Waiting for Santa

We hope all of our four and two-legged friends had a wonderful Christmas!! We did! We both got a new rawhide to chew on! But Mom sneaks them away from us just when they're getting good--she's afraid we'll swallow them. Remy and I eat rocks all the time--and she's worried about rawhide. Jeez.

On Christmas eve . . .

I waited ever so patiently for Santa to come down the chimney.

Aubree tried to trick me and popped out from behind the tree!

What the heck? Does she think I don't know what Santa looks like? I mean, he finds his way to every house all over the world in record time--that means he has to be smart.

He must be a poodle!

We couldn't wait anymore. We fell asleep on the couch. Darn!

I missed Santa again! Maybe next year . . .

Rocks don't belong in the pool . . .

We've been really busy getting ready for Christmas. Well, we haven't been so busy, but Mom sure has. She hasn't even had time to help us on the blog. She said she feels bad about that.

Anyway, yesterday we went outside with Mom while she cleaned the leaves and stuff out of the pool. Right away, Mom said, "There are rocks in the pool again!!"

"Yep, there sure are! Lots!"

"Want me to find out who did it, Mom?"

"Remy, did you put the rocks in the pool?"

Remy said, "La-dee-da . . . looks like a nice day out . . . la-dee-da . . . "

Ippuni said, "Don't look at me, Luc! I don't eat rocks like you morons do. Poodles are smart, yeah right."

Aubree said, "Hey, don't ask me! I have to help clean the rocks out--why would I do that?"

Now tell me, who do you think put the rocks in the pool?

I sure covered it well by asking everyone else though, didn't I? hee hee.

Kiss the Company Goodbye

Mom and Dad had some people over today for desserts and games. They had fun. We didn't. I kept getting too excited with all the people here. I just wanted to kiss all of them!! So, Mom kept putting us outside. Bummer.

I'm kinda sad.

Remy was teasing me, "Awww, Luc is sad--such a shame."

Then he said, "You made us stay outside all day because you were licking everyone a million times!" And he imitated me and kept sticking his tongue out!

When I'm not so tired tomorrow, we'll see who gets licked--if you know what I mean.

We Smell Good!

We got groomed yesterday. I think we groom ourselves everyday by licking ourselves and each other but I guess Mom doesn't think that counts.

Anyway, we went to our favorite place, the best doggie bed and breakfast around, and saw our favorite groomer, Rhonda. She's really nice. Mom told her to do the "lamb" cut for the holidays. What??? We're poodles, not lambs. Sometimes I wonder about Mom. Whatev. Maybe there's a lamboodle out there somewhere. Heh heh--jeez, I crack myself up sometimes.

She told us the day before that we were going. But we pretended like we didn't know what she was talking about. Luc said, "Uh oh, I think she said we're going to the groomers." I said, "No, she said Luc has a tumor." He was freaked out all day. Again--I am too much.

So, yesterday morning Mom said the word, "GO," and whoosh, we were at the door in a second.

"Where are we going, Mom?"

"Oh man, I hope this doesn't involve my tumor."

We're going in Dad's car!

I like to look out the window.

This is what I saw. Cool, huh?

All in all, we had a good day. Like I said, they're really nice at the groomers. I think they like us. I mean really, how could they not? Cool dudes like us and all.

Here are our new do's!

Luc has some mega ears, doesn't he? Is it just me or does this haircut make his nose look bigger?

Golly, I'm handsome.

Oh yeah! Did I mention Ippuni went, too? Here are his before and after pictures.

He called shotgun. Lucky dog.

I know, he's cute. Whatev.

Cocka-doodle-do!

Today Mom was telling us how very handsome, cute, sweet, well-behaved and just generally awesome we are, again, and we were just soaking it up and lovin' life.

" I'm awesome, Mom?"

"I'm more awesome than Luc, Mom?"

And then Mom said that if we didn't believe her, just think about this: poodles must be awesome or else why would they breed them with so many other dog breeds? She told us about cockapoos, maltipoos (OMG! what self-respecting poodle would . . . nevermind), schnoodles (like our friend, Bailey), pugapoos, yorkiepoos, westiepoos, poochis, labradoodles, golden doodles, and even a saint bernadoodle! She said poodles have such wonderful qualities that they've mixed them with just about every dog breed you can think of! She even told us about a dog who was a cocker spaniel/poodle/doberman mix called a "cocka-doodle-do!" Luc got so tickled at that name that he coughed up his rock he was carrying in his mouth from the back yard.

Then Mom told us we are so goofy and she can't understand why we eat rocks. Ahhhh, just another day in the life of two awesome poodles.

Pillow Talk

Mom gave us these really cool toys to play with today! We don't get too many toys because we destroy them in a matter of minutes. Mom thought she had tried everything! Then, she was talking to her friend, Zona Baby, and she said she gave her dog, Nikki, a pillow case tied in the center. She said it's soft like a cuddly toy, strong and has the knot in the center to chew on. Zona said Mom should try that for us. So, she did!

This is Luc trying a bite of it.

Mom gave me the blue one.

But I wanted Luc's.

Luc ran! He was having a great time with the green one!

This is me saying, "Mommy, can I have
the green one?" See the tear in my eye?

This is Luc saying, "But I had it first."

This is me with the blue one. Look at that sad face. I didn't really

care but I sure can act, can't I?? We all know I could

get the green one from Luc anytime I want.

Whatchu talkin' bout, Remy?

It was another warm day in Georgia! Remy and I spent some time playing outside.

This is me after playing hard! I was tired!

This is Remy after playing hard.

Then he said, "Hey, Luc. Why don't

you come sit by the pool with me?"

"Whatchu talkin' bout, Remy?"

I know his tricks--he wanted to push me in the pool again. I didn't go. I just stayed far over in the grass, thank you very much.