Save Water - Shower with a Yorkie!

Mom's new mantra, but she forgot to run it by MEEEE first. So we had a bit of an argument. Here's how it went:

She hopped into shower holding ME and got ME all wet. She realized she forgot something in bathroom and she hopped out, leaving the shower door slightly open. Who am I to pass up an opportunity for adventure? So I took off. Ooops. She also forgot to shut the bathroom door. Double oops! AND she forgot to close the bedroom door...Triple Ooopsy-doo! So picture soggy puppy racing all over house, playing chase with nekkid wet mommy, both of us dripping water absolutely EVERYWHERE. I was having so much fun. I'd let her get within inches of me and I'd dive under the bed and come out the other side. I was laughing so hard. Silly Mommy!!

Then, she got really DESPERATE. I tell YOUUUU. She started gathering up my toys and throwing them into bathroom, one by one. What the heck....? So I came into the bedroom to see what was going on and she SLAMMED the door shut with ME inside. Then she tossed MORE toys into bathroom, actually, it was everything I owned. When I saw my blue teddy bear go flying, I felt obligated to go retrieve it. Sneaky Mommy slammed bathroom door, trapping cornered soggy puppy.

She grabbed me around the waist and we got back into the still-running shower to finish the job. I must smell pretty nice because I got a lot of loving later, even from my Aunt Margie when Mom drove over to say "hi" later.

So.....that was my Sunday. How was yours???

Love, Mary-Margaret

Let's Play "Tag"

Hee hee. I've been tagged by Opy. What a fun game. Here's how it goes:

The player of this game starts with "5 weird things/habits about yourself." Then you tag 5 friends and list their names. The furries who get tagged need to write on their blogs about their 5 weird things/habits, as well as state this rule clearly, then tag 5 more victims. Don't forget to leave your victim a comment that says "you're tagged!" in their comments and tell them to read your blog.

1. I can open sliding closet doors and sort laundry.

2. I can scare kitties REALLY good, even the ones on TV. when I bark they run away really scared!! Really, they DOOOOO!!!

3. I like to dive into trash bags before Mom puts them outside to see what valuables she's tossing away.

4. I can sleep just about anyplace, including Mom's desk top (and I snore).

5. I don't like to wait for anything, especially red traffic lights, and I hop up and down in my carseat to make the car go.

I tag - Bambi, Hula Ami Ami, Pansy, Tigersan, and Roxie Dachsie

Hee hee...isn't this just FUN????

Love, Mary-Margaret








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Co-Pilot Mary-Margaret O'Brien

Aunt Shelly asked Mom to put this photo up for you. She says I look like a little co-pilot. That's the first time I ever got to wear my new visor. Isn't it cool?

MM

PS - Egads. From this profile view I can tell I'll be visiting my stylist soon.

My Good Friend, Peanut Daniel & Grandma Update

Here is a picture of my VERY good friend, Peanut Daniel and Sugar Rose Daniel. SugarRose's mom, Daisy, is one of Peanut's housemates. I posted a big picture of all Daisy's babies on July 18th, 2006.


Peanut sent me a present, and you KNOW how much I absolutely adore presents. See? My new visor with my initials on it, and my new sunglasses with velcro straps which make it harder for me to shake off, but I still manage because I am very good at getting undressed. :o)

Peanut also sent me some really yummy doggie biscuits and some rawhide chewies. She is everly so kind to think of me and to ask her mom, Shelly, to help her glue the sparklies on my new glasses.

Thank you, Auntie Shelly. You are the BEST!!!

My Grandma update: Mom talked to her this morning and said she sounds just like her old self. Well, I don't mean "old" self, but self that she was before that chair stuck it's leg out and made her trip. Mom was going to go see her today but my Uncle Greg is there, and then my Uncle Michael will be there. So Mom says she'll go next week when it's not so busy and when the kitchen floor isn't flooded. She's already called the plumber (that's another story we'll get into later, ok?). My Aunt Margie said she'll babysit me so Mom can go visit on Wednesday if it's ok with Grandma.

Love, Mary-Margaret

Update on my Grandma

My grandpa, who is almost 86, says that Grandma will have an operation today and the doctor is putting in a steel rod and ball. They tucked him into a chair last night in her room, with a blankie and a pillow. This morning the doctor told him to write "yes" on the leg they are operating on. That's probably a good idea so they won't fix the wrong one by accident. He is helping as much as he can and says he's not leaving until they throw him out. Mom says he sounds really scared and she asked him if she could come sit with him, but he says he just wants to be alone with Grandma right now.

Grandma and Grandpa have been married for 66 years. They're pretty used to being around each other. Mom says he's in his "chicken soup mode", which means he's operating on automatic pilot taking care of Grandma. When Grandma isn't feeling well, he'd cook her chicken soup from scratch. They take really good care of each other and always go places together.

I will keep you posted. Yorkie Prayers really help a lot. The Dachsies are praying today, too.

Thank you, everybody.

Mary-Margaret

About my Grandma

My grandma fell in the beauty shop this morning and is having an operation on her hip tomorrow. Mom's pretty sad and worried about her, and she is especially sorry that we live so far away. My grandma is pretty spunky and really a good friend of mine. We were going to visit yesterday but stuff just happened (like the refrigerator) so we had to stay home. Me and Mom are going to be saying prayers for Grandma, and maybe we can go visit her next week. I hope so.

G'night, everybody

Love, Mary-Margaret

The Yorkie Man, the Compressor & Puppy School

The SEARS guy finally gets to my house at 3:30PM....without a compressor. My mom gets a bit pink, says a couple of magic words which I won't repeat and says "WHY WOULD YOU COME TO FIX MY REFRIGERATOR WITHOUT A COMPRESSOR"?? He tells her it's because HE didn't decide it needed a compressor and those are too bulky to carry around all day.

I tried to be friendly to him because he DID say he had a Yorkie named "Toby" so I figured he must be ok, but Mom was having none of that. She insisted on holding me the whole time he was there. So I didn't get to hide any of his tools like I do with Bob.

After a bit, Mr. Hotshot repair guy finally says "It's the compressor", and puts in an order. He tells Mom she might get it by Monday next week, and he can't schedule a return trip to repair the thing until the compressor is delivered to our house. Mom gets on the phone with Sears Repair Center (which is NOT an answering service like Mr. Hotshot said), and they told her they would send it priority overnight. If all goes well, it should be here tomorrow or Saturday. He also told Mom that she and everone should own TWO refrigerators. "Why?", she asked? "Because if one goes out, you'll have another", he said.

So that's how I got to go to Puppy School today. See? Things work out when you least expect them to. Mom was so mad at SEARS she called Sonia and said she was going to take me to Puppy School to "put things into perspective". And after Puppy School, we bought an ice chest and two huge bags of ice.

It'll all work out, I'm sure.

Love, Mary-Margaret

Here's Me Being...Like... BORED!!!

We had to go to work early early early today because of the Sears repairmain coming (quote) "between one and five o'clock". It's now 3:15PM and he's still not here. Wanna bet he shows up AFTER five?? Hey....I didn't fall off the turnip truck yesterday, ya know!!

Anyway...to explain the picture...there's only so many ways to sleep in a foam doggie bed. Here, you see me in the "one foot in the bed, whole body on the floor, belly up" pose. It's one I made up all by myself. And wouldn't you just know it? Mom had to have a picture. I work very diligently at entertaining myself at the office. I'll have to think about my next position very carefully if I want to be unique.

Love,

Mary-Margaret

I'm just a latch-key kid!

Mom's "teeth" fell out twice today and the dentist doesn't let me go to his office unless there's hardly anyone there. So I stayed home. All by my poooooooooooor little self. Woe is me. Alas...alack! Whatever will become of me......! (Did I get to you yet??)

I'm just teasing. I got to stay home because Mom's temps came unglued, not her teeth. She's just getting veneers for cozmetik (?) reasons. But I think it's funny. She gets all embarrassed. And I really don't MIND being left by myself. There's ever so much to look at. I've pretty much covered the down stairs. Next, I'll do the bedrooms. (hee hee) Unfortunately for me, she pretty much locks up whatever might hurt me. Which means all the fun stuff. So I nap in my hidey-place on the bottom shelf of the TV cabinet in the bedroom.

I made sure I left her a "token of my esteem" to see when she got home. She DID deserve something, I thought!

(I'm such a bad doggie...LOL)

Mary-Margaret

PS - The refrigerator stopped working again so Bob the repair guy came back to play with me. OK...I mean to fix it, but I wanted to play. He says it's the COMPRESSOR and it's under warranty, so Sears is coming out tomorrow. I hope they bring a tool box for me. Good thing Mom hadn't done her grocery shopping yet. And she learned how to dispose of melted popsicles from last time. :o)

YEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

Mom SCARED me. OK..Maybe I was kinda pushing my luck, but geez LOUUUUEEEEZE. I go out in the back yard, piddle about for a bit and then start my in-depth sniff-a-thon. After a few minutes (and let me tell YOUUU I really need more time at this), Mom calls. "Time to come in, Mary-Margaret!". But I'm not ready. I don't even look at her. She calls a few more times and I ignore her. So she slams the screen door shut, goes out into the garage and I DO NOT want to be left, so I race into the house.

Only this morning, she slams the screen shut, goes to the garage door, opens it, and then hides behind the fridge. I race into the house through my very own doggie door, and just as I'm rounding the corner where the fridge is, she jumps out and says "BOO!"

[gasp] I just about fell on my tushy and jumped back maybe 3 feet. YEEEEEK! I've learned that she's not one to be toyed with. I tried to get even by tromping on her clean laundry with my wet, soggy feet, but she outsmarted me and moved it up high.

Have a good day...

Mary-Margaret

Shower Snorfels

I swear I can't do ANYTHING without someone saying "Mary-Margaret? What are you doing?". This time I figured maybe she wouldn't look here where I am, but darn it!! She found me. I guess when someone is trying to remove a drain cover in a shower it can get a bit noisy.

(sigh)

Mary-Margaret

My Friend, Abbey Mia

I think she's absolutely beautiful. This is how I wish I could look, but I don't. See how neat she keeps her hair and her bow? And how long and lady-like her hair is? She's like my role model. Maybe some day I'll look like her if I am very good and eat my vegetables. Right now, I like to explore, roll in the grass, and root through trash bags full of bird cage bottom stuff. Mom always says "Eeeyeeewww, Mary-Margaret!", but I think it's pretty cool.

Maybe some day Abbey Mia can come to my house and we could ransack...er...I mean explore things together?

Mary-Margaret O'Brien

The Highs and Lows of my Life

The Highs: Last week, Star (my best friend besides Sarabi) got me and her matching collars. They are pink with faux diamonds. It's way cool. And I layer my wardrobe because that's so stylish these days. So I wear TWO collars. A dark pink one, and my new one from Star. Also, getting my very own "pouch" so me and Auntie Leslie can send stuff back and forth to each other, and getting oodles of boxes just for shredding. It was a very good week last week.

The Lows: FINALLY getting Mom to take me to Saturday Puppy School after weeks of not going (she says I'm too grown up for that now) and getting there and finding a NOTE on the gate saying Saturdays are now from 8:00AM to 9:00AM instead of 4:00PM to 5:00PM. Miss Megan was in the back with April, a crabby Bichon Frise, and I was crying so hard from disappointment that she held me for just a moment. I sobbed all the way back into town until we got to Mary Shaima's office. Then she gave me lots of love. But still, I was absolutely SOOO sad about missing Puppy School.

Oh, and also Miss Letty and Dr. Hill sold their practice to Dr. Bach. Which is ok because I love her and Dr. Kaylor and Dr. Verreault ever so much, but I will miss Miss Letty terribly. I didn't even get a chance to kiss her goodbye. If she reads this I want her to know how very special she was to me. I will always have a warm place in my little heart reserved just for her.

What I remember most about Miss Letty: She had a laugh that made everybody laugh along with her. And she had a way of making each pup feel like they were her favorite. She always knew when someone needed some special attention. And she also had a way about her so that if a pup was misbehaving she could set it straight without humiliation. Of course, I NEVER misbehaved so I only speak from observation, not experience. (coff coff) Miss Leticia was like a burst of sunlight and happiness whenever she was around. I know we'll all miss her. My Mom says she will miss her, too.

So here's me keeping close to Mom and sleeping on her desk while she plays bridge. It's just a thing we do at night before bedtime. I just love my Mom so very much. She knows how to balance the highs and the lows better than anyone I know.

Kisses to all, Mary-Margaret

Project Box Shred - almost complete!!

I have only a few boxes left. Already I'm down to two or three boxes and then I'll be DONE! Boy, will Auntie Leslie have a surprise in HER pouch next week! (hee hee hee)


Oh yeah. Check out Mom's office. I'm pretty thorough, don't you think??

Love, Mary-Margaret 

I love my pouch! I love my Leslie!

Pouches have been pretty boring lately. I look, I sniff, I sigh. But today Mom says "OH, LOOOOOK, Mary-Margaret!". And here is my very own white zippered pouch with my OWN name and E-050 on the flip card and it's from my Auntie Leslie with "xxoo" from E-041. Mom opens it up and it's...OHMYGAWSH....boxes. Big boxes...little boxes...flat boxes. Tons of boxes. Empty boxes. Just the way I like them. She told Mom that she read my blog about artfully shredding a box and just KNEW I would really enjoy this. Well, she's right. OHHH, I AM IN Absolute HEAVEN, I tell you.

I had a field day, I tell you. And Auntie Leslie is going to be so proud of me. Mom says I can send her back all my handiwork as soon as I'm done. Did I mention that I'm an artiste?

Love and Hollywood air kisses....

Mary-Margaret

The Phone - Conclusion

Remember when our phone wasn't ringing but we could call out? And the phone company said it was Mom's equipment? And that just didn't make sense? Well, guess what!!! Mom got a call from the repairman last week and the phone actually rang. She asked him where he was, and you know what he said? He was about a mile or so away in someplace that has a "phone card" and the ring part of the phone card wasn't working so he put a new one in. Three weeks of the phone people saying it's in our equipment and no calls can come in. And see how it turns out?

This is the Mary-Margaret News Network (or MMNN) saying "Good night and God Bless!"

Such simple pleasures

Oh, I can't tell you how MUCH I love to sniff. Bushes, grass, fences, dog bottoms, feet, shoes, wastebaskets. This morning, I even sniffed the side slope.

Cats...like really RUDE trespassing cats....keep crossing MY back yard. I'm becoming a very good cat chaser. I'm very proud of myself, and Mom is, too. I caught a cat using our planter as a litter box and chased him off before he had a chance to use the "Charmin". That'll teach him.

DogBlog TV

Me and Mom just found this site. DogBlog TV Take a look for yourself. Now THIS is important stuff. REALLY it is!

Mary-Margaret

Me 'n Anthony

Here I am. Doing what I love best. Giving kisses and hugs. Just in case you wondered what I like best about working. This is Anthony, and he's the son of the lady across the hall. Too bad he already has a girlfriend.
Kitty just got her black belt in Tae Kwan Do so I'm not going to fight her for him. But I DOOOO love him. Sorry I'm such a blur up there but I really get into the "licking" part of our relationship! :o)
Awww...well, I just can't hide my feelings. And now the whole world will know how I am about Anthony. Kitty....(how ironic THAT should be the name of my rival!)...will understand, I'm sure. To be honest, I really like her, too! Even if she IS named "Kitty".

Love, Mary-Margaret

I LOVE My Job & Hate to Leave

I really didn't want to go. It was so nice just sitting there in the parking lot with the breeze bringing all kinds of nifty smells my way.
Fine. You pull one way, I'll pull back even harder. You are NOT the boss of me!
This one was just before Mom scooped me up and plopped me into my carseat. I tell YOUUUU, I can be just as stubborn as she can. She says I threw her back out. Well, that's not MY fault. She shoulda just let me sit there and sniff. I was perfectly happy.

Mary-Margaret