....and we're back!

It's been a while since I got Mom to post. Last year was kind of a busy year for her, too much work. The great thing was that she worked from home a lot, so we got to see her all the time. It wasn't a whole lot of fun though, she was on the phone a lot. But now that she's going back to work during the day, Heidi and I have a lot of free time on our hands.

Which gave me time to get into stuff around the house. And find stuff. Like this resume I found. I'm not sure what Heidi is up to, or what she's looking for, but I'm a little suspicious....

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Heidi Strickland
aka Chasser's Nutmeg Tiger

Baltimore MD 503-W00-W00Woo
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EXPERIENCE:

Residential Security Specialist
Baltimore MD April 2009-Current
-Specializing in exterior perimeter patrol
-Driveway intrusion alert specialist
-Large animal threat detection and removal
-Schmouser, successful capture, detainment and extermination
-Stinkbug disposal specialist
-Interior small animal search-and-destroy consultant

Transportation Security Advisor
Portland OR and Seattle WA Jan 2005-August 2008
-Provided timely notifications of potential space violations by Ferry personnel and Gas Station Attendants
-Successfully thwarted all intrusion attempts on 218 ferry trips

Voiceover Artist
Portland OR Jan 2005-August 2008
-Stand-in for Curley on the 3 Stooges
-Uncanny impression can be performed on demand

HOBBIES
Swimming, Chasing, Tugtoy, Kong Toy Catch

EDUCATION
None
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Boy, she sure found some good writers to capture what she does. If I want to stay employed, I better see if I can pull together some credentials. Mom says I should enjoy my retirement, I earned it. But I don't know, I don't want the kibble drying up.

Til next time,
Zoe

Lambie

Last year, I got the best toy ever, Lambie. Lambie looks like a dreadlocked soccer ball.

And boy, we loved Lambie to death. Literally. Mom had to sew him back together so many times, the fabric simply disintegrated. Oh Joy! I got a new Lambie for Christmas this year, as well as a nifty shopping bag for those bad hair days.

We also got squeaky donuts, which we love to walk around squeaking just to drive mom nuts, especially when she's on conference calls.

Time Out

I have to say, Heidi is one weird chick. We're hanging out tonight and she's playing with TreatBall. Very intently. The next thing we know, she's disappeared. Now, the den is pretty small--there's the new bookcases on one wall, the couch and the ottoman on the other. How can one little dog simply disappear? Mom found her, curled up in the 2 foot space between the wall and the ottoman, curled up so you couldn't see her. It's like she put herself in time out (although we don't have that in our house). Mom and I are still wondering what it was she thought she did wrong. Even after we found her, she decided to continue her self-imposed time out. I'll never figure her out.

This is soo embarassing

I keep asking Mom not to do this, but she's a little nutty about us grrls and Christmas pictures. Every year she tries to take pictures of us, but we just can't sit still. This is me, this year. I wasn't real happy about having to wear the goofy hat...

but then she told a funny joke about a cat in a Christmas tree and I forgot about the hat and laughed...

This beats our Christmas last year. Mom made us sit forever trying to get us together...

but it paid off, we got the bestest toys ever, I got Baby, the dreadlock lambie. We loved Baby so much, Mom had to sew it back together until the fabric just couldn't hold together anymore.
The most challenging Christmas picture ever was when we went to go see Santa. I kept telling him what I wanted for Christmas (sausages, squeeky toys, more sausages) but he didn't listen. In fact, he smelled a little like bourbon. Heidi was so jealous I got the christmas bulbs and she had to wear the hat, finally, after 6 or 7 tries, they got this picture...

Merry Christmas! I hope you don't have to wear funny hats!

Zoe

Note to Self: Cannot leap (off of) tall buildings anymore

We went to the doctor today for my final checkup from my Superdog incident. I guess I can't just jump off the deck any time I want to go chase after intruding neighbor dogs. I dislocated my hip last time I tried that and I'm finally cleared for normal activities. Which in my case, is sleeping on the couch, sleeping on my favorite chair, sleeping on my back with a random tail wag.

Mom was very bummed when she heard that our favorite doctor was leaving. Since I've never been sick, our choice of vet has not been that important. But with the whole cancer thing and the hip popping thing, Mom really liked this doctor. We haven't had a whole lotta luck finding someone around here that we trust and like. Guess I can't get sick anymore! Heidi can jump from the top step, but I'll use all 5.

I did it! I did it!

I caught me a chipmunk. Very proud of myself. While Heidi runs around the yard barking at everything, somehow I caught that darn chipmunk. Mom was working in the yard and saw me with it. I let her take it, I was very gentle not to destroy it. Mom always said we'd make terrible hunting dogs. If Heidi or I ever caught a duck, she says there'd be nothing left but some stray feathers after we got done playing tug toy with it. But this time, it was me, Zoe, who got the critter. Not that Heidi. She's cute and all, just not very bright........oh, wait.......that's what mom used to say about me.....

Thanks for stopping by

My mom told me that I should share my stories with other people. I'm always getting into some kind of pickle or another. For an old girl, there's always something going on that makes my mom smile. If it's not me getting into things, it's my crazy sister Heidi. I'll tell you more about us next time.