Showing posts with label puppy cut. Show all posts
Showing posts with label puppy cut. Show all posts

Monday, July 22, 2013

Puppy cut

Btw, bunny's almost five.

Monday, September 7, 2009

Rose Rustling

[The lower shoots are all new]

The slips (or cutting) are 10 weeks old now, and I transplanted them into larger pots for the fall. The new shoots are coming along nicely. (I didn't shake all the dirt off to see the roots while transplanting, but what did show was pretty stable)

[Needs to grow into the pot some more]
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This is before I trimmed Emily's face on Saturday:[Hairy faces fit in everything]

Puppy cut, after:
[Mommy scalped me]
Of course, after she got a bath, and we realized the sheer critical extent of her matting, I ended up shaving half the fur off her left hind leg. H. really has to sit squirmy puppy down every evening and run a brush through her, no matter how bitey Emily is.
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At the tail end of today's walk, H&M spotted some other dog's dried up poo, attracting 3 dozen flies in the corner of the parking lot. We go, "Oh Yuck, some people" and walk on, not realizing for 1 whole minute that the reason Emily's not following us, is that she's stopped and EATEN IT ALL UP.
OH YUCK.
When I washed her mouth and paws in the sink, her burp smelled like farts. heh.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Daddy's Little Girl

[I'm so cute and I'm so loveable]

[Nyah nyah, Mommy]


[And he lets me win, too]

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Puppy Cuts in Action

I could write about how, in the 10 minutes H. was getting ready to meet up with M., Emily went digging in the ivy, came in with an ant sucking on her eyeball, and H. freaked out and waved muddy doggy around, trying to pull the varmint off while Emily fought for dear life because no one touches the face, NO ONE. (I got the ant off, no big)

But hey, life as usual.

(below: Emily's fatal home-shave puppy cut, 1 week after)

[Emily, Spy Pup]

[In Daddy's Clutches]

[How, if I leave a bag open for a minute, Emily will curl up in it.]

bye bye~

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Sick Day

[Milking it]

H. has been antsy for a while (what with crazy Nuclear War impending), but also because Emily was due for surgery this week.

Which was today. Emily got her spaying done. And the vet removed her FANGS while he was at it, too (for small dogs, teething needs some help, and if they're not out by the time 6 months rolls around, it's handy done under anesthesia).

Her nibs is resting (not letting Mommy out of her sight, EVER) and recovering just fine.

As she's not gone into heat before this, we reduce chances of ovarian (since she has none) and mammary cancer. Despite all the logical reasons, H. still feels like she's done honeybun a cruel and unusual wrongness.
[What? I'm not beautiful any more?]

Saturday, May 16, 2009

TV Star

(Emily's new short cut, ala Daddy)[Who me?]

We left Emily, hanging out in the silent living room, and went out to pick up doggy treats, her address tags, and detergent (for us).

When we came back, making a lot of noise in the process, the dog does NOT rush out to greet us at the door.

Instead, we find her sitting on the sofa, WATCHING TV.

According to Sherlock Mommy, Emily had jumped up on the coffee table (she'd also stolen the nail clippers from the tabletop for her corner stash), stepped on the remote to turn the TV on, and took over Daddy's corner seat.

Mommy was laughing so hard, she missed the exact moment to scold the varmint for jumping up on the sofa. So we let it go.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Easter Carnage

Late Saturday Afternoon, Emily Puppy was found Wrapped Around a Tree.

[It's here! It's here! My Fur!]

Earlier that day, victim exhibited signs of unrest and made several cries for help:

[Quick, I'll flop over here, you draw a chalk line, Mommy]

Authorities suspect domestic issues. Victim and mother were witnessed engaged in several heated arguments over the past 2 weeks. Threats ensued.

("If you don't sit still when I'm putting on the leash, Mommy's going to shave your neck, Emily!)

[The Victim: In Happier Times]

The victim, Emily Puppy, was found 30% smaller at 6pm Saturday. Authorities soon discovered the cause: excess clipping by a non-professional. Puppy was found pursuing the shreds across the patio. Clear weather conditions preserved crime scene.

[Carnage]

Victim's Daddy was napping upstairs when incident occurred. He claims no knowledge of his wife's diabolical plans. Police are skeptical. ("A likely story!")

[Do I look fat with this haircut?]

Please support puppy rights. Write to your SPCA, Senator, MP, today.
Prevent the atrocities of home-grooming.

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H&M are watching too much Mentalist.