Pancreatitis

I've hijacked Murphey's blog to explain where we have been and why we haven't been blogging. Murphey had been acting lethargic, not eating too well, and he even attacked Reilly a few weeks ago. All this seemed unusual but the vet couldn't find anything wrong. Then he started really not eating, and when the vomiting and diarrhea started we rushed back to the vet and found out he had Pancreatitis. That required a few nights stay at the vet hospital and now he (and Reilly) are going to be on a low fat diet. The hope is that this is just a one time acute attack, but diet and monitoring will become a regular part of life around here. I just want my little guy to feel better soon.

Oh, and Reilly hates the food, but since I have a hard time keeping them out of each others bowls, the same food for both. Strangely enough, Mini Schnauzers that are over weight (Reilly) are more prone to pancreatitis so the diet is a good idea for him too.

We promise to catch up and start blogging again soon, but for right now I am too busy taking care of my sick pup.

Kathleen

Get it, GET IT!

Some nights when we are getting ready for sleepy time, something under the covers moves, and when it does it causes us to ATTACK!

Reilly goes crazy, as you will see from this video.

I mean the dude is a barking, scratching fool! I'm smart enough to do this:

I look under the covers to see what it is and it always turns out to be the same thing, the lady's legs!

Doesn't stop Reilly from trying to get 'em.

Car Rides

I love getting to go with the lady places, I really do. The only thing I don't like is long car rides. I don't like them because I get car sick. We were almost to Auntie's house and the lady moved us up to the front seat. Look how unhappy I am, and look how happy that fat head is behind me! He doesn't care that I feel like crap, in fact I think he was laughing at me. I would have given him a big old bite, but I felt too sick to do it.

Don't worry, the lady turned off the passenger side airbag and she had us in our doggie seat belts. Here I am really looking sick while Reilly is making fun of me.

Most of the ride Reilly does this, sleeps and snores.

See his big belly? The vet says fatty has to lose two pounds and you can really see it here.

For our last Christmas post, here is the photo the lady sent out with her cards, and maybe this is why we got a stick!

How Good We Were

We went to Auntie and Uncle's house for Christmas. We had a really good time and the lady made us promise to be good. And we were, really, we were! Except for when we jumped on company, then we got put in the bedroom. But other than that we were good, well, except for when we barked at the neighbor kids and tried to play bitey face with them. Or when I stole a whole ball of cheese and hid it in a chair to snack on later....one of the peeps found it when they sat down on it and felt a big old sticky mess. The peeps were happy I hadn't eaten the whole thing, something about trouble pooping I might have had if I had eaten it?! I say not my fault, don't leave it where I can get it. But that was it for the bad stuff, really. Umm, escept Reilly did pee on the carpet once, he insisted the carpet felt like grass, and he is sticking by his excuse.

We were perfect other than those things!

Yeah, just don't count the time that Reilly puked in the living room. The peeps shouted for the lady to come clean it up and when she got there Reilly hunched over and then pooped too! For his final offering he the peed in a big puddle right next to the puke and poop. That must have been Reilly's version of a Christmas gift, I don't think they appreciated it. We didn't take pictures, although I think it would have been a worthy Stain Award entry. We had just been out for a walk too, he was saving it up, and we found out he shouldn't eat people food.


But really, after that we were as good as two badly behaved dogs can be!


So we spent a lot of time here in the bedroom:



And I could hide on the rug on the bed cause I matched it perfectly.


You can see me better when my eyes are open.

But here was my favorite place, Auntie's lap.

New Year'e Eve Celebration

We interupt our regullaryly scheduled review of the Christmas Vacation (and Reilly's poop and puke fest) to say HAPPY NEW YEAR! Here was our favorite New Year's Party visitor, GRACE!!!!

(oh, her dad is kind of cool too, but I love Grace).

Don't panic, it was sparkling apple cider, we don't give champagne to small children!

Perhaps the real reason I love Grace so much is that I get whatever she doesn't want to eat AND she had a cool stuffed reindeer that I kept trying to sneak away from her. I never did succeed, she kept that stuffie gripped tight in her hand.

Happy New Year!

Not Only a Stick...

Okay, so we didn't get only a stick for Christmas, that was just my lady's stupid way to tease us. We did get Christmas sweatshirts. They were red with a Christmas tree on the back. Look very closely at me in this sweatshirt. You will never see me in it again, NEVER!

Here is a close up of my face, I am NOT HAPPY! I froze like a statue and just stood there. Even when they held a treat up I refused to move.

Here is Reilly, he also looks unhappy, but later he decided he love that darn sweatshirt and he wore it for days.

This is what we wanted to take home with us from our Auntie Janet's house, her rug in the kitchen. We both loved sitting on it in front of the stove. It keep our little behinds warm and it was so much better than the cold tile. I told Reilly to pee or poop on it so we could take it home, but when he finally did poop inside it wasn't on the rug! More on that excitement in a later post.


After I kicked the chubby, red sweat shirted pup off the rug, I sat on it for a while. Notice that I am now no longer wearing the dreaded sweatshirt?!

More later.

Merry Christmas, is that our New Toy?!

Hope Everyone had a Merry Christmas!

So the lady read that there was a new toy inducted into the Toy Museum Hall of Fame and we were so excited becasue she said she was going to get us one for Christmas. What was the toy you ask? A Stick, that's right, a stick. WTF, what kind of bleeping gift is that? Here is the article: And here we are with our stick...not even two sticks, but we have to share?! Double WTF.

Then the fight was on for the worst Christmas gift ever, um, I mean the awesome stick.

Um, yeah, how much fun does that look like?!

Not much. Stupid Stick.



We got cheated, I don't care what they say at the Toy Museum Hall of Fame.

MFing Opossum!

Last night I did my favorite thing in the world, and the lady's least favorite thing. I went out our dog door to take care of some peeing business and I saw a freaking opossum, and it was on MY FENCE! So I started barking and Reilly came out and joined me in the 2 am in the morning bark fest. Barking wasn't enough so I started doing this:

Yup, jumping up to try to get that stupid possum, his tail, his foot, anything! Jump, Bark, Jump Bark, Jump, Bark, and the lady telling us to stop barking. Is she crazy, doesn't she see that ugly a&* opossum on OUR FENCE!

Reilly can't jump, but he sure was trying to climb that fence. Then some more barks.


And more jumps. Man, I almost got that thing's tail before the lady grabbed us and made us come inside. I was so proud of myself, look at me smile.

One day I am going to catch that darn thing and teach it a lesson or two.

Yummy Bread

Mitch and Maggie posted a recipe for cheese bread and the lady just to make it. It sure smelled good while it was cooking.

And look how awesome it looks! See, the lady cut some and took a bite, she even showed the piece with small bites out of it. Nope, those aren't our bites, we didn't get any.

Reilly and I are kinda bummed out, but the lady sure is happy, she's been eating that bread like crazy. Thanks Maggie and Mitch's Mom!

Yeah, Boring.

The lady has been busy going to parties, working and leaving us home. Some Holiday Season, bleh.
We did have company and I let them know that their job was to let me lay on them and for them to rub me till I fell asleep.

Look, it worked, those people are sure easy to train.

Yup, I fell asleep. I do like company.

If you wonder why there aren't so many pictures or Reilly on my blog, this is why, most of them look like this:

He sees the camera and he runs up and tries to lick it!

Laundry Day, We Love It!

Here is why we love laundry day....we like to sneak something special out the pile:

SOCKS!!!!!!!

Super stretchy SOCKKKKKKSSSSSS!

Happy Thanksgiving!

My Favorite Pillow

This is me on my favorite pillow. The pillow actually belongs on the lady's bed, not on the couch. But I personally prefer to lay on the pillow while it is on the couch. So whenever the lady puts the pillow on the couch, I wait till she goes to work, then I grab the pillow, drag it out to the living room and back up onto the couch. After all that hard work I need a nap.

Making Cheese

The lady left us this weekend to go learn how to make cheese. We didn't mind because we figure she would bring us some. Here she is making string cheese!?

Um, is that a giant cheese ball? Can we have some?

What do lemons have to do with cheese? Apparently you need lemon juice to make ricotta.

Yummy, a mozzarella cheese roll filled with chopped green olives. Can't wait to taste it.

The smiling cheese making students. They look so happy without their hairnets on!

But I am mad, we didn't get to try any cheese. I think I will go pee on the couch. And to those that ask, yeah, we get to climb on the coffee table, we've trained our lady well, it's our table, not her's!

The Lady is Lazy

The lady claims that she has been busy, I personally think she is just lazy. She hasn't even been taking pictures. But finally, FINALLY she got out the camera because it was Halloween (yeah, we're late). So here we are waiting on the kids to show up.

Reilly was bored, and he couldn't stop yawning.

Finally Reilly ran to the door cause he thought he heard somebody. I waited to see if it was worth jumping off the table for.

And it was, it was neighbor Grace. Hello there Gracie, have some candy!

And here is a very barky Reilly telling Grace not to leave with our candy. He didn't realize that we were supposed to give it away.

And I would like to tell all of you that we wore no costumes because we swore we would tear them up if the lady even tried to make us wear one.

Missing the Doodles

Well, Slater and Coco went home and we were kinda depressed and lonely, so the lady had Mischa come visit to try to cheer us up.

While the two nutjobs wrassled, I refereed from the table.

Check it out, Reilly has to wear satelite head gear to stop him from licking on his infected foot. At least it is clear so he can see through it and as you can see ---

It doesn't slow him down any. And the lady has found out how close Reilly gets to her when she walks, every time her leg swings back it hits the edge of his satellite collar. She actually has a bruise from where it keeps hitting her, hee hee!

Bob's Big Boy

For those that asked, Bob's Big Boy was a restaurant on the West Coast and all of them had a statue in front like the one in the picture. And yup, that is a big old fake hamburger. We've been told that here in Dallas they had the same statue but it was called Kip's Big Boy, but the lady says she can't find any proof of that!

What or Who is That?!

We interrupt our regularly scheduled post to ask, Who or What is that with the lady? She says it is Bob's Big Boy and we say HUH?!

Protective and Lazy

Really, do I even need words to describe the scene?

Slater protecting his food bowl and eatting, all while laying down. Yup, Lazy!

The Butterfly Whisperers

Charming the butterfly's right onto their fingers. Wow! Then it was Sophie's turn.
The ladies attempt at a pretty photo.

I think they enjoyed the cool Butterfly exhibit in downtown Dallas.