Sunday, November 30, 2008
Mum and Dad (and my cousin Anthony) had a quiet Thanksgiving at home with turkey, stuffing, sweet potatoes and salad. No one seemed to get the message that they should be dropping food on the floor for me and the best I got was a new bone to chew. It was thoroughly disappointing.
Friday night Mum and I walked in the annual Corvallis Christmas Parade with our Willamette Corgi Group (Corgi Picnic). My Auntie DeeDee sent money for Mum to buy me my very own Flexible Flyer Wagon with red, wood sides. Mum and I went to Robinett's Hardware Store, which is a really nice old fashioned hardware store with wood floors and all the neat stuff you need. We picked out my wagon and Mum paid for it and then we put it in the car.
Mum had to spend most of the afternoon putting lights and garlands on the wagon so it looked just right for me. But before that we went to Animal Crackers to find a plaid coat for me. I tried on a couple of different colors and we decided the red and white suited me best.
This is Anthony and me. He can multi-task so well - rub my tummy, talk on Facebook, text on his cell phone.
Mum tried taking pictures for our annual Christmas card but I was having no part of it. This is my "get out of my face" look.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
a very happy Thanksgiving and to let you know
we count you among our many blessings this year.
You make us laugh and think and sometimes cry,
you really are the best bloggers around!
Lord, as we bow our heads to pray,
We celebrate Thanksgiving Day.
Help us have the right attitude,
As we turn to you in gratitude.
Thank you for our festive mood;
Thank you, Lord, for this good food;
Thanks for blessings great and small;
Thank you, thank you for it all.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Sunday, November 23, 2008
P.S. I decided not to wait to post this and we will hope Auntie Laura doesn't spot it.
For reasons we are not quite sure of, Dozer decided during the OSU Beaver and Arizona football game to begin the de-stuffing of his treasured Lamb toy..yesh, the one they said was nearly indestructable. It lasted a long time before its fluff started disappearing. And Dozer is supposed to be having "cage rest" because of his knee surgery - I bet he'll pay big bucks for Dr. B not to see this video! BOL!
I love being in charge of the blog, I finally get to be top dog! Love, Cooper
Friday, November 21, 2008
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Does Mum never tire of this tongue business? Sometimes she thinks she is being funny when she sneaks up and touches my tongue and I do not move because I am so sound asleep. Eventually I open an eye (not both, just one) and let her know that I find this sort of behavior juvenile. Silly woman. But she does have thumbs and she snuggles well.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Sunday, November 9, 2008
I am not sure but I think Dottie looks for the strangest places to sleep. She always goes for doorways, like she is guarding but usually she just trips up the pawrents. This is a true corgi pose but she looks like a pig on a spit. (Mum is giving me the "look" for saying that. It isn't like I said she should be on a spit, only that she looks like she is one fat porker on one.) Speaking of which, Dottie had her half yearly exam at the vets and she has to go back to in two weeks so they ca recheck her stomach. Apparently the massive amount of kibble she ate was like a cannonball in her gut and Dr. Lewis-Simpson said she couldn't really get anything to move. Well, ya! No joke! Again, this sort of goes hand-in-hand with my pig analogy.
Friday, November 7, 2008
Surprisingly Dad did not find this to be the least bit amusing. And Mum said we are all on short rations for the rest of the day since our tummys feel like cannon balls. We don't care, just keep the door open for our poop parade which will start just about any time now! BOL!
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Gee, that's an unfortunate place to be shaved. I don't know how you can overcome the embarassment. Its not like you can wear a hat on your butt.
I'm not sure that is as a supportive message that I might have wanted from Mango...man, o man, o Mango!