Sadie and I can frequently be found on the floor in front of the fireplace, soaking up the warmth.  On the other hand, Sunny and Molly have never shown any interest in hanging out by the fireplace—until recently.  Yesterday, all of a sudden, a newcomer showed up to join us heat seekers in our favorite spot and surprisingly, it was Molly.

It looks as though our little band of heat seekers has increased to three, but that’s okay, because there’s plenty of floor space and warmth for all of us.  Bring on the snow and the freezing temperatures!  We Scotties know how to stay toasty warm!

 

Molly may be the shy one of our Scottie crew, but she was the best dog ever the other day.  Wen had decided to go visit her friend who is in hospice care and she thought that she would take Molly along for the first time.  When they arrived, Molly was so nervous to be in a strange place that she was actually shaking.  Wen’s friend asked to hold Molly on her lap so that she could pet her and in no time at all, Molly calmed down and sat there for over an hour, enjoying all of the attention.

Wen’s friend was delighted that Molly came to visit and when Molly gave her a quick lick, it really made her day.

The visit was a huge success and since Molly was able to conquer her nervousness and show what a true sweetheart she really is, I bet that it won’t be long before she goes visiting again!

Well, it seems that all of us Scotties have Frito feet.  That’s right, our paws smell like corn chips.

Dogs only sweat from their paws and since there is not a lot of air circulating between our toes, the moisture leads to a build-up of bacteria, that just happen to give off a yeasty odor, which explains the corn chip smell.  The bacteria are totally natural, so our Frito feet are nothing to worry about.

In a way, we dogs are lucky, because humans have to deal with body odor, but we only have smelly feet which, come to think of it, smell like a yummy snack, so I’ll take my Frito feet any day!

Yay, it’s Super Bowl Sunday!  Unfortunately, our favorite team is not playing today (and it has been a long while since they’ve played, because they didn’t even make the play-offs), but we’re hoping for an exciting game between two really good teams!

Bring on the game, the snacks, and the commercials!  I’ve got football fever!

Somebody around here is the ultimate bathroom buddy.  That somebody is my sister, Sunny, and she is super diligent about keeping Wen company in the bathroom every morning while she gets ready for the day.

Sunny follows Wen into the bathroom and faithfully waits for her to get out of the shower. The rest of us Scotties start out hanging around also, but we gradually leave to do our own thing, while Sunny waits patiently at her post on the bathroom rug.

If you look up the word “loyal” in the dictionary, there should be a picture of Sunny, because she is the most dedicated dog I know and an excellent bathroom buddy!

Was I ever lucky!  Wen and her friend decided to go for a drive in the mountains and I got to go along!  I absolutely love road trips and this was a good one!

After my crate and dog supplies were loaded into the car, we headed over to Dillon, Colorado, and the mountains looked spectacular, covered with snow.  We stopped a few times so that Wen could hunt for geocaches and then we drove around Lake Dillon, which was mostly frozen and looked like a gigantic sheet of ice with a layer of snow on top.

Our next stop was Frisco, where Wen and her friend visited their favorite art gallery/clothing boutique on Main Street.  Then, we were off to Breckenridge, which was crowded with skiers, snowboarders, and people exploring the downtown area shops.  I got in a short snooze in the car while Wen and her friend had lunch and then we walked around to find a good spot to take some pictures.

The day flew past and by late afternoon, we were on our way back to Dillon to check out the Ice Castles exhibit, but since the line to get in was too long, shortly after we were on our way home.

Unfortunately, our day’s adventure sped by entirely too fast, but I had fun seeing all the sights and I’m already excited for our next road trip to the mountains!

 

Guess who got me into trouble?!  Here’s a hint:  she is a Scottie and she has a black haircoat.  Yes, it was Sadie!

Wen was busy dusting the furniture upstairs and when she wasn’t paying any attention to us Scotties, Sadie sneaked into the bathroom, opened a cabinet door with her nose, and stuck her head into the trash can.  After sniffing around, she pulled out part of a bar of soap that Wen had thrown away and started chewing it into little pieces.  Well, I couldn’t help myself and I picked up a piece off the floor and chomped it full of tooth holes.  Before you know it, Sadie and I had strewn tiny pieces of soap all over the floor.

It was at this point that Wen came into the room and discovered our mess and who do you think was standing in the middle of it?  I was, of course, while Sadie had vanished. Yes, I was in trouble and after Wen cleaned up all of the soap, she grabbed me, washed my soapy beard and brushed my soapy teeth until my soapy breath was back to normal.

I know what you are thinking:  what about Sadie?  It turned out that she didn’t get off scot-free.  Wen found her and caught her and when she smelled Sadie’s soapy breath, she got the exact same treatment that I did.

I could have avoided all of it if I hadn’t been so darn curious about Sadie’s sneaky shenanigans and didn’t get involved.  You’d think by now I’d learn….

 

 

 

Wen has a new calendar that she finds entertaining.  It is the “Dog Shaming” calendar with photos of dogs who have committed transgressions such as eating, tearing up, or peeing on things.  By each dog is a written note that explains the dog’s misdeed.

Wen thinks that Sadie’s photo should be included in the calendar, because she would fit right in, due to all of the plush toys she has destroyed lately.  One by one, she has eaten body parts off our brand new toys and they have ended up in the trash, so that none of us Scotties can enjoy them.

I have to agree that Sadie deserves some serious dog shaming for her party pooping, toy destroying tendencies, especially since she just chewed the leg off of my favorite plush possum toy!  (Dang it!).

We’re having a huge meltdown here in Denver.  No, we’re not emotionally overwhelmed, the warm sunny post-snowstorm weather is melting the snow outside into a slush fest.

My sister, Sunny, is particularly happy because the melting snow has revealed a couple of disgusting piles in the backyard that didn’t get picked up during the storm and she can snack on them until Wen catches her in the act.

There is water pouring out of the drainpipes from our roof gutters and one of them has created a little stream on the side of our house for us Scotties to splash through.  Even better than that though, are the nifty muddy spots that pop up as the snow melts where we have previously dug holes or torn up the grass.  Wen will be really “pleased” to clean up all of the muddy paw prints that we track into the house from playing in the mini mud pits.

In other words, after each snowstorm, we have a meltdown (and this one is a doozy), which provides us Scotties with free entertainment.  Let the good times roll!

I have sometimes thought of myself as the king of us Scotties, mostly because I am the one and only male.  Now though, I have the crown to prove it, thanks to a super generous BarkBox subscription Christmas present from Wen’s cousin.  In this month’s box of toys and treats was a cardboard crown and Wen thought that it was just my size!  I don’t know, but I think that it makes me look pretty regal!