Happy Birthday!
The Man Days of Summer are here, and, dog oh dog, is it hot in the A-Zone! To stay cool, I’m spending most of my days floating on my wubber waft in the pool, and as I float around, my mind (I have a big one!) is drifting, drifting, drif to a cooler land, far, far away where I was born and spent the first 6 months of my life.
Once upon a time — April 11, 2010 –, on a bright and sunny Sunday morning, in the Badger State of Wisconsin, also known as the Land of Cheese, creamy badger dog triplets were born at a beautiful castle on a green bay, called Vom Daxi Haus. The proud bio parents, Papa Devin (CH A Devine Connex Vom Daxi Haus MLC) and Mama Bunny (Ray O Creamsumbunny Vom Daxi Haus MLC), were overjoyed to welcome a handsome son and 2 beautiful daughters. They named the boy Jack, but they couldn’t decide what to name the girls since they looked identical, so the human grandma, Jacqulyn, named both of them Abby (I & II). You probably guessed by now, I am/was Abby II.
Who’s on first ? Two’s on first ! Yes, me, lil Abby II opened my eyes first when I was only 9 days old, really early for a cream badger dog baby. Grandma thinks it was because bio-Moomie, Bunny, ate all that good Hundefutter when I was in her belly, but I think it’s because I couldn’t wait to see the beautiful castle and everyone that lives in it. I was a curious lildoxis princess who couldn’t wait to wake up each morning to the joyful sounds of the castle. Grandma and grandpa greeted us wake up sleepy heads . Mommy and daddy, aunties, uncles, and cousins all rubbed their eyes, yawning. But not me, Abby II. I barked good morning back, bouncing with anticipation of my hearty Junger Hundefutter breakfast, followed by playtime.
Our daily routine went like this: once we were fully awake, it was sheer pandemonium. Grandma quickly opened our bedroom doors, lifted us up and carefully set each of us on the ground. After briefly sniffing her out, we raced out the door as fast as our lildoxis bodies could motor, around the corner, slipping and sliding into one another like bowling pins as we tried to regain our footing. Once we did, we reached our fun play yard. We sniffed one another (humans should do this too, I highly recommend it), played tag, took care of business after our yummy breakfast! The girls gossiped about studly boys, bio Moomie bragged about her babies, and some kin folk squabbled about who had better conformation. Later in the morning, grandma carried us to an elegant spa for a bath and pawdicure. I loved that special girlie bonding time!
There was lots of room to run around in the play yard, and I loved the little stones beneath my paw-paws. There are little pebbles in my A-Zone resort and I still love them. But playing with the toys was the best! There was a playhouse, a swimming pool for skinny-dipping (naughty, risque me!), a tunnel to go through, a ramp to climb, a bridge to cross, and a slide to go down wheeee. Sometimes we barked hello at the neighbors who stopped by to visit. We were told to shush when we got too loud, and to mind our manners. Yeah, yeah, we knew what to do, but sometimes it was just too hard to control ourselves.
Usually grandma, grandpa, or Miriah, the lovely kennel lady, came out to play with us and give us gazillions of pat-pats, hugs, and yeah , and good girl cheers.. They taught us to share, play nicely, and respect one another (whatever that means). We sang songs, flirted!! , and pranced around looking beautiful. Some lildoxis just liked to bask in the sun. They would love the Zone and should move here. We could have fun, fun, fun in the Arizona sun! While we were playing, the humans did laundry, cleaned up our business cards , and swept and mopped our bedrooms. Good to have staff! They also took care of the boys in one area, and nursing mamas in another.
At the end of a fun-filled day of playing, eating and pooping, when all of the laundry was done, our beds were made, and our toys were laid out, grandma called us to come back to our rooms. Usually, the boys were already tucked in their beds by the time us busy-bee girls were ready to call it a day. Lazy bums! Grandma, grandpa, and Miriah lifted us lovingly into our beds. As we snuggled into our clean blankies, we got a bedtime cookie. Yum! Some lildoxis got special care before bedtime. I asked my cousin what made her so special. She said MYOB, so I apologized. Then the lights went out, and everyone said night-night and I wuff you . It was an awesome life with my wienerful family at Vom Daxi Haus since most of my 6-generation family members knew each other all of their lives. Sweet dreams everyone!
KAH-PLOP! SPLASH! BOOM! BANG! Oh no, my wubber waft capsized!!! Help!! Yelp!!!!, Moomie, Moomie, where am I? Claire-Claire, are you alright? I’m OK, Moomie, I am, I must have been snoozing and dreaming about being a baby badger-dog at Vom Daxi Haus castle, but I’m awake now, at the Castle in the Zone where it’s Summertime, and the livin’ is easy
Lizards are jumpin’ and the temps are high
My Papa’s rich and my Moomie’s good lookin’
So hush lil Claire-Claire, don’t you cry
One of these mornings I’m going to rise up singing
Then I’ll spread my wings and I’ll take to the sky
And visit GRANDMA!
But till that morning there’s a’nothing can harm me
With Papa and Moomie standing by
Summertime, and the livin’ is easy
by Fernande Hastert Kuykendall