And now...the answers to your questions!

The first question comes from trollcole at trovecove, who is actually one of my good friends in real life. Her question is: why are your dogs total posers?

Well trollcole, they are posers because they don't want to be their real selves...which is, dogs. They much prefer pretending to be human and I, being the nutjob that I am, take pleasure in treating them like little babies. :)

The second question comes from Benny & Lily. They asked why Lucy isn't in the new Apple Mac commercials?

Sad story, Lucy was going to be in one of the Apple commercials, but we couldn't come to a monetary agreement with the Apple people so we backed out. Lucy's a star. She doesn't settle.

The third question, from Sequoia and Petunia asks what is Lucy's favorite toy?

Basically any toy that she can rip open in less than 30 seconds flat, pull out all the stuffing and then eat. She also loves bottlecaps but my mom likes to play "worst scenario possible" and said she'd choke and die on one so I've since stopped giving her those.

Fourth question from Mica. Does Tank get jealous that he doesn't have his own blog like Lucy?

Simple answer, no. Tank only wants Lucy's things. Example: I have two bones. Exact in everyway. I hand one to both dogs, Lucy takes off with her new bone and Tank has no interest in his bone. It is left on the floor while he tries to go and steal the bone that Lucy has. Say I offer to exchange said bones. I give Lucy the bone I originally tried to give Tank and she smiles and says "thank you ma'am" and I give Tank the one he wanted but now he's lost interest in this bone and will try stealing the same bone he originally refused! So, in summary, Tank loves being on Lucy's blog. If he had his own, he'd just find a way to get back on to her blog.

Thanks to Brutus' mom, Michelle, for answering one of my questions! She let me know that Tank is a possible candidate for Invisalign! I've been thinking though, maybe I should embrace Tank for who he is, accept that he is King of snaggletooths and could probably form some kind of army with all that power.

Q & A's with theplussizepug

Wow. This is terrible! I have only posted once for the whole month of October. This has got to change. While I'm working on putting together new posts, I thought I'd do a little Q&A for anyone that has any nagging questions about Lady Lumps and/or Sir Snaggletooth. Feel free to ask questions like:

Why is Lucy so fat?

What does William Shatner have that Lucy doesn't have?

Is Tank a good candidate for Invisalign?

I will do my best to consult with the pups and post the answers.

Portraits!

Lucy is pretending to hate this but is actually loving every second of it.


















Tank, on the other hand, is completely not interested. The only thing on his mind is where in the house he's going to poop next.

Lullaby...and goodnight...

Mr. Tank enjoying my king size bed all to himself:

*Toots*

Three fun facts about the dogs flatulence:

1. When Lucy toots, she startles herself.

2. Tank has tooted before and awoken Lucy from a deep sleep.

3. Tanks toots can clear a room.

I don't have a picture to clearly illustrate any of these things so a random sequence of pictures will have to do:

My, what a lovely shade of rouge

Tank was obsessed with a dying agave plant that was in the backyard. He would grab entire stems off of this (prickly!) plant and bring them inside and eat them. I ended up having to dig up the whole plant and throw it away. I noticed he had a redness to his lips (the pictures don't do it justice) and an internet search turned up that agave plants can cause irritation to the skin.

I must say, the color really brings out his eyes.

Bless you

This photo captures Tank, mid-sneeze. Doesn't he look like a little troll? I should build him a bridge to sit under.

Beware. Evil is lurking in the shadows.

Our sleeping arrangements

Sorry for the grainy photo, it was taken from my camera phone.

An example of how the dogs and I usually sleep. Lucy on my face/neck making it sometimes impossible to breathe, and Tank next to me, although it's usually his other end directly in my face.

Behold!

The awesomeness that is snaggletooth:

How Some Sundays Are Spent