For the last two months, Wen has been working on Scottie crafts to sell at the Rocky Mountain Scottish Terrier Club annual holiday lunch on December 14.  Our kitchen and living room have been taken over by craft supplies, but suddenly that has come to an end, as all the items seem to have been completed.

I have to admit that I have been snoopervising all the work and now that the craft items will soon be packed up, it will be a little less festive and chaotic.  That doesn’t mean that our house isn’t decorated with Christmas decorations though.  It just won’t look like a crafts store!

Sometimes Wen comes across unique dog toys while she is shopping and if one looks as if it would make a great photo op, she will buy it for us Scotties.  Over the years, we have ended up with some cute toys that are actually not great options for us super chewers, but they make good props for photos and then they are donated to Goodwill.

The latest dog toy find fell into the donation category, as it was super cute, but very easy to rip apart and destroy, so Instead of playing with it, I took a picture with it.  Anyway, how about a big kiss?

 

We Scotties woke up to a snowy morning today, so we were eager to go outside and explore.  As per usual this time of the year in Colorado, it was warm yesterday and a winter wonderland today, so we are used to drastic weather changes and no matter what, we are out enjoying our backyard.

Molly, Sadie, and I are fortunate to have our house and yard, because some of our predecessor Scotties were apartment dwellers and Wen had to walk them outside on a leash at all times.

So today we get to play in the snow again and come back in and snooze by the fire.  Sounds perfect to me!

 

Late last night when we Scotties went outside, we were surprised to see that it had snowed.  It was just a dusting of snow, but our deck was covered with the white stuff and we were excited to go check out the yard.

If you think a little snow prevents Molly and me from digging holes, think again!  Even with Wen following us around the yard, we were able to sneak in a couple new holes, because with the warm weather we’ve been having, the ground was not frozen.  A dusting of snow just makes digging more fun and early this morning when we were out in the yard, there was a little more snow than last night and we were having such a good time out there that Wen had to lure us back inside with treats.

 

 

 

It’s not even Thanksgiving yet, but I heard that something fun is coming in December on this blog!  Yep, something’s coming and here’s a festive little hint….

The other day, Wen came home with one of my favorite toys, a plush wine bottle with a plastic bottle and a squeaker inside.  It seems that she is always on the lookout for one of these toys, because she knows that they are my fave.  Yes, I do love me a plush crunchy squeaky bottle!

Every time I get one, I walk around carrying the bottle in my mouth so Sadie can’t steal it.  I even go outside with the toy firmly in my jaws to make sure no one else grabs it.  I may look funny carrying the toy around, but you can’t be too careful!  That toy is mine until I have chewed on it so much that there are holes in the plush cover, the plastic bottle has gone flat, and the squeaker doesn’t work anymore so it ends up in the trash.

We Scotties recently discovered that Wen had bought new throw pillows for the couch and of course, all three of us had to try them out.  We nosed them around until we could stretch out on top of them and they are definitely more puffy and comfortable than our old pillows.

Since the weather has turned colder, Sadie and I are back to snuggling up together and now that we have nice new pillows, we can spend more time as couch snugglers.  Can’t have too many comfy places to lie down and take a snooze!

The latest issue of The Scottie Scuttlebutt, the quarterly newsletter of the Rocky Mountain Scottish Terrier Club, was in our mailbox yesterday and when Wen opened it, the poem that we submitted and a photo of Sadie and me was on the front page!

The poem is attributed to me, as it is written in my words, but of course, Wen was the real author, although Sadie and I were the inspiration.  We spend so much time in our dog bed in front of the fireplace when it’s cold outside that the topic seemed like an obvious choice for a poem.

We are very proud that we were chosen to be on the front page and will definitely put the page in our scrapbook of published articles, because it’s a keeper!

 

 

 

Every morning after we eat, when Wen is sitting on the couch watching the news, I like to jump up by her, scooch up, and rest my nose on her leg.  I mean, if I’m right next to her and I need a pillow, her leg is just the right height to rest my nose.  A little snuggle time hits the spot!

 

After someone chewed a hole in our gray dog bed, Wen went out and bought a beige one just like it.  The bed sat in the corner by the fireplace all summer and when the weather turned colder this fall, we Scotties began to snooze in it when the fireplace was turned on.

Unfortunately, the new bed was a bit smaller than the dog beds we’re used to having that accommodated two of us at once, so when Wen noticed that Sadie and I were squished together in the bed, she brought another larger bed from upstairs and placed it next to the beige bed.  Now we Scotties can spread out in the beds and even Molly, who has rarely used a dog bed in the past has been using the larger of the two beds.

Evidently, two beds are better than one, because Sadie seems to have claimed the beige bed and both beds are getting a lot of use right now.