make eye-contact with the dude. Do not make eye-contact with the dude."

Final shot:
Dead wiener.

Casual Friday

Or, Atticus's stripper outfit

Animal House

I felt as though Scout needed some more time in the spotlight. She is, after all, my precious.
Adorable Atticus.
Now this is more of a dog search/count/connect the dogs. That's right. FOUR dogs in our house while Jeremiah's parents were here. Coco is in the chair and Pancho is on the floor.
Santicus and Pancho.
I guess chihuahuas gotta stick together.

Atticus got a new sweater!

Clearance! $.50!