And Today is Zoey’s Day

Today is Zoey’s Half-Year Birthday.

She is 18 months old today!

I cannot believe my little girl, my tiny fur ball who weighed about 12 pounds when I first brought her home is now almost as tall as Zen and weighs about 61 pounds! Where have these last 18 months gone??

She’s gone from this…

To this…

In 18 short, sometimes seemingly never-ending, months!

It’s been a roller-coaster ride at times with her separation anxiety and quirky habits/obsessions; but the bonds between her and Zen and between her and me are beautiful to witness. She is such a sweet, loving, playful pup that one can’t help but fall in love with her.

Happy Half-Year Birthday Zo-Zo!! Zen and I love you!!

Friday Morning Snuggles 💜💜🐾🐾

My sweet little girl. Zen’s sweet – and sassy – little sister. This munchkin is approaching her teenage months, bless her heart. I think she’s close to coming into her first season…she has a hard time getting comfortable, panting hard at times and then relaxing for a few minutes.

And for now she’s quietly resting – still here on the couch with me – while Zen sleeps at my feet. The perfect way to start a weekend…with my (fur) babies at my side or at least close by. 💚🐾💜🐾

Morning Snuggles & A Heavenly Birthday

My Baby Girl

Just like her older brother, Angel Bogie, Zoey must have her morning snuggles with me. 💞🦮🐾

Fast asleep 💜🐾😍

Funny to me is that as a rule of paw, the male Goldens are more likely to be the “needy”, cuddly pups than the females. Well, I never did like living by “rules” anyway. In this house, the roles are reversed…..

Zen is more like Ducky in the snuggles department: when and how HE wants them. Zoey is just like older brother, Angel Bogie: SHE must have the morning snuggles on the couch (or in the recliner). Her brother, and sister Ducky, knew I would need another snuggle buddy and that little Zoey would be perfect in that role. 🥰

So, on to the second reason for this particular Awww Mondays blog post…

🦮My Beautiful Angel Boy Bogie🦮

HAPPY 2nd BIRTHDAY In Heaven my Beautiful Bogie Boy!! Mama will always miss you until we’re all reunited. And I will always love you.

Look How Big I Am!

Hi Everyone! Zen here! Mama said I could write this post. I told her I would just share some recent pix so our friends can see how much I’ve grown.

Here I’m sitting on the couch next to Mama.

Mama says that photo is one of her favorites.

Here I am in Mama’s lap, giving her kisses. It’s another of Mama’s favorites.

Mama says I’m her 55-pound lap dog. I think I probably weigh more than that now, but we don’t have a scale so I’m not sure.

Foraging for treats

That’s a real short video, but Mama wanted to record it for her to remember how cute I am when I do stuff like that. She told me that angels Bogie and Ducky used to do it too.

Now, just for comparison, here’s a photo of me from when Mama and Daddy first brought me home…

Actually, this photo was taken at my Grandpa Chuck’s house (where I was born) on the day I first came home.

Mama used to call me “her little Smudge Muzzle”. My muzzle is still a little “smudgy”, but not quite as much any more.

Well, that’s it for today. If Mama can get it work, we’ll link up to the Wordless Wednesday blog hop hosted by Sandee at

Zen’s Becoming A Snuggler

I love this boy! He’s growing so fast! When he came home in May he was just a little furball who was more interested in playtime than snuggles. Now look at him … in less than a week he’ll be six months old and loves to snuggle with me. 🥰🐾🦮

That feels good, Mama!

Proud of Myself

Handsome Zen Puppy

Hi Everyone! Mama said I could paw today’s Awww Mondays blog hop post. Aren’t I a handsome pup? Mama says I’m as handsome as my angel brothers Radar and Bogie. 😇🐶😇🐶

I’m proud of myself cuz I climbed on to Mama’s chair instead of pestering her like I usually do when she sits on the sofa to check her emails in the morning. 🤣🐶

That’s it for me today. Mama and I hope all our family and friends have a great Monday!

Not a Fluff Ball Anymore!

Play with me, Mama!!

Hard to believe our boy is nearly four and a half months old already! And he’s so. damn. smart!! Bogie and Ducky knew what they were doing when they picked him out for us!

A Break from Baby Jaws

No, I’m NOT sending him away to training boarding school. That’s not even an option in my opinion.

Poor little Zen had an upset tummy yesterday, that – as far as I know – started around 3:30 in the morning. I cleaned up the mess around 4 am when his crying kept his HuDaddy and me awake. Once I had him and the kitchen cleaned up, I gave him a little rug to lay on until we all got up later.

We all went back to sleep until about 11:25. I got dressed and happily noted first that there were no more messes to clean up. Then I brought the little guy outside for his first potty break of the day. His first poop was a bit on the soft side but at least not all liquid. A little later it was, well, let’s say “wet”. So, when hubby and I went to the grocery store, I bought a can of organic pumpkin purée. And it, along with some ground chicken and white rice, for dinner had him feeling better by bedtime.

This morning he’s feeling more like himself. And he ended up chewing a small corner piece off his Lickimat and swallowing it. Hopefully it’ll come out the other end soon. 🙄

Right now he’s napping because I left him in the kitchen to stop him from biting my clothes and me. For so many reasons I wish Ducky were still here physically – mostly because I miss her so much; but also because I need her help with this furry little alligator. The kind of help that only a mature dog can provide.

A Land Shark Has Possessed My Puppy!

HELP! A land shark has possessed the body and soul of my sweet puppy!

This sweet little fella I was so thankful for a week or so ago

has been possessed by demon land sharks! Now he’s attacking not only his toys, furniture, clothes, and shoes, but also me. And I have the scars to prove it! And in some pretty private places that I won’t show/name here,

And that’s just for starters. My arms look like I have chicken pox. Tuesday night when I was texting with Bogie’s trainer, James called him a furry alligator. And that’s about what this little guy has turned into.

The odd thing is, I’m the ONLY human he’s focusing on for his “Baby Jaws” bites. He plays nicely with his daddy, and if he bites him it’s only by accident. And on the way home from the airport on Wednesday night, he very calmly laid on the back seat with his head on his Uncle Doug’s leg.

I love and adore this little guy; but for the sake of my sanity and my skin, he has spent a lot of time in the kitchen these last few days. I hate it, but he is stressing me out. I can’t figure out why he’s deliberately biting at MY clothes and skin, no matter how many times I reinforce him for playing with his toys.

“This too shall pass” they say. But he just started teething a few days ago. He has another few months to go yet.

HELP! Help me change “Baby Jaws”, my “furry alligator”, back into the sweet puppy he was a week ago!