Showing posts with label pug-beagle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pug-beagle. Show all posts

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Missy

It's been a while since I've posted any new photos of our dog Missy. Tuesday I stayed home and I was alone except for the dog. She seemed to wonder why I was there and not her favorite people Marty and Heather. But she was happy enough with me as long as I let her out in the living room to play and look out the windows.





She will be spoiled rotten this weekend when my mom arrives for a short visit. Missy was a gift to us from Mom but Mom still adores her.






Don't talk to me before I've had my morning coffee kibble!





Awwww doesn't she look sweet?






Can I go outside to play now???





Is it almost time for Marty and Heather to be home to play with me???

Monday, December 17, 2007

This One's For You, Heather

Heather informed me this evening that today is Missy's birthday and we needed to buy her presents. Sounds logical, right? Except that Missy is our dog! But, since Darla stole the dog bed I stole from Denise at our white elephant gift exchange Saturday....and since Marty was ready to go buy one as soon as we left the party and I wouldn't let him because I wanted to go home....we went to the pet store to look at dog beds. I've been teasing Marty since we got Missy and he became so attached to her that I was going to get her something pink to wear. Marty's very anti-pink and Missy sits with him in his chair every night. I've told him how cute she'd look sitting there decked out in pink. He just snarls his nose at me every time I bring it up. So tonight, Heather and I bought a dog birthday presents. Yep, it's official: dorks r us! (As if it wasn't already!) ha!


We bought her a bed and a hooded sweatshirt (pink, of course) that says "Diva" across the back. Then, because every dog needs a dog tag on their collar (of course her collar is pink too!), we bought a heart-shaped dog tag with pink rhinestones and had it engraved while we waited.



Check her out in her new digs:






Missy: "Ugh, Heather stop choking me with that thing!"







Missy checks out her new bed.






Showing Marty her new clothes.







The Diva seems to like her new comfy bed.






She seems to be pretending to be uninterested.






Shy Missy.







I'm tired now. Go away and leave me alone.

Monday, April 30, 2007

Missy

Meet "Missy." She's a pug/beagle mix (my mom calls her a "puggle"). I've never been an "animal person." I've tolerated them because my husband and daughter love them so much and I'll even enjoy them from time to time. But only when I feel like it, otherwise don't bother me. Until now. We recently drove to Missouri to spend time with my family. During the visit, my mom's puppy decided she belonged to my daughter and didn't leave her side any time we were at Mom's. So with our permission, Mom gave her 3 month old puppy to my daughter. She did wonderful during the 13+ hour drive back to Texas and didn't make one mess in my car, endearing herself to me a little. In the month we've had her, I've become very attached to her (something I thought couldn't happen!) and I wouldn't trade her for anything. I've even gone so far as to take her for a car ride last week. She was my new best friend for several days after that, choosing to sit with me rather than her normal spot next to my husband as we watched tv.










Missy meets
"Meatloaf", my husband's bulldog/boxer. Meatloaf is muzzled for the meeting just in case he decides to play too rough.




"God is our refuge and strength, and ever-present help in trouble."
Psalm 46:1

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