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Our First Christmas With Max

We adopted Max the end of March, a beautiful four year old Italian Greyhound. He’s a southern boy from Kentucky and has not adapted well to the cold weather. Since he’s from the south, he’s never had to wear clothes to keep warm, so every time we dress him, he refuses to move. Therefore, it was relatively easy to get these pictures of Max dressed up for the holidays. Enjoy – I guarantee Max didn’t!

This is how Santa would look if he was an Italian Greyhound

With a beard…

Max is secure enough in his masculinity to don a Christmas tree outfit that looks like a dress

Don’t worry Max, we won’t ever mount your head.

A bunny sweater that looks suspiciously like a deer.

Santa’s little helper.

I would like to thank Max for his sacrifice. He was (and is) a good boy.

May the farce be with you!

Your IFF,



Christmas Wreath

Melvin loved the way the wreath scratched his back on the way inside. The dog felt the same way.

Photo credit: NobleWorks Cards

Dog Halloween Poem

As dusk arrives on Halloween,

the puppies run, the kiddies scream

with delight.

They’ve never seen

these costumes on the dogs.




yellow submarine,

quarterbark & cheerleader,

cowboy dressed in jeans.

Buns with a real dog inside,

a skunk that’s safe – no need to hide

A family photo filled with pride,


May the farce be with you!

Your IFF,




Cats vs. Dogs

This video illustrates the differences between cats and dogs perfectly. And it’s hilarious!

This Little Doggy (An Updated Nursery Rhyme)

This little doggy went to market.

She likes to get all dressed up to go shopping in high-end stores, buying anything she wants.


This little doggy stayed home.

He slept. He’s an old man. Sleeping is one of his favorite things.


This little doggy would love to have roast beef, chicken, turkey, pork, pasta, pizza…

He’ll eat almost anything if given the chance.


This little doggy had none. Sadly, his person restricts his dietary intake.

On the bright side – he maintains his svelte figure by eating right plus 4-6 hours of vigorous exercise a day.


These little doggies went wee wee wee all the way home.

Because they’re so happy to be together.

May the farce be with you!

Your IFF,


Extreme Vetting

Yikes! I see what all the fuss is about!

Yikes! I see what all the fuss is about!

Perfect Start To The Day

One morning Stephen called me to come downstairs with our dog Dewey so he could look out the front window. A petite woman was across the street walking her 60 pound dog. Dewey loves to look out the window and bark, so it was a perfect start to his day. Before I finished setting him in the bay window, he was barking.

One of Dewey's favorite spots

One of Dewey’s favorite spots

The lady had stopped next to a tree where a squirrel was taunting her dog. The dog was bouncing around the base of the tree looking straight up. We couldn’t see the squirrel, but clearly he could. During the course of 10 minutes, the woman made several attempts to leave with her dog, but he kept pulling her back to the tree. She would try to distract him, they’d walk a few feet and then the dog would drag his owner back.

Upon hearing Dewey’s incessant barking, the lady looked over to our house whereupon we smiled and waved. She reciprocated. Like voyeurs, we were unable to take our eyes off the scene. While waiting for her dog to lose interest in the squirrel, she passed the time with her phone. Attempting to distract the dog again, she made it as far as 20 feet whereupon the dog pulled his owner back to the tree. At one point, when neighborhood dogs started barking, she enticed her dog to move toward the noise. Again after walking about 20 feet, he turned back to the tree, dragging his owner behind.

Maybe tired of standing around or perhaps thinking we were bored with the scene, the lady finally picked her dog up and carried him. We couldn’t stop laughing watching this tiny woman waddle away toting a dog that was nearly as big as her.

When it was all over, we realized this was not only the perfect start to Dewey’s day, but ours as well.

May the farce be with you!

Your IFF,


One more thing. Dewey’s an Italian Greyhound, a breed of dog that’s notoriously quiet. Dewey’s an exception to that rule. Here he is hoping to find his own squirrel.

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