When the cows come home....

Now, you know where the cows go when they come home.... to my house!
I even let them share my Dad's relaxing chair.
The cow's name is Bossy.
Sometimes it feels like everyone bosses me around.
They really expect me to come everytime they call my name.
I think they are Bossy too. 

Stroppi is my german boyfriend

He hasn't been over lately...So I thought if I put his picture on my blog his mommie will bring him over to play.
He is just a little bigger than me.
He is a wire-haired dachshund, a mini dog like me.

Daisy Mae the bodyguard

I just got hired!
I will scare away all the bad guys.
I won't wear a spike collar till they find a pink one.
HA! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Color makes me beautiful

 

Meet Marino

Here is the new doggie on the block.
Well, we really don't have a block.
Just a lot of land and a lot of trees.
He comes over to visit.
Lucky for me, he thinks I'm cute.
He is big and red.
I'm small and blond. 

The best dog store ever.......

Last month, Mommie went to New Orleans and visited the best dog store ever.
Chi-wa-wa-ga-ga.
Tiny but very tony!
She got me a summer camo shirt, and a pair of sunglasses. Very John Lennon.
She only had a little time to spend but she could have gone ga -ga.
When in New Orleans go visit them in the French Quarter and say that Miss Daisy Mae sent you.

So small but so many to chose from....

Dreaming of a new dress

Shopping heaven

 

Mommie doesn't buy everything.....

Thank goodness.
I don't have this silly shirt.
It made mommie laugh and
it still hangs out at the doggie store and not in my closet. 

Life is good

I'm ready for anything in my new swim suit.
The visor keeps that pesky sun out of my eyes, at least for the time it takes to take this photo.
I like the boat, I like the swimming, but do other dogs wear swim suits?