We're Baaaaccckk!

Mum left us for THREE WEEKS and went on a LOOONNG trip to England and France. And us? We got to go stay at the vet's kennel for THREE WEEKS. Mum wouldn't let us go to our usual haunt because I was limping and she thought enforced rest would help (it did). And Cooper came home so tired from our last play date at The Farm that Mum thought a quiet vacation would do him good (it did).

Mum took 1,200+ pictures and fortunately she is not going to make you look at all of them. But she did get some interesting shots (she is even doing a slide show of "Dogs and Doors" of all the dogs and doorways she took pictures of - what the...?)

This is a French dog pee'ing in the street. See, they pee just like girl dogs do here in the USA.

Yes, we know. Our mother is different.

And this is Mum at Monet's garden and house. (He did not invite her because he is actually dead.)

Not that anyone cares but Cooper and I are fine. I lost my voice (bark) because I barked so much at the vet's place. I am a bit hoarse but I will work my way back up to my usual decibels shortly.

Before Mum came home, she stayed with our grandparents in North Carolina. They got us a new cousin, "Sam". She is a bloodhound and Mum says she will get giganormous some day. She's got paws like large size waffles.

Sam is 10 weeks old and growing about an inch a day. Mum says Sam has the softest puppy fur this side of the Rockies. (But Mum says I have the softest Corgi fur anywhere).

So we are back and will have photos up shortly. Thanks for not breaking into the house while she was gone and taking all our toys and treats. Dad appreciates that too because he has his cowboy toys and no one gets to play with them except Dad.

Love, Dozer



Before there was us, there was them

Way back in history, a long time ago, in another state, (and probably another galaxy), Mum had other dogs in her life. She found this picture in her photo box. The picture dates from June 1970 - that's almost 40 years ago! (Mum must be getting old - need to keep an eye on this).

The bloodhound was Jennifer (Mummy's dog), to the left was Amanda (Uncle Andy's dog) and to the right was Snoopy (Uncle Bryan's dog). They had this metal bed and they would all pack into it together which might have worked except that Jennifer the Bloodhound was really big, even as a puppy.

These were really good dogs in Mum's life and they went to the Rainbow Bridge many years ago. They are remembered with fondness and love.

There were no digital cameras back in the dark ages of Mum's youth (check out her plaid jumper in the picture, BOL!) and no video at all. So this picture is very precious. Good thing Mummy has her digital camera now, she can take lots of pictures of me.