Dapper Pups

New boots for Murphy...
                       New boots for Murphy…

Murphy sez: Hey Mica, did ya see my spiffy new boots?! When do you think I get to try them out?

Mica sez: I don’t know, Murph. J seems to think they’re a bit too tall to work with your leg all messed up like it is, but maybe this weekend. They sure are fancy, with all that tread on the bottom. You’re gonna have some serious traction on the road, my friend.

Murphy sez: It’s gonna be cool, right? No more sore paws! And when those rascally rabbits jump out of the grass *right beside me*, I’ll be able to grab ‘em easier. I wonder if I could climb trees in those boots. I mean, rabbits are fun to chase, but I really wanna catch one of those high-falutin’ squirrels. Always chattering down at me from those tree branches, thinkin’ they’re all that…

Mica sez: You might want to think about how you’re gonna get out of the tree first, Murph. Seems like not such a good spot for a dog to find himself in, you know? I’ll stick with going after those pesky ducks. All that quacking makes me drool, I tell you what.

Murphy sez: Ducks are kind of boring. Except those ones we saw kind of molesting the third one on our walk a few weeks back. That was interesting. I kinda wanted to break it up. They didn’t seem to like us walking so close to ‘em. J says we did our good deed and gave the girl duck a break.

1st crocheted legging for airflow.
                          1st crocheted legging for airflow.

Mica sez: I really could have evened up that fight if she’d let me have one of the males. Talk about the ultimate squeaky toy, eh? Speaking of toys, I don’t think we’re supposed to know this, but I think I heard J saying she ordered us both a box of toys in the mail. That sure sounds like fun. Yours might even have treats in it! I hope you share…I mean, it’s only polite.

Murphy sez: New toys? And treats? I might share, but depends on what it is. You can’t have, like…*anything* with that sensitive stomach of yours, dude. But if there’s something without grain or dairy or fish in it, you can try a bite. If you share some of your toys. Fair is fair.

Mica sez: Fair enough, Murph. I might have to wear some of your socks soon – J’s been threatening to put the longer, skinnier ones on me since I lick more than you do at night. I think that’s a horrible idea, but she seems to think the licking is a bad thing. I don’t know why I do it…I just do. And I can’t seem to stop…but it’s not like my legs are bleeding like yours does.

Second iteration of mesh crocheted sock.
                   Second iteration of mesh crocheted sock.

Murphy sez: Yeah, me neither. Licking is…ka-thar-tic, or however you say that.

Speaking of leggings, aren’t the new crocheted ones J’s making me cool? They’re meshy for the daytime when I’m coned up, so they protect my leg from cone bumps, but still let it get lots of air for healing. I’m not sure if I like them or not…they’re loose too, so no elastic to slow circulation, but they kinda feel weird when I lick ‘em. But J says I’m not supposed to lick them, I’m supposed to be a good doggie and leave my leg alone. Clearly she’s never been an addict. Sheesh.

She got me a new donut-type cone too, but hasn’t had time to blow it up yet. I think it’s too big, like the other plastic cone she bought, but I guess we’ll see. My old cone is wearing out though, so she’s gotta replace it with something soon. She said she’s going to try the donut cone this weekend, and then cut down that new plastic one so it’s shallower if the donut doesn’t work. I appreciate that, because I like playing with my toys even if I have my cone on, and my nose is short. You’d think they’d have found a better solution to cones by now.

Mica sez: Well, if you’d stop licking/chewing on yourself, then you wouldn’t have to wear that lampshade while they’re gone. But since you need it, maybe we should decorate it. They’re so boring, just plain plastic like that. We could put stickers on it – it’ll be a new fashion statement – you could start a trend, Murph!

Murphy sez: Let’s not get too excited about this, Mica. I mean, next thing you know, you’ll be telling me I need a sweater for fall, and a coat for winter…

Mica sez: Oh, it’s coming, buddy. Our J likes to crochet and knit, remember? I guarantee you’ll have a nice sweater like mine by fall. But I bet it’ll match those snazzy boots!

Mica's green & white sweater.
                        Mica’s green & white sweater.

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Tenderfoots

It's not raining...let's walk!
                          It’s not raining…let’s walk!


Murphy sez:
Rain sucks. But only because J won’t take us walking in the rain. Well, and it’s cold and wet. But I don’t mind so much when it’s not too cold. I hate being cooped up inside though. A dog needs fresh air!

Mica sez: Yeah, I don’t much care for rain either, but I’d walk in the rain if J would take us. There’s totally a difference between just going in the backyard and taking a walk – walks are way better! Kinda hard on your feet though, eh Murph?

Murphy sez: Yeah, I don’t know how you handle those rough streets. After a week of walking with no sidewalks in most of our neighborhood, the sharp little rocks in the road just make me limp. That’s why I wasn’t excited to go on walks anymore – it hurt!

Mica sez: Well at least J finally noticed you limping on the chip-seal stuff. I’m sure she’ll find you some nifty shoes to wear so your feet don’t hurt soon. But she is letting you walk in the gutters for now. They’re smoother, anyways.

Murphy sez: I like walkin’ in the gutter, mostly. I get to smell all the plants and yards and stuff, and I’m closer to the stealth bunnies trying to be all sneaky-like. They can’t hide from me! Too bad J won’t let me go on the lawns after ‘em…

Mica sez: At least you get closer than I do. I wish I could walk on the inside sometimes. You get all the interesting smells! But at least we get to walk. Going from 2 miles a day to nothin’ when it’s raining is pretty brutal. Stupid rain.

Less walks = more tugs!
                            Less walks = more tugs!

Murphy sez: We tried not to drive J too nutty, but I think she was glad when we could walk Weds night. And then last night we went early to try to beat the rain…and got rained on. Which she blamed on me, sort of. I can’t help that I got my name from Murphy’s Law!

Do you think J will get you new shoes too, Mica? We’d be stylin’…if she could get ‘em on your feet. You might be able to handle the streets better than me, but man, you’re a big baby when it comes to getting your nails done. What was that on Saturday anyways? All that jumping around and not letting J trim your nails…

Mica sez: She’d better not get me shoes. Though she does make me wear boots when it’s super-cold out. But I don’t like ‘em. I don’t like anyone or anything touching my feet. Period. Not even just pets. But I did let J use the electric file on my nails. So I wasn’t completely unreasonable.

Good to rest after a nice walk in the rain...
                   Good to rest after a nice walk in the rain…

Murphy sez: Sure…after you were worn out from avoiding the clippers. You’ve got issues, Mica. Seriously. Your feet might feel better without those huge claws you’re sportin’. And if you don’t let J take care of them, she might take you to the vet like she’s been threatening for awhile now…

Mica sez: As long as she only uses the grinder, and not the clippers, that might be okay. I don’t like the sound of clipping. I blame you and B for all this. You got your toenails done all pretty-like at the groomer’s last week, and then B was making fun of J’s toenails last Saturday, so she decided that she had to do hers *and* mine.

She said she’s been neglecting her own feet and mine, so we gotta do pedicures every Saturday now, just like her weekly manicures. But she said she might just touch your toenails up too, so it’s not like you get a pass, Murph. I think she said something about lotion or oil or paw salve or something too. I’m tellin’ ya – it’s dangerous when she gets ideas in that head of hers…

Murphy sez: Well at least that waterless shampoo she bought for you smells pretty good. Watermelon-y. I’m not sure why she used it on me since I just got groomed and all, but now we smell like fruit instead of flowers. Yum!

I hope J can find me some red shoes to match my collar & leash…

Mica sez: I’m sure she’ll try, buddy. I’m sure she’ll try.

LazyMorning


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Fighting the Beast

Away we go!
                                         Away we go!


Murphy sez:
I…am the greatest dog alive! Last weekend, I got a steady stream of treats for a good twenty minutes. It was phenomenal! One of the best days ever! And all because there was a ferocious beast in our kitchen…

Mica sez: Don’t you think that’s just a bit dramatic, Murph?

Mmm...treat dough leftovers...
                                Mmm…treat dough leftovers…

Murphy sez: Shush! It’s my story, I’ll tell it like I want to.

Anyway, like I was saying, I was just minding my own business out in the backyard, snacking on some tasty grass, and I decided I needed a drink. So I head back into the house and there it was! Right in the middle of our kitchen. It was tall and gray with yellow stripes and a long white arm that seemed to flail about for no reason. It wasn’t making any noise, but I knew it was gonna, so after I gave it the sniff test, I barked at it. J said I didn’t need to worry, but what does she know? She’s just a silly human – I had to protect her from the beast!

J went to the cupboard while I was barking – the one with the yummy stuff in it, and came back with some treats. She gave me some, only I couldn’t bark and chew at the same time. But then she stopped, and said that the beast was going to make noise. Noise! It made a weird sound, and then I got another treat. Then there was another sound, and another treat. Then it made a *lot* of noise and J actually *touched it* – she was moving the arm around and giving me treats with the other hand!

I wanted to tell her how dangerous it was, that she should get away and let me kill it, but my mouth was full and all I could think about was those treats. She gave Mica some too, but not as many as me.

Then the beast stopped making noise, and I stopped getting treats, but there was this long cord that J was wrapping around the beast and I couldn’t understand why she was touching that evil thing again! So I barked again, and barked some more, and I got some more treats.

The scariest part was when the beast moved…it moved, I tell ya! I was going to kill it right then and there, even though it wasn’t making any noise, but J just gave me more treats and she put it in a little room behind a door.

Why didn’t she let me kill it? And why would I get treats for not yelling at or killing such a horrible, noisy, ugly, smelly beast?

*sigh* Next time, Beast. Next time.

Sparkly clean!
                                 Sparkly clean!

Mica sez: Oh good grief, Murphy. You barked at the vacuum cleaner and got treats for it. Sure wish I’d figured that racket out a long time ago. The first time I saw the vacuum, I was so scared I peed in the dining room. I didn’t get treats for that…

Murphy sez: Well, maybe you’re not as smart as me, Brother Dear.

Mica sez: At least I don’t smell like flowers, Little Dude.

Murphy sez: Just you wait. It’ll be your turn for a bath soon enough!

Exhausting week - let's do it again!
                                   All worn out…bedtime!

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