I've been glued!!

Mom got everyone up early yesterday (Friday). We all (except for dad) piled into a very dirty Airedale Taxi (that's why you can't actually see the taxi- mom wouldn't let me take a picture of it because she needs to wash it). We were going for a LONG ride. (I am not into long rides).
She stopped at the gas station and filled up. The two hooman pups are in the back seat. I got the passenger seat all to myself. This is what I looked like when I left that morning...... Take a good close look, cuz I'll never be the same again!We drove for about two hours. Mom knew exactly where we were going. We got to the Twin Cities and headed South. The hooman, pup, Jordan had to pee so we stopped. The hoomans ate at Subway while I stayed in the truck in my cell (yes, she took the crate with....she's so EVIL sometimes)! Did I get anything to eat?? NO!!

When they were done eating, they took me out of my cell and let me run around a bit to stretch my legs. Little did I know what was coming next....

This is Diane, she is a really nice lady. She was stripping me of my puppy fur. Mom kept telling me what a good girl I was and I hardly moved at all. She (Diane) used this razor thingy and it didn't hurt me at all until she got to my arm pits. Diane raises Airedales, and is a groomer too.

Next, she looked at my ears and said that they were pretty good looking all by themselves, but my left ear was a little weaker in the cartilage department so she used this stuff on them- this glue and glued them right to my head. My hoomans laughed at me and called me DOOFUS face. I thought only Tanner was a DOOFUS face, but as you can see, I am a DOOFUS face. When Diane was all done, she introduced us to her Airedales, and to a litter of puppies she had that were about four weeks younger than me. When Diane was all done, we said good-bye and headed home. I slept all the way home. I went in the back seat by Kendra. There was NO WAY I was going to sit in the seat next to the Evil momma! I was exhausted from all that grooming!

This is what I look like now, ears glued and all. I don't really bother them for the most part. Sometimes I like to scratch them, but mom tells me "no". Here I am having my breakfast. Can't a girl get any peace?

Here is the DOOFUS face. I wouldn't let momma get any closer. A girls gotta do what a girls gotta do. I put my paw down and told her that enough is enough. She assures me that my ears won't stay like this forever, but I don't know? She tells me how pretty I am and squeezes me tight. I guess I am pretty, right? AND if this will help me get some boyfriends, like Sunshade then it will be worth it!

I am the princess!

I got the best collar for Christmas from Santa Paws.......

It says, "I didn't ask to be a PRINCESS but if the tiara fits" I guess you could say the tiara fits so I am wearing it!

Merry Christmas Everyone!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!

I know I am a day late, but I wanted to share with all of you some pictures from my very first Christmas! First of all, my hooman brother, Jordan wants to say THANK-YOU to Miss Sunshade the SuperDALE for these GRRREAT stockings! He put them on right after he opened them up and they haven't came off yet! Kendra wants to send her own thank-you to Miss Sunshade so, Sunshade if you are reading this.....you will be getting a special thank you from Kendra.

I know that I was telling you all that I was afraid that I was on Santa's noddy list. Well, here is a picture that mom took of our tree right after Santa came.....Boy, those hooman pups must have been REALLY GOOD!

Here is a picture of the furry friends presents after Santa came......That big rawhide is what Santa brought Whiskers, and Sox got some cat nip carrots. The rest of the pressies were MINE! I was REALLY good!!

Then we got to open our pressie from Miss Sunshade. Since this was my first Christmas, I wasn't very good at opening gifts, so Kendra kindly helped me out. I am thinking, though, that I didn't really require her help!
Miss Sunshade sent me an Airedale Taxi sign to hang in mom's truck. I like to ride in the truck now, no more crying, so this is a big deal. I didn't know that just because I am an Airedale that I get my own TAXI??!!??

I got two KONG'S from Santa- a bone shaped Kong and a regular shaped Kong, and some Kong stuffing. Mom put my Airedale Taxi sign with the stuff I got from Santa.
I got two new toys, too. I got a rubber squeaky truck from Jordan, and that other doggie toy came from Santa, too. My first Christmas with my new family was wonderful. The Christmas card exchange was tons of fun (I need to post about that, too). I am wishing all my furry friends a very Merry Christmas and prosperous New Year!
Love,
Lillie Valentine

Cat 4 Sale

This is my big feline friend "Sox". I spend most of my time chasing her around the basement.
Kendra gets mad at me if I chase her alot. I have to compete with this cat when it comes to Miss Kendra. This is her Kitty. She ignores me if that fat cat is around. Sometimes Whisker's and I gang up on her and chase her into her room. Then mom gets mad and shuts the door so we can't get her. So I was thinking......using my Aire brain......I thought.....I should sell this cat! What a wonderful way to get rid of her and have Kendra ALL TO MYSELF!! If anyone is interested in this kitty cat, send me a personal e-mail and I'll see what I can do. But DON'T TELL KENDRA!

Happy Birthday, Whiskers!

It was Whisker's 12th birthday on Christmas eve. Since we were busy visiting relatives, I didn't get a chance to post a birthday message to him. Mom tried really hard to get a "good" photo of him but he is SO camera shy! He actually shook while she was taking this picture. So, while it isn't the best picture of him, I still wanted to show everyone how handsome he is! Happy Birthday, Old boy!
Love, your pesty little sister Lillie V. (Mom adds: whom you so proudly put into place if she's misbehaving!)

"I'm Back!!!" or as mom say's "Naughty or Nice"

Hello to all my furry friends!
Mom FINALLY let me on line. Well, maybe not. She's not looking so I snuck around and went on line. One of the human pups left the Internet on. I won't say which one...... Thanks, Jordan!

Anyhow, I haven't been feeling very good. Seems I caught some kind of "bug". At least that is what mom called it and she had to haul me in to that evil Dr. lady. I won't go in to all the gory details, but I have to eat some special food for a couple days and mom gives me these pills that taste horrible. I'm still spunky as ever though. So this "bug" that I have isn't slowing me down any! That's where the "Naughty or Nice" comes in.

You See......
Mom said I have to be nice. She told all of us (Kendra and Jordan, too) that if we aren't nice Santa Paws/Claus won't come. She said its getting close so if we aren't good then we have less time to straighten out and there is more of a chance that the man in red will skip our house. I tried to tell her that I didn't mean to chew the cord to her new fiber optic angel that her friend Shirley gave her. Don't tell Shirley, PLEASE! AND, I don't take the ornaments off the Christmas tree and chew on them on purpose! I don't chase the cat or be mean to her- she gets in my way and purposely gets me in trouble! She lays under the tree and I can't help it that I MUST go under the tree and get her out! You tell me, tell me please, does this face look naughty to you??

O-K, so maybe this picture that mom snapped of me shows me being a "little" naughty. That wasn't the picture I was going to show you. I was referring to this picture. Don't I look cute? I just got out of the bath tub! My evil dad gave me a bath today. I was outside rolling in the grass and got all dirty. Then my evil mom brushed me. Then, being the model that I am, I posed for this picture. Is it just me, or is this an original Airedale head tilt? It's a close up. Mom wanted me to show all of you just how sweet I am. (Mom here: Yeah, right, Lillie! What are you doing on that computer?) JORDAN! help me!

Or, look at this one. I laid down and put on my almost perfect pet face. Then mom kept snapping pictures.

The next picture is what really got me in trouble. See, the hoomans were making dinner. They were having pizza, and mom was making it in her pizza maker. I will admit that the pizza smelled SOOOO good. I really wanted some.

So I tried really hard to get it. No, No I didn't get it. EVEN though it looks like I did. Mom was taking a picture of the pizza, and my human pup sister, Kendra lifted me up and stuck my nose practically right in that pizza. Mom snapped the picture at the exact same time. So I really couldn't reach the pizza even if I wanted to.

Only five more days til Christmas. I promised mom that I'd be good. I'll let you know how I am doing. I'm sure I'll be able to do it. If Jordan can do it then I can!

Hugs,

Lillie V

I've been Christmas tagged

I've been tagged by my friend, Sunshade. What's tagged mean? Is someone going to stick a tag on my ear? Anyhow, she said that this is what I need to do in order to play the game. Maybe I should ask Santa for some fashion tag?

The Rules: The player of this game starts with "3 things he/ she would love to get for Christmas" and also has to list "3 things he/ she definitely does not want to get for Christmas". Then he/she tags 5 friends and list their names. The ones who get tagged need to write on their blogs about their Christmas wishes, as well as state this rule clearly, then tag 5 more victims. And the one who tags need to leave a comment that says "you've been Christmas tagged!" in their comments and tell them to read your blog.

Things I would love for Christmas:
1. Kong, Kong and Kong (get the hint- I need something to do while serving time.)
2. DVD "Lady and the Tramp"
3. A hermit crab (O-K its Kendra that wants it, but whose to say I won't like it?)


Things I wouldn't love for Christmas:
1. Manicure/Pedicure
2. A new "crate" aka jail
3. A bath

My Five victims are: Fufu, Freda, Boo, Boy & Baby, and Roo (Please note, that I was unable to do a fancy "link" to their pages since mom interupted me and got me all flustered. Soon I will have this blogging down pat, but in the meantime you will have to forgive me for not being able to list them perfectly with the links.)

http://fubearbear.blogspot.com/

http://www.sammie-s.com/boo/

http://deltabunny.blogspot.com/

http://boynbaby.blogspot.com/

http://dachshunddiaries.blogspot.com/

Hope everyone has a GREAT weekend!

Love and doggie hugs,

Lillie Valentine

You can call me Houdini Dog......sort of

I've decided that I must be a descendant of Houdini. The only problem is, I can't seem to escape my jail urrr crate. Even when mom puts up road blocks, I manage to move the crate, with me in it. I haven't figured out how to actually escape, but I am really good at getting around the house while maintaining my jail sentence.

You see, it started about a week ago. The crate starts out in the kitchen, and I've toured the entire kitchen from inside the crate, so I decided to explore more of the house when the hoomans are away. Last week I made it from the kitchen to the pillow that I lay on when I am out of the crate that is next to the stairway. (Mom here.....I couldn't believe my eyes when I came home and found the crate where it was.....so we started to put up road blocks. I didn't want to take any chances of Miss Lillie going down the steps inside the crate. I thought I put up some good roadblocks.)

So yesterday mom had Kendra put a chair in front of the crate. I managed to move the crate AND THE CHAIR to where mom sits at the table. It really wasn't that great of a feat compared to what I did today.

Mom was afraid that I'd tip the chair over and that might be a bigger problem since I'd be home alone, so instead of blocking the crate with the chair, she put the chair in between the love seat and the piano so I wouldn't be able to head for the stair way. OR SO SHE THOUGHT. (Mom again: this dog is making me nervous. I don't know how something so little can move about inside this crate as though it is no big deal. I need all you dog moms and dads to give me any ideas I can to keep this little squirt where she belongs when we are gone. We put the radio on so she has noise. We give her toys. She put KONGS on her christmas list and I was hoping the big man in red would be bringing her some and we could hold off until then, but now I don't know?!)

So I am in trouble again because the tattle tale I will not name. UMH Kendra- oops- Calls mom at work today to tell her I wasn't in the kitchen when she came home from school. I bypassed the chair between the love seat and piano and headed for the other doorway. I went out that doorway, down the hall and headed into mom's room. I stopped just inside the doorway. By then I was so pooped out that I needed a rest. NOW if I could just figure out how to open the door and get out. I'd have it made in the shade oh, yes I would! (Mom: I would have thought that after spending three weeks in the crate when we aren't home that she'd be used to it. It has a comfy blanket to sleep on and toys to chew. Nothing else appears disturbed and it doesn't appear that this little pup has any injuries when we get home. What's a mother to do? Am I being owned by one SPOILED Airedale or what?)

So as you can see, I am up to my normal tricks. Sorry there aren't any pictures today, the camera is temporarily out of commission! Any of you dogs that can help me actually break free, I'd appreciate your assistance. Maybe someone could mail me a key???

Lots of hugs and earscratches,
Lillie

I'm in hiding..SSHH don't tell anyone

I've gone into hiding.....This whole "Don't look at me it was the dog" thing has me worried.

So, if you are looking for me, this is where I'll be. Thanks to the Army of Four.....They gave me the idea from their blog, hee hee.

Santa, if you are watching, I have been REALLY good. Honest. Just look at my face. Would this face lie to you? Please don't leave coal in my stocking...By the way, what exactly is coal?

http://www.elfyourself.com/?userid=65f6882000d66d93c05a76eG20061208

Until next time.....
Lillie elf

Don't look at ME it was the DOG!

My hooman pup brother, JORDAN, has this T-SHIRT . Hmmm I wonder how that shirt got on MY pillow?!?
The shirt looks like this......
UGH! What does that say?!? Does that say what I think it says? Don't look at me it was the DOG?! How can that be? How would anyone want to blame a poor innocent dog, let alone, a baby, a PUPPY for anything?? I am completely innocent. Just take a look at the following pictures and you will see just how innocent I am!

How did that t-shirt get in the hallway??? I was just lying here, minding my OWN BUSINESS and it looks as though I've put that t-shirt there myself. NO WAY! I wouldn't do that! Here I am on my pillow, AGAIN, minding my own business.....How did that pink coat get there? I think I am being framed!Someone is really trying hard to get me into trouble.....Take for instance, this picture, here I am laying on the living room floor......Is that REALLY me, laying on top of Jordan's back pack? What? I can't believe my own eyes. There I am, laying on Jordan's back pack! Someone had to use photo shop. How can that be? Why would I want to lie on his backpack? It looks as though somehow the straps of his backpack have been put into my mouth and I am chewing on them....Yikes! Don't look at me! I am the dog and I don't do anything wrong!!! I'd really like to know HOW IN THE WORLD that got there, with those things in MY MOUTH. I tell you, I've been framed!

There should be a t-shirt that I can wear that says, Don't look at me it was the KID!! I better go.....Gotta get out of here and hide before anyone sees this....Yikes I'm in trouble now.....Anyone looking for a cute Airdale puppy? I might need a new home.

Stay tuned for the next chapter in the saga of Lillie Valentine.

Love ya!

Lillie

Mom's been busy, I've been busier

Hello to all my furry friends! Mom finally left the computer alone long enough so that I could post. I don't know why she thinks she has to be right next to me when I am trying to update my blog. It is after all, mine now.
Anyhow, I said she's been busy, and she has. She put this up in our family room over the weekend.

WHY would anyone want to put a TREE in their family room? Well, while she was busy putting things on the tree, I was busy taking things off the tree. Mom didn't appreciate it very much. She kept putting stuff on, and I kept taking it off. After I'd take it off, I'd run for it! HA HA! She ended up chasing me all over the room.

Once she had the tree all decorated (that is what she called it) the fat cat came out- you know- SOX THE KITTY! Well, she thought she'd lay under the tree. I wondered, "Why can't I lay under the tree?" So, I went under the tree, too. Well, Kitty didn't like it that I was under HER tree. Excuse me, Kitty. I didn't know the tree had your name on it. Was what I was thinking. Then, I had a brilliant Air-idea! I would chase that FAT kitty. So, I started chasing her all around the tree. Its a miracle (that's what mom called it- whatever that is) that the tree actually stayed standing. I was having a ton of fun. That is.... um...until I ran into this.....

I hit it head on and our melons clanked together. I tell you....that thing just about scared the puppy poop right out of me. EEEEK I screamed! What was that? A very scawie snowman! Mom said, "That's what you get Lillie, for playing in the tree." Well, I avoided that snowman for a while. But I am right back at undecorating that tree. Mom says she's losing her patience with me. I say it's going to be a fun Christmas! Thanks for stopping by. Until next time.....

Hugs,

Lillie

I've been really busy

Merry Christmas everyone!


I have to tell you that I have been really busy. The other day dad got up REALLY early. I didn't feel like sleeping anymore and he took me outside with him. We were out there for hours and I was so busy helping him. He was getting our yard decorated for the holidays. He gets into this really big and I didn't know what I was in for. But let me tell you....I really was a big help. He even said so. I was so busy helping him carry everything that I got REALLY tired. I found a cozy place in the garage to take a nap. He finished up. Later that night, mom came out and took some pictures of our work. Here's what it looks like. Here's a picture of frosty and Santa and Mrs. Claus.




And...n....the scccaawie Grinch!

"The Crate"

There is this thing we keep in the kitchen. Mom calls it a crate. I call it a jail. I don't like this crate/jail whatever you want to call it at all. I keep trying to get rid of it and mom keeps putting it back in the kitchen.

When mom and dad go off to work, and after Jordan gets on the bus to go to school I am left alone with Kendra until she goes to school. When she gets ready to leave, she captures me and puts me in that thing. She tells me to quiet down, because I start to put up a fuss. They put me in this so I don't get into trouble. Now, I ask you this, why would, moi get into trouble? They give me a nice cushy blanket to lay on (big deal) and toys to play with, but I DO NOT LIKE THIS JAIL!!! I think I'll write a letter to the Airedale Terrier Association. This is not right!

So, I start my sad crying get me outa here business. But Kendra doesn't care. Oh, no she just goes about her business and off to the bus stop she goes. One day I heard Kendra tell mom she could hear me out at the bus stop! So I have been trying to escape this jail. Yesterday when Kendra came home after school, she found my jail, with me in it, mind you, across the kitchen floor! I was trying really hard to escape but I haven't figured out how yet. Mom tells me when I get bigger maybe she will let me run free in the house like Whiskers does, but until then I have to be in jail uhm the crate when noone is home. Life is so unfair!

I've got a clean bill of health!

Hi everyone:

Lillie Valentine here.....Mom calls me Lillie V.


Just thought I'd let you all know that mom took me to the vet last week on Friday. Mom was all nervous. I don't know what for. She wasn't being poked and prodded! She didn't get her nails trimmed! Anyhow she wanted me to tell all of you that the vet said I am HEALTHY! Whatever that means. They made me do this urine test just because of mom. She said something to the vet about my kidneys. The vet said she knew mom would want to check them out. After the urine test (yup they had to do MORE because my specific gravity was 1.015 and mom freaked out), they took blood. They had to check my creatinine. The vet said they would take me in the back and draw the blood. While I was back there the vet tech decided I needed a manicure AND pedicure. I tried to tell her differently and mom wasn't there to protect me. I yowled so loud the entire place knew of my presence. I quieted down once they took my blood though. Boy that was quite an experience! Anyhow after they checked my blood, the vet came out and told mom that my creatinine was .05. I guess it was good cuz mom did this silly dance right there for everyone to see. You should have seen this guy who was in the waiting room look at mom with a strange expression. So I got an A++ on my report card. Oh, and they gave me these shots, too and it sure made my arm sore. I let everyone know it when they tried to pick all 10 lbs of me up. My sore arm got me tons of attention, especially from my hooman brother Jordan. Boy can I turn on the charm for that kid. I think he likes me almost as much as his X-box...Now where are those controls?

Love ya!
Lillie Valentine

Thank You

Dear Friends,
We want to thank everyone for your kind words during this most difficult time. Without all of you, and your support, I don't know what I would have done. I have never been treated so lovingly by people in my entire life. The kids have come to Daisie's site and have read all the words of kindness. It has helped them more than you will ever know. It is comforting to know that there are other people out there that understand and share your desires as to why you go through what you do for your pets. The truth is, I wouldn't change a thing. I didn't know how much time we'd have with our sweet Daisie. We took each day one day at a time and embraced her with as much love as though it may be the last. She has taught us all a valuable lesson about unconditional love.

We'd like to thank Elaine and Miss Sunshade for the most beautiful post about Daisie. We go there frequently just to reminisce. She has taken us under her wing and we are truly thankful for both of them. I truly believe that someone sent her to us to help us get through this time. You guys are GREAT!

I also want to take the time to thank each and everyone of you that sent us an e-mail of sympathy either personally or in this blog. I have saved each one and will put them in a special scrapbook that we will be making to honor Daisie. You have surrounded us with tons of love and support. You guys are GREAT!

We are hanging in there. I know that we will be able to get through this, it just may take some time. We look forward to raising Daisie's little sister, Lillie Valentine. Stay tuned for her adventures. I will be posting her first story very soon. She has been VERY busy.

Again, Thank-You! Love and tons of Hugs and ear scratches.
Amy, Kendra, Jordan, Lillie and Angel Daisie

Rainbow Bridge

It's with a very heavy heart that I must tell all of you that Miss Daisie Duke has gone on to the Rainbow Bridge. She just couldn't handle the kidney disease any longer. The past two days had become increasingly harder on her little body. We did everything we could to save her, but were unable to get her through this last crisis. I will continue this blog in honor of her memory and will introduce you all to her little sister, Lillie. Until next time............
Missing my little Daisie Duker.

Amy

My Family

Hi Everyone:
Mom is feeling more relaxed about this blog, so she said I could post. She thought it would be a good idea to introduce you to some of my family. I have a hooman sister, Kendra. She just turned into a teenager. She's great. She gives me treats, and lots of love. She likes to play soccer, and because of that, I have become pretty good at soccer too. I love to chase that black and white ball around! She takes excellent care of me when she gets home from school. I love ya, girl!

Then...there's Jordan. Now don't tell Kendra I said this, but Jordan is the bomb! He loves me almost as much as he loves his X-box. That is ALOT!! Right now, I get most of the attention, though cuz mom took the X-box away from him. If he plays too much X-box, he doesn't pay attention to me. I fixed that for him, though. I chewed those x-box controls so he and Kendra couldn't play anymore. That will teach them to leave stuff out for me to chew! Mom fixed me though and bought them a cordless control. Darn! Anyhow, right now the X-box is put away. Mom says there's more to life than X-box, but I think an 8 year old would beg to differ. Jordan gives me TONS of love. He lays by me and reads me stories. We just finished reading "Do reindeer really wear striped underwear?" Now we are reading a book about a collie. I follow Jordan around everywhere....just in case he drops something he's eating. Yum!

I have a doggy brother, Whiskers. He is an 11 year old blue heeler cross and he's as tall as me but weighs alot more. I also have a "baby" sister, Lillie. She's an 8 week old Airedale. I like her most of the time but don't let anyone know that. I don't want her to think she can just move in and take over. Then, there's Sox. Now Sox is a kitty. A big kitty. I have to compete for love with Kendra and this kitty. Kendra gets mad at me because I like to chase her around. Sometimes I wrestle her to the ground and put her in a head lock. Watch out kitty!

My hooman mom and dad take really good care of me. They give me lots of extra love because of this horrible disease called kidney disease (whatever that means). Whatever it is, I don't care- it gets me lots and lots of attention. I get special food because I won't ever eat what mom fixes me. She does these special dances around the kitchen when I eat. It is hilarious! I have never seen anything quite that funny. Sometimes I act picky just to see her make a fool out of herself. She even pays more attention to me than that little Lillie that just moved in!

If you have any questions for me, let me know. I would be more than happy to answer them! Until next time.........
Hugs,
Daisie

Testing, testing, 123 Are you out there?

Well, my mom finally took the time to get this blog thing down. Now, don't get too excited because she isn't very good at it. She can't even get my picture to post....Huh! Is it that hard even? I can't believe this woman. So, please cut her some slack.
Thanks to Sunshade's mum Elaine, my mom finally got my picture up on this site. Now you all of you can see how cute I really am!

Since mom is new to this, I am not going to require her to blog anything more today.....She needs to rest. She is exhausted!

Thanks, Elaine and Miss Sunshade!

Hugs,
Daisie Duke