Life with Elvis

Elvis, aka Killer, Strikes Again!

2008-06-01T14:28:00.000-07:00

Well, I did it again! I killed another rodent! So, here's the story: I was outside this morning, making my rounds. I knew he was there in one of the birdhouses. I made such a fuss that Mom even put the white birdhouse on the ground so I could stick my nose inside and sniff around. Too late...he was gone! But the trail was still hot so I kept on sniffing. As usual, Presley just doesn't 'get it'. He would rather be in the house lounging on his ottoman, looking out the front window. Mom thinks he ought to learn to be more macho and develop a killer instinct like yours truly, so she put him outside with me. He just stands there, wagging his tail, trying to act interested. Well, anyway, I caught a good scent coming from the gourd birdhouse. I went bonkers and began to squeal and jump at it. Mom finally came out to see what was going on. She thought I was after the little green tree frog hanging on the window screen. Thinking I would shut up and move on, she moved the frog out of my sight. WRONG! I smelled a rat and I wasn't about to move on! I kept on howling so she finally got a clue. I was looking straight at the gourd, about to pee I was so excited! Well, wonder of wonders, she took hold of the thing and gave it a shake. Suddenly, this huge rat jumped out, ran across her hand and hit the ground! Mom screamed and I went for the kill! I nailed him good...bit the whole side of his head off and gutted him in one bite! Meanwhile, Mom gathered her wits and ran after me shouting "Oh s**t...no Elvis, yucky, stop, don't eat him. You'll get sick!" I'm thinking, " Ya, I'm gonna eat him and you're not getting him." She chased me all over the yard before she finally managed to pry the dead carcass from my mouth. Presley finally got on board and tried to get a taste before she threw the thing over the fence. Later, after Mom went in the house, Presley and I found the other side of the rat's face, lying on the patio stones. Wouldn't you know...she came back out and caught us chewing on it...what a spoilsport! She threw it over the fence too!

Oh well, there's more where that one came from! You can bet your blue suede shoes that The King is on the prowl. As for Presley, he has the machismo of Clay Aiken or David Archuleta.....He may take a little nibble but, Killer he ain't, baby!

Merry Christmas??

2007-12-14T16:08:00.000-08:00

Well, Mom says it's Christmas...time to get our pictures taken in these stupid hats again! All I wanted to do was get my chops on that Beanie Bear, but Mom rescued him before I could do any major damage. Presley went limp and was afraid to move, so he just layed there like he was in a coma or something. She looked everywhere for those silly reindeer antlers from last year, but she couldn't find them. Boy, was I glad!

We Smell a Rat!

2007-12-10T11:55:00.000-08:00

Me and Presley have been stalking this field mouse for weeks. I even killed one of his brothers a few months ago. Anyway, when Mom came home last night and let us out, I ran straight to this birdhouse. I knew he was in there. Mom heard all the commotion and came out to see what was going on. I was howling and barking like a coon hound, man! I had him treed! She picked up the birdhouse and while she was looking inside, a huge mouse jumped out. She nearly fainted! Well, the mouse ran off into the herb garden with Presley and me hot on his tail. Darn it, he got away. Boy, I wish I could have nailed him!

Mom put the birdhouse on the ground because I kept trying to get to it. We just wanted to stick our noses in there and smell the sweet smell of rodent.....Ah, someday I'm gonna get you, little mouse!

Doggie Donuts

2007-12-05T15:25:00.000-08:00

That's what mom calls us when we get all curled up. Presley is a gingerbread donut and I'm multi grain. Mom is so silly!

Where's The Harley?

2007-07-13T14:31:00.000-07:00

Next thing you know, we'll be sporting leather jackets! We are some cool dudes, man!

Gitcha motor runnin'

Head out on the highway

Searchin' for adventure

Whatever comes our way!

Born to be wi-i-ild

Born to be wi-i-ild !!!

brrrooom, brrooom !!

Now, THIS is cute, Miss Clew! Wanna ride, baby?

What's that Mom? Oh, we don't have a Harley....yet?

Bummer, man!

Keeping Watch

2007-06-17T17:08:00.000-07:00

Presley and I like to sit in the front window and watch the kids play. I bark like crazy when I see another dog! The other evening a tiny frog was sitting on the outside window ledge. I nearly went crazy trying to get at him. Presley looks at me like I've lost my mind when I act up like that. He just doesn't know how to have fun!

Our ottoman is right by the computer also. Sometimes we lay our heads down and take nap while Mom is blogging.

What a life!

Bath Time

2007-05-20T09:09:00.000-07:00

The girls insisted on giving us a bath. Hell-oooo, we're dogs...do we really need to be clean? Boy were we glad when that was over! We ran through the house shaking and shimmying!

We're Ba-aack!

2007-05-18T18:37:00.001-07:00

Have we grown or what? Presley is going on 7 months old and I'm a year and a half now. Presley and I love hanging out together but I'm still 'The King' around this place. We play chase, dig holes in the yard and hunt frogs. I even helped Mom kill a big snake! I wanted to attack it but she wouldn't let me get close enough. Presley just stood back and watched...he was a little chicken! Mom was afraid it would bite us so she had did what any mother would...she got rid Mr. Snake!

We love our Mom!

Merry Christmas, Ya'll!

2006-12-04T19:39:00.000-08:00

Mom & Presley

2006-12-04T19:32:00.000-08:00

Isn't my little bro cute?

My New Bro!

2006-11-10T16:50:00.000-08:00

This cool little dude is Presley. Mom was worried that I might not like him, but I think he's gonna fit right in. Well, just as long as he knows who's boss, uh, I mean King.

He's almost 6 weeks old and weighs 2 lbs 8oz.
I'll have him rockin' and rollin' before you can say 'Blue Suede Shoes', thank you, thank you very much!

Mud Dog

2006-10-21T14:17:00.000-07:00

What is this gooey stuff? Whatever it is, I'm having fun sloshing around in it. Mom had to rinse my feet really good when I went in the house.

Guess what? I heard Mom telling her friend that I was getting a 'baby brother'. She said he has red hair, just like her, and that his name will be Presley. Whatever! As long as he understands that I am the alpha male, aka, The King, we'll get along just fine. I'll let you all know when he gets here.

What is This!

2006-09-18T15:56:00.000-07:00

I was chilling on the sofa one evening when this shiny, gold thing caught my eye. I jumped down and started barking at it. Mom has been painting and moving stuff around, so she must have forgotten she put it there. Anyway, when I saw it, I freaked out, man! Mom started laughing because I was making such a fuss. She finally convinced me that it wasn't going to get me. She said it was a bookend...whatever that is. Cautiously, I took a sniff. It didn't move, didn't smell good and it didn't jump at me. Nope, it wasn't a frog....Well, I thought, that's no fun! So, I got back on the sofa and finished my nap.

My Peeps

2006-09-16T18:40:00.000-07:00

This is that goofy cat, Princeton. He's getting big, huh? Well, I don't care how big he gets, he'll never get the best of me! I AM the King aroung here.....he's just a pussycat prince and if he knows what's good for him, he won't forget it!

Mom sure had a tight grip on my chin. I really was trying to be still. Anyway, don't you think we make a lovely pair? I love my Mom and she loves me too. Sometimes she calls me 'Pupper' or 'Bubba'. I think those are nicknames, but when she calles me a little *--#-!--*, I don't think that's a nick name. I think that means I'm in trouble!

My New Friend

2006-09-10T04:22:00.000-07:00

This is Lucky. He was running around the neighborhood with a hurt front paw. We called him Hop-a-Long at first. It just so happened that his vet is the same one that we got Princeton ( that goofy cat) from. Mom called so we could find his people. The lady at the vet's office said he was a 'runner' and had escaped another time. I guess his people didn't want him back because they never called back. I liked him...we had fun running around the yard together. He could run fast, even on three legs.
I don't know why Mom didn't want to keep him, but she was going to take him to a shelter this weekend. Lucky's paw must have gotten better because he dug under the gate and split, man!
It had rained and the ground was wet and soft, so the big guy had no trouble digging a big hole. It was full of rain water after he left. Who says dogs aren't smart!
I was so sad when I went to the back door to see him...and he was gone! I rang my bell so Mom would let me outside. She made me stay in until the hole could be fixed. She probably thinks I would run too. I just wanted to find Lucky!
Oh well, Now I guess I'll have to play with that goofy cat!

I Can Dig It, Man!

2006-09-08T17:53:00.000-07:00

Digging holes is hard work! Just when I was making some headway, Mom came out and made me go inside. She's soooo afraid I might get dirty. Hurmph!

Hey Bro, Wanna Play?

2006-08-24T17:23:00.000-07:00

Princeton is a cool cat, man. He likes to play chase and run all over the furniture. I'm right behind him though, getting a few good licks in.

He's been eating a lot and getting bigger every day. Something tells me he's gonna be as big as I am one day. I better watch my back, 'cause he has some sharp claws. I can't let him know I'm skeered or he might try to take over. Remember, I AM THE KING in this house. No kitty cat is gonna rule me!

I Don't Feel So Good

2006-08-22T20:06:00.000-07:00

Mom got me up really early one morning last week and took me to the Dr. I didn't even feel sick, but she left me there, anyway. I must have taken a long nap 'cause I stayed all day. When she finally came and got me, I felt all groggy and my tummy hurt. I had stitches! Something was missing! She took me home, gave me a nice pain pill, put me to bed and told me I would feel better in a few days. It's been a week and I am back to my old self, well, minus a few 'parts'.

I'm still The King, though! AKA Killer Macho Puppy! So don't think I'm gonna wimp out just because they took my boys away. I can still kick A**, and don't you forget it, Princeton, you little kitty cat!

The New Kid

2006-08-10T18:45:00.000-07:00

Mom brought this little furball home the other day. They named him Princeton, so I guess that means he'll be around for a long time. At least he's a boy! I've been trying to play with him but Mom says I'm being too rough. I go berserk every time I manage to get in the room with him. He stays in the bedroom with Sophie a lot 'cause they're afraid I might hurt him. Can you believe that? Just because I root him around with my nose and stand on top of him and lick him, they think I'm using 'unecessary roughness'. I'm just trying to toughen him up, the little squirt! Mom says one day when he's gets bigger he's gonna scratch my nose really bad. Then I'll leave him alone, she says.

OK people, I'm still The King around here...the Alpha male! And that kitty had better not forget it!

This is SO Not Cool!

2006-08-06T15:46:00.000-07:00

Hey, I'm NOT a freakin clown, people! The groomer put this goofy looking clown collar on me after she gave me a bath and clipped my nails. Mom finally rescued me from it, but only after she took my picture. I refused to pose, so she took her best shot while I was rolling around in the floor, trying to rip the thing off.

I know 'The King' wore some wild costumes, but I'm sure he wouldn't have been caught dead in a clown collar! Well, maybe if it was gold lame? No, I don't think so!

My New Peep

2006-08-06T15:10:00.000-07:00

I thought I heard my Mom say she was going to get me a 'buddy'. I guess since Marty couldn't come live with us she decided I needed another human. Next thing I know there's this pretty girl living at our house. Am I a lucky dog or what? Eat your heart out guys!!

Scooter

2006-07-31T16:39:00.000-07:00

Scooter lives in Florida with the girls. He's a Jack Russell terrier. He really 'belongs' to their aunt and grandpa, but since they all live in one big house together, he gets to see them every day. I've never met him in person, but he looks like a friendly guy. I'm sure we would have a lot of fun together
Mom brought him this doggie bagel from the bagel shop. Mom said he sure enjoyed it, because he ate it really fast. He likes to eat, can't you tell? He gets lots of snacks, I guess.

Helping Mom Unpack

2006-07-31T16:28:00.000-07:00

Well, Mom finally came home! I missed her a lot. The minute she unzipped her suitcase, I was in there rooting around.
I know she has fun with the girls, but I hope she stays home for a while!

I'm Pouting!

2006-07-15T04:11:00.000-07:00

Mom's going on vacation to Florida and I can't go. The girls wanted me to come, but Mom's flying on a big airplane. She thought I would 'freak out' if I had to stay in my crate for two hours or more. ( I hate that thing!) She's probably right, but I sure wanted to see the girls. They wanted to see me too.
Oh well, I'll stay here with my other human and see what I can get into. I tore up a People magazine the other day. Mom forgot I could get on the coffee table now. She got kinda mad at me, 'cause it was the one with Taylor Hicks and a whole bunch of other cute guys in it. Well, at least I didn't tear up the cover with Taylor's face on it..... Besides, I'm her cute guy! Sigh.....She'll be gone a week....I'm gonna miss her.

Bath Time

2006-07-10T14:42:00.000-07:00

Hey, I'm The King, Elvis (aka Killer Macho Doxie) I ain't no sissy metrosexual, so what am I doing in a garden tub full of foamy stuff? Oh, they're called bubbles? And I'm supposed to relax and enjoy this? Oh, I'll smell all clean and fresh when I'm done? So, what's wrong with smelling like dirt? Mom is trying to dry me off with a towel, but I want to run and shake, rattle & roll, man.
Can you believe she put that foamy stuff on my head? I licked some off my mouth...it tasted kinda yucky. Thank, thank you very much, ma'am.
'I feel pretty, oh so pretty' ....yeah right! How about 'Don't be Cruel' ! I ain't nuthin' but a houn' dog, ya know!

On the Hunt

2006-07-02T17:01:00.000-07:00

Elvis has become quite the little hunter/stalker lately. Last week he came across a big toad frog on the back porch. Poor froggie tried to get away, but Mr. Bad A** pounced on him and had a death grip on the poor creature before I could stop him. I literally pried his jaws open and rescued the frog from certain death. Elvis was soooo mad at me for stopping the slaughter, but I knew if he chewed on Mr. Froggie he would be foaming at the mouth. The frog was still moving, so I picked him up and tossed him over the fence. I hope he made it!

Unfortunately, the earth worm Elvis encountered a few days later wasn't so lucky. After batting the worm about and stepping on it a few times, Elvis laid down and rolled over it with his little weenie body. I never dreamed he would try to eat the thing, but, eat it he did! I nearly lost my breakfast!

Elvis loves to "give Mommy sugar", but if he keeps eating and biting on live critters, he's gonna have to brush his teeth and gargle with Listerine before he comes near my mouth again!

He's acts just like a smelly, nasty little boy sometimes. Both of these episodes reminded me of my son when he was a little boy. When D was about 8 yrs old, he went out side and gathered up all the frogs he could find and brought them in the house, filled the bathtub with water, took off his clothes and got in the tub with them. There must have been two dozen toads swimming around with him. I wish I had taken a picture. Another time, after I had taken D's jeans out of the washer to put in the dryer, I noticed several dead worms in the washer tub. Something told me to check the jean pockets. Yep, there were more dead worms, all rolled up in little spirals. Oh well, at least they were clean and dead, and I discovered them before they went into the dryer. Talk about crispy critters!

D still loves critters and dogs and being out doors....

Snips and snails and puppy dog tails, that's what little boys are made of!

Yeah, I'm all Boy!

2006-06-22T15:58:00.000-07:00

Hey, can't a guy take a nap in private? I love to sleep in the nude, so don't look if you're shy!

Wedged Weenie

2006-06-22T15:50:00.000-07:00

This is one of my favorite places to hang out. It's all warm and cozy, just like a hot dog in a bun. No mustard, please!

Playing in the Sunshine

2006-06-20T19:48:00.000-07:00

Marty and me enjoyed romping around the yard with Beau, the chocolate lab. I can't wait to go back to the country again. Marty may even get to come stay with me for a while. Mom asked his dad, and he's thinking about it. I hope he says yes!

Male Bonding

2006-06-20T19:34:00.000-07:00

Puppies and little boys just go together! Elvis, Marty and Jared getting snuggled in for the night.

Me and Marty

2006-06-20T18:02:00.000-07:00

I love my 'brudder'! We're chillin' on the boys bed. Are we handsome, or what?

On the Road to Big D

2006-06-20T18:00:00.000-07:00

I'm a speed demon...just like Mom!

Help Me!

2006-06-14T12:43:00.000-07:00

Mom! Help me out of here!

Elvis jumped into the tub, but had a little trouble getting out. I had just finished cleaning it and it was slippery.

My Tummy Hurts

2006-06-14T12:07:00.000-07:00

Elvis woke me up at 3:00 a.m. Tuesday morning. He was restless and his tummy was making loud churning noises. I had given him a few bites of grilled steak the night before, which he swallowed whole. He also had been chewing on the cilantro in my herb garden. Anyway, something had made him sick. I held him and walked the floor, just like a baby, rubbed his tummy and took him outside, but nothing helped. It finally occurred to me to try giving him some antacid, so I poured some Mylanta in a saucer and tried to get him to lick some up. That didn't work, so I dipped my fingers in the medicine, pried open his mouth and smeared it on his tongue. He gagged a few times like he was going to throw up, but it stayed down. After about 30 minutes his tummy settled down and he went to sleep.

He stayed curled up on his blanket while I got ready for work. Poor baby, I hated to leave him....He looked so sad and forlorn.

I was so worried about him all day. Thank God, He was all better when I came in Tuesday afternoon.

Hey, You Lookin' at Me?

2006-06-07T06:02:00.000-07:00

I was just chillin' with a rawhide chew stick and next thing I know, there's Mom with her camera...AGAIN!

So, I said to her; "You lookin' at me? Why don't you take a picture...it'll last longer!"

My New Favorite "Toy"

2006-05-28T13:50:00.000-07:00

I love playing with this empty Mountain Dew bottle. I chase it all over the house! Now, if I could just 'catch' it! It's slippery and hard to get a grip on, but I'm not gonna give up!

Elvis Rules the House

2006-05-19T14:58:00.000-07:00

I haven't written much about Elvis lately, so I thought I'd better post an update on the little guy. He is six months old now and growing into quite a handsome young man. I don't take as many pictures as I used to because he won't be still long enough for me to get a decent shot. He is very active and likes to play chase and hide and seek in the house. He also loves to fetch his Tennis ball. He growls and pounces on it like he is trying to kill it.

He is quite a little chow hound, always waiting for a bite if I am in the kitchen. He is only allowed to have healthy stuff, like chicken, cheese or fruit. Yes, he loves fruit! But then, I believe he would eat just about anything that wouldn't eat him first.

When I sweep the kitchen floor, he chases the broom, barking furiously at it. One day he discovered the toilet bowl brush, and the attack was on. He barks incessantly and nips at it every time he sees it. If I get the vacuum cleaner out, he runs and hides, but he loves to 'ride' the mop. He hangs for dear life by his teeth while I drag him around on it. And I might as well forget about dusting the furniture. He goes nuts when he sees the dust cloth. I wonder what the fascination is with cleaning implements? Oh well, I guess I won't be able to do much house cleaning when 'The King' is around!

I love my spirited little weenie dog! His perky personality never ceases to amaze me...He's always ready for a new adventure and meets each day with curiosity and enthusiasm!

Look at That Profile

2006-04-25T20:23:00.000-07:00

I was hanging out on the love seat with Mom when she snapped this picture. Man, I have a nose like Dustin Hoffman!

Busted!

2006-04-25T20:13:00.000-07:00

Mom used to let me play with this tiger when I was a baby. She took it away from me when I started trying to chew it's ear off. One day she left the closet door open and I snuck in there and found him. I was just getting started on that ear when she caught me! Rats, a guy can't have any fun!

Mmmm, I Like to Eat Paper

2006-04-20T20:32:00.000-07:00

I was snooping around in the guest room and found this paper to munch on. Mom stopped me before I ate too much, darn it!

Me and my New Toy

2006-04-09T13:48:00.000-07:00

Mom bought me this 'Chipmunk Crackler' toy. It makes a crackling sound when I chomp down on it. It also has a squeaker. This poem came with it, too. Mom read it to me in a sqeaky voice. She's so funny!

Perky little nutnick,
Zipping to and fro...
Now I have you for my own,
You're mine forever mo'.

Check out their cool website: http://www.fatcatinc.com

Elvis & Marty

2006-04-07T17:32:00.000-07:00

Well, I tried one more time and was able to post these pictures. Elvis and Marty were on the back of the couch wrestling. All that rough playing made them hungry and thirsty.

Still No Pictures

2006-04-05T15:04:00.000-07:00

I have lots of cute pictures to post, but blogger is still on the blink.

Elvis weighs over six lbs and is growing so fast. He is such a chow hound. He will try to eat anything, but I don't let him have any 'people' food except chicken or a little cheese now and then. If he sees me in the kitchen cooking, he sniffs at the oven. Or he will watch my every move, just so he doesn't miss out on a tasty morsel.

Elvis' brother, Marty came for a visit last week. They immediately started sniffing one another. Then the race was on! They ran a played the entire day. I wonder if they remembered they were brothers? Marty is smaller that Elvis but barks and growls more. I took some cute pictures. Hopefully, one day my blogger malfunction will magically be corrected and I will be able to post them.

Life with Elvis continues to be a fun adventure!

Blogger Bites

2006-03-20T12:11:00.000-08:00

I have been trying for two days to post some new pictures, but blogger is not co-operating!
Elvis continues to grow, he weighed in at 6 lbs last week when we went to the vet for his rabies shot.
I observed him doing an interesting thing the other night. I kept noticing that his rawhide chew sticks were hidden near the baseboards all around the living room. Then I saw him sniffing in back of the TV, near the wall. He had hidden a piece of one of his doggie treats! I started watching him, and sure enough, he went back later and had a snack! I found another piece hidden in the entry hall behind the umbrella stand Smart puppy!

Hot on the Trail

2006-03-10T18:52:00.000-08:00

We took a walk in the woods in back of the house. There were deer tracks in the open area by the ravine. It didn't take Elvis long to pick up the scent. He ventured down to the edge of the pond and stuck his nose in the water. He would have gone in if I hadn't held him back.

Chillin' with Dad

2006-03-10T18:45:00.000-08:00

Ahhh, What a life!

Hey! I'm Not A Girl!

2006-03-10T18:35:00.000-08:00

This wasn't my idea! My Mom thought it would be cute to wrap me in pink lace...to show my feminine side, I guess!

Back to the Vet

2006-03-08T12:18:00.000-08:00

Elvis went to the Vet. this morning to get another vaccination. He must have sensed that he was about to get stuck because he whined while we were waiting for Dr. Clara to come into the exam room. He has really grown since his last visit, gaining almost 2 lbs. He now weighs 5 lbs 13 oz.
He gets a little listless after he's had a shot, so he has been napping most of the day. He is such a baby, he wants me sitting with him as he naps. Each time I try to sneak away, those little eyes pop open and follow me. He's on my lap as I write this because he won't let me out of his sight!
I'm going to try and put him in his kennel. I've got things to do!

An Ode to Elvis

2006-03-05T11:04:00.000-08:00

God Can Use a Puppy

I felt a kinship right away to this tiny speckled pup.

I knew he was a precious gift the moment our eyes met.

This warm and cuddly, soft and sweet mischievous little boy

Snuggled right up to me and gazed into my soul.

He made an aching, hurting heart overflow with joy.

He made the sadness melt away, a smile lit up my face.

Now I know, why from the start,

I had to make him mine.

Yes, God can use a puppy to heal a wounded heart.

He’s like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day.

I love my little Elvis, he makes my joy complete.

He makes me laugh while we run and play,

And gives me kisses sweet!

Can I Have a Bite?

2006-03-01T19:37:00.000-08:00

Hey Pop, whatcha eatin'? I know I'm not supposed to have people food, but that sure looks good. Can I lick the bowl huh, huh...can I? Promise, I won't tell Mom.
Mmmmm Blue Bell Homemade Vanilla!
Pop is such a pushover!

Me and my Teddy

2006-03-01T19:20:00.000-08:00

Poor little guy was tired from playing so hard. He crawled into my lap with his favorite teddy bear and went to sleep. Precious!

Puppy School Days

2006-02-27T18:19:00.000-08:00

We went to our first puppy class tonight. As the other puppies began to arrive Elvis got a little nervous. There are nine other puppies of various breeds in the class. Elvis is one of the smallest dogs, so when he saw the labs he ran the other way. This was his first time to see so many dogs at one time, which is one reason I wanted him to take the class. He needs to be able to socialize with other dogs.
Elvis is such a smart puppy! He is learning to walk on a leash, sit and stay and to 'look' on command. He's a handsome, friendly little boy. He greeted everyone with a smile, except for the huge chocolate lab who barked loudly and tried to run amok the entire time. This dog a little too old for the class and is totally out of control. The instructor was trying to be diplomatic, but she obviously was distracted by him.
This 'doggie business' is still new to me, but I love it. I amazes me how many people have dogs and other animals. I can't believe it took me this long to appreciate how special a pet can be. I can't imagine not having Elvis!
Speaking of Elvis, he wants to play chase, so I'd better go wear him out so he'll sleep tonight!

Soaking up the Sun

2006-02-26T14:02:00.000-08:00

After having a bath Elvis warmed himself in a sunny spot by the kitchen window. After a rainy, damp week we were both glad to see the sunshine.

Wild Thang!!

2006-02-25T15:21:00.000-08:00

Play time with Mom....I love it when she tickles my tummy, but I REALLY love attacking her fluffy black house shoes. I hang on for dear life while she drags me around, then I pull the shoe off and run away with it.

Sharp Dressed Man

2006-02-25T15:09:00.000-08:00

Is this cape cute or what? I made it from a tan fleece fabric, edged in animal print.

Somebody Help Me !

2006-02-25T14:42:00.000-08:00

I thought Elvis might enjoy riding around in this smart looking doggie tote. The first time in he promptly tried to escape. After being encouraged with a treat he stayed put while we made a practice run around the house.
He starts his puppy class at Petco on Monday evening. Won't he look cool arriving in this sharp looking bag? I love the bright green geometric design.

Beauty Shop Dog

2006-02-18T18:06:00.000-08:00

Friday was a cloudy, dreary day. I hated to leave Elvis home alone all day, so I took him to work with me. My client who is undergoing chemo had been wanting to see him and I knew that my other clients would also enjoy meeting him. We packed up his kennel, some toys and food and off we went...to the world of hair.
Elvis loves everyone and greeted each person who walked in the door with equal enthusiasm.
One sweet lady who was visiting from Louisiana is in the beginning stages of Alzheimers. Her eyes lit up when she saw Elvis. He sat with her and her daughter in law while she was under the hair dryer.
Each person that came left with a smile on their face. Elvis just has that effect on people.

After work we stopped by a friends house. She has a male and female yorkie. I took Elvis in on his leash so he wouldn't run all over the place. Chip, the male yorkie immediately walked up to him and growled in his face. Elvis dropped to the floor in submission and yelped. Chip didn't hurt him, he just wanted to let him know who was the alpha male in that house! After that brief encounter Chip went on about his business and left Elvis alone. Live and learn, little puppy.

Pampered Pooch

2006-02-17T16:28:00.000-08:00

Look at this rotten dog making himself comfortable all snuggled up in my robe. He's on the bed so I could watch him while getting ready for work. I was just trying to keep him from pilfering any more of my....ummm, you know!

Panty Raid !!

2006-02-17T16:14:00.000-08:00

Well, the inevitable finally happened. I caught Elvis trying to make off with a pair of my unmentionables. Look at that guilt-ridden face! He wasn't willing to give them up without a fight either. I had to pry them from his teeth. Nasty little dog....naaasty!

Nice Kitty

2006-02-16T19:02:00.000-08:00

This stuffed animal is bigger than the little weinerschnitzel, but he didn't waste any time planning his attack!
Killer Macho Puppy! I had to pull him off before he ripped the poor tiger to shreds!

Yep, I'm Cute Alright!

2006-02-15T15:14:00.000-08:00

Elvis climbed up on the suitcase that I haven't put away since returning from Florida last month. He must have dragged the pj's out of it, too. Then he caught a glimpse of himself in the full length mirror. He saw my reflection and just couldn't figure it out. Luckily, my camera was close by. I love the way he blends right in with all my animal print stuff.

Well Puppy Check-Up

2006-02-15T12:14:00.000-08:00

Yikes! What's she going to do to me? Is it going to hurt? So, this is why I had to have a bath at the crack of dawn this morning!

Getting a puppy pedicure Waiting for the shot, but I didn't cry one bit.

At 2 1/2 months old I weigh 4lbs. 2oz.

Dr.Clara cleaned out my ears and checked my teeth. I have a slight overbite, but that just makes me cuter!

I'm just a happy, healthy little weenie dog.

Caught in the Act

2006-02-13T15:07:00.000-08:00

Why do puppies like to play with smelly sneakers?

Hey, anybody in there?

Justa Chewin'

2006-02-12T13:30:00.000-08:00

Look at those sharp puppy teeth! I gave Elvis this rawhide chew bone recently and he loves it.

My Private Quarters

2006-02-12T13:18:00.000-08:00

One day when Elvis was home alone he drug his teddy bear and chew toy along with this old Christmas sock into his kennel.
How cozy!

Ummm..This ain't my bed?

2006-02-12T13:02:00.000-08:00

The 'King' was sleeping in on this cold Sunday morning, so when I went to see about him he opened those big puppy eyes and looked at me as if to say ' Aw, is it time to get up already?'

What is This Thing?!

2006-02-12T12:43:00.000-08:00

Elvis wasn't too keen on being harnessed and leashed, but after a few minutes he seemed resigned to having it on. Later, we went out side for a practice run. With a little work, we should be walking all over the neighborhood by spring.

Happiness IS a Warm Puppy!

2006-02-08T16:08:00.000-08:00

Elvis is such a smart, fun little puppy dog. Every day is a new adventure. He is eager to learn and loves to play. He is learning to fetch his pink ball and play hide and seek. He also likes to burrow in a blanket and find his way out. Daschunds were once used by farmers to burrow into badger holes and kill them. He certainly tries to 'kill' his teddy bear!
When he sees us eating, he whines and jumps, begging for a bite. I'm sure he has never had people food, but he sure wants a taste. I accidentally dropped a crumb of popcorn on the floor and he jumped on it and scarfed it up!
The 'potty training' is going Ok, too. For such a young pup, he's doing pretty well.
Charlie Brown was right..... Happiness truly is a warm puppy! In the short time that he has been here, this precious little spirit has brought such joy to this house. I almost can't imagine life without him! I have always tolerated dogs, never really feeling the need to have one of my own, but Elvis has not only changed my mind, he has changed my heart.
Well, Elvis wants to have his nightly romp through the house! Whew! I'm tired, but who can resist that cute puppy face?

Exploring His World

2006-02-08T15:41:00.000-08:00

Learning to play fetch.

We spread some white sand in a low area in the back yard. Elvis loves to play in it.

This little hound dog loves to sniff and dig.
Elvis climbed up and peered over the back of the sofa, looking for me.

Nap Time

2006-02-06T18:27:00.000-08:00

All snuggled up on the sofa.

Bath Time

2006-02-05T18:48:00.000-08:00

Elvis did not enjoy his bath. These were taken before he got lathered up. We had a bit of a struggle once he was in the water. I'ts hard to take pictures while holding on to a wet, soapy puppy!

Yeah, I'm baaad!

2006-02-05T18:32:00.000-08:00

My mommy gave me this teddy bear so I wouldn't be lonely. Ha! I'm trying to rip his ear off!

What can I say? I'm the King!

2006-02-05T18:22:00.000-08:00

I rule this house, see. I have a maid and a butler. My wish is their command. Who could resist this face, anyway?

2006-02-05T18:03:00.000-08:00

The little scamp is lying on his back trying to chew underneath the sofa. What a cute , freckled tummy!

Getting a drink of water after running and playing. Check out the placemat. Very cool!

What's Happening, bro?

2006-02-05T14:28:00.000-08:00

Elvis and Marty, nose to nose. It looks like Elvis is asking Marty, 'Where in the world are we?'

We had just brought the two little guys home. They were probably wondering where the rest of their brothers and sisters were. Marty cried all the way home, but Elvis layed on my shoulder and just looked around.

This is Elvis

2006-02-05T14:18:00.000-08:00

Elvis' first night at his new home. I gave him this teddy bear so he wouldn't miss his brother, Marty too much. Marty lives with my son and his family.

Elvis is a blue dapple mini daschund. He was born Dec. 6, 2005. He probably weighs 2-3 lbs, but will grow to about 8 lbs. He is a sweet, smart little guy and I look forward to lots happy times with him.