Pressies!!!!

Something came in the mail for me Monday....a PRESSIE!!!

See it's addressed to me.....right there....Bonnie Love....and it's from my BFF  Jazzi!!

OPEN it all ready!

Oh....this SMELLS yummy!  Lets' see what's in here.   Looks like some scrappy stuff and fabric...and a bright yellow chicken!    You might not know it, but I have a secret obsession with ribbon spools.

I love to roll off the ribbon and then eat the spool. 

But this little chicky....it SQUEAKS!  How fun is that.....?

And it's all MINE MINE MINE.....it's going in my squeaky pile.

If you push on its belly,  it makes the nices little squeak.

Definitely a keeper!

What else is in here?   Something smells delish down in the bottom.

Ah hah!   GOT IT!!!    A BONE!!!!  

See ya'll later.....I got some serious chewing to do!

Oh wait....

I gots to pick out some toys to share with Jazzi when she gets here.

Do you think she'd like to snuggle with this guy?

He's nice and soft and a real push over.  

I got the maid to tidy up the guest bedroom for Jazzi....I think

she'll like the girly covers....don't you?

Hurry up Jazzi!   Can't wait to play!!!!!  

Bonnie

Angus....and what I did on my vacation!

Isn't he HANDSOME?!

I FINALLY got to go on a DATE!

This is Angus.

He's red brindle..with lovely Mango-lishious stripes on his

back and sides.

Not that you could get him to look any

other direction than at ME!

As it should be of course.

The only problem with dating, is after 15 minutes of ..FUN?!..I was

over it and done.

Ok, I want to go play with the girlie scotties now.

NO! 

Which part of NO don't you understand.

No.No.No.

(When a girl says no....she sits down and stays down!)

He  kept insisting that I sucumb to his manly charms.

He even RIPPED my harness off trying to get

me to stand up and 'dance' with him!!!

After 4 days of playing with my sisters and mother and

basically ignoring Angus,  Miss C called and

told my peeps to come get me.

What can I say...?  I was expecting

ROMANCE!!

Not man-handling!!!

I think I'd rather play than date.

I'll let you know in a month if there is going to

be any 'blessed events'.

What else have I done this summer?

Well, when I came back from my family reunion....

the Mr. hauled me off for a wash

and a trim

AND

the dreaded BOWS again!!!!!

At least this time they are pawple:

They were on briefly.

Like, 10 more steps into the house...

and they were

GONE.

Then I did a LOT of this:

I was sooooo tired when I came home,

I slept for 2 days.

Then we did some of this:

That's my peep bro...the Detective!

And this is his youngest pup:

Even my Mr. got into the puppy tossing:

But he kept it safe on the sofa.

I didn't get to go to the beach.

NO DOGS ALLOWED!

Can you imagine it?

There is just something wrong with ME not getting

to go out on the beach too!

   

I think we need to unite.

Dogs should get to go on all vacations

with their famililes.

Happy Fathers Day!

I liked the way the Rocky Creek Scotties honored their dog dads.
Here is a picture of MY Dad,  Maitlands Hammish the Red.
Don't I look just like him?
Well, not quite as big, but I'm pretty big compared to some Scotties.

That's my mom beside him and my sister in the back.
I'm spending the weekend at their house.
It's like a big Scottie reunion.

There is my mom, dad, litter sister, half sister, and another sister.
The last 2 sissies are staying over while their owner is in school.
And another hunky guy.
More on that later. 

There are 7 Scotties!!!
Sounds like the title to a murder mystery.
And there are a couple of other doggies and some horses and miniature horses and a burro.

I am having sooooo much fun, I'm not wanting to go home.
There are RULES at home.   And schedules.   And leashes.  And no Scotties.  Or dogs of any kind.
Just me.

Well, there is my Mr.
Him  I like.
SHE is the sticky wicket,  the rule maker, schedule checker, 
And SHE took Puffy off somewhere and he never came back.
It's allllll her fault that I was sad and lonely.

I'll be back next week with more fun stories to tell.

Bonnie - rolling in the Scottie fun!

ARRRRRROOOOOOO!

Going for a ride in the car-car!

It's summer!  Vacation Time!

And I've got places to go and things to do.

Notice I am strapped into the seat belt system?

Well, a couple of weeks ago, I wasn't...and the Mr. had

to stop quickly....and I like....didn't!....and mushed

my snooter into the A/C vents.

OUCH!

So....SHE hauled my fanny up to the big box pet store and got this:

And I HATES it!

HATES IT!

I can't get up in the front seat with the Mr.

Leave it to HER to ruin ALL the fun around here.

Ms. SAFETY FIRST...schmurst.

I can barely put my leggies over the edge.

And I want to SEE where I'm going!

It's important to know where you are at all times.

You need to check for landmarks.

If you can't SEE where you are going, they might

be able to drop you off at the

GASP

groomers...or the vettie,

and you'd never know unless you can see.

You need to know these kinds of things so you

can work up a HUGE head of

steam for those places before you get there.

See the big hairy arm?

THAT's where I want to sit.

It's the perfect size for my petite wee self.

And I can lean my chin on the Mr.'s shoulder.

And give him soft woofie kisses.

But nooooooooo!

SHE's got me stuck in the back seat.

And I'm not liking it one bit.

Remembering the US War Dogs

While we honor and remember

the men and women who gave their lives

for our freedom,

let's also remember the brave

dogs that served.

US War Dogs

And if you would like to foster a pet for someone

deployed to a war zone,  you can check this website:

Military Pets Foster Project

Walkie time!

Finally, SHE remembered to bring a flashy box on a walkie!

This is where I live.

It used to be ALL  like this until they built big ole houses on

the beach.

I like to walk with my Mr.

He doesn't care anything about all that HEEL and walking

the Cesar Millan way.

He just likes to go on walkies. 

No rules.

Lots to sniff about.

Crabs scuttling along the edges of the water.

All kinds of little holes to stick yer snooter in,

kinda like starter digging holes.

Let's take the road less traveled.

THIS way!

Ok, FINE!

We'll do it your way this time.

Off road?

You sure?

Wait!

There might be somethng tasty under here.

I just love walkies at sunset.

Nice cool breezes.

The beach is full of wildflowers this time of year.

SHE forgot to take photos of them until the end of the walk.

Here's a cluster of black eyed susans.

Lots of those.

SHE needs to work on her camera skills.

Sun flare from the sunset.

Ok, all done.

Let's go to the pizza place now.

It's on the way home.

Oh...wait...SHE says I hafta splain that our beach isn't a gulf beach.

It's a BAY beach. 

We live on the inside of Tampa Bay,

so our beach is wild,

not touristy.

Wanna SEE em?

Yep, the dreaded bows are back.

But if you want to see them, you better look fast......

Cuz no stinkin' bows are gonna get the best of ME!

Watch closely now, while I show you how to remove those rascally bows.

Start with the 'rub your head on the carpet really fast' move...

Then add some sideways fast spins leading with your noggin...

Then ease into a back roll.....

And do a LOT of this...it's a lot easier if your leggies are

longer, and not 4 inch stubbies.

Are they gone yet?

No? 

Are you sure about that?

Lemme see....

DRATTED!!!!

Can someone please FEED me?

I'm all worn out fighting these bows,

but I did get rid of ONE of them.

Feed me and I'll tackle the other one.