Yesterday was grooming day, which was fortunate since we Scotties were looking pretty shaggy the last week before our appointment.  We go every eight weeks and by week number eight, we don’t exactly look our best.

Wen delivered us to Gigi, our groomer and went to go play pickleball while we got bathed and groomed.  For some reason, Gigi finished us in record time, Wen picked us up, and we were back home before we knew it, looking much better.

Grooming day is always a little chaotic and stressful for us Scotties, since we have to get up extra early, get brushed out thoroughly before our appointment, and ride in the car for 50 minutes to get to Gigi’s groom shop.  When we get back home after grooming and another long car ride, all three of us Scotties normally end up on the couch for a good snooze.  We may be sleeping soundly, but we’re all looking good!

 

 

Now that it’s the middle of October, our Halloween decorations are beginning to pop up at our house.  Wen is in decorating mode and ghostly things, skeletons, and jack-o’-lanterns are now scattered around our living room.

As soon as the Halloween decorations appear, we Scotties can expect Wen to come home with new doggie costumes for us, not to mention goofy Halloween masks and props for photo ops.  We even recently received three spider dog toys from our friend in Nebraska that we will eventually play with and chew up.

Yep, ‘‘tis the season….the spooky season!

Every year, the Rocky Mountain Scottish Terrier Club hosts a fundraiser to benefit Scottie Rescue and this year’s auction is this coming Saturday.  Wen has been busy organizing the items that we are going to donate to the auction and as always, I have been snoopervising.

This year’s donations include an all wheaten Scottie basket, a Halloween basket, a skating Scottie basket, a kitchen mini basket, a Pamper Yourself mini basket, a plush throw, and a Scottie doormat.

Let’s hope our donations help raise some funds to help the rescue Scotties in need at the annual auction!

 

Every once in awhile, you can see a manic flurry of activity from one of us Scotties on the couch or on the floor.  We will be flipped on our backs, writhing around with our legs in the air and there will usually be growling sound effects.

What are we doing on our backs, kicking our legs as we roll around?  We are giving ourselves a good backrub and even though we may look a little odd, it feels really satisfying.

As soon as our backs have been sufficiently rubbed, we flip back over on our four feet and go on our way, but those few seconds of writhing around on our backs really hits the spot!

 

Somebody has an appointment with Dr. Nina, our vet today and it isn’t me this time!  My sister, Molly has been drinking a lot of water and having accidents in the house, so Wen is concerned about her and Molly has earned herself a visit to the vet.

It’s not that we Scotties don’t look forward to a car ride and we love seeing our vet, but Molly doesn’t like to be messed with and she can get anxious in strange places, especially if Sadie and I aren’t with her.  Hopefully she will do well, cooperate, and not get all tense, but she is a princess, so you never know.

Good luck at the vet, Molly!  (Better you than me!)

 

 

What’s that noise?  (Squeak, squeak, squeak).  It sounds like a squeaky toy.  (Squeak, squeak, squeaky, squeak).  Yes, it’s the sound that one of my favorite toys makes when I bite down on it and I absolutely love those plush bottles with plastic bottles inside.

I carry them around, biting and squeaking until I decide to settle down and do some intensive chewing through the plush bottle to get to the plastic bottle.  Then I concentrate on chewing up the plastic bottle and eventually, the squeaker’s gone and the bottle is a massive mess with tooth holes and pieces of plastic and Wen takes it to throw it away.

I love me a squeaky bottle and I hope they never quit making them.  Every $3.99 that Wen spends on them is money well spent, as far as I’m concerned!  (Squeak, squeak, squeak)!

 

Now that it’s officially fall, not only is it pumpkin spice latte season at the coffee shops, but more like pumpkin everything season.  We have pumpkin scented candles, pumpkin decorations, pumpkin donuts, and pumpkin flavored cream cheese spread at our house, not to overlook our pumpkin dog toys.   It seems as if everywhere you go, stores are displaying pumpkin products and it’s about time to pick out a special pumpkin at a pumpkin patch.

In addition to that, our decorations for Halloween also feature Jack-o’-lantern pumpkins.  I suppose that pumpkin season is in full swing, so happy pumpkin everything!

 

Well, here we are.  It’s that time of year again when Halloween costumes and decorations appear in the stores and that includes dog costumes.

Wen is always on the lookout for fun and unusual dog costumes for us Scotties and some years she has chosen a theme and dressed us alike and some years we all have totally unique costumes.  It all depends on what she finds on her shopping trips.

The other day, she found a silver Hershey’s Kisses costume that she thought would be perfect for Sadie with her black hair.  She had never seen anything like it before and she could hardly wait to try it on Sadie.

Miss Sadie, on the other hand, was not quite as thrilled with the costume when she tried it on and she looked rather dejected until Wen finally took it off of her.  Maybe it’s time for Plan B?

 

 

One of my favorite toys looks like a donut that is filled with squeakers.  It is easy to carry around and toss up in the air and it’s just the right size and firmness to bite down on.

Since my pumpkin toy didn’t last very long until it was in the trash, I guess that Wen felt sorry for me, so she gave me a new donut toy and did I ever have a good time playing with it!

I walked around our living room with my new donut for the longest time, tossing it and biting on it and I was having a good old time until the donut was taken away by Wen before it was totally destroyed by Scottie teeth.

Yes, when I wasn’t paying attention, Sadie grabbed the donut and chewed on it for awhile and then, much to our surprise, Molly got ahold of it and chewed on it until she got some of the squeakers out and that’s when Wen confiscated it.

Who knows if we Scotties will get the toy back or maybe get a new toy, but that donut sure provided us (especially me) with lots of fun!

Molly and I are professional hole diggers in our backyard and we are constantly snooping around, looking for prime spots to dig up.  Wen wishes that we would knock it off, because she repairs our holes daily, but that’s not going to happen and we’ll continue to dig holes until the ground has a hard freeze.  Come on, we terriers are earth dogs and that’s what we do!