2 schnauzers, 1 blog

Cheese and crackers on the lawn

Bertie: It's a be-uu-tiful day today, perfect for a bit of double cream brie and oliver bread on the lawn.

Oliver: And some bubbly water...

Oliver: Nearly got it...

 

Bertie: If I stick my tongue out right now it's mine!

Merry Christmas

Bertie: Let's hope Santa Paws comes to me. I've been a very good boy.

Oliver: And me!

Bertie: Not so good.

Oliver: But I get extra points for it being my birthday.

 

Bertie: Merry Christmas from us!

Oliver: And Happy Birthday to me!

That Sasha again

Oliver: That Sasha came around again.

Bertie: She has too much energy. She bit me on the leg.

Oliver: She got me by the beard!

Bertie: Ok, you win.

Oliver: And she's so fast, I barely see her before she strikes.

Bertie: Asleep; she is Mild Mannered Puppy. Awake; she is the Biting Blur.

Oliver: I remember when I could move fast enough to be a Blur...

Lunch to go

Oliver: Someone made me a packed lunch today.

Bertie: I heard a rumour that the roll was not for you.

Oliver: Well, I don't know how I would know that.

Bertie: It was on the Crumpler bag on the couch. Your food is normally in your bowl.

Oliver: Also, any food left unattended. I did so love my packed lunch. It was a crusty white roll filled with a soft curd goat's cheese.

Bertie: You didn't give any to me.

Oliver: It made me all smiley.

 

Joint Birthday

Bertie: We had a small birthday party celebration on Sunday, which I had to share with you.

Oliver: You mean I'm not getting another party on my birthday? I was counting on another cake.

Bertie: You were born on Christmas Day. Everyone will be busy.

Oliver: I don't need the party. They can just leave the cake.

Bertie: ANYWAY, we got Happy Birthday Cookies from Sasha, and the most boot-iful cake.

Oliver: Yummers!

Bertie: And the cake was extra yummers. But we didn't blow out the candles, because beards and naked flames don't mix.

Bertie: The cake was turkey mince and vegetables, with mashed potato frosting.

Oliver: I did like that frosting.

Sasha blabs on

Bertie: I forgot to say, she also has her own blog.

Oliver: But if she says anything about being cuter than me, don't believe her.

Sasha

Bertie: So Elizabeth did a very rude thing. She thought we were so cute she decided to get a puppy of her own.

Oliver: I don't know why she just couldn't save up her pats and huggers for us.

Bertie: Oh, we'll still get those, but now she gets puppy snuggles whenever she wants, rather than waiting until she sees us.

Oliver: I'm not sure about this.

Bertie: Well, we had a party for her on Sunday, and everyone paid us a lot of attention, but Sasha still got most of it.

Oliver: I repeat, I'm not sure about this.

Bertie: Now you know how I feel. This is like you arriving all over again.

Oliver: Except I liked it when I arrived.

Bertie: Anyway, she's very small at the moment and not very interesting.

Oliver: I find her fascinating. Was I ever that small?

Bertie: Yep. And just as annoying. But another schnauzer came which was mucho fun. Her name is Gertie and she can do cool tricks. I hope we get to see her again soon. (Maybe she can teach me that Wonder Twins trick - I'm going to need all the tricks I can get to compete with Sasha)

Here we all are on the couch...

Bertie: And when it was all over we had dinner together.

Oliver: Oh yes. And Sasha Greedy Guts tried to eat my dinner after she finished hers! I growled so hard, no one gets my dinner!

It's mah birthday...

Bertie: ...so why do I have to wear this party hat?

Oliver: I think I've got mine off. Hey, it's gone dark!

Bertie: oooh, cheese. Just what I wanted!

Oliver: Can I share?

Bertie: There is a law against sharing Birthday Cheese. Sorry, I would if I could. But I can't.

Basic Truth

Bertie: This is from LOL Dogs. It sums everything up perfectly, I think.