My first shave...

Today I had my first Schnauzer shave.
It was a rather daunting experience, to say the least.
As you can see from the look in my eyes:  I am NOT a happy chappy!
  I sincerely hope that I don't have to go through that again soon!
The experience itself was bad enough but the fact that it feels as if I have a prickly
 pear pinched under my tail is killing me!
The PM can't stop staring though - she can't believe it's really me!
I am a very handsome chap,  even if I have to say so myself....

The PM did not want to post this photo because it was taken without a flash
and the light was not good. I insisted though - I think my Lulu looks SO cute here!

Dinner!

The only thing that Lulu likes more than me is FOOD!
She sits down, goes in head first and starts gobbling - the tail never stops wagging!
The PM thinks Lulu "drinks" her kibbles in the same way that she drinks water.Lulu is fed in the kitchen because she heads straight to my bowl when she is done with hers .
I used to also gobble up all my food as fast as possible, but I have outgrown that.
Good news is that the PM is impressed that Lulu has not messed in the house for two days.
What the PM doesn't realise is that I should get the credit for it.
I am the one that leads her outside & I am the one that stands there & looks ridulous
while I try and coax her to do the right thing
Lulu used to run and hide at the PM's feet whenever I barked, but she discovered
her bark today!  We are going to be a mean team of watchdogs
 

Playtime

Lulu & I love to play with Muffin's toys. There are some very interesting things in the toybox.
This is a collection of soap powder spoons & strange looking pegs on a keyring
The PM said it was Muffin's first toy that she made for her 14 years ago.
We both like it because it is noisy. No wonder the PM calls it a rattle.

The PM is very clever at creating home made toys. This is an old broomstick that she cut up to make large wooden "beads" & then threaded onto a length of nylon rope.
It is great to chew on & I love to run with it because it seems to run with me!
Lulu is not too fond of it, though

The PM loves it when I hold something in my mouth & make the brghu-brghu! sound of approval

Mischief...

I hang my head in shame!
Not only did we dirty the floor, we also managed to get mud on the fridge door and all along the bottom of cupboard doors.
I am also ashamed to admit that I chewed the clasp on Lulu's lovely pink (expensive) collar and played with it in the mud. The PM was fuming....

A Christmas Kiss

A fleeting moment - I did not think that The PM would notice....

So happy together

This has to be doggy heaven....
We always touch when we sleep. The PM complains of an occasional foul smell that fills the air, but I am not telling who is the guilty one....

...what's with the bird? I hope it doesn't bite.
The PM tells me that all the toys that we play with belonged to Muffin when she was a puppy.
She is 14 - I mean that is actually 98 years old! I guess we are playing with vintage toys???

LULU - at last!

Ain't she cute?

Lulu arrived when the lawn was being mowed - she enjoyed the grass so much!

I found myself staring.........

.......and staring!! Lulu is the most beautiful girl I had ever seen!

Even the old girl couldn't stop staring, but I pretended not to notice.

My Parents

Before I get to the part where Lulu arrives, I would like to introduce you to my parents

This is my Dad - his name is Gizmo and he is a "Salt & Pepper" Mini Schnauzer
Am I thankful that it is now illegal on our country to dock a dog's tail!

This is my birth mother. One of the rug rats is ....ME!
This was taken on the day after the 5 of us were born - can you blame her for  looking so tired? 
Mother is a Black and Silver Miniature Schnauzer.
Recently The PM had to go away and I spent the week end with my parents.
It was great fun to see them again and sleep behind my mother's back

Feeling at Home

Rolling in the Clover and loving it. The PM is the apple of my eye....

I love to lie in her arm like a peoplechild

I pose willingly

but my favourite hobby is to trample her garden while she is photographing bugs1

The Arrival

"Hello Fwends - My name is Buddy!
I am a Miniature Schnauzer and I am 8 weeks old.
My new Mommy did not plan to have me, but I plan to make her VERY happy!
(I think her heart melts whenever I act cute and flop down on her feet)
Mommy also has an old deaf dog called Muffin - she looks a bit like a cat.
I growl and bark at her every time she tries to smell my bum. She does not growl back.
Perhaps I should just give in, let her smell me and get acquainted.
 That way, I could be her "ears" and in return she could teach me a few tricks.
My life partner was born yesterday - she will join me in the middle of December.
Her name is Lulu. I bet I am the first pup to EVER get a Lulu for Christmas!"


The above is what The PM  had to say on her photo blog http://atmaggiezlenz2011.blogspot.com/ 
on the day that I moved in with her.  What do people know, anyway?  
So I decided to start a blog of my own to 'tell it how it is'  - from my point of view, of course!
 "The PM" is short for The People-Mommy, but with me around it also means the Puddle-wiper-Mommy or the Poop-picker-upper-Mommy - for now, that is. 
In a year or so it would probably also mean The Puppy Manager! 
I have grown somewhat since this photo - the PM is always making fun of my long legs.

This is my side of the story:

The old deaf one (called Muffin) read me the rules soon after I arrived. She followed me around and carried on and on about how this is her house because she was here first. 

All the while I just sat there and pretended to listen.... (She also insisted on smelling my bum, but I would not let her..... )

...... but still she went on and on and on...............

I retreated to a quite corner in the garden to think about the situation and decided that I had better give in and let her smell my bum. That  would probably be the only solution...

... and here we have it!!    Much to my surprise she gave such a big sidestep that she nearly fell over to get away from me.
And no - it's not what you're thinking - I behaved... really, I did!