It's more than just gas...

I'M GROWING KREWEBABIES!!! My belly has gone to the Bayou, it's official..

I'm Pregnant!

Dr. Ross says they have heads and butts and little limb stumps and we even saw the little heartbeats.

THEY'RE ALIIIIIIVEEEE!!!!

So mom and Miss Audrey took me to do what every pregnant girl MUST do (it's in the

"book")...EAT ICE CREAM!!!!

Now I need to send Remy a note about the Fireworks on the Fourth...if ya know what I mean!

T minus 16 hours....

...are you ready world???

I am!

Goodbye to POOOOOOOOO!

Today is Poo's last full day at home for the next few weeks as we load her up tomorrow to take her back to Mr. Jamie who is taking her to someplace called Dakota to work. So we all went for a big run this morning and Poo got a spa day..HAHAHA..hunting dog at the spa.

Poo's been bored the past few weeks at home. She just wants to run run run or snuggle in bed with mom (HEY stay on your side POO). So I thought I'd sing her a little song....

"Could I have loved someone like the one I see in you

I remember the good times baby and the bad times too

These last few weeks that you've been home

You've gotten bored and wanted to roam

Guess it's better to say

GOODBYE TO POOOOOOOO

GOODBYE TO POO

GOODBYE TO POOOOOOOOO

GOODBYE TO POO

We'll miss ya Poo!!

Say It Don't Spray It!!

Bela found out tonight that he *might* (emphasis on might) be getting a girlfriend, so mom suggested he take a cold shower.

Show-Off!!

Happy Burfday to Roo!!

Today my mom is a little 'motional, it's the burfday of her first Vizsla, Czardas who would be 11 years old if she were still here..wow that's OLD! She was very young when she went to heaven but mom says she sees little parts of her in all of us...EWWW!

So tonight we are going (yes all FOUR of us are going) to Wendy's, not WINDY's as she has been calling it all day, but the burger joint! That's the place mom and her friend went to the night they picked Czardas up from her breeder and where mom would take her (and me) every year for her burfday!

Mom orders us cheeseburgers and an order of fries to split....wonder if I might swing a frosty...hmmmmmm.

So although she is in heaven and probably raising hell...here goes..ahhhhhhemmm

HAPPY BURFDAY TO ROOOO
HAPPY BURFDAY TO ROOOO
HAPPY BURFDAY TO SHHHHHARRRRRDUUUUSSSSS
HAPPY BURRRRFFFFDAYYY
TOOOO
ROOOOOOOOOOOOO

Let's EAT!!

Party-Thyme!!

Mom hosted a family cookout last night and it was a blast! Food, 'fresments, and FUN! All the regular crew was there and even some long distance relatives from Calfor-ni-A! I kept busy as the social greeter, food sampler, and cornhole referee.


Mom took a few pics of me hard at work at the cookout.

Here's me hard at work grill supervising.....................

Waiting for the burgers, watching the veggies, hummus, and appeteasers..can someone hand me a carrot?

Come on boys pleeeeeeeaseee....Mark? Thomas? HEY down here!!

Time to inspect the cornhole game!

Game ON!

I need to inspect this bag for POPcorn!!

Before everyone left, I had to clean the food off their faces, especially Gramma, she gets extra washes.

And Grampa, he needs a washin' too!!

Finally mom gets a supersmooch with nosenibbles for letting me be the co-hostess of the cookout!! It was such a food filled festivity, I'm beat. Wonder who's gonna clean up???

OHHHHH BEEEEEELLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

Thyme Thymes Two

So we got a little catty the other day Bela stole a chewy from Potter and we girls gotta stick together. So while he was busy chewin' on the contraband, we watched him from our perch on the bed and like girls do when they get together.....make silly fun of boys!!

But we DID take a moment out for a photo which was NOT posed! Now we need to set our plot to reclaim that which was stolen from us!

GIRLS RULE!

Imagine my blog the side of a milk carton..

and on it plastered the video of a missing ADORABLE Vizsla!!



Please find Bodi and bring him home to his daddy!!!!

Thyme Thyme...

.....meet our new buddy....Tom Tom

The Art of the Gator Chomp

Guess it's in Poo's Florida heritage, but she decided to teach us the fine art of the "chomp" while she's at home for a bit.

So like they say....

Practice makes perfect!

Money Makin'..(money, money makin')..

..super disco disco breakin'!!!

As the song goes (for those of you B-boy fans). Mom's been workin' extra hard, taking on extra shifts, weekends, and really stashin' away for Poo's (P-double-O, P-double-O) style and her upcoming field season. She said she's gotta get it in now before the babies come. But I don't think she realizes..the Hedgie babies are already HERE!!! Poo and Windy are taking good care of them, carrying them around in their mouths all the time and fighting over who loves them more.

Tonight she worked on renovating our dog room. Sizing up for a new floor, shopping for shelves, and hanging photos of none other than....US, and my puppies of course!!!

Now..it's 'nuggle thyme!

Bunk Bed

Mom tossed 2 of our beds together the other day when she was cleaning and we LOVE it!! It's our double decker bunk bed! Potter was sleeping on them this morning but she didn't call SAVERS when she got up...so as the saying goes...

shuffle your feet...lose your seat!!! Time for a nap.

Subliminal Message

Something funny has been going on here....

My hedgie had babies!! Is someone trying to tell me something??

5YOSGRMISOanEC

5 Year Old Single Golden Rust Male In Search Of an EFFING CLUE!

Someone needs to send Bela a message in a bottle...and thunk him right on his thick skull with it, cause he thinks I'm still *IN* which I'm *NOT* but then again he thinks we ALL are *IN*..Windy, POO...sheesh, get a cluuuuuuueeee!!!

Poo taught us girls the gator chomp and that doesn't even phase this 5-year-old virgin. Not that I don't love him to bits but it's more like brotherly love...not *that* kind of love. We've teased him with toys, dangled our chew bones in front of him to no avail, he's a lost cause. Ok OK, so we haveee teased him a little but, hey..they don't call us bitches for nuthin!

Mom just hugs him and lets him hang out in the dogroom when he gets all googly.....mama's boy.

And while I may live in Kentucky.....that just ain't happenin'!

The girls and I are going to bed....so to the kennel with you Bela.

Nighty night!

You gonna eat that chicken back?

Since Potter's been gone, we've been gettin her share of necks and backs (and bones too)...well tonight mom gave us backs for dinner and Potter snubbed her nose at them. Guess she's straight kibble now.....a real 'potatoes' kinda girl. Well, mom finally gave up and surrendered to fixing her a bowl of kibble with yogurt and some veggies...food snob.

So I only feel it fitting, since I AM the oldest, obviously the most mature, and could be a new Baby Mama....you gonna eat that chicken back? Let me take that off your paws....

Plleeeeeaaaassseeeee mom...I'm not a food snob..heck I eat dustbunnies!!!

Back in the hizzzouzzse!

So 2085.6 miles later we are home. Tired. Bred. Well, at least ME anyway. Mom says I have to go get poked one more time...sheeesh. Between being poked by all those vets and being...well......poked by......oh nevermind.

Anyway we are home. Mom says no photos tonight...we all LOOK tired. So here's a photo of me on my 6th birthday and NO I was NOT DRUNK!!

So for all those east coasters dedicated to checkin' my blog....and we know who you are (wink)...peace out for tonight...but weeeeeze baaaaack!!!

It's ON!

Our final stop on our voyage is ALL FOR ME!! Mom, Miss Beth, & Mr. Chet might have done some movies, tourist stops, and true "vacay" stops, but y'all know this stop was MINE (and Remy's too)!!


It was like we were long lost lovers and he just swooooned over me. While a nice dinner and drinks would have been nice for courting (ahhhhhemmmm), I at least got a serenade of his love to me. Mom, Beth, & Chet did the dining and drinking!


A good girl doesn't kiss and tell......MUCH! Remy & I spent 3 glorious days together and I managed to get in a quickie before we hit the road for home!

Destination: Beach BUMMIN!

Our next stop on our tour was further down south to visit Mr. Paul, Miss Jen, Patriot, Tomboy, Buffy and my first "boy" Shooter. Poor Tootie he's still in love with me so I perused by his kennel just to give him a smooch. Sorry Tootie, I got me another man.


Mom took the girls to the beach and she did some touristy things. Miss Poo got spoiled as usual by Mr. Paul and Miss Jen gave me lots of smooches too. Mom was sad when we had to go, because she wanted to see 'daddy & daughter' hunting out at the lake. We wuuuuv going to visit them.

We only got to stay for 3 days so I hope mom can catch her 'daddy/daughter' hunt sometime this fall.

Meanwhile, mom keeps taking me to all these vets like she's vet shopping. Are we moving FO-REAL? Seems they all want to poke me...Georgia vet pokes me....Tampa vet pokes me...they all want a piece of me.

Can ya blame 'em?