Golf anyone?

Sassy and Alley aren't allowed on the golf course, or as Sassy calls it the really big bathroom. I don't think they mind. They probably wouldn't do very well. You know, since they have no thumbs with which to grip the clubs. But just because they can't play the game, doesn't mean they can't look like they do. These outfits would certainly fetch a birdie.

Stylish pups

To celebrate Fourth of July, Sassy and Alley got new outfits. These adorable little bandannas were only $1 each at Target on July 2. Don't forget to look in those $1 bins at the store.

Sassy requests help

Dear Readers,

I have been forced to endure an awful procedure in the name of vanity.

Yesterday my mom held me down against the floor while my dad used a new gadget called PediPaws to file my nails.

Sure, I'll admit that my nails were a bit long, but I was enjoying hearing them click-clack against the faux-wood floor.

This so-called grooming was humiliating. I cried my objections to my parents, but they ignored me. I tried to wiggle away, but my mom wouldn't budge.

The noise of the filing tool scared me and being that close to my parents was simply unpleasant. At my age, I prefer to show people affection on my own terms. I'm also not particularly fond of having my paws held.

I am writing this with the hope that someone will be able to talk my parents out of using this awful gadget in the future.

Your friend,

Sassy

P.S. Alley also had her nails filed. She says she won't be joining the PediPaws fan club anytime soon.

Sassy: No more rain, please

It's been raining in Columbus forever. Well, at least all of Memorial weekend was stormy and gloomy. We need some sun, stat! Everyone is a bit depressed. Even Sassy is tired of napping inside. She dreaming of the day she gets to fall asleep with the hot sun beating down on her sweet little self.

Mommy, I need that pillow

Alley always find a comfortable spot to sleep. Here she is on one of her favorite couches at Anne and Luke's house. No one has ever told Alley that dogs are supposed to sleep on the floor.

The dogs love spring

Spring evenings are warm and relaxing (especially after a glass or two of wine). It's not consistently warm enough for bugs to be out yet, but it's warm enough for people (and dogs) to be out. Jeff, Sassy, Alley and I spent some quality family time together on the deck Friday night. I had to snap a few photos of the dogs enjoying their first warm spring night.

Missing culprits

When Jeff and I arrived home from work tonight, we were greeted by a pile of crumbs. These smashed bits were spotted near a plastic potato-chip bag with a large hole in the corner. Oh yeah, and next to the empty bag were two guilty looking dogs. The moment I looked down at the mess on the floor, Sassy and Alley sprinted out of the room.

Why is it that dogs try to hide when they realize their humans have noticed their bad actions? Do they think if they hide for a couple of minutes that we silly old humans will simply forget that dogs live in the home? Perhaps we'll assume a stranger broke into the house and made a mess.