We made it through the 4th of July weekend and now it seems to be Shark Week on TV, because Wen got out our RC shark toy that circles around our living room chasing us Scotties while it chomps at us.  Every time she gets that thing out, chaos seems to ensue, because as the shark chases us around, we try to bite it back!

Happy Shark Week!

We are enjoying peace and quiet this morning after the loud fireworks on 4th of July night and last night also that lasted for hours.  We Scotties actually did well and we were less bothered by all the pops and bangs than Wen was, but it’s a really nice change to not have to listen to all that ruckus until dark when it will probably start up again.

Meanwhile, do you hear that?  That’s right—peace and quiet!

Since we’re celebrating Independence Day today, we had to take some festive pictures.  Molly was very cooperative and I was my usual professional model self, but as expected, Sadie wanted no part in having her picture taken and her face shows her reluctance.

Wen persevered though until she had photos of all three of us.  Enjoy our patriotic pup pics!  Happy 4th of July!!!

Here’s an early morning photo of Sadie.  Nope, it’s not 50 Shades of Grey—it’s more like Sadie’s Shades of Gray….

Since it’s summertime and the temperatures are soaring, even though we have central air, it gets hot upstairs in the bedroom where our big dog cages are.  Each of us Scotties has our own cage or our “house” as Wen likes to call them and during the summer, even though the ceiling fan is on, it still is uncomfortably warm, so Wen has added more fans.  We have a big tower fan that revolves, another revolving fan directed at Molly’s and my cages and a fan directed at Sadie’s cage on the other side of the room.  They may be a little noisy, but the breeze feels good and needless to say, we are fans of the fans!

Early yesterday morning, Wen dropped me off at Dr. Nina’s office for an ultrasound of my gall bladder.  After I suddenly got very sick one night last August and ended up at the ER for two nights, I’ve now had two recheck ultrasounds to check on the mucus in my gall bladder.

Dr. Nina and her vet tech, Bonnie took really good care of me and confidentially, they really spoiled me with lots of treats.   Later,  when Wen came to pick me up, they gave me more treats, so spending the entire day at the vet wasn’t bad at all.  Plus, I was a good boy and I made new friends.  Even better, since it was a recheck ultrasound, Dr. Nina convinced the ultrasound doctor to not shave off the hair on my sides like they did last December.  My poor hair has been slowly growing back from being shaved for the other ultrasounds and I’m just barely beginning to look like myself again.

Fortunately, the mucus has not increased since my last ultrasound in December, so it was good news and Wen (who was really worried) was super relieved that I don’t need surgery.

All in all, my day at the vet went well and I got to go for two car rides there and back, so it was a good day for me.  Sitting in a big cage in the prep room, watching all the activity of the people working with the dogs and cats was actually pretty entertaining, but it’s sure nice to be back home again with my sisters!

 

 

Today’s your birthday, Miss Molly, my little princess sister and you’re eleven years young just like I am!  Sadie and I hope your day is special and along with Wen, we wish you many more happy birthdays!  Enjoy your princess toys!!!

Yesterday, Wen and her friends from when they worked at the animal clinic went on a road trip to visit the only Buc-ees location in Colorado.  Evidently they had a great time (as they always do) and the Buc-ees store was enormous and full of cool stuff and great food, which means it was well worth the visit.

What did Wen bring back, other than a variety of food?  A Buc-ees beaver that’s a miniature version of their mascot!

Every Wednesday, Wen posts a photo of Molly or me, both of us, or one or more of her previous wheaten-colored Scotties on the Scotties Rock Facebook page for Wheatie Wednesday.  It’s the day of the week when people celebrate their wheaten Scotties.

This week was a busy one and Wednesday slipped on by without Wen posting a photo.  Two days later when she remembered, she chose to post a photo of Molly looking slightly disgruntled, as if Molly was a little miffed that Wen had forgotten our weekly photo submission.

 

With the promise of a little field trip, Wen loaded us Scotties into the car early yesterday morning.  We really should know by now that when our crates are in the back of the car, we are most likely headed to go see Gigi, our groomer, but until we pull into the parking lot and we recognize where we are, we just seem to be going on a road trip.

We really should get a clue what’s in store for us when we get an especially long brushing out before we leave, but we never protest about going for a car ride, whether in a crate or not because we Scotties enjoy a nice ride.

Of course we ended up at Gigi’s groom shop yesterday and we knew we were in for a spa day, but we don’t mind being groomed and we always get a good report.  Wen loves seeing us looking all spiffy when we’re freshly groomed and once again we are sweet-smelling good-looking Scotties—at least for awhile!