Hi, everyone! I took a little vacation from blogging after my big obedience debut (gone bad). Mom's been so busy sewing dance costumes that she hasn't been able to type for me! Here's a picture of us hounds helping our mom make some tutus. Aren't we helpful? We're such a great team.

Only one more month until Bunny Chasin' season starts up!

Mom says we have to get back to the sewing machine if we want to have all of these costumes done by this afternoon. Talk to ya later! -Lacey

I'm back from my winter of discontent. It's been snowy, icy, and just treacherous outside for the past two weeks! And to make matters worse, Mom's been sewing dance costumes instead of napping with me and my fellow hounds. Ugh. But this week it will be in the mid-sixties, and my spirits are up! We went on a wonderful walk today.

I'm sure you're all wondering how my big obedience show went on Saturday. I bet you're also wondering if I won a new squeaky toy, right? Well, I got a little nervous. Really nervous. And Mom couldn't "talk me up" like in rally. I wanted out of that ring. So I left. Yup. Went right over to my Dad and jumped on his lap. I guess I didn't qualify, because I know I didn't come home with a squeaky.

Mom wasn't so happy, and made me come back in the ring to finish. I did pretty good through the off-lead and figure-eight. I even did good on the sit stay and down stay. But I sure wasn't happy. Mom's trying to figure out what got into my little head that made me so scared. I'll never tell her. I'm a quirky little girl, and my mind is very complex.

Mom said she was proud of me for finishing, and she also said we are taking a break from obedience and going back to rally for a while. I like rally better, anyways.

Oh, and do you know what I like best? Bunny Chasing! Yup. The snow melted, so Bunny Chasing must be right around the corner! Pack the car up and get my toes taped, it's almost Spring! -Lacey

Dear Dad,

Thanks for leaving an entire package of DOUBLE CHOCOLATE COOKIES on the counter within my reach. After going to the vet this morning to get my sore neck checked out, I was a little hungry, and they were just what I needed to get feelin' better. I hope you didn't want me to leave you any. I'm sure you didn't. They were all for me, right? Oh, I'll be right back. Mom's calling me.

Mom just gave me a little something to drink. It was very carbonated. Oh wait, my stomach's feeling a little queasy. Be right back.

Hey Dad, you know how you like to recycle? Well, I recycled your DOUBLE CHOCOLATE COOKIES! Yup. They're all sitting in 4 little piles in the kitchen. Most are still intact! I was going to eat them again, because I know how you wanted me to have them. But Mom said no, we should put them in a baggie and leave them for you, Dad.

Can't wait for you to get home from work! You're the best!

Sincerely,

Your Lacey-Doodle

Have you ever woke up on the wrong side of the crate? I sure did yesterday. It's been soooo chilly-willy here in Cincinnati, Ohio (the coldest January since '77, actually), and i need to burrow deep in my blankets at night to keep warm. Well, yesterday I burrowed a little too deep and couldn't get out. I was twisted up like a pretzel! The next thing I know, I've got a kink in my neck! Ouchie!

Since the incident, I can only turn my head to the right. Sometimes I forget and turn to the left to look at mom or look for cats, and then I quickly remember that LEFT HURTS! I let out a loud yelp! My human parents and canine family come runnin' to make sure I'm OK.

Mom took me to the vet. He thinks I'll live. He did give me a big shot of cortisone in the butt, though! I hope I feel better soon, because I have a HUGE obedience show next week. Well, maybe not huge, but it's a big deal for me! There's a possibility that I will win a new squeaky toy! I rarely win them on the field anymore. The judges just don't like my style of "lure cheating."

Have a good week! -Lacey

Happy Monday everyone! Wow, I had a busy weekend. Saturday morning, it was back to obedience class after a six-month vacation. Mom said it was like riding a bike, and she was right. Most of my mad skills came right back. It's great because Mom signed me up for an obedience show on February 7th.

Saturday afternoon I was in the middle of a nap (boy was I tired from my class), and Mom woke me up. She said it was time to go down to Ronald McDonald House and spread some whippet cheer! Even though I was tired and would have rather stayed curled up on Dad's lap, I got my vest and coat on, and headed downtown. The visit was rather uneventful until....I BARFED! Yup. I shot chunks all over the new tile floor (and a little on my Rottweiler friend, Ursa). It was terribly embarrassing, but when you gotta barf, you gotta barf. Mom took me home, and I was back to bed.

Sunday I was feeling better. Mom was in a crazy mood. We went to the dance studio. She worked on costumes, and I worked on my down-stays and sit-stays. Mom had all of her students sit in front of me to make sure I didn't move! It was great practice for our show coming up!

One of mom's youngest tumbling teams is doing a routine as the Wizard of Oz Munchkins. After much contemplation, Mom decided that the Munchkins needed sparkly bonnets. Here's her first prototype on her best-looking model (myself). It's amazing what you can do with a sewing machine, a glue gun, green tulle, purple sequins, foam, wire, cardboard, and some sparkly stretch crushed velvet. Gosh, I'm cute! -Lacey

I'm feeling sparkly today. No, it's not what I ate for breakfast...it's my new coursing blankets! Mom's been making a lot of dance costumes lately, and she had some extra fabric to make us some bling-bling blankets. Here's me in pink:

The Front:

The Back:

And the Bottom:

And here's Allie-Bean in Blue (She was busy playing "COD" with Dad to get up and pose):

Is it coursing season yet? -Lacey

Hello everyone, and good morning. As a Canine Good Citizen, one of my most important duties is to make sure my humans are not late for work. By "work," I mean feeding us hounds. We need to be fed at the crack of dawn. We're busy hounds, and need full tummies so we can play with squeakies, chase bunnies, walk to the park, bark at cats, and take naps. In the video below, I will show you how my "canine alarm clock" works. As you can see, I start the barking; Wager joins in with some growls; Allie jumps up and down on Mom's belly; and Kayla is under the covers yipping and chewing on Mom's toes. It works like a charm! -Lacey