POTD 48/365 Fancy Pheobe

Once again the kids decided to dress up Pheobe. She is Fancy Pheobe in this pretty little furry jacket. My little Wubie got one of these little furry jackets form my sister fir her birthday. Of course when we saw one at Build-a-bear we knew we had to get one for Bob (Wubie's bunny) too. Bob and Pheobe wear the same clothes. It's very economical that way. Hahaha!





















This is another photo of Fancy Pheobe.















Here is my little Wubie in her fancy little furry jacket from my sister. She got the dress from Granny for her birthday. Notice how Bob got a matching dress. We hadn't gotten the little jacket for Bob yet so he could only wear the dress. Yes, Bob is a boy bunny and he wears dresses.

*Correction: I was just told that Bob is now a girl because he wears dresses. So, we are no longer allowed to refer to him as a boy. :)

POTD 46/365 Poor Pheobe

The kids have a great time dressing poor Pheobe up. She is so patient and tolerant. She puts up with being dragged around by my little Wubie and dressed up al the time. Really, daily.

This is Pheobe as Sleeping Beauty.





















This is Pheobe as Mrs. Claus














This is Pheobe as Cinderella



And, this is little Pheobe as a girl Pirate. She refused to wear the eye patch, but was fine with the hat.

My little Wubie loves that Pheobe can dress in the same clothes as she does when she plays dress up. Though Wubie doesn't have a Mrs. Claus outfit.

I'm glad my little Wubie got Pheobe instead of Hazel, because Hazel would never stand for such shenanigans.

POTD 34/365 A New Bed for Hazel & a Missing Tooth

Hazel has decided that the top of my Expedit is her new favorite place to sleep. She is determined to be up there and loom over us. I had to move one of my jars so it wouldn't fall off and I may have to move another.



Last weekend I noticed that Hazel's mouth looked a little funny. Upon closer inspection I found that she is missing a fang. According to the paperwork from the rescue we got her from, she is 14 months old. I am fairly certain that's too old to be losing baby teeth. I am hoping she's just a late bloomer and her tooth comes in, but I'm not expecting it to. I'm pretty sure she had the tooth when we got her since she gnawed on me when I was trying to trim her nails.



She gave me a really good look at it as she was getting ready to go to sleep up on my shelves. I'm glad she's an indoor kitty and doesn't need to fend for herself and rely on those fangs to sustain her.

POTD 18/365 Impatient Pointer Sisters and a photo of MD

These are the beastly pointer sisters; Morgan and Gabby. Morgan is the liver and white and Gabby is the black and white.

They got a bath today. These dogs love thier baths. They get a lot of one on one time without the other, just getting loved in while they get clean.

After they were dry, MD decided to take them for walks. The beastly pointer sisters failed puppy school so bad that we were offered free schooling for them for life. You know your dog is a failure when the trainer offers you lifetime instruction free.

Anyway, since they are good on a leash alone, but not together, MD had to walk them seperately. I stayed home to brush each one while they waited for the other to get home. We thought it was really funny that they both stood at the front door with their noses practically touching the knob; and in they pointing stance, waiting patiently.























This is MD. She asked me to take some new photos of her this morning. We took a lot and found about a dozen we loved.

POTD 14/365

Just a photo of my big guy Gonzo all cozy in the linen closet, on the clean white towels. Cute, but now I need to rewash the towels. Darn.

POTD 12/365 Mary

This is Mary. She's old. really, really old. She is so kind and loving and just wants to snuggle all day, everyday. Mary isn't doing well, and every morning I think... well today's the day. She keeps hanging on though. Everyday we're thankful for another day with her.

POTD 11/365 Let me introduce...

Hazel.















Yes, Hazel. She is MJ's new kitty. When he saw he knew right away she was the one for him. On the way home he tells me, "Mommy, this is the most beautiful kitty in the whole world. I have to find the prettiest name for her." Then he starts listing names he thinks are pretty.

Ruby
Pearl
Violet
Opal
Rose
Scarlett
Ember

Hours later still no name actually chosen. So we start with an online list of baby names. We make it to the H's. I'm saying the names and we get to Hazel. He says, "Hazel? You know, I kind of like that." I think to myself...really?...okay.

So we proceed through the rest of the alphabet. At the end, I ask him if he has a name. Being the boy he is, he's not sure he can make the decission. He starts to stress. Decisions are really hard for him. I take his list and read him the names. He still likes Hazel the best, by far. So I say, "Well I don't think the decision is so hard to make if Hazel is your favorite name." He says, "Oh, well it is a really beautiful name, okay, her name is Hazel."

So Hazel it is. :P

Hazel is a quite camera shy. She doesn't prefer to have her photo taken, which I kind of find a little funny since MJ doesn't like to have his taken either. She hides form the camera when I take it out. I got the photo above because she was sleeping on MJ's bed when I approached her. She woke up when I started clicking, but closed her eyes tight. See the funny smile, like she's taunting me. Hmmm.

Another little project and some happy news :)

I bought an oak recipe box last spring to make an address box for my parents. See, remember those padded photo albums of the 80's that everyone made? Well, I made my mom a padded address book 25 Christmases ago. That thing is still in the drawer in my parents kitchen next to the phone. It has seen better days. The pages are falling out of it, theyve been all crossed out and erased etc. I dont even know of there are any blank spots left to write. So, it's time for a new address something, since my mom doesn't know how to use a computer and they don't even have one in the house to store addresses on.












I love how this turned out. Not too fancy, cause mom and dad wouldn't like it if it were. I use Creative Imaginations paper for it and it will look great in their house.













This is another angle, just so the sides show













This is the inside. I put some alphabet dividers and 200 4x6 cards that were trimmed to 3.5x6. I used a wonderful new trimmer form Fiskars that cut all of the cards in 4 cuts and perfectly straight.

On another note, this weekend was full of surprises.
MD and I have been looking at kitties since Molly died. Mikey hasn't been the same and our big kitty Gonzo has been depressed and trying to get Mary to play with him. At 14 she's too old and has no intrest in anything excpet snuggling and sleeping on top of the computer monitor.
Hopefully I can post photos of our newest family members tomorrow if the'll let me take a good photo.

These girls...

These

girls

are affectionately kown as my "beastly pointer sisters." They're not really beastly. They used to be, but they've been calming down quite a bit. Hmmm, I guess that's to be expected when they're almost 7 years old. I can't believe they're almost 7. Gabby is on the black and white one and Morgan is the brown and white. These girls are so sweet. They love unconditionally and would protect us to the death. They failed puppy school. They failed BAD! It was so bad, the instructor offered me free lessons for the life of my girls. He even offered to take them to a family that has a ranch so they could have room to run and maybe hunt. Nope, we decided to stick it out. I don't think it would've been fair to them to give up. People don't give up on their kids. So why would I give up on them?

My girls came from a shelter. It was a "no kill shelter' although, they were third chance pups. They had been born to a backyard breeder. That would account for the off colors and markings for Pointers. This backyard breeder took them to a quick kill shelter in Baldwin Park. Another shelter in Los Angeles took them in. Then they were there too long (less than a month) and the shelter was overcrowded, so the Irvine Shelter picked them up. That was their third chance. That's where we came in. I saw these two girls wagging their little tails and smiling at me at a whole 12 weeks old and couldn't resist. I dove right in a adopted them.

I believe everybody should give a shelter puppy or kitty a chance. They are wonderful. I'll be posting a photo of Molly, our shelter kitty soon.