Parker and Harriet

I can’t even tell where one stops and the other begins.

Meet Mr. Woo’s latest lady friend, Chloe.

Chloe comes to TDBCR by way of a shelter in the BC Interior, where she had been adopted and returned 3 times since she was a puppy. Or make that, since she was a wee puppy, as at 15 months Chloe is still pretty much just a big puppy.

She is a very pretty girl who is reportedly of a Border Collie Mama and a Shetland Sheepdog Daddy. We aren’t really seeing the sheltie at all though. She is a real sweetheart of a dog – trainable, good natured and athletic, and she will be up for adoption through TDBCR shortly. She is being fostered by Dove of Happy Dogs.

If I could have another dog I would snap her up in a heartbeat, if only to make Mr. Noodles beyond happy. He wuvs her.

They speak the same (body) language.

They both love to dance.

Although Mr. Woo doesn’t really like her stealing his limelight.

Get.Out.Of.MYSHOTCHLOE!!

And they both ate my hamster.

KIDDING KIDDING! YEESH.

Piper was miffed.

What the f*ck is that beeyotch doing with my man?

No worries Piper. Wootie stills loves you too.

Hey baby, gimme some Mad Teeth ™. Oh yeah, you know what I like.

Mr. Woo loves ALL da ladies in da hoooow-oose.

Phwoar. That was some good Mad Teeth(tm)

Hello, can you help me? I’m lost. I don’t belong in this blog entry at all.

Tweed was confused (shocking, I know). Because Parker and Harriet are staying with Auntie Dove at the mo while Auntie Jackie (Ed. note: beeyotchfromhell) is in Belize.

So while there Jackie dogs, there were no fabulous Jackie bum scritchin’s to be had.

I’ll just sit here and wait for someone to scritch my heiney.

la la la. Just sittin’ here, waiting for scritches.
Poor Tweed.

I can has forever home now please?

Don’t forget to check out some of the other fabulous dogs we have for adoption at TDBCR!

Buggers.

I think I mentioned a little while ago that whilst at the dog park, Piper got jumped on by a large dog that was wearing, for mystery reasons, a very big and heavy carabiner on its collar. When Piper whirled about to fend off Jumpee McPouncerpants, the carabiner smacked her square in the teeth, shearing one off horizontally and splitting another vertically. Le sigh.

At work the other day, Piper flashed some Mad Teeth ™ at her brother over the prized object of Mr. Pickles’ apple core and I noticed that the split tooth was visible from root to tip through the gum, which meant the gum was receding at a fairly rapid rate. I wiggled the tooth and it did a little dance for me in her mouth, and was clearly painful. The gum was all puffy. My coworkers and I merrily debated the option of tying a string to said tooth and slamming a door to remove it, but in the end a vet visit was necessary to remove her broken teefies.

Poor Piper. She’ll be toothless at this rate.

I rob you of your hard earned monies. And I am proud.

Speaking of poor … I love working for a non profit organization that does important work for Canada’s fur-bearing animals. However, they may as well pay me in gumballs and unicorns for all the wealth it rains down upon me. Piper’s dental bill caught me unawares and in an, errr, ‘economic downturn period’ within the Food Lady’s bank account.

Ze times, zay are, how you say, tight.

So to pay the Piper (bill) I had to part with one of my more beloved possessions, my Rocky Mountain Bicycle commuter bike. Today I sold it to a very nice person who promised to ride it every day, and treat it with love and reverance.

As I stood with my nose to the window glass, watching the woman ride away on precious Joelene, I shook my fist at Piper and shouted “Curses! I wish curses upon you!“

But she ignored me, because she was staring at MC Hamster, and drooling through her gap toothed face.

And then she went and hired herself a bodyguard. A muscley one with a fabulous ass!

Go ahead, beeyotch. Make Parker’s day.

Listen lady, don’t make me run really fast and put everyone else at the park to shame.

Oh, brother.

What Mr. Woo does not like:

Unneutered male dogs. He REALLY does not like them, which is something I only figured out recently. He borrows Piper’s Mad Teeth ™ and becomes very growly-snarly. It’s kind of a shock, because he’s usually such a genial fellow.

Immediately after this photo was taken, Mr. Woo tried to take this dog’s face off – which was hard, as the dog’s face was in his wiener. Woo does not like to be violated.
Poor Woo. Everyone laughed at him.