Monthly Archives: October 2013

Happy Halloween!

My dad person says no costumes and I am totally down with that, but he’s at work and my mom person someone had the lame idea to dress me up.

DSC_0022Yeah, it’s an old Pokemon t-shirt.  My boy Jack found it in the basement the other day and was sad that it didn’t fit him anymore. So I am a young Jack for Halloween.

DSC_0025That woman is so not cool, but she feeds me so I humor her.

I much prefer the Walking Dead version she made of me.

*Warning, it’s scary*

It was scaring too many friends, so we put the Zombie Oskar after the linky if you want to see him!

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Prayer Urgently Needed For More Friends #POTP

*Update* I’m sorry to say that yesterday, Friday, Benny lost his battle.  He will be missed terribly.

I’m really sorry to have to post this, but more friends are very ill.

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Benny from Two French Bulldogs has been admitted to the hospital this morning and sister Lily said on Facebook, “Friends, my brother needs tons of prayers please.”

Benny has been valiantly fighting his liver cancer with his family and we have all cheered him on.

Fight like a Frenchie.

Also the wonderful Ginger Jasper is doing poorly.

Ginger Jasper

 

It’s a terribly frightening time for these families as you can imagine, so every bit of love and support you can offer is welcomed.  POTP

Goodbye Good Friends

Mr Pip, ForeverWe went to Mr. Pip’s blog this morning & saw his smiling face.  My mom person & I were happy to see Pip smiling.

Now we have learned that Pip will be crossing his bridge today.  His loss will be deeply felt.

Madi & her mom have an update here.

Head over to Mr. Pip’s Blog to lend your support.

Update: Our day just got worse.  We just learned that dear Gracie Lynn passed suddenly earlier this week.

Gracie Lynn

You can visit Gracie Lynn’s family here.

Two wonderful friends gone.  Everybody in for a group hug, okay?

Kitty Caturday ~ Move It!

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Okay, so while I am back on patrol, working hard day and night to protect this family, look what my people are allowing to happen!

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I know, while you clean up that messy corner, get those cats away from my bed & special schnauzer pillow!

By the way, that first photo…it’s a before photo.  They took me to the groomer last weekend to eliminate my awful odors cut my hair humiliate me by attempting to remove my excessive handsomeness. I’m not emotionally ready to post about that yet!

Lady, Just Let Me Do My Job!

So I’m starting to get things back to normal around here after being pitiful and sickly.  I do my duty by proudly sitting in my yard all day, guarding the perimeter, barking at any passerby and digging the odd hole in the grass when necessary.

Part of my resumed routine has not been as pleasing to my lame mom person some people.

Sometime between 1-3 AM, often just as I sense my mom person is finally drifting off to sleep, I alert her to the necessity of one final walk around the yard.  She tries to let the security slack, but Oskar is back and if a hole needs to be dug at 3 in the morning, then that’s what I’m going to do.  I make a lot of sacrifices this way.

So after I choose my moment, I leave the bed partially waking both of my people and the 2 cats that share our bed.  Once I’ve had a drink and a peek outside, I return to the bedroom to alert them that it is time for me to go out.  At first I just walk up the hall and back, letting my clickety-clack claws wake them.  Usually doesn’t work.

Next I add the jumping up maneuver in which I jump up on the side of the bed shaking it to wake the peeps.  Rarely works. Now I get serious by verbalizing my displeasure.  I start with a small whine and lead up to schnauzer sassing speaking.  You know, just to get my point across.

Once she stumbles out of bed, through the dark house, down the stairs to the back porch and lets me out my real work begins.

Guess who stands there shivering in the open door encouraging me to be careless.  Just pee and come in she says.  I’m sorry but a schnauzer’s gotta do what a schnauzer’s gotta do.  After first making a slow sweep of the entire perimeter, I check any hot spots that I found.  Like the scent of a skunk who may need to be chased away, or a toad in dire need of licking.

With that out of the way, I like to amble off to the corner where the composting bin is.  I find the smell refreshing, but someone gets annoyed because it’s the one place she can’t see from the doorway.

Obviously I want her to share in the stink my joy, despite her every effort to thwart my mission.  Once she comes out, bare feet in the wet grass, nightgown flailing around in a way that could force some of us into therapy and loud-whispering my name so as not to awake the neighbors, I calculate whether my job is done.

On some occasions part of my responsibility has to include me barking at a shadow somewhere in the distance.  It’s in the rule book, nothing I can do about it.  Why she has to get so worked up over my verbal middle of the night protection remains unknown.  I chalk it up to lack of character.

Now it really get annoying friends.  When I decide that I can mosey back into the house safely end my mission my mom person expects me to willingly allow not just one, not just two, but all four of my paws to be wiped for mud.

I know, you’re saying, “no Oskar, it can’t get worse” but it does.

As I make my way through the kitchen and back to the bedroom, I always thoughtfully stop in front of the cookie jar in the kitchen.  She’s sleepy, so I don’t mind reminding her that I need to be rewarded for my extensive services and I’m a patient guy.  Some where in her crazed, human type mind she informs me that my behavior does not warrant a treat and stumbles back to the bed.

Though this is disheartening, my duty remains the same, protect the premises, dig holes, lick toads and any other dangerous duty that might befall me.

Resigned, I will get on the bed, and turn around in about 97 circles, paw at the covers to make a nest, sniff the cat’s butts to make sure nothing has changed since my exit and then fall back asleep.  After all the yard needs to be checked again around 6 AM does it not?