A Saturday Challenge

Recently, we were lucky enough to be the 10,000th visitor on Hope and Greyz.  Our prize for being the lucky visitor was that she would do some artwork from a photo we sent her of one of our greyhounds.  We sent her several to choose from and I have to say that the final result is really beautiful!

She is thinking about making some notecards of some sort with the final result and she is asking people to submit witty captions to go along with it.  You might even win some notecards if yours is the winner!  So, put your thinking caps on and see what you can come up with.

Here's the original photo that we sent.

If you want to enter, you need to post your comment on her blog!

Yogurt!

Hello hounds and humans!  Bunny here, writing about what's on my mind today.

You may recall that recently Mom got some chocolate from Sweden that had raspberries and YOGURT in it.  I thought I might drool to death waiting for a taste of that chocolate and she didn't give me even one little taste!  Dad was no better, eating his in tiny bites to torment me while I begged with my saddest puppy dog eyes for a taste of it.  They are lucky that I don't hold a grudge!

Well, in an attempt to make up for their cruel torment of the sweet little innocent puppy known as me, they brought home a special treat for me.  Holy Milkbones!  Does that say YOGURT on it?  It does!  I have to tell you, these are some delicious treats.  They're not paying me anything to say that, but if they'd like to send a few bags over as reimbursement, I wouldn't complain.  I just want them to keep making these biscuits forever!

Suddenly, I'm feeling hungry, so I think I'm going to end this.  I hope that the weather breaks soon and I can find a cure for this cabin fever.  Hopefully it will involve some walks with Mom! 

P.S.  If anybody from Sweden wants to send me a box of chocolate with yogurt in it, I won't complain!  In fact, I'll love you forever!  A taste can't hurt, right?  Okay, now I have to go!

Well, Excuse Me!

Lilac has this habit of standing over us when she wants attention or,well, anything else.  Lately, Mr. Taleteller and I have taken to attempting to guess what it is she wants.  It's not like we can get anything else done until we figure out what it is, anyway.  She can be rather persistant.

As we sat at home together on Sunday afternoon, she again started her routine of standing very close to us and pushing her head against us.  We talked about it and thought perhaps she'd like to be lifted onto the couch where she could snuggle with me, since her favorite dog bed was being occupied and Mr. Taleteller wasn't feeling in the mood to lay down on the floor with her under the quilt.  We also just wanted to see her lay down and rest a little bit, as we're starting to worry about her standing too long in her older age.

Lilac has never been much of a couch snuggler.  I've seen her laying on the couch on a few rare occasions when nobody has been sitting there, but for the most part she's always preferred sleeping on the dog bed.  Since some of her tastes seem to be changing, however, we thought possibly she'd like resting on the couch if we just gave her a little encouragement. 

Mr. Taleteller stood up and came over to sit on the far end of the couch.  He called Lilac over.  She came right over, thinking she'd hit the jackpot with two scratchers in one place.  When she came over, he stood  and gently scooped her up, setting her on the couch.  I thought we'd see a look of radiant joy over our consideration, however, I was, once again, mistaken.  The look of outrage she gave Mr. Taleteller rivaled what any little old lady has ever given before she struck some hapless fool with her purse. 

We laughed, of course, which only resulted in more dirty looks directed Mr. Taleteller's way.  Like any female, she feels that when something goes wrong, it must be a man's fault.  She came over and leaned against me, still standing, and continued to glare at him.  He finally took pity on her and lifted her down and she stalked off to a dog bed, muttering something under her breath, no doubt.  Sometimes the best of intentions just don't go as planned, but can be funny to watch.  You'd have thought we tried to give her a bath or something!  I guess we know how that will go in the spring.  She stayed curled up on her dog bed for the rest of the afternoon and night.  I guess we'll wait for her to bark at us next time.

Wordless Wednesday 1/13 -- Hot Chocolate Anyone?

Please Don't Go, We Love You So

Well, today I go back to work, rested after another break into the exciting world of PreKindergarten.  The morning is met by the usual look of dread from Bunny when she hears my alarm clock go off and sees me get out of bed and start getting ready to go out to work.  As I sit down to eat breakfast and catch up with a few things online, she sits beside me, curled up as tightly as she can make herself against my leg despite the fact that the couch is rather long. 

We usually have a lot more adventures than we did over this break, but the weather prevented us from going out much.  The truth is, she has a touch of cabin fever.  We all do.  I'm going to have to look pretty hard to find some things that we can get out and do in the next month or so, but it will be worth it.  The wonder that is Bunny shouldn't be kept pent up in the house when an adoring public awaits.  We had our little chat as I ate my yogurt that we usually have before I go back to work.

Bunny:  Are you sure you have to go?

Me:  Well, you like eating and toys and fancy collars, so I guess I do have to go.

Bunny:  I could go with you!

Me:  You have been to school with me before, that's true, but it would be all day.  I'm pretty sure it would cut into your nap schedule.

Bunny:   Not my nap schedule!  I need my beauty rest!

Me:  Trust me, you're not hurting in that department at all!  You'll be beautiful no matter what!

Bunny:  Still, it seems like a big risk!

Me:  Of course it is.  It's probably for the best if you stay home.  Perhaps you'd protect my pillow safe from Blueberry's butt today?

Bunny:  Of course I will!  As soon as you go, I'll get started.

Me:  That's what I thought!  I knew I could count on you!

Bunny:  But you're coming back, right?

Me:  As soon as I can get back home, puppy girl!

And so I'm off to start another session of school.  I am thankful to be going back to a job that I enjoy and that the teacher's strike didn't happen.  The best part of going back to school is still coming home to a warm greeting from some sweet hounds when I get back, though!

We'd also like to add a small note here, we wish KB and K the best of luck as they both recover from surgery together.  We hope you're back on the trails together soon!