April 23, 2013

Good, Bad and Ugly - Dog Edition

Sorry I'm not sorry that I treat my dogs like children and talk about them any time anyone else brings up their human children.  They would love a chance to star on this blog, so today is the day.  The pups are going to share their good, bad and ugly.

My name is Quincy.  I am an 8 year old Schnauzer rescued from the Humane Society 7 years ago.  I have no idea why my first family couldn't keep me anymore, but I'm content now.

  • I'm the quiet one, unless the neighbor dogs are out - we like to catch up on the squirrel activity in the neighborhood when we can.
  • I play hard to get, so humans tend to become obsessed with me.
  • My beard is epic.  My parents continue to attempt to comb it, but I just stick it in the dirt outside and restyle it with my paws and I'm able to undo their efforts with ease.
  • I look like an old man and I always have, but I recently started acting like one too.  In dog years, I'm 64 years old so I view this as my retirement.  
  • I have a serious infatuation with white fluffy dogs.  I've escaped numerous times just to chase them down the street.  A man is allowed a fantasy, right?
  • I was once called obese by my doctor so I had to go on a serious diet.
  • I once ate a Bible that was passed down through multiple generations.  Once I got the word of God inside my body, I stopped eating things (except for mom's sunglasses, paper towels and magazines with Britney Spears on the cover - those will never get old.)
  • I can't stand when my parents talk to me like a child.  I am the only dog I know that can do a good eye roll and I give it to them almost daily.
  • I am terrified of thunder and fireworks.  Don't even think of putting me in one of those thunder jackets.  They look ridiculous.  Just give me a treat and let me hide under the covers.  Also, don't tell the world, it will ruin my image.

I am Princess Lola.  I am a 7 year old Rat Terrier mixed with Chihuahua.  Some jack asses abandoned me after I had a litter of pups when I was just 2.  Thank goodness, a strange van picked me up and then brought me somewhere warm.  They gave me the stupid name of Rachel, even though I continuously told them that I was a princess.  Eventually, I was rescued by my parents and I couldn't be happier.  Plus, they gave me the name Lola, so I knew it was meant to be.

  • I save the world from squeakers.  I know how annoying they are, so I instantly rip them out of any toys so no one has to listen to them.  You are welcome, family.
  • I have a super cute whisper bark.  It's how I tell my secrets.
  • I am a lover and a cuddler.  I'm sure you've heard of a bromance and a romance, but I can provide a Lomance.
  • Sometimes, I'm a picky eater.  When this happens, the only way to feed me is to make it a game and throw me the pieces of food.  I find it wildly entertaining.  Sorry, not sorry.
  • I can be a bit of a diva. When I need a new collar, I eat the gems off my current one.  That reminds me, I haven't gotten any new bling in a while.  I think it's time for some glitter in my life.
  • I might have spent some time in the slammer.  Long story short, I bit a runner - didn't break skin or anything, but I had just been rescued by my parents and let's just say that every little thing terrified me.   I feel bad that I did that.  I also feel bad that I got Pancreatitis.  My parents joke that I'm the million dollar dog.  I wish they'd spend money on new toys and treats, so I'll try and keep myself in line.
Ugly... no, there is no ugly about me.  I'll do GREAT instead:
  • I have those big eyes that people always say are attractive on women.  I know you're jealous.
  • I provide cheek to cheek support to my humans.  This involves me putting my face up against their face.  They pretend like it's invasive, but I know it makes them feel better after a long day.  I try and be so considerate.
  • I'm a better mice catcher than a cat.  I didn't care so much about the one that was in our house last year, but give me one in the backyard and I'll catch it every time.  Again, you're welcome.
Now that you know a little more about us, we're giving you the opportunity to donate a few dollars to the Animal Humane Society that so graciously rescued us and helped us find humans that were a good fit.  We are walking 5 miles on May 4th to raise money.  We really want to hit $500.00 and we have 11 days left.

Animal Humane Society: Walk for Animals 2013

Paws To Claws From California To Kansas


  1. I want Princess Lola to come play with Tilly!

  2. Ahhh this is so awesome! I love your dogs! :)

  3. hahaha i love this. and my dog IS my child. i can't help it.

  4. Your dogs are adorable. Thanks for commenting on my blog!

  5. Can't. Handle. The. Cuteness. GAHHHHHHHHHHHH

  6. ok i wanted a dog before, but this made me REALLY want one! they are both so, so cute!

  7. The beard, the squeaker destroyer, I can't even handle all this cute. I love them.

  8. Awww, I love this! Your babies are adorable. My dogs are my kids, too. Great to see a fellow rescuer/rescue supporter!


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