Murphy Dog Takes Over and Tells His Greatest Christmas Wish

discloshur (I am a dawg)

Hi! It's me, Murphy!

Mommy is takin' the day off for Christmas so I get to talk to you today. Me an' my sister Twinkie want to say Happy Howlidays to all of you and thank you for all the kisses and belly rubs you send us when Mommy posts our pictures. She is proud of us - we know 'cause she tells us all the time. We are good dogs, Mommy says.

This is the picture we made for you yesterday...

I was takin' a nap in the sun on our doggie futon Mommy keeps for us in her office. We like to be with her all the time - even when she's workin'. She likes to have us with her because she loves us!

We're havin' a good Christmas 'cause Mommy got us new collars and didn't make us wear weird clothes. And we didn't even have to have a B-A-T-H! Mommy spells it out but we still know it means bath 'cause we are smart! What it IS is...just when we get back to smellin' right and fully dawg, the human gives us one of these B-A-T-Hs with water and takes away all the good smells and makes us stink with fru-fru stuff.

Humans are weird.

Sometimes right after a bath, we can find something good to roll in outside. We get on our backs and roll and roll and get the dead bird or whatever it is all deep in our fur and make everything right again. Happy! And then Mommy gives us ANOTHER B-A-T-H. But we love her anyway.

We also got more toys to play with. A new Frisbee for Twinkie and a new Kong for me. For the longest time I didn't understand what toys were or how to "play." I don't remember much from before Mommy, but it wasn't fun. No one ever petted me or taught me how to play or gived me enough to eat. Human hands were only for hitting me and sometimes they used sticks like the kind Mommy uses to sweep and mop with. It hurt to walk because my paw pads were shredded and I was scared all the time and very sad. Mommy says there was no light in my eyes.

Mommy might give us B-A-T-Hs but she's nothing like the other humans I knew before. She always gives me food and love and kisses. She pets me and hugs me and plays with me. Twinkie tries to teach me stuff too. She's pretty bossy but I love her anyway. But I know Mommy would never use her hands to hit me. Hers are only for loving me. And when she gets out the sticks, she never hits me with them. She just cleans up the floor with them. I love Mommy. I can walk and even run without it hurting my paws! And I weigh almost as much as Mommy now! When I got here, I weighed less than half what I weigh now and I barely had the energy to stand up long enough to pee. (Oh and I learned to lift my leg too!) And I even learned how to jump up on the futon and bed! I didn't know how to jump before.

I don't know why the other humans didn't love me. I was such a good boy. I know 'cause Mommy tells me all the time what a good boy I am. I never bother anything of hers or chew or tear stuff up and I do whatever Mommy tells me. Before Mommy got me, I had given up. Humans were cruel and even though I was a very good boy I just didn't want to live anymore 'cause being alive wasn't nice at all...it was just hurt.

So before Mommy makes me get off the 'puter I just want to tell you MY Christmas wish.

I wish that no doggies had to live like I did before Mommy got me. I wish there weren't those other kind of humans. I wish I knew why those other kinds of humans exist.

I wish all humans like Mommy would go and rescue other good dogs like me.

I wish everyone who wanted a puppy would THINK first. Decide if they could take good care of one like Mommy does me. Mommy says the vet costs a lot of money but I'm worth it.

I wish people wouldn't buy puppies from pet stores. There are LOTS of doggies like I was. Good dogs who just want to love you and be loved...without anyone to love them. If you go rescue a doggie like me, you wouldn't EVER be sorry 'cause they would love you SO MUCH. They would be loyal and faithful and never ever let anything happen to you and love you forever and ever until they die.

I wish all doggies were as blessed as I am this year.

And here are some photos of us. Mommy says we are her beautiful babies!

Happy HOWLidays!!! ♥

If you want to read other posts by me and Twinks or about dogs, Mommy put some links below.

Dogs Deserve Better
Beach Time!
Spring!

And now she's making me get off 'cause it's time to go outside. It's so pretty out today and warm. She said we might even get to go for a boat ride today!


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Weekend Bits and Bobs: December 8, 2013 - Stressed Out Dogs, Lipstick Review and a Photo Round-Up

Nothing to Disclose

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Happy Sunday! Today I just have a new lipstick and some "nail mail" to show you. It's been so cold here (yes COLD in South Texas!) that I haven't done much of anything outside these four walls. One mini-shopping trip and a liquid lunch with a crazy girlfriend, but no one wants photos of that. Well let me re-phrase - if I post photos of that she will kill me.

Continued after the jump...

Dog in the Drink...with Barnacles

There won't be a nail polish post this evening. It's been quite the eventful day here in South Texas and I just can't muster the energy to resize photos for a decent enough post about polish.

I've been slowly trying to rebuild my stamina (not from any illness or anything unless a bad case of the Lazy-Butt is an illness) and start being more active so I've been going to the boat every day and cleaning on it. The starboard side, for some reason, needs extra cleaning...I suppose from how it sits in the water and where the sun stays on it most of the day? So any work I do on it is definitely needed.

View of the marina from the bridge of the boat

Anyway, Twinks has been to the boat a lot. She's never any trouble and is perfect off-leash. Agile and quick. Murphy is the opposite. Today Murphy wasn't any trouble because he stayed away from the dock and the boat. But Twinks had herself an, um...incident. She fell right off the dock into the water. SPLASH!

Twinks - Boat Dog Extraordinaire

She likes the water and swims well so I wasn't immediately alarmed, just a little irritated that I was going to need to fish her out.  Then I couldn't lift her the couple of feet out of the water and back up on the dock. No leverage. No ladder. I didn't even THINK to open the tuna door, but not sure that would have helped really either as far as getting her back aboard, but it would have kept me from cutting myself up on the barnacles when I got back on myself!

Nothing was working so I decided I'd have to go in after her. I didn't think to remove my non water-proof watch (bowl of rice please work!) Still couldn't manage to get her onto the dock because I REALLY didn't have any leverage once I was in the water.

Now we're both stuck. LOL! And the place, usually teeming with activity, was deserted, of course. I finally managed to free some rope from one of the pilings and get it around her, then I clawed my way back out, slashing my feet and arm on the barnacles attached to the dock. I look like I've been in a fight with a bobcat.  Thankfully I had on jeans or it would have been worse. But I wouldn't have tired out so quickly in shorts.

Once back on the dock, I was able to use the rope to lift her back half and her collar for the front half and WHAT A RELIEF! Back on dry land! She was exhausted, but she is SUCH a great dog. She didn't panic, she listened to everything I told her to do, when to stay and when to help and when to go limp. Seriously, I've said it before but she's the smartest dog EVER! Well, except for the part where she fell in the bay. LOL!

All Tuckered Out

And YES, I'll be getting doggie life jackets with top handles for both dogs. And I'll leave the tuna door open when working on the boat from now on. And I'll wear a less expensive WATERPROOF watch.

Oy.

Tomorrow tune in for butter LONDON Lillibet's Jubilee!!!!!!

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Tartan Nails - Dior Camel

I've said before I suck at nail art and I've proved myself right! I tried and tried and freakin' TRIED! Finally I settled on a tartan accent nail - a take-off of Thompson Camel Plaid.

I'm Scottish (both by bloodlines and at heart) so my family has their own plaid - Davidson Plaid. This is my clan plaid:

Davidson Clan Plaid

But I didn't think it would translate well on the nails. Okay, okay, FINE! I didn't think I could DO it. Happy? And it is really cold here right now - freezing tonight again. (Someone forgot it's South Texas!) So I pulled out my Burberry jacket and scarf.  It is often visually confused with Thompson (Camel) Clan Tartan, which has been around at least since the 17th or 18th century. The naming and registration of official clan tartans began on April 8, 1815, when the Highland Society of London (founded 1778) resolved that all the clan chiefs each "be respectfully solicited to furnish the Society with as Much of the Tartan of his Lordship's Clan as will serve to Show the Pattern and to Authenticate the Same by Attaching Thereunto a Card bearing the Impression of his Lordship's Arms." 


That Burberry would try to sue over the use of it is ridiculous to me. It would seem that if anyone ripped anyone else off, it was Burberry who did the ripping off.


Anyhow, since I didn't do a very good job, I've included a gratuitous photo of one of my dogs (Twinkie) in hopes of distracting you. *grin*

Tartan Nails using Dior Camel as a base

 I don't know WHY she always lays her ears back when she sees the camera. It's funny when I hide the camera/bring it back out/hide it/bring it out...her ears go up/down/up/down/up/down. Makes me giggle.

Tartan Nails using Dior Camel as a base

Tartan Nails using Dior Camel as a base

Tartan Nails using Dior Camel as a base

I REALLY need to try konad. This freehand stuff is for the birds.

Cult Nails Vicious Swatches and Review

Cult Nails

Cult Nails

What's Better Than Nail Polish Tacos?

Nothing beats a nail polish taco. That's what.

I received my Cult Nails order from Maria today - Get It On Base Coat, Wicked Fast Top Coat and Vicious, the prettiest purple creme! It's an eggplant/aubergine creme that's gonna be a classic, for sure. Cult Nails colors are $10 each and can be purchased here.

I couldn't even wait for tomorrow's sunlight to swatch it! And I couldn't wait to do clean-up either!  Sorry. However, the formula and brush are so good that there's minimal clean-up to be done.

Cult Nails Vicious

 This is the most color accurate:

Cult Nails Vicious

Twinkie sensed the excitement and just had to get in on the act. Of course the camera focused on her rather than on my nails.  LOL!

Twinkie asks "Whatcha doin' Ma?"

Now I just wanna know when I'm gettin' my Unicorn Puke. =)

October 23

Just had to come back and add more pics of Vicious. It's gorgeous. The nails are short now though.

Cult Nails Vicious

Cult Nails Vicious

Cult Nails Vicious

Skunked AGAIN!

Well I've had an eventful evening.  Started out relaxing. Nice dinner, some TV, polishing my nails...and then all hell broke loose in the yard.

Last year, both Murphy and Twinkie got sprayed by a skunk.  Thankfully I have ONE dog who learns from her mistakes.  Twinkie managed to stay out of it tonight.  Murphy?  Not so smart.

Mr. Murphy McDumberson

So I'm mixing hydrogen peroxide, baking soda and Dawn, separating Twinkie, running water in the tub (it's dark out there, not to mention there's a skunk, so the usual outdoor bath spot was out) and trying to get Murphy inside.

It was like a comedy skit.  He's 100 pounds (give or take a few) and although I still claim the "small but mighty" title, I probably outlived it a few years back. The only way I can get him into the bath is to carry him because otherwise, he's having NONE of it.  Loves to swim, hates baths.  Go figure.  I get him around the middle and he immediately does the "spread-eagle, all four paws on the door facing" maneuver. You'd think it wouldn't take me as long to figure out to turn around and BACK in, but it does.  Every single time. *headsmack*

And I completely ruined my nails and had to start over.

I swear Twinkie was laughing at the both of us.

Ms. Twinkie McGenius

Spring!

Dog Days of Summer can't be far behind!

Murphy, the golden-mix, couldn't care less what season it is.  He's a lump.  A big, goofy, lovable doofus of a lump. Cold, hot - it's all the same to him. As long as no one makes him chase anything silly like a tennis ball or a frisbee, he's happy. IQ normal, activity level -2.  He's my "brother."

My name is Twinkie and I'm an Australian Cattle Dog. I'm very VERY smart!  Mommy tells me so all the time.  She tells me that I might have escaped from a Dean Koontz research lab?  I don't know who that is and I don't remember it, but I think Mommy's convinced. I'm THRILLED to see Spring!  Not because I couldn't have just as much fun in winter as in any other season.  No, it's because that's when Mommy stops being such a lump.

All winter I've been dreaming chasing the frisbee or a tennis ball, biting at and frolicking in the water, going to the beach or for a ride on the boat, playing with any dog that will run or wrestle. I really love to play.  I could play and play all day.

Mommy takes pictures of Murphy, too, but they're all the same.  He's ALWAYS taking a nap in them.  That's all he does! He's still a lot younger and kind of a teenager sometimes, but I love him.  Even if he doesn't do all the fun stuff like I do. Mommy takes LOTS of photos of me, but half the time, she gets her thumb.  She says she's going to take some photography classes or at the least, read the manual that came with her "fool-proof" camera.  So far, she only uses the auto setting.

Here are some fun pictures of me doing fun stuff!

Attack of the Dihydrogen Monoxide Monster!

At the ranch...

I see another doggie!!

I love summer.

I wanna go swim with the dolphins!

Fine.  I'll just play by myself.

Quit throwin' it in the TREE, Mommy!

Can't. Quite. Reachhhhhhhh.

Wheeeeeeeeeeeee!

Don't worry, I got this one.

Oops, the sun was in my eyes.

Beach!!!!

Finally sacked out.  

Mommy notes:  The Twinkster sacked out, as you can see, so I'll finish up for her.

Spring is the only time in South Texas being outside is even remotely tolerable.  Can hardly WAIT to move somewhere we can actually enjoy going outside.  It'll be nice to take walks with the dogs and just DO something other than stay indoors being a couch potato - or being glued to a computer monitor.

FREEEEEEEEEEEDOM!