Sunday Selfies

Hey y'all, we is back for Sunday Selfies dis week.  We's all gettin more and more used to Dubble Trubble, which are good since it seems like dey is gonna be stayin here.

Luckily, dey's confined to da kitchen so we get right outside da baby gate and taunt em.  Fun times.

I think Crockett are givin his opinion of Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum.  MOL!

Some of y'all have asked to see em - well, dey has dere own blogs (Brinley and Finley and Kinley) and my momma even set up a Facebook page for em, but I thought I'd be gin-or-us and allow a couple of pictures of em on here too.  Hopefully, it will encourage my momma to be gin-or-us wif some treats.

I call dis one Tweedle Dee.  Crockett has to share his momma wif her and Finley.

Dis are Tweedle Dum and I are forced to share my room wif it.  At least it has to sleep in a cage (which it has delooded itself into finkin are a Pink Puppy Princess Palace.)  Uh, ok.  Momma says she won't be in da cage furever, but fur now at least I don't gotta share my bed wif it.

Flower Friday

Well, Dubble Trubble (or Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum as I likes to call em) are still here.  At dey has da odd-ass-ity to bark at us!  What da meow??

We is all comin around - none of us are really hidin anymore.  Most of da day, Dubble Trubble is see-kwestered in da kitchen.  So we like to hop over da baby gate, taunt dem, and den hop away.  It are fun.

Crockett even sat in my momma's lap for 15 minutes even though Tweedle Dum wuz there.  So we're adjusting.

Anyways, here are some flowers for Flower Friday . . .

Dubble Trubble Is Here

Well, they're here.  And really, me and Crockett ain't scared of em.  We's just uhhh, not dat interested. Yeah, dat are it.

I mean, I even finally decided to come out to da livin room tonite.  Dat should show I'm not scared.

And Crockett even sniffed one of em last nite.  Just cuz he took off right after doesn't mean he's scared, maybe it just smelled bad.  Yeah, dat's da ticket . . . 

Okay, enough of this.  I know Travis has appointed himself the "spokescat" of this blog, and Bast knows he likes to speak enough, but I'm taking over here.  These so-called tough Texas tomcats, named after the heroes of the Alamo, are nothing but big orange PUSSIES.  They've been hiding out from these little baby dogs and who has been the only cat brave enough to have anything to do with them?  That's right, me, the "skittish" girl who everyone (even my own momma!) thought would be hiding for weeks.  But no, I'm smart.  Of course I'm smart, I'm a female.  And I am training these little baby dogs, just like my predecessor Jezebel trained Whitley and Finley.  And I'm getting them on MY side too, I'm talking GIRL POWER - now the girl animals outnumber those goofy boys four to two and we are in charge.   So those goofy gingers better watch it.  I have any army of dogs on my side now.

P.S.  If you want to read the Baby Dog's blogs, you can check them out at Kinley Westie and Finley and Brinley's Short Tails.

Missin Da Mommas . . .

Well, me and Crockett has been abandoned by our mommas since dey headed to Oh-high-oh to pick up Dubble Trubble.

Luckily, Angelique's momma are here to feed us all.

Come home soon mommas, we miss ya!  Even if ya does have to bring pupses back wif ya.

Coming Soon . . .

Normally I'd be showing flowers for Flower Friday.

But we got somefin more eggcitin dan flowers to show.  Or terrierfyin, I guess it depends on your view . . .

Anyways, dis are da Dubble Trubble dat are invading on Sunday - da mommas is off to Oh-high-oh to pick dem up.   At early oh-clock in da morning.  

Yeah, dey looks like trouble all right . . .

Sunday Selfies

Hey y'all!  Happy Sunday!  See my wide open eyes??  My momma are always complainin dat I close my eyes when she points da camera at me.  Well, it are true.  But if ya gives me bacon, I keeps em open.  It are called "positive re-enforse-mint."  I are hopin it are workin.

And since Crockett got bacon yesterday too, he has his strength back in dat tongue of his for a razzberry par eggsalance.

And Angie didn't scratch my momma, so it's a win, MOL.  Ya take da vik-tories ya can get.

Da mommas is still talkin lots and lots bout Dubble Trubble.  Apparently da road trip to Oh-High-Oh are probably cancelled (dere are some medical isshoes going on wif my momma's grandparents and Crockett's momma may need to be down there to help them) and now they are talkin bout flyin there to pick up Dubble Trubble.  I don't see how dat are gonna work, I mean I thought da Tee Ess Ay didn't let terrieriests get on planes.

Missing Whitley

Hey y'all.  I's been missin my woofie sisfur Whitley.  Whitley wuz "my" dog, we slept in da same bed together.  I used to give her massages by makin biskits on her back (momma woulda LUVED to get a video of it, but it only happened at nite so da lights was off).  Finley has been sleepin wif me and momma most nites (she tends to wake up her daddy, but she doesn't bother my momma).  And I's been gettin more friendly wif her, but it are not quite da same.  Today I got up on da ottoman to nap and I snuggled wif dis hedgey dog toy.  Whitley luved hedgies, dem and hippos wuz her most favorite dog toys (don't ask me why she liked da h-animals, I's not a dog).  Anyways, dis wuzn't Whitley's hedgey since her toys has been put away, but I are pretty shure it still had Whitley drool on it, since like most terrierists, her favorite toy wuz always someone else's (in dis case, Finley's).  Anyways, momma thought it wuz sweet.

Now bout dis Dubble Trubble I's been talkin bout, apparently da mommas is gonna go on a road trip in bout a month to a place called Oh-Hi-Oh and pick up da Dubble Trubble.  So I still has some time to get ready for it.

Angie may not ever be ready, but she are gonna have to just deal.  I mean, we all put up wif her and her fluffy girl ways!  Which included attacking my momma earlier dis week as my momma wuz tryin to give her a treat (sometimes I really wonder if dat gurl has got a brain) and peein on some fabric right in front of da mommas (again, I wonder bout da brain thing).  Your birfday are comin up Angie, ya might try behavin if ya wants presents.

I think dat are Crockett's opinion of Dubble Trubble.  Da mommas has pretty much decided on da names, dey didn't take my suh-jest-un of Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum.  Guess I are just gonna have to call em dat myself.  And I thought my momma liked Alice in Wonderland!

Sunday Selfies

Well, da roomers bout da coming Dubble Trubble keep on coming, I are not shure how I feels about it.  I's been ok wif pups, but training two puppies???

I fink I are gonna need some inspirayshun.

I bet dis big guy would know what to do.  I's gonna have to listen to my inner cougar I thinks.

Ya gots any advice big guy???

Yup, it's like lookin in a mirror.

I think Angie are ignoring da dubble trouble roomers for now.

And here's a bit of silliness from Crockett to cheer everybody up on such a sad day (we's talkin bout da terrorist attack at da nightclub in Orlando - so very sad).