Just Trying to Sleep...

My dear sister, Caroline the Crazy, while normally delightful to have around (she likes to play with me WAY more than The Queen does) is sometimes her own variety of a royal pain. Case in point: when I am trying to achieve my Sunday afternoon handsome sleep with Pa. There I was, all snuggled up on my favorite cushy throw behind Pa on the overstuffed chair, snoozing contentedly away, when who do you suppose bounds up onto the chair with the vigor of a puppy on caffeine pills? You got it. HER. Here's how it went down:

Me. Happy. Snoozing. Peaceful.

Caroline wakes me up with a smooch and wants me to come play.

When I tell her I don't want to play, she decides to give me a bath.

...and clean out my ears. Still no sleeping going on here...

FINALLY I convince her to chillax and she lays down...

...and she eventually starts to drift away to sleep...

Calm is restored, and I'm back to my Sunday afternoon handsome sleep.

Ratting Out The Queen!

Today's post is the result of some super sleuth-y covert operations on my part. This isn't something that is general public knowledge. She keeps it under wraps pretty well...but I am about to break the story to the world...The Queen...yes...even Her Majesty The Queen...has a dirty habit!
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Are you ready for this?
She.
Licks.
Plastic.

Oh my goodness! Have you ever heard of a stranger habit? Not I (although Carol has quite a few strange ones herself). Autumn will seek out plastic of any kind. Snuggle down next to it all cozy, and LICK it. For a long time.Truly an addiction. I think she needs intervention personally. - Here are a few photos I managed to click (while hiding in Ma's ficus tree) of The Queen and her dirty little secret:

Does she not look incredibly guilty here?

Yup, there she goes. Licking away.

Has Spring Sprung?

Oh my chewies! Has it been gorgeous outside lately or what???! I think Spring may have come a little early to Windy Poplars this year (although Pa says he thinks Winter still has a few cold tricks up her sleeve). Well, I tell you what, we're sure making good use of the warmth while it's here. Hope those darn fwees don't come back early too. Yuk, yuk, yuk. I hate them. The other day Ma and Pa took Carolou the Caribou (I like to call her that sometimes) and I out for a nice long constitutional. Here are some pictures from our outing:

What's the weather been like where you are?

Mission: Possible

Hello Furiends! Today commences "Operation Get-Into-Auntie Em's Wedding Party" (Operation GIAEWP for short). My Auntie Em is getting married in just two months, and I've always wanted to be in a wedding! I think it would be quite an adventure! Don't you? For goodness sake, I'm the perfect color to go with any scheme you could dream up! I'm chute, and adorable, and well, why wouldn't you want a Bichon in your wedding I ask you? So anyway, I thought maybe if I posted a little about why I would be so indispensable to her wedding party, maybe Auntie Em would break down and ask me.

Today, I'm exhibiting Reason #1 of "Why I Should Be in Your Wedding Party": How very handsome I look in a bow tie:

...and another angle (in case you're still deciding if you agree or not!)...

I hope you're reading Auntie Em! :-) 

Oh, and Pee.S.: Don't you wish you had an Auntie Em??? I know, I know. I'm lucky! Just think: if our house is ever in danger of blowing away to Oz, I can actually yell bark "Auntie Em! Auntie Em!" because I actually have one!

Pee.Pee.S.: If you wanna put in a good word for me as to why I would be such a perfect addition to her wedding party, it wouldn't hurt!

Wags from, --Chester

Happy Valentine's Day!

Make sure you show LOTS and LOTS of snuggly, waggy, licky, love today!!!

Love to all my dear sweet bloggy furiends, --Chester

Hide and Seek

There is SO much to teach a newcomer about living here at Windy Poplars. I've had my paws full the past few months - let me tell ya! But I've been trying to teach little Carolou some fun stuff too - like how to play hide and seek. She's kinda getting the hang of it, but she still has some things to learn. See for yourself:

Gettin' there. Just needs to conceal that little black nose to get the full "hide" goin' on. These skills, although used in play among us furry beasts, are also well utilized by the discerning pooch in such instances as when Ma or Pa say things like, "Time to trim your nails!" Yup. That is definitely hide-under-the-bed worthy.

Well that's all for today folks. Thanks for stopping by! What are some of your favorite games?

Early to Bed...

...early to rise - makes a pooch healthy, wealthy, and wise.

I seem to be falling asleep early every night that we watch a movie these days (which has been more frequently lately since Ma has some busy crafting project she's been working on into the wee sma's the past week). Must be getting old. Or must be getting handsome (you know...getting my beauty handsome sleep). Anyway, with these early-to-bed nights, it makes me super bright eyed and bushy tailed (emphasis on the bushy-tailed) in the morning. Sometimes even before the sun is up! I don't understand why Ma, Pa, and Carolou aren't ready to get up and at 'em with me! Maybe they should try to get to bed earlier...

Wordless Wednesday

Yikes! I'm being eaten head first by my sister the lion(ess). Someone call Ma!