Doggie Style S&M

I have a feeling I'm going to regret the title of this post as my most often searched post is titled Doggie Porn. So FREAKAZOIDS please pass on by! This is a sweet dog blog. Now before you can say "fifty shades of black and mahogany"....

By continuing to read this post, you are certifying that you are over 18 in dog years!

 After reading a post wherein the ever handsome Mango has a chat with his Momma, I was amused thinking about the way our beloved creatures communicate with us. Anyone who doesn't believe animals communicate has never lived with one! As luck would have it, I had a hilarious exchange with Mabel and just had to share it!

Our yard is a MESS! All the lumber from our old fences are in various piles and Mabel Lou is down to two 10 square foot areas, one of which I don't water to save money.  There is lumber and nails EVERYWHERE. Every morning, I get out there before it gets too hot and rip nails out of lumber and move what I can to the front yard, trying to free up some backyard area for Mabel.

I have to prop open two self locking gates on the side of the house to do this. As Miss Mabel has not made a run for it since her puppy days, I wasn't really worried about her. I was nearing the end of a pile of lumber and trash  when I realized there were some recyclables in the pile. It was trash day and my trash bins were on the street on the other end of my weird, triangular property.  On the way back from the trash barrels, I was shocked to see Mabel in the front yard!

I yelled at her so loud, neighbors a block away noticed! "GET IN THE BACK YARD!"

She stood there, watching me, unfazed.

"GET IN THE AIRLOCK AND IN THE BACK YARD!"

Again, no reaction. I was walking quickly toward her and only when I was in touching distance, did she make any effort to go back through the gates.

With a stern voice I said, "Does somebody want a butt spank this early in the morning???"

Mabel continue walking but wagged her tail!

"Oh, clearly someone does want her butt spanked!"

She shoots me what I can only describe as a come hither glance and the tail goes higher and wags even more!

I grabbed her under her belly with my left hand, rear back with my right and place it oh so gently on her right flank followed by lots of playful pats and belly rubs (This is a "game" we have played her whole life.)

I hugged and kissed her and told what a naughty girl she was.

When she was satiated, I had to laugh... someone in this household clearly has a skewed idea of crime and punishment!

You Know We Love Ducks 'round Here!

...so we just had to share:

Checking on Her Stash

Whachaupto Mabel Lou???

As soon as the tree came down, Mabel Lou came out and had to inspect EVERYTHING!

 She snooped ...

... and sniffed

 ... and inspected every inch behind the shrub. She did this repeatedly; still does it every day over a week later!

It took me a while to figure out... she must have goodies buried back there. And... as luck would have it, our current Baby doll went MIA about a week before the tree came down.

For those of you unfamiliar with Baby... When Miss Lou is being particularly stingy with her loving, I start yelling for "Baby." I tell Baby ( the stuffie du jour) all about how mean Mabel is and how Mabel won't kiss me and Mabel won't cuddle me and Mabel won't let me rub her tums. I will kiss and hug and cuddle and rub Baby's tum. But eventually, I push it too far and ask Baby if she wants to go to the creek and leave Mabel at home... and shortly thereafter, Baby either dies a tragic death or "disappears." (I feel like I'm living with a Mafioso sometimes!) Here's a link to the rather funny beginning of the Baby Game!

Anyway, I'm pretty sure Baby is buried around the stump of that tree based on the way the girl is acting.  Time to up the ante and find a shovel!

The Tree I Didn't Know I Had

I somehow thought I had mentioned here about my tree situation but apparently I haven't and... it's a precursor to the post I originally intended to write this morning.

In the process of tearing down the old fence, Chloe's dad found a huge palm tree leaning on the fence! How does one not know they have a HUGE tree??? Well, being short and looking up at tall shrubbery helps!

But take a few steps back and there are clearly palm leaves coming out of the top!

I would stand there and enjoy my tall yellow bird of paradise and the really tall shrub and simply never noticed those palm leaves!

But, go around the shrub and it's evident that the tree needed to come down.

Yet another unexpected expense... have I mentioned my a/c has been out and Mabel and I have been "camping" in the living room on hot nights with borrowed fans from our hiking buddy and our French doors wide open??? August has been a trying month!

I got a few references and was appalled at the cost for what all contractors deemed "an hour of work." Wish I could get paid that well! I tried a few tree farms that often remove grown trees for free. But it turns out that this is just a common Mexican palm that will grow in the crack of a sidewalk. So I had to buck up and pay for the removal of the tree... which cause quite a disturbance in the force household.

But... you'll have to wait til tomorrow to see those pics! 

Furiends on a Hot Day

It's so hot, and Miss Chloe will NOT come in the slightly cooler house! So I ply the pups with Frosty Paws in the afternoon! Chloe had never had any but LOVES it!

Mabel prefers to stand and eat hers!

When the girls are all done, Mabel "clears the dishes!" Yep, she picks up both containers and brings them inside! (I'm certain she's hoping Chloe left a few licks in hers! And Miss Lou wants to protect the dregs of her own container from the tongue of Chloe! She's figured out that Chloe will not come inside!)