They’re calling her Marlee (spelling?). She was born March 11. She is now about 7 weeks old. MD and SIL got Marlee from the same breeder they got baby-faced Roxie from. Where Roxy has black and white coat all over, Marlee has white and brown with a little splash of black fur on her tail bone.
Isn’t she adorable?
an early christmas gift from her Daddy! she was so cute in it. she wore it all night, too!
one of two things foh zzzure! either she really loved the outfit (which I doubt cuz she’s known to be a DQ about everything) or she was too polite to show she didn’t (which I think is the case cuz after all her Dad gave it to her).
a festive red dress today (2 days ago really!) when christmas is still 15 days away! maybe the wrought-iron doggy day bed is next?
Woof woof, Dad! 
“A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than he(she) loves him(her)self.” ~Billings
Roxy came over Saturday night with her Mama A and Daddy E.
The front door opened and I heard her Papa welcoming her in. After briefly looking up as if to say ”Hi, Papa!”, she ran to where I was, proceeded to jump on the recliner next to me and gave me a wet kiss. I was starting to pet her and hug her when she jumped back down and headed for Lucy’s food bowl.
Well….we thought it was the food bowl she was aiming for. It was the water bowl. The poor thing was so thirsty! What with all the running and jumping and the long drive from YL to LH………..that can definitely make anyone thirsty!
Her thirst sated, she went for Lucy’s big bed. She laid there and just loved it. This prompted her Dad to say that had she not blessed every inch of her bed, she would still have one by now. Yeah, Roxy, have you forgotten that you can bless everything you see at the park as much as you want …even a fire hydrant…. or a light post…..but not your bed?
Ange told me that Roxy likes to prop her head on anything that’s in front of her….like it’s a pillow. If wasn’t long before we realized that she had propped her head on one of the legs of the office chair. Ohhh, Roxy!
‘If dogs could talk, it would take a lot of the fun out of owning one.’ ~Andy Rooney
Bailey is a lot of things.
~ a Ballerina. Bailey owns a bright pink 2-layered tutu that has sequins all over it and a pretty satin bow to tie around the waist.
~ a Soprano. With Cathrine playing the harmonica, Bailey can howl out any song in a crescendo and diminuendo fashion
~ a Dental Hygienist. Concerned with proper dental care, Bailey stocks up on greenies.
~ an Honest Abby. Unlike Lucy, Bailey cannot be bribed with pupperonis or snausages.
~ a Belly Dancer. Just try sitting beside her and she will obligingly roll on her back and have you scratch her belly.
~ a Health Advocate. For dinner, Bailey likes her food, chopped boneless chicken breast, warmed up in the microwave and served with mini kibbles.
~ a Care Provider. When Roxy was just a pup, Bailey took it upon herself to mother Roxy. Even nowadays, Roxy still playfully nibbles on Bailey’s ears like they are chew toys!
Recently, Bailey officially became official. She finally received her permanent tag from the county. Looking forward, she would like to apply for a US citizenship, a US passport and a PetsPerk card so she can take her two bestest girlfriends, Roxy and Lucy, shopping.
“A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than you love yourself. ” ~ Josh Billings
I was organizing my picture files and saw these pictures of Roxy when she was a year younger. She was barely 8 weeks old when we first met her. She was small, from here to here. She fitted perfectly in Ange’s palm. Her coat was, and still is, so dark and shiny.
Roxy celebrates her birthday on May 1st. She is now a little over 2 years old. She has become an Olympian of some sort. She can jump from floor to the top of the couch back to the floor in 2 seconds flat or less; she can jump from chair to
chair and run around the coffee table over and over again and not lose footing, or worse, pass out from dizziness; she can even tame a bear with her bare teeth and chubby paws.
Roxy loves to give very wet kisses and licks! You pick her up and you become the center of her relentless display of unconditional affection. She likes to be held so when you do pick her up, you better get yourself ready for some kissing and licking!
When Roxy comes over to visit cousin Foofee, it is like a new adventure every time. She runs inside the house like Speedy Gonzalez, wags her tail like an unyielding metronome and heads for the food bowl tipping off Papa Rey to get another food bowl ready for Her Highness, Princess Roxy, from the Kingdom of Lickayoo!
Roxy, if you’re reading this, let go of the mouse!
Of all the things I miss from veterinary practice, puppy breath is one of the most fond memories!” ~ Dr. Tom Cat
