Thursday was 4 years since Mom and Dad rescued Molly-dolly. So we celebrated her 10th “birthday” the way we celebrate all birthdays – with a party!
Do you see that ALL of us – me, Molly, AND Macy – were there?! Usually one of the girls is in the bedroom while the other has free range of the house and they switch back and forth all day long. Macy and Molly spent the last week hanging out together and we have been able to be one big family.
I just got done chasing a tiny orange that fell off our orange tree and then doing citrus-induced zoomies. I ran and ran and ran!
Then, Mom and Dad played volleyball/Macy-in-the-middle with Macy and she did zoomies!
Finally, Molly went out and played Protect-the-Yard. She takes her job pretty serious and has no time to “play” when the sun’s all but set. That’s when the critters start to come out and she does her first round of maneuvers for the night.
None of us had ever been to one before so we were a bit nervous. Mom was a wreck because Molly spent 5 months in the pound and because I’m always so afraid of being dropped off the way I was when she found me. Everyone figured Macy would have a great time because she’s a doofus.
I alternated being kenneled with Macy and Molly. We chose not to play with other dogs because there was just so much stuff to smell and look at on our own.
We’ve been exhausted ever since we got home.
Quality Z’s are being had.
It wasn’t bad but I hope we don’t have to go back anytime soon.
Ok, friends. Last time I was here I told you about the intruder. We all thought a 2nd intruder would make things better. Guess what? We were wrong! Now Mom has been walking around with 2 of them!
Meet Marshmallow Peep – he’s the tiny one that hatched 3 days ago. Peep-ette is 12 days old now.
An egg hatched between Peep-ette and Marshmallow Peep, and then after Marshmallow Peep, but both babies didn’t make it.
12 eggs to go *facepaw*
The good news is that I’m on Mom’s lap right now. We took a nap and I woke up trembling. I can’t explain to her what happened but she’s been holding me for about 30 mins now.
I’m out of sorts. That makes Mom worry.
Anywho, I’m gonna go enjoy some alone time with Mom. Be safe this holiday weekend!
An intruder has shown up. Inside my very own home. It’s a small intruder but their presence is MIGHTY…
It goes by the name of Peep-ette.
4 days old
Peep-ette is a golden pheasant that hatched at our house on May 14th. I know you’re thinking, Oh, Noodle! How cute is it?!
WRONG! It is NOT cute. It is an attention hog and it has stolen my Mom.
MY. MOM!
I am extremely displeased with Peep-ette.
Mom: Noodle, we talked about this.
Noodle: No, Mom. YOU talked about this. I had no say in the matter.
Mom: Peep-ette is all alone in this world. None of her clutch-mates have hatched yet.Don’t you think that’s pretty lonely?
Noodle: *sigh* Well, yeah but the couch is lonely without you so now I’ve been spending a lot of time in my crate. That’s how sad I am.
Mom: Soon Peep-ette will have a brother or sister to snuggle with and I’ll be able to snuggle with my best boy all the time.
I need that to happen yesterday! I even tried eating Peep-ette. Mom didn’t let that happen. Not even close. AND I got a bop on the nose.
This is my super displeased face that I use when I look at Peep-ette:
You know who doesn’t mind Peep-ette? Macy! In fact, I think Macy wants to be her mama. Yuck….
“Mom, can I hold Peep-ette?”
Mom keeps Peep-ette tucked in safe:
Usually Peep-ette’s head is all the way down in Mom’s shirt and Mom keeps her hand over him/her just in case. Peep-ette just sleeps and sleeps and sleeps. On my Mom.
MY. MOM!
The sharing of Mom never stops in this house and I will never be okay with it. She was mine first you know!
Anywho, there are 14 more eggs in the incubator. One hatched yesterday but died shortly after the egg broke open. Mom and Dad said that’s to be expected and will more than likely happen to some of the remaining eggs. Hopefully one will hatch soon so Peep-ette will stop stealing my Mom.
Here’s a picture of the 3 adults we have:
The males are the super colorful ones. We used to have 2 females but one dug out and flew away. Mom and Dad are trying to find another one so the other male can have a wifey too.
You know what another wifey means? More eggs. You know what more eggs mean? More Peep-ettes! You know what more Peep-ettes mean? MORE LITTLE MOM STEALERS!
Man, I have done a LOT of sleeping this weekend. Molly, too. We’re still getting used to our new medication so most of our weekend looked like this:
And this…
Everything has felt really weird this weekend. Like, the world is moving in slow motion. Mom said I’m stoned. Does that mean I’m turning into a rock? I don’t want to be a rock!!! I want to live!!! Moooooooooommmmmmmm!!!
Mom: Noodle, calm down. That’s not what that means.
What does it mean then?!?!
Mom: It means your medicine is making you feel funny.
Oooooohhhhh! Then I am REALLY, REALLY stoned! Is that why I keep staring off into space?
Mom: Exactly why.
Hmmmm….I see.
Well, on the good side, no storms came through this weekend to test the medicine – thank dog! I’m not ready to test it. I spent a lot of time in Mom’s arms just in case.
Speaking of Mom, as everyone knows, it’s Mother’s Day. We all worked really hard on Mom’s gift this year. Ready to see it???
It’s an armadillo purse! BOL! BOL! BOL!
Dad told Mom that Macy caught it, Molly scared it out of it’s skin, I sewed it all together, and then Macy chewed the ears. Truth be told, he got it at the flea market but shhh.. it’s a secret!
Dad really thought Mom would use it but she said no way because #1: just no, and #2: someone will throw red paint at her. I don’t know why someone would throw red paint at her but that’s what she said would happen.
Oh well. We all got a laugh out of it.
Happy Mother’s Day to all of the Mom’s that love us to pieces. Especially my Mom ❤
Hi, friends! I’m back from the dog-tur and I have good news to report:
You all thought we were going just for my anxiety but Mom was keeping a secret – I have a lump where my ribs meet near my tummy button. Well, it turns out it’s just a fatty tumor! Yay for fat (this time)!
For my anxiety, the dog-tur put me on happy pills. I have to take them everyday so that it makes my anxiety go away. Mom says the medicine is called Trazadone. We have had that prescription for Molly since 2016 but we never knew that it works best when given every day, not as a situational medicine. Now both of us are taking it regularly – at least throughout the summer for the rainy season.
The dog-tur said it would cause sedation the first few doses and he was right. I feel like a zombie. Mom said I’m flat which I don’t understand because I’m definitely still the same shape I was this morning. I just feel very….tired. I didn’t even do my dinner dance.
Mom said if this helps my car anxiety, she will be so excited because she’ll be able to take me more places. I like places. I just don’t like going to places. I think it would be nice to enjoy a car ride. I see how Macy looks out the window and has fun. Maybe one day I can do that too.
I hope everyone has a great weekend. I’m gonna go snuggle with my Mom now. Hopefully I will wake up tomorrow feeling refreshed.
Hi, everyone! Mom and I wanted to let everyone know my spark is back! It came back yesterday morning. I’ve been playing with Macy, doing zoomies, and NOT doing any shaking!
Macy has actually become a lot of fun. We do lots of playing these days and I even stay put when she lays near me. I know Mom will blab my secret if I don’t tell you myself so, let it be known that sometimes I actually lay down near Macy on purpose.
She’s growing up and reminding us all of Khia more and more. I bet Khia whispers in her ear at night telling her the things to do that will make us happy.
Anywho, I hope everyone is having a great week. I’ll be sure to stop by on Friday with an update from the dog-tur!
