Brothers - Boy! by Missy

At Christmas I thought that Spring would never come. My brother Mac is an outside dog and to get him off my turf by the front door -window pillow or daddy's lap you have to have no rain. Now, no rain is not easy in the northwest. Even on a blue sky day...rain clouds can blow by and dump sprinkles and Mac is very sensitive if he smells rain, he is back in the house.

But yesterday the miracle happened. I was out with Mac in the back yard and there it was....a bulb coming into bloom. It was tiny, just up and breaking into a buttercup yellow drop. I smelled it and it hit me. Spring!

I know, I know there are gray skies out there...but when you see a bulb the next thing is the trees bloom and then the sun starts to come out more and more. Some times the sky actually warms and before you know it Mac is out the door and in the backyard more and more each day.

Our new neighbor Bailey, a very nice guy, is also a backyard kid so Mac is enjoying his time outside more than ever before. They just go to our mutual fence and talk to each other. You know "shoot the breeze" so to speak. So, that means I am almost in the peace time of the year.

When Mac is outside he is not here to share little tidbits that dad gives out when he has lunch. Mac misses the whole production of daddy going out to the mailbox and so I am usually chosen to escort him for safety purposes. I also get to watch mom go up and down the stairs to the office and be by her feet in case she has time to drop a small treat on the floor. There are tweets to send and cards to send out to my Twitter friends. There's online shopping to do to buy Hello Kitty stuff, like my new Tshirt and new toys to mull over. There are girl friends to call on my cell and doggie blogs to read --- all without interruption from brother. 

Mac carefully resting in the grass or digging (a very small) hole in the yard means that March can be filled with shopping trips with Auntie Cheryl and cookie baking with mommy. Its a good life in the Spring for a fluffy dog with her brother out of the house.

Oh Mac will come in every once in a while. He rarely goes a whole hour without finding mommy for a hug. He is a bit of a sissy with that sort of thing. He acts all huffy and tough around peeps and other dogs, but you should see him kissing up mommy when he's lonely. Geesh.

And even though he would never admit it...sometimes he joins me in a sunspot on our mini couch pillow by the front window. Its big enough for both of us to share and if no one is around...like when they go out and we are all alone...you might catch me and Mac curled up together. Well we never actually touch, we just come really close and know that we are not alone. I mean a brother has to be good for something, right?

Happy Spring, and if you have a brother that happens to be a terrier -- happy peace with them in the backyard! Your friend and offical Pink Pup, @MissBusyBiz

Valentine from a Princess

   The day began so simple, but ended so special. First Missy was sleeping by the front door and that means that brother Mac was by her side. The day was sunny for winter and warm on the pink bed and just as she was closing her eyes for a little nap --- a strange man walked up to the front door and rang the bell.
   Mac jumped up and down and barked to alert mother, Missy ran up the steps in the hall to be safe and bark from a distance. The man just stood there waiting for mom to come to the door. Mac was jumping higher and higher and drooling from the mouth. He was going to rip that man right off the porch, throw him over the banister and down into the pit that surrounds the house. It was going to be bad, really bad.
   Mommy came running into the hallway and told Mac to calm down and Missy to stay where she was on the step. Then she talked to the man through the window. He was trying to deliver a package for Auntie Cheryl and wanted to leave it by the door. When mom opened the door there was the package and a card dropped on the floor.
   The card had golden writing on it and looked very important with a crest an all. "Its addressed to Missy", mommy said. Missy came down a few stairs and smelled the card and asked mommy to open it up.
   Mommy used a silver knife to slip through the envelop top and tear it open. She then carefully pulled out the card and read it to Missy -
   "Oh Missy, its from Princess Gwenie, your friend from Twitter and she is sending you the prettiest Valentine from the palace...wow is it pretty...look, it looks just like you in a pretty rose sparkle dress" Missy smelled the card and smiled, she had gotten her first Valentine of the year and it was from her good friend Gwenie. Gwenie lives in a castle in the desert and she knows all about fashion, food and good times. She's a shes a corgi just like the Queen's dogs - but twice as royal.

Mommy took the card and put it on the front greeting table so everyone could see it and Missy has the prettiest Valentine of all Gwenie's subjects in the land. Great Day!