Reminiscing Because It’s Friday

Hello Everypuggy
I hope you all had a marvelous week full of treat and cuddles. I got my share, of course. But I do wish I had a few more (of both, if truth be told) Mommy time. She gets home so darned late that we MIGHT get an hour of cuddle time, depending on how tired she is.

But that is not what I am here to talk about. We all know how cuddles go. No, I am here to chat memories that make me happy.

This is what jogged my memory -

Chewy.com sent us this travel mug back in the day and now that Mommy is leaving the HOUSE for work each day, she started using it for her coffee. It is a great cup and keeps her coffee hot ALL morning - or however long it takes her to drink it up.

It reminds me of our days as Chewy.com Influencers and all the best fun stuff they would send us. It was such a bounty. tote bags, balls, gift boxes, tshirts - dresses (for me), frisbees, TREATS . . . The list goes on and on. In return, we tested and reviewed products. Some were definite HITS and we still buy them to this day. Others - well they can’t all be winners, huh?

Working for Chewy.com was just plain fun. It gave us an easy BLOG POST to write once or twice a month. And let’s face it - the company was just plain FUN to be a part of.

But then the Influencer program went away. The company was bought by PetsMart and they have a strong marketing presence without using Influencers. Chewy.com and it’s overall mission of an online store of PET HAPPINESS survives, though. We still buy all of our food and supplies from Chewy.com.

Sweet memories like this are a wonderful way to celebrate the end of a long week.

Thank you Chewy.com for so many sweet memories.

Wordful Wednesday

Does this look like SPIT to you?

Old Yeller . . . As IF

Mommy keeps calling me “Old Yeller” and I thought she was giving me a “CUTE” nickname - as she often does.

And then I heard there was a movie by the same moniker and I was flattered although it is a sad sad story about a faithful dog. THAT I am. Not the OLD part, just the faithful. That is where the similarity ends. I’m neither old nor a retriever, as in the movie.

My FURS are F-a-w-n, Mommy! Not Yellow!

It was bugging me so finally, during our evening cuddle, I asked “Mommy, why do you call me Old Yeller?”

Because, she said sweetly, you have been YELLING all the time lately.

A-hem.

My box bed is looking pretty comfortable about now.

I’m Still Here Just . . .

I have been doing more than my share of lounging lately. It’s almost become laughable. But it isn’t. It’s because my Mommy’s new job keeps her from helping me  regularly chatting with you. That’s right. It’s HER fault.

My typical day is something like this

• Wake up before the dawn and LICK until my Mommy gets aggravated enough to get up
• Run outside to do my bidness
• Run into the house and straight to my DISH which better be FULL
• Plop down in my box bed and wait for Aunt T to make her lunch
• Enjoy the constantly dropping foodables Aunt T drops for me
• Return to my bed box while everyone finishes dressing
• Go outside for a post meal jaunt
• Bark like crazy when Mommy gets ready to leave
• Wait for Aunt T to gimme a treat when she leaves
• Go back to my box bed and sleep until a human comes home to FEED ME

That’s what I do everyday - basically just waiting for Mommy to return home from work. That’s long after dinner and long long after the sun has gone down. She comes home - we cuddle and hour and then it is bedtime.

And THAT is why the blog has not been regular lately.