Clipping in the Springtime.....

Equal time for the pretty ones in the bunch.... all the Maltese wish that they really looked like this picture....ooops... doesn't work that way. That hair knots up and mats and has to be clipped off.... and it is shedding time at our house! MoM got my ears (so that they will stand up straight!) but it was a real battle... took her nearly an hour. I screamed and screched and bit and wiggled with everything in me! She got my feet first.... then, my bootie... then, my ears... by that time, I was so tired that most of the fight was out of me....Oh, well. There is some talk of a bath.... but that is down the road after the Maltese Munchkins are clipped and fluffed....

My Rules....

1. If I like it, it's mine.
2. If it's in my mouth, it's mine.
3. If I can take it from you, it's mine.
4. If I had it a little while ago, it's mine.
5. If it's mine, it must never appear to be yours in any way.
6. If I'm chewing something up, all the pieces are mine.
7. If it just looks like mine, it's mine.
8. If I saw it first, it's mine.
9. If you are playing with something and you put it down, it automatically becomes mine.
10. If it's broken, it's yours.
11. If Su-Su can reach it, it's mine when it hits the floor.
12. If I can get it from Tank and Porky, it's mine...

Because I'm the baby and I'm soooo cute... Uh-huh. Uh-huh.


Yep, works for me.

Here's the Latest Dirt....

"MoM has been sick! There was this major praire fire just over the NM line ... and the smoke and ash came our way! The news said that it got 11 houses... and burned bunches of acres...Course, being a TOP YORKIE I went on my merry way... Not MoM. She had a major as-mah attack. Went to the Dr. in Lubbock... thought it was flu... or strep throat.. but no... just a big as-mah attack. So she has cought and hacked and felt bad all Spring Break... She got one set of 5 pills that were $23.50 per pill... and some really good cought syrup that was $117.... She is sooooo thankful that she has insurance! All she has done is sit and rock most of us fur babies and watch re-runs of Jag and Walker and SVU ..... Nothing like some good action and blood to take care of being sick. "

"I have learned not only UP but now DOWN. There is no stopping me now. I can make it UP on the couch and DOWN from the couch! Su-Su ( MoM's Poodle rescue) and I really tear things up now. There is not a pillow on the place that is safe from us! We are real pillow killers! I am still a bit nervous around Buddy (Mom"s yard poodle/airadale rescue) but he and I do the dance and have smelled butts and we are getting better. At least now, I am big enough that he doesn't scream ' Rat! Rat! Gotta kill it!' when I go into the yard."

"And... I remain---- SOOOO cute. Yes, I am. Sooooooo Cute!"
MoM says --- and only about 5 pounds heavier.... Uh-huh. Fat little fellow.....

Doggy Psychology 101.....

If dog breeds could talk:


GOLDEN RETRIEVER: The sun is shining, the day is young, we've got our whole lives ahead of us, and you're worrying about a stupid burned out bulb?
BORDER COLLIE: Just one. And then I'll replace any wiring that's not up to code.
DACHSHUND: You know I can't reach that stupid lamp!
ROTTWEILER: Make me!
BOXER: Who cares? I can still play with my squeaky toys in the dark.
LAB: Oh, me, me!!!!! Pleeeeeeeze let me change the light bulb! Can I? Huh? Huh? Can I? Pleeeeeeeze, please, please, please!
GERMAN SHEPHERD: I'll change it as soon as I've led these people from the dark, check to make sure I haven't missed any, and make just one more perimeter patrol to see that no one has tried to take advantage of the situation.
JACK RUSSELL TERRIER: I'll just pop it in while I'm bouncing off the walls and furniture.
OLD ENGLISH SHEEP DOG: Light bulb? I'm sorry, but I don't see a light.
POINTER: I see it, there it is, there it is, right there........
COCKER SPANIEL: Why change it? I can still pee on the carpet in the dark.
CHIHUAHUA: Yo quiero Toco Bulb.
AUSTRALIAN SHEPHERD: First, I'll put all the light bulbs in a little circle.........
GREYHOUND: It isn't moving. Who cares?
YORKIE: MoM will do it while I look cute and catch the mice in the kitchen….
MALTESE : Yawn. Time for a nap. No light; no need to get up. Let me fluff my hair, check my bows, and settle back in for that nap.
GREAT DANE: Here, let me do it…. All I have to do is stretch an inch….

Love Saturdays!

On Saturdays, MoM has time to sleep in... which we all did today! And the weather was lovely!! Did we go work in the yard... oh no... not that... we slept and had company. MoM was in her gown tail and here came two different sets of visitors... Pepper's MoM ( my babysitter MoM) came over and so did Miss Pat...who makes the bestest cakes in the known world.... I got loves and hugs and scratches and rubs.... I was a happy camper today!

P.S. Click on the picture and see it in gif format......Oh, Yeah!!!

TAKS TESTING LASTS FOREVER!

A little musings from a sleepy Burnt Busquit as his MoM soaks in the tub after a long, long day......:

“It's been a hard night’s day and Mom’s been working like a dog
It's been a hard night's day, she should be sleeping like a log
( Just look at me!)
But when she gets home to me, she'll find the things that I do
Will make her feel alright

I know she works all day to get me money to buy my things
And it's worth it just to hear MoM say, “ I’m going to give you everything!”
So why on earth should I moan, 'cause

When MoM's home everything seems to be right
When she’s home feeling her holding me tight…
Owww!” ( Not THAT tight-- gotta breathe, Mom!)

MoM has gotta burn those old 78’s stored in the garage….
But she is too tired to today--it has been National TAKS TESTING DAAAAY! Oh Yea!!! Can you tell how excieted I am....

My! How Lubbock is growing...

Lubbock is moving west -- just as hard and fast as it can...
What was once farm land with fields of white cotton is now the Marsha Sharp Freeway.... named after a former student of mine who hales from Tulia.... I remember her when she was a little skinny girl who loved basketball better than anything else in life...... anyhow--- I certainly wouldn't want something like the Lubbock freeway named after me.... it is taking forever to get up and running....But the big "skyway" overpass is there on the west side ... now known as West Lubbock.....

Burnt Bisquit says," Ain't no way at all that you are gonna get my MoM up on that thing.... I don't understand why we gotta go UP when there is all that flat space around..... Oh yeah!"
“Would you like to ride on my beautiful freeway
Would you like to ride on my beautiful freeway
Up, up and away
My beautiful, my beautiful freeway…..
We can sing a song and sail along the silver road
Up, up and away
Way up in the air on my beautiful freeway
Up, up and away”


MoM reminds us that Yorkies are pretty verbal....pretty tone deaf too....maybe, even a little insensitive.....

Gotta love Texas Weather.....

Burnt Bisquit says:



"MoM went to Lubbock! To get dog food... oh Yeah!

Left all of us in the house.... BUT we were good!

And the weather was lover-ly.....

Soon changed!"

See the brown line..

See the dust coming?

Oh yes... and the wind

(And the temperature is 74 degrees...Bring on the air conditioners!)

And the tumbleweeds...And see the stuff that looks like fog...

Just moving across the field....

Not so Magee...That is dancing dust....

And today... there was snow... and a wind chill of 17 degrees...

Oh yeah! Gotta love Texas Weather!

Me? I'll just stay in and munch on a new doggie bisquit.....

On the couch again.....

“On the couch again

Just can't wait to get off the couch again

On the couch again,

And I can't wait to get off the couch again.

Just can't wait to get down again

The life I love is makin' a mess with my pack mates

And I can't wait to get off the couch again”

With apologies to Mr. Nelson…. Burnt Busquit is not the best singer in the pack…..

Oh the indignity of it....

Burnt Bisquit says..

"Oh the indignity of it all.

First, MoM shaved my ears.. both sides....

Then, she taped them....UGH!

Just because I had pretty hair on them.. and just because they kinda drooped a little in the middle..

MoM cuts off all my hair and puts this stuff on them...

SHE says its for my own good and that I will not have to wear it long...

Well, she is right on that.... Momma Gracie doesn't like the tape either...

I give it about 5 minutes... "

MoM says... the tape did its job and now we have Yorkie ears-- not droopy ones!..... And it only took three days and four rolls of tape.......

Gracie says that she is the boss of them all...

Gracie is the Maltese matriarch of the entire bunch....
Burnt Busquit says " Don't mess with this one... she will eat you alive. Her name at the vet is Alligator Mouth...."
And she weighes in at 5 pounds.......

Yawn... Saturday...

It's that day that MoM gets to sleep late....
And so do I...

She wears her jeans

I just keep my fur on.....

Please note.. MoM has belly shelf...

Pretty handy for getting droppage from breakfast.....

Over all, YAWN, I love Saturdays........