Da puppy Frisbee and sissy Pickie

Who is dis big dogg? I wunder if she wuld plays wiffs me?

Mom I'm bo-legged ands my tail is quicked...I thinks I'll takes a nap now cuz my eyes are getten closed little by littles...I don'ts know....

Sissy Pickie and little Frisbee taking a break from playing with their toys posing for the camera. In not too many pictures does Pickie ever look at the camera, she's usually camera shy and turns her head. Frisbee on the other hand is a camera ham!

 I'm on's my furst Gofer pawtrol in da neighburs field. I'm stocken ones now! Watch outs Gofers dere's a new kid in town!

I know dere's a Gofer in dere somewhere cuz I can smells it!

Oh my Dogg whut a sneeze dat waz! I'll shakes it offs! Aaaaaachooooo...

 

What da heck is dat? I thinks Mom calls it a black Stink bug..I can'ts believes it's sticken it's butt ups in da air at's me!! Watch out!!! Oh no whut is dat smell and looks at da little grey cloud aboves his butt! I thinks I'll leabes him alone!! Little precious Frisbee in the neighbors field wearing her pretty pink first collar.

 Oh num num..dis toy tastes good!

 

 Pickie said to me when I took this picture, "Mom dis little white thin is chewing on my toy..oh well, what so ever shall I do?"

I finks I gonna bite dis toy's tail..my first shakie, shakie! Num num!

Mom I thinks I needs a nap...Mom I is tu tired, I can hardly keeps my eyes open can we takes da picture latur?

My little younger girl

Frisbee at camp

Pickie and Frisbee...so precious and adorable...

My two girls again. Look at those ears. Glad she grew into them!

Let's play tug of war...it's my toy...no it's mine! Let go...let go...

Well....Frisbee and Pickie say..."Dat's all fur tonite folks!" 

Good nite all and thanks fur viewing our Blog!! Come back often!               

Attitudes!

What did yu says tu me Mom??? What da Flea!

Yep you guessed it! Frisbee has a little bit of an attitude, can't ya tell?? She's got lots of the Westie attitude looks and I love her and them all! Life would be so dull without my little Frisbee and her Westie attitudes and attitude faces!

Shad of gween

Who could resist this sweet green face!

Well Frisbee of course had fun helping her Papa mow the two pastures today. She rolled and rolled around in the freshly wet, green grass and turned a pretty shade of green.

She always does this when my Husband mows the pastures. She's not as green this time like she usually gets!

Close up time of my little green girl!

The tails of Frisbee # 1

Yesterday when Frisbee, sissy Pickie and me, (Mom) went for our morning walk Frisbee all of a sudden stopped and turned around looking and said, "Mom what the heck is dat? I'd better goes and checks it outs!"

 When I wasn't looking Frisbee snuck into the neighbors yard, (no one living there yet), and I heard he talking to herself saying, "I knows dere is a Gofer in dis yard maybe eben twu or free, I just sniff dem outs!" So she started going on Gofer patwols as she calls them and away she went.

At one point Frisbee stopped in the front yard and just starred and starred looking at something and you could here her say, "What da heck is dat ober dere? Could it's be anober Gofer or twu?" She stood there for the longest time when I turned around and noticed where she was and told her. "Come on Frisbee dat ain'ts yur yard, yu can'ts be in dere sweetie!"



Well for once she listened to me and came back to the place where she snuck in at and said, "Otay Mom I'm gonna squeeze backs thru's, I thinks dis is where I gots in at."

She couldn't quite figure how to get out of the yard here so I went to the gate and let her out. I was laughing so hard I forgot to take a picture of letter her out of the gate!

We then all walked up the road to the neighbors field for a potty walk, Frisbee did a little Gofer patrolling then we all walked back to our house, through the front gate and into the front door where Mom gave them both another cookie.

The end!

Mom and Frisbee Bradley

The Westie Prayer

The Westie Prayer

Now I lay me down to sleep, 

The king-size bed is soft and deep.

I sleep right in the center groove

My human being can hardly move!

I've trapped her legs, she's tucked in tight

And here is where I pass the night.

No one disturbs me or dares intrude

Till morning comes and "I want food."

I sneak up slowly to begin

My nibbles on my human's chin.

She wakes up quickly,

I have sharp teeth

I'm a Westie, don't you see?

For the morning's here

And it's time to play

I always seem to get my way.

So, thank you Lord for giving me

This human person that I see.

The one who hugs and holds me tight

And shares her bed with me at night!

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My dearest, sweet girl Westie Frisbee taking a snooze with her Papa at camp. I'm so very glad that God gave her to me at a time I needed her the most and Frisbee, sissy Pickie and I are making more memories to cherish until the day I die. Westies are a wonderful breed and none of them deserve to not have a wonderful, loving, caring furever home...