It's us...remember us?

First, our Mom stinks and we have a bajillion things to tell you that we haven't told you yet because...she stinks!!  We're SO behind.  We want to have a good scrapbook of the last couple months of our lives so we're going to make some posts that are almost aaaaaall pictures so get ready.  After we're caught up we're gonna blog normal because we have TONS of stuff to tell everyone!

Second...we have NEWS.

-Conrad, Otis & Rulon-Mooch

Sad, sad news.

Edited to add:




Our friends over at the Houston Pittie Pack have suffered a terrible tragedy.  Last night their house caught on fire and five of her pack members were killed.  Thankfully everyone else got out ok but it sounds like the house is a total loss.  

They're going to need help so if anyone is interested in helping out I'm trying to find out where to send mail to.  She will need basics to get back on her feet, take care of the family and remaining pups (Brinks & Bella) so possibly Walmart or Target 

gift cards, etc would help plus the donation account is above.

Rest in Peace, Sweet Ones...

Coco Chanel

Guero

 Lucky

 Shelby

 Tiger

Many of you might remember Shelby's story when she was first found...so happy she had a wonderful life after that.

Maryann & The Brat Pack

Care Bear

My big Bear crossed the Bridge this morning. He has been having issues with his Laryngeal Paralysis and things had gotten to the point where he was struggling too much to breathe easily anymore. Thanks to our friends through the years who have followed his stories and life since he came to live with me.  A huge thank you to Dr. Becky and Marie for taking 

care of him this past year.

I want to post some pictures of him, but will need a bit first.

We love you, big boy.

Balls!

Check it out!

We hate balls, too.
http://www.ihateballs.com

Presents!

Dr. Becky brought me a WHOLE BOX of presents!!  She even said FOR OTIS when she was here and I was all OH YEA and BACK OFF to squatty boy Conrad.

Guess what was in the box....

You'll never guess....

TOWELS!! MY FAVORITE!

Thank you, Dr. Becky...I know I'm your favorite Brat, 

you don't have to say it.

xoxo - Otis

Samantha Jane

I'm sad to tell our friends that Samantha Jane crossed the Bridge today. She fought the Bone Cancer since March, was as tough as nails but it finally was just too much for her. She was happy to the end and enjoyed a buffet this morning of a 4-egg cheese omelet, 8 strips of turkey bacon, a chicken breast, several pieces of beef jerky, a heap of liver treats and an entire container of Cool Whip. Thanks to everyone who loved her, followed her blog adventures and supported us through the years.

We haven't been keeping up with the blog (and that's going to change) but I wanted to share some pictures from the Basset Hound Shuffle a month or so ago plus pics of Sam last night and today. (That's her thermal underwear shirt she slept in so the hot water bottles weren't against her skin)

She will be sorely missed around here, the boys won't have anyone to boss them around and be scared of anymore.  A couple of my favorite pics from the past....such a sweet, sweet (and stubborn) girl.

We love you...

I won! I won! I'm official!

It tooks loads longer than I thought it would, but finally Mom understood that I wasn't leaving.  Now I'm an official BRAT!  Mom thinks that Thrawn had a very special hand in making me show up because he was totally a troublemaker and she said I'm following in his paw prints.  My legs are also made out of springs and I'm bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy, full of fun, fun  like that Tigger guy.  Ok so she didn't exactly say FULL of fun, I mean she doesn't look like she's having fun when she cleans up dirt after I dug a hole or the insides of babies once I ripped their heads off....but maybe that means SHE is just no fun while I really am.  Wow, that was a lot of thoughts at once.

I LOVE my new brothers and even Samantha the Grouch.  Otis beat me up three times because he's a bully but I forgive him, I also don't snap at him anymore though because he's a little scary when he's mad.

So here I am in my new life as....

CONRAD

The SUPER Brat

Talk at ya soon....

-C

I'm in trouble.

You might have to click to make it big...she Photoshopped me in these pictures, I didn't do it.

Pupcakes!

Rulon-Mooch here!  Otis left today and we were all NO WAY and Conrad was all YES WAY HE DID and I was all WHAT A PUNK!!!

Then we all went to sleep.

When we woke up Big O was back, we were all going to kick his butt but then he had a box that smelled like heaven, so we let him live.

I'll let the pictures speak for themselves...good thing I posted instead of Sam the Ham because she'd be describing every pic until you were all KILL ME NOW.

PS The scale starting screaming when Otis stepped on it and yelled YOU'RE a FATTY so he's on a diet.  This is like his last supper before living on carrots and green beans.

PS again.  OK, the scale didn't say that, but if I had been there I would have yelled it.

The last PS...These are Wheat Free Pupcakes from Three Dog Bakery in Southlake.  Four paws UP!  Well, Bear just said technically that's 20 paws up since there are 5 of us.  What-evah - they ROCKED!

Don't worry, Mom is cleaning the floors today.  She says we're giant slop pigs.

-Mooch OUT