Run Free Noah, We'll See You Some Day...

Noah, one of our dear friends from Down Under, went to the Rainbow Bridge yesterday (04/23/2014). He was 13.5 years old and went for daily walks, right up to the end. We don't have words to say how sad we are. We send our love to D & B, his peeps, and his 3 sisters Willow, Tess and Lucy.  He will be missed by all his buddies in the blogging world very much.

Rest In Peace, dear buddy. We will meet again.

Baby Rocket Dog & Hootie

Easter Day in Montana

Here we are at the motel in Kalispell, Montana.  

Our peeps brought our covers for the extra bed, so we'd be comfortable.

 This is Hootie with our friend TICA.

 Mom with her good friend Ilse.

 I am "borrowing" TICA's stuffie here.

This was our happy Easter Day.  We hope all our friends had a wonderful Resurrection Sunday too!

Smooches from pooches,
Baby Rocket Dog & Hootie  

More From The Naughty Terrier Club...

 This top photo was just taken Tuesday, after Hootie's escapade. 

The bottom one is from November 2011...One of Mommy's favorites.

She calls it her Hootie-Rug. BOL.

The following is a post my brother, Hootie, made on The Naughty Terrier Club wall on Tuesday, April 15th :

Here I am, Hootie, relaxing under the watchful eye of my Welshie wife, Sally Ann. I was a VERY naughty terrier this afternoon. Went for a ride in the car with my mommy and when we got home she made the mistake of letting me out of the car without my leash. Well, BabyRocketDog and I both made a run for it. Baby was lured into the car with a treat. Not ME baby! I proceeded down the drive and started chasing a bunch of chickens and a rooster that run loose near a neighbor's house. The hens high tailed it away, fast. I am an amazing runner, so the chase was on. I decided the big rooster was game, so closed in on him. We ran through the horse coral, around trees in the woods, through a yard...all the time my old mommy running behind me screaming my name like a banshee. She almost caught me once, falling down. Bwahahaha. Finally I caught the rooster and clamped on to his tail feathers. He screeched and mom grabbed me. The rooster ran away, minus his tail feathers. I was in mommy's arms, all out of breath, but so proud. She kept telling me what a bad boy I was. Sheesh. She also went to the neighbor and was told the rooster was fine, his tail will grow back. So I say, "No harm, No foul/fowl." BOL.

So friends, that shows you what a naughty boy that brother of mine is.  Mommy told me that even though I initially ran off that I was a good girl.  SO, wouldn't you think that because I am so good that I would be rewarded, say, with a party, or parade, or at least a bowl of treats?? Nooooo.  Instead, on Wednesday, the folks took me for a ride (without Hootie) to see Dr. Hall, our veterinarian.  Now don't get me wrong, I love Doc Hall, but it seems whenever I go to see him alone he cuts something off of me.  True to form, he cut a melanoma off my back...The folks didn't even make the appointment for me to get that little bump cut off...It was because I have been limping off & on this past week.  Anywho, looks like I have osteo-arthritis.  Doc gave me some pills to test out.  Mommy said she wants to get me some glucosimine to try too.  They always say I'm a hypochondriac because I like to take pills...hmmmmm.   Okay, here's a pic of my most recent surgery, as I knew you are just dieing to see it!

Daddy has been giving me lots of special care and love, so it was worth it.


Hope you all have a great Passover/Easter holiday week.


Smooches from pooches,
Baby Rocket Dog & Hootie

Farrr North Idaho Reporting

This Moose was visiting us in March.

 Both of us wanted to go outside to visit with her, but the peeps wouldn't allow it.

 SOooo, since we weren't allowed to "visit" with her, our place is still called:

Bwahahaha.

  

News Flash:   Well, we thought Mrs. Moose was getting old really fast, but found out the white on her back is from something else.  Something really creepy.  Yup.  There was an article in the local paper about this and the accompanying photo looked a LOT like our moose.   Apparently there are some parasites called moose ticks and they can even KILL a moose.  We think that is probably why Mrs. Moose didn't have any calves with her this Spring.  The young calves can have over 50% of their blood drained by those vampire ticks and it's just too much for their young bodies. How sad.  The Billings, Montana Gazette had this story just yesterday & it tells more about the horrible moose tick, just click. Enough about that. Yuk.

Hootie and I, Baby Rocket Dog, have been enjoying our Winter and now Spring here in Farrr North Idaho.  Mommy and Daddy are really busy unpacking boxes and trying to de-clutter the cabin.  Good luck there folks...what a mess.  Can you spell hoarders?!   Bol.  Mom says it might take a good 6 months before things look "normal". 

Sorry we haven't been posting lately.  Google kind of had us confused.  We'll try to get our secretary to be better at keeping us up to date here.  So, time for us to sign off for now.  Hope you are all well and that 2014 is treating you peachy!

Smooches from pooches,
Baby Rocket Dog and Hootie