Poppy's new Aire-cut.

Hello everydog, kitty, hammie and hooman! It's me, Poppy. On Saturday, I got to go for a ride in the Aire-mobile. Usually, as I ride in the Aire-mobile, I can figure out where we are going, but this time was different. We went to someplace I had never been to before. I got to go to a brand new PetCo for my summer Aire-cut. The lady who groomed me was very nice, but all the times I was lifted on and off the grooming table made my muscles very sore. Mom says if I would learn to hold still when being lifted, that wouldn't happen, but I flail my leggies all over the place so my arthur-itis acts up the next day. Now that 2 days have gone by, I am feeling much better, but I am still a little sore. Mom has been putting the heating pad on me and that sure feels good. I stand completely still for 10 minutes at a time. Mom says she can tell I like it, because I usually don't stand still for 10 SECONDS...never mind 10 MINUTES!

The verdict is finally in on whether I was just fluffy or fat. It seems that I didn't have as much excess hair as Mom thought. When the nice lady brought me out to her, she freaked out! I am a pudgy pooch, porky pup, pleasingly plump or just plain fat! Now I am on a very strict diet...yes, I said D-I-E-T! My food and treats have been cut in half. That is just soooo not fair...especially since Princes Patches gets EXTRA food and treats! Mom and Dad are hoping that Patches and I will rip and tear around the yard, once my soreness goes away. It looks like that might actually happen since we have been playing together inside the house!

Patches is doing great and starting to gain a little weight. Her ribs aren't so obvious anymore and this red collar is the third one she has had on in a week. The first one she wore was borrowed from Ezzy Rider because the collar our mom took to pick her up with was way too big. Next, Dad put a black one on her, but with my new Aire-cut, he had a hard time telling us apart in the dark. Of course, he wouldn't have had that problem if he could see our hind quarters or if he reached down to touch us! Now, Penny's collar is blue, mine is black and Patches' is red. Now, even the neighbors should be able to tell us apart.

This is Patches licking the last smell out of her food bowl. She eats at the speed of lightning and then keeps licking the bowl. I think she thinks that if she licks it long enough, more food will magically appear! Penny and I think she is getting preferrential treatment! She gets more food than we do and she sleeps on the guest bed. Who told her she could do THAT? Oh, well, at least Penny and I still get the run of the house when Mom and Dad go somewhere! Princess Patches still has to stay in her crate while they're gone!

See you next time, everybody! We're headed out to the backyard to chase some squirrels!

Aire-hugs,

Poppy, Penny & Patches