I'm Sad...

Hi everyone, it's me Annie P. I have another assignment I'm working on, but I just need some support from my friends. This is how my night started out. I helped dad work on the yard. It has rained so much, he has to mow two times a week. He only did this the other day, but gosh, we had hay!! It's my job to walk in circles while he does what he does. It keeps other critters at bay. That is until these two show up. If you could only hear me whisper you would hear the sarcasm. Look:

That's Molly, Border Collie, and Tammy. Tammy is the furry, not so friendly, snotty white girl. Molly is okay. She's been around since before me. Molly is just a swell gal! Tammy charges me when she's let loose from that big fancy cage. You can see it in the background where my dad is doing what he does. That's their mom Stacie. She's my favorite girl. I really like Stacie. She wouldn't let me get a picture of her. I'm sad cause she's moving and I wanted her picture cause she's always nice to me. I'm just not sure about that snotty girl. So this is what I did while they bounced all over my dad's yard when he was doing what he does.

This is me attempting to look like I'm not having a problem. I'm trying to smile. That girl gives me the heebie jeebies. So I sat here while mom talked to Stacie.
Here's that sneaky Tammy puttin' the moves on my family. I just don't trust her. Mom says keep your friends close and your enemies closer. But just between you and me, I don't like the way she smells! So, I'll just stay on the porch. Anyhoo, mom took me inside. As soon as dad came in the house I got inspected cause I had green feet. I ain't never had green feet before. They may have been green but they smelled good. It was the grassy scent I like. I should'a demanded a new hearing with a new jury. They sentenced me to a bath. Nothin' hurts my feelin's more than bein' thrown in the tub with smell good stuff. Just for good cause, the other girl got a bath too. She's crazy, she just jumped in like it was a swimmin' hole. Here's me. I'm wet and sad. Dad says I'm sulkin' cause I'm a baby. Really I'm not, it's just a button I have no control over. I'll start workin' on my next assignment and I promise I won't be sulkin'.

Oh, No...

I know I'm only suppose to do special posts, but it's me Annie P. and I'm in a quandry. This is an emergency. No one tells me anything. By that, I mean ANYTHING. Everything was going great until last night. I've not gotten any sleep since. Me and that other girl were having a nice quiet evening at home with dad when the roof caved in. No one told us this was going to happen. Even the other girl is a little upset. Mom told me she's real disappointed in me. She says the other girl is behaving better than me. Says I'm acting like a spoiled Chihuahua. I was here first. That other girl came later. No one let me in on that one either. I am and will always be the baby of this family. But here he is, the summer is ruined. Everybody, I have an announcement:we've been infested by a feline. Meet Reynaldo. Mom says we can call him Rey Rey. What the?? No one filled us in. I'm mad. What? Why do we have Reynaldo? They shaved me naked and I've been cold ever since. Now here's Reynaldo. I just don't get it. He's not old enough to eat right. What makes my family think they can move him on in? Isn't there a rule about being a canine only family? I think there is. My life is ruined. I can't sleep. I can't eat. All I want to do is stick my nose on this cat, but then I get yelled at. I've never heard the name Annie so many times. It sure is better than hearing "Reynaldo" though. I'm in a quandry. Me and the other girl have to come up with a plan to gain seniority superiority. There's just no room for felines around here. But in case there is, I'm sending out an SOS...

Before and After, I am soooo sorry

Yesterday was full of activity for us. We hit a few garage sales, worked on the yard, bought flowers, planted flowers, and provided Annie with a day at the spa.

Well, kinda...

After planting my last flower, I thought I'd go in for a little R&R before getting ready to take mom to dinner. Then it hit me. I could give Annie a haircut. I've been waiting patiently to do so. It's been too cold and my hubby didn't want her to be too clipped before the weather got warmer. Sooo, I scratched her belly tricking her into letting me trim her nails. She did great. Really great. And since she was hot, I knew she'd love getting her haircut.

Annie loves to get her haircut. Her hair is so thick. It really isn't that long, but it has to be very HOT for her in the summer. She's never even flinched when I've gotten the clippers out.

BEFORE:




Here she is in all her thickness. Enjoying a bone the hubby got for earlier in the day. You can't really tell by the picture. She has really curly thick hair around her neck. It seems to get thicker and thicker every year. Her hairy little tail curls up over her back. Or it did. I think Kia played to hard with her last weekend and uncurled it. It's been curled now for almost 5 years. Now it doesn't seem to want to curl and she doesn't want anyone around it.

AFTER:

This is Annie after. She's about 5 puppy pounds lighter. And she's a naked mess. I didn't use the right number on her and she's almost skinned. I felt horrible. But she loved it. She ran around so happy and playful after the trim, errr, scalping. The hubby walked outside to see what was going on, turned a little pale and went back inside without saying a word. Later he told me I should've shaved her face too. I didn't do her tail for fear she may have a wound or something on it. But here she is, she's my Annie P. I'm sorry Anne. At least you are happy and healthy. Just a little naked perhaps, but happy and healthy.

Annie, I promise you in July or August when it's time for a trim:

I will NOT be in a hurry.

I WILL make sure the proper length of comb is on the clippers.

I will NOT laugh at you if I make a mistake.

I will NOT let your dad see you until we are finished.

And, until your hair grows out, I will NOT allow you to be the puppy butt of bad jokes without a good fight.