Pasty Weasel Flaps

Hello everyone...Gingi here.  So as some of you know...I am ancient.  Depending on who you ask...I might be 16 or 20.  Several things about me attest to the reality of my age.  First, my remaining eye has a large cataract.  I really can't see anything beyond a shadow here and there.  My ears don't really work, either.  My legs and back are stiff from arthritis and sometimes I fall asleep en route to my dog bed...see photo.  Every day my daddy gets up and makes me an egg souffle because crunchy food just doesn't agree with me anymore.  Sometimes at the dog park I confused other people's legs for my mom's...and follow them.  At times I end up stuck in the corner and can't find my way out.  I swim in circles...in the direction of the eye that works.  Despite all of these life changes...I am relatively spry.  My yellowing, cracking, stinky teeth have been fondly referred to as "weasel" teeth because they are still sharp...and when a treat is in the vicinity of my face...I blindly try to grab it with said weasel teeth.  This involves a snapping motion that may sometimes be alarming to the hand holding the treat.  When I wake up in the morning I make smacking noises as I clean the paste from the inside of my mouth.  This noise acts as a alarm for my mom and dad and reminds them that it is time for doggie breakfast.  Because of this practice my mom and dad now refer to my mouth area as "pasty weasel flaps."  I'm not certain if I appreciate this name.

Where is Mondo?...and other disappointments in Denver

Holly here.  I arrived in Denver yesterday evening only to find that I had been booked for the wrong shuttle (to the hotel).  I spent an extra two hours at the airport waiting for the correct shuttle.  This wait would have been so much better had I replicated the experience of one Molly McSwain who had the fortune of meeting Mondo Guerra in the Denver airport a couple of months ago in baggage claim.  Mondo was tiny and colorful as expected.  Molly immediately texted me despite the late hour.  She knew that I was perhaps her only friend who would share in her joy.  Most, in fact, responded to her Facebook post about this encounter with a resounding "who is Mondo?"  I, on the other hand, was overcome with joy.  Mondo is one of my VERY FAVORITE Project Runway designers.  Molly seriously disappointed me when she neglected to have her picture taken with Mondo.  Now I am doubly disappointed because he was not in the baggage claim of the Denver airport on MY trip.  How dare he not hang out there all the time to say hello to his fans!

So...Denver airport...no shuttle...no Mondo...sigh.  However, I was somewhat consoled when the shuttle arrived and on the way to Lakewood, took a detour into downtown Denver where I enjoyed the city lights.  My favorite sight?  The very strange enormous bear statue outside the convention center.  Instead of facing away from the building as most, if not all statues do...this bear faces INTO the building...so that once inside...you feel as if it is staring at you.  VERY COOL.

Pcorns Harness

Popcorn wearing the original Red Dog Harness.

Custom Dog Harnesses

Well...after several years of silence, my mom has decided to start posting again.  First, we...meaning mom, Gingi, Bubbies, and I moved to Columbia Falls, Montana.  We love it here.  So many wonderful places to explore and run.  The dog park in Whitefish is pretty cool...although my mom had to drag me through the gate the first several visits we had there.  More on the dog park in future posts.  Most important...for dogs everywhere...my mom has created a new line of custom dog harnesses.  They are super sporty, pretty much indestructible, and come in all kinds of cool colors including safety cone orange.  I like mine because not only to I look really pretty in it...but it doesn't choke me like my collars do.  Mom put a cool little pocket on the top near the tag ring.  She tucks the tag inside the pocket and it doesn't jingle around and bother me.  Picture to come soon!