Friday Recap

So it's been a while since I got to do a post.

We's had rain da last couple days. Tonite da tornado sirens went off and Brinley went nutso. Not at da sirens or da thunder, but at da storm coverage on da TV. She hates storm graphics and windshield wipers. 

We had to go into da bathroom for a lil bit while momma hunted for Travis who decided to hide, but da sirens stopped pretty soon.

It's STILL raining out there.

Well, other da rain, da mommas has finished taking down da Christmas decorayshuns.

One day for da outside, one VERY long day for the tree (24 hours of work), and anudder VERY long day for da inside stuffs.

But Finley still had to get a baff dis morning - HA HA!

My momma got dis weird thing in da mail da udder day.

I think she said it wuz a brooming table?

Wait, why are Finley laffin???

Caturday Art

Furst up we has da artsy photos for ya.

Momma are talkin bout startin a painting next week - Travis are tryin to convince her to do a Travis painting.

 But we think a WESTIE painting are a much better idea - maybe a triple westie painting??

We're tryin to convince her.

I had a CRAZY bike ride today - it started off ok, just a lil cloudy. But den a MAJOR storm came outta nowhere - seriously, look at dis screen cap from my momma's phone (at 4:30).

Well, at 6:30 it got crazy - thunder, lightning, hail (at least it wuz small), and tons of rain and wind. And tree branches flying!! And we were about 20 minutes from da house and got soaked!! Just becuz some peeps call me Toto on our bike rides duzn't mean ya need to pedal into a tornado momma! And no, no pickshure of me being soaked since momma didn't think of it - she wuz more concerned wif gettin into dry underwears!  😂 

So da Evening Patrol are cancelled - da humans are just gonna hafta deal wif da Zombie Problem (and all da dead branches) demselves tonite!

Sunday Selfies

We wore our bacon dresses today cuz we got a lil bit of bacon dis morning!!

It wuz delishus!

I think we deserve it everyday, but momma says it are a speshul treat.

We's just been hangin out - tryin to get our daily walks in when it isn't raining.

Which are pretty tuff - it has been rainin all da time!

Luckily me and Brinley don't react much to thunder.  I means, we might bark if it are SUPER loud, but mostly we ignore it.

I mean, it's not like it's da Prezident on TV (we always bark and growl him - momma says she raised us right) or somebody running down da street or a fallen branch or somefin.

BOL BOL!

P.S. I was very sad to hear about my pal Demon Flash Bandit's momma passing away. She wuz a speshul lady and I am sending westie kisses and big hugs to him, Angel Zoom Smokey, and their human brofurs.

Soggy Saturday!

We's all soggy here!  Da backyard wuz all flooded, and I don't mean da kindsa floods dat me and Brinley cause in da kitchen, BOL!

I mean, da kindsa floods dat NotMe causes in da kitchen.

Me and Brinley are one hundred percent innoscents of course!!

At least dat are da story we is stickin too.

We got some good play time in today - we is going for da gold in Doubles Fetch.



It are an Oh-limp-ick event, right??

I's big enuf for da puppy dress dat Whitley got from da Critters in da Cottage!  It looks pretty cute, huh??

Da Vet Visit and Da Flood Warning

Well, me and Brinley went to da vet yesterday.  I weighed in at 9.5 pounds (so close to a pawfect 10!) and Brinley wuz still bout a pound less.  So I gotta keep piggin out to make shure she don't catch up to me.

We also got our final round of puppy shots.  So now we should be all good to go - which means we can start gettin to go on walks soon!

If it ever stops rainin dat are.  We has been havin lotsa rains.

And storms too.  Me and Brinley has both gotten over thunder - we don't bark at in anymore.  Momma says dat are good, since we has to put up wif it a lot.

Dat crazy flash flood warning dat went off on my momma's eye-fone though???  Dat thing set us off BIG TIME and we started barkin like nuts.

I don't know why da fone needed to warn her, I mean wif us two puppies, momma should be used to flash floods by now!!

BOL BOL BOL!

Though maybe a fone warning would help, den momma would stop complainin bout steppin in puddles.

I just wonder if dere are an app for dat.

Da Non-Workin Internets

Hey y'all.  Our internets are still not workin good, in fact it are gettin worse and worser all da time.  And since Time Warner are apparently not interested in fixin da internets, we is gonna be switchin providers.  My momma has been tryin to get on to da a posty for me for a couple of days now and we is just finally able to.  We wanted to let y'all know we is ok after all da storms we had in Dallas - an F4 tornado hit Garland, which are pretty close to us.  Da sirens went off here a couple times and we had to go hang out in da bathroom but da only damage we suffered wuz a couple of snapped Christmas light strands.  Which are nuffin compared da peeps who lost dere lives and dere homes.  Such sad stuffs, speshully right after Christmas.

I also wanted to show ya a Bonus 25 Days of Christmas Fashun dress - Finley's momma made me dis one.  Santa needs a vacay after all dat hard work I guess, so him and da reindeers is hittin da hotel pool!

It are all retro-styled.  Which da mommas luv.

And it has dese cutie pie reindeers on it.

I'll be back to postin and commentin on your bloggies when I can - but I don't really know when dat'll be.  But me, Finley, da kitties, and all da peeps are all doin ok.  Just frustermarated bout da lack of internets.

Swimmin in da Sunroom?

Well, da sunroom flooded again today.  Finley's daddy wuz sposed to be watchin it (da mommas had put down towels), but he got preoccupied wif his iPad dis mornin and when my momma woke up it wuz flooded.  So da mommas wuz up and wringin out towels and takin out buckets of water AGAIN. But Finley's daddy went and brought a shop vac, so da clean up wuz a lil easier.  And havin it are probably a guarantee dat it are not gonna rain again for a few months, BOL BOL.  

So I guess I won't be swimmin in da sunroom after alls.

Yeah, dat are me.  Born to be Wild.  Don't let da pink t-shirt fool ya.