A Perfect Sunday

So mom got out this thing called a hammock last weekend. I was like, what is this thing? It's pretty big and takes up a big portion of the yard so I don't really care for it. Plus it moves. If it moves, it must be alive! However she seems to like it and after today, I know why. Late this afternoon mom came outside and proceeded to read her book while lounging in the hammock. Of course, I had to investigate this thing. I came closer and closer trying to figure out what this thing was. Just needed to make sure it wasn't going to hurt my mom. Mom kept trying to get me to jump on the thing and I was like, no way! Then all of a sudden, mom scooped me up and put me in the hammock. Whoa! I thought I was going to slide right out of it at first, but then I decided to calm down and relax. Next thing you know, I'm snoozing away, lulled by the slow swing of the hammock. What a perfect Sunday. I can't think of a better way to spend a Sunday than taking a afternoon nap in the hammock with mom. Is it Sunday again yet?

Dog Days of Summer

It's such a hot and lazy Sunday there's just not much I can or want to do. I love being outdoors, but it's too hot for a delicate flower like me. But I think I found a solution. I dug myself a hole under the shade of my favorite tree. Now I have a great cool napping place!

Just Call Me…Lucy Grace, Model Extraordinaire

So mom got a new camera and after a couple of weeks finally decided to take it out the box! So here I am trying to relax and enjoy a sunny Sunday afternoon on the back of my favorite chair. Meanwhile, Mom is click, click, clicking all around me. It’s like having the paparazzi right in my own home! It sure is tough to be so popular and so cute. I mean I know I’m irresistible, but come on. Give a hound some peace. This hounddogger just wants to snooze the Sunday away.

But hey, I do look good don’t I? I guess I have to admit Sir Chadwick doesn’t look so bad himself.

My Name Is Lucy Grace

Hi! I’m Lucy Grace and I’ve decided to take over the hounddogger blog. I mean it’s not like Sir Chadwick is really doing any postings anyway. Plus he’s a bit of a grump. I mean Princess Abby, was a smart hound and she wanted to impart her hound wisdom on to the rest of the world. All Chadwick really did was complain anyway. So, in order to stay true to Miss Abby’s vision, I’m taking over.

So let me tell you a little about myself. I’m one cute hound. I’m petite, funny and I’ve got style. I’ve got little freckles on my snout and am rather funny if I do say so myself. One of my favorite things to do is to toy with Sir Chadwick. I have so much fun annoying him all day. But I do love him. He’s kind of charming in his own way.

So I’ll post some more pics of myself soon and then I’ll get this blog back up and running. I know there are lots of hounds out there that need my (and Miss Abby’s) help.

So Dear Abby, don’t fear. Your blog is in good hands.

I look forward to hearing from you all!

You Call This a Christmas Present?!

So here I've been lounging around between my two beds in the living room and my two beds in the bedroom, just loving life. Now don't get me wrong, I loved the Princess and I miss hear dearly, but I've really enjoyed being the only dog in the household. I truly am the king of this castle!

I was really looking forward to Christmas. With only one dog in the house, imagine the presents Santa would bring me and they'd all be mine, all mine. I wouldn't have to share them with anyone.

So imagine my surprise when in walks mom with this thing, this highly energetic hound thing on Christmas Eve! I mean that was certainly not on my list to Santa! After months of peace and quiet I was really starting to enjoy the solitude. But I guess those days are over. We now have this thing called Lucy Grace living with us. Now y'all know I'm blind so I can't really tell you what she looks like, but from all the ooohhhhs and aaahhhs I hear from the visitors, I'm assuming she's kind of cute. The one thing I do know is she is energetic. I mean this thing runs around the house like a mad dog! She's just crazy. She won't give me any peace. She wants to play all the time. She doesn't like to take naps and lounge around all afternoon. She wants to run, jump and chase me around. I've never heard a hound dog move so fast. She can even jump on mom's bed all by herself. I hear people calling her a basset hound, but she's not like any other basset I've been around. I hear mom joking that she thinks she might be part jack rabbit and I have to agree. I think mom's on to something here.

So my days of peace and quiet are gone. I'm back to having to share my beds, my treats and my food with some other beast. Where did I go wrong?

But I have to admit, sometimes it's nice to have her around when mom's gone for long periods of time. I figure she's still young and trainable. I'll just have to teach her all my hound dog tricks, pass along some of Abby's hound dog wisdom and in a few months, she'll be taking my lead and following my rules!

Yours Truly,
Sir Chadwick

What’s up with the bath?

Are you one of those crazy hounds that actually likes bathes? I just don’t get it. I mean I love the brushing after, but the bathe itself, no it’s not for me. The water’s always too cold or too hot, the soap always smells girlie. Does mom really think I want to smell like lavender moonlit nights or cherry blossoms? How about something a little studlier, like Bacon or Brawny Musk? Plus I’ve got a lot of hair so it takes me a really, long time; I mean really long time, to dry. And of course, there’s a “no wet dogs on the couch” rule. There’s also a “no wet dogs in the bed,” even my own bed! There’s a “no wet dogs on the hardwood floors rule!” Where’s a hounddogger supposed to sleep? I don’t know about you but baths make me tired. Where am I supposed to nap after my bath? Am I really expected to rest on the cold tile floor? That’s just barbaric I tell you.

Maybe we’ll have to start calling these Sir Chadwick’s rants!

She’s Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!

OMG, today’s the day. Today’s the day she’s coming to get me. She’s going to be taking me back home! My tail just won’t stop wagging!

Okay she’s coming back today. I’m so excited. I can’t wait to get back to MY house and sleep in MY bed and eat MY food. They actually gave me a shot while I was here! Now that was not on the agenda. It’s bad enough being away from home, without having to get stuck in the butt with a needle!

But she’s back today and I can’t wait to see her. I know I was going to try the pout and mope method, but I don’t know if I’ll be able to hide my excitement. I’m not sure my acting skills are as good as the Princess'. Plus that’s one of the differences between people and hounds. See we forgive and forget so easily. We don’t hold grudges. We say what’s on our mind, no holding back. So, I’ll bitch at her a little bit and then I’ll curl up next to her on the couch so she’ll know how much I missed her.

So my advice to all you hounds out there. Be true to yourself. Don’t play games. Just let your peeps know how much you love and appreciate them. Life’s just too short to not let each other know how we truly feel.

Live and Love
Sir Chadwick