Squirrel Chasing, Mommy's Shirt, And Wiener Wrestling

Hi all.  Sasha heres.  I have been busy with the approach of squirrel chasing season.  I almost gots me one today, but mean mommy had me on my leash and it just is not long enough sometimes.  Little Bro Bear spotted big squirrels the other day.  I was thinking big squirrels.  He said yes with masks and stripy tails.  I looked outs the window and five raccoons were feasting at our bird feeder.  We barked the alarm.  Squirrels are out to take over the world.  But, raccoons are kind of like the wild life moffia.  Seriously, they can be baught off for a price usually cat food or kibble, but most of the times they are just a pain in the rear end.  Theives and ruffians is what they are.  Can't reason with them unless you are holding a can of tuna in your paws.  heehee.  Well, anyways, Bear has learned that the big squirrels with masks are to be left alone. 

Mommy has been working on more tie dye shirts.  Her current one is a Christmas one with doxie ornaments all over it.  I will shows it offs a little in the pics below. 

While mommy works, Bears and I practice a little wiener wrestling and pillow fighting.  You know sometimes I thinks he doesn't know he is a Pomeranian. 

Wells, I best get to begging for some dinner.  You knows all this wrestling makes a wiener hungry.  Sasha overs and outs.

New pics of me and bear.

Hi all. Just sharing some new pics of me and Bear.  We have been busy pawtrolling squirrels and barking  our fool heads off at anything that moves.  Bark at you alls later, Sasha.

Christmas 2012!

Hi Alls.  Sasha here.  I is pretty tired, but I thoughts I just hads to share our Christmas Day with you alls before nighty night times.  You sees we all pretty much gots whats we wanteds for Christmas.  This was Bear's first Christmas and he pretty much just wanted snow on Christmas day.  He has a secrete dream of being a sled dog maybe even for Santa Paws some day.  His breeds roots come from a variety of snow and sled dogs so not too surprised there.  I just don't have the heart to tell him his short legs aren't going to be much good for sled pullings. 

My day started to yaps of joy from Bear playing in the snow outside.  I pawfured to be undercover of blankies myself. 

Then, I heards that Santa came.  I hads to see whats I got this year.  I have been such a good girl with the training of Bear, and not pottying in the house, and sleeping on the couch with Mommy on the great grandma night shifts and alls.  I was hoping to gets at least some new squeakies and maybe even my very own wiener lazer like the ones on the Jack In The Box commercial so I could really scare the squirrels. (Not hurts them cause Santa doesn't roll that way.) And you knows whats.  I gots it all!

I is so happy that I is smiling big time.  Really, I am smiling Mommy.  Not making face at Bear who wants my new squeaky and to try on my wiener lazer.  Not Is.

Bear gots a new blue squeaky with a polar bear on it.

Charlie got a new brown squeaky bone.  He really likes it, too.
 

We thens had some disagreements about whose was whose for awhile.

Bear kissed and we made ups since it was Christmas and all.  We agreed to share all the toys, but whoever rips one first doesn't get to rip the next one.

You knows these squeakies are made by Miss Diana at StylinDogsBoutique and stuffed by Super Stuffer himself. Santa knows what us dogs like for sure.

Wells, I Sasha, Bear, Charlie, and Mommy wish all our friends out there a very Merry Christmas and a Yappy New Year.  May 2013 be full of love, joy, and puppy kisses.

Bear Is Now Pawmoted To Pawvet First Claws

Sasha here.  I knows it has been furever since my last blog.  But, trainings a pom puppy for squirrel pawtrol duties takes a good deals of my time these days.  Bear has comes along quite wells.  He has mastered all his basic training and has been pawmoted to Pawvet First Claws.  He cans now do squirrel pawtrol pawnewvers outside with backup and he cans also do solo surveillance duty from the indoor window look out pawsition.  Heres some new photos for all yous out theres to see how much hes growing. 

This one was after his pawmotion ceremony.  He was enjoying his chew stick a little too much.

 
This was Bear before his squirrel pawtrol crew cut. 

 
I told him to take it easy on the beef chewies.  I think he might have had ones too many at his pawmotion ceremony.

 
Here is Bear staring me down for shark bait.  You knows I has the all time record for the stare downs.  But, he did come pretty close.

 
Singing the squirrel pawtrol anthem together. Over hill, over potty grounds, we hit the rocky trail as the squirrel pawtrol zoomies onward.......

 
He sure did hit the high barks in his solo of the anthem.

 
The little feller was all tuckered out and feeling part of the squirrel pawtrol pack fursure.

 

Bear getting his first orders after receiving his first grooming and squirrel pawtrol crew cut.  Where your blue bow proudly Pawvet.  Real Man Dogs Wear Blue Bows.

 

 
Bear sporting his new collar bling license, rabbies tag, and name tag.  All that is next is the microchipping for full access to the doxie squirrel pawtrol network.

 
Invisible squirrel alert.  All paws on deck. 

 
Bear on his first indoor window surveillance duty.

 
Before leaving Bear at his post, I must gives him the secret squirrel pawtrol pawword for the day. 

 

Aww, I cans lay back and relax.  Maybe.....What squirrel already?  Where?  Oh silly Bear that is justs a marmot.

Bear's New Shirt From Grandma Pauline

Hell-roo It Be Bear.  (Sis Sashy Is Clickty Clacking For Mes)

I gots my first prezzie in the mail today.  It be a shirt with hippty hoppers on its.  I likes it, but I is thinkens dat clothes might slows mes down a bit.  The humans seem to have something to grab onto mes with when they wants me to comes whens I don'ts wants to comes.  But, it did keeps the drippy drips from the sky to stay offs my back fur whens I went out to potty today,  So I kind ofs likey dat.

Where here is my handsome poses for the flashy thingy in my new hippty hopper shirt.  Big Sis Sashy says I best gets use to posing for the flashy thingy cause her mommy does it a lot. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wells, I thinks dat I needs to negotiate a higher squeaky toy raise for mys new flashy thingy modeling job.  Buts, Sashy says negotiations lead no wheres fast.  But, at leasts, everybuddy thoughts I was so cutes.  Maybes, I can gets into more troubles dis way.

Thanks-A-Roo, Grandma Pauline froms Paulinesfashions on etsy.