Three Times The Fun With Winnie

Bikkies

Hi all. It's the Moll Dog aka Molly here.



You sure are all aware of our bikkie fundraiser we started last month in conjunction with xmas in July, with all proceed going to Airedale Rescue.

Can you imagine, there are poor Airedales out there that don't get spoilt rotten like us?? That's so sad :(



Anyway, so we've been real busy making those bikkies. We've received quite a few orders...







Even our friends the Leura Dales and Ms Ellie and Baz ordered some. You can see some more piccies on Ellie and Baz' blog.

So I have been in charge of quality control keeping a constant beady eye on the Pinkie...



I was in charge of guarding the oven and making sure that the bikkies would bake for exactly the right time (looking a bit tired and teary-eyed here because it's been 6 afternoons of being on high alert)...



I personally taste-tested every single batch and had to keep the other bitches at bay for not to spoil the bikkies with their Aire-fuzz...



So I am proud to report that we have put together a quality product, with only the best ingredients, underlying stringent control mechanisms enforced by me...



thus being able to raise funds for the less fortunate Dales of Ozland...



So we'll definitely do it again, maybe for xmas in December???

So long,

MOLLY

Winnie is here!!

Hi all. It's Inky here.

Well, one day last week, early in the morning, mum cam home with Winnie...



Just like that. No warning, no prep, just Winnie. And guess what, she'll be staying with us for a couple of weeks until her Pinkie gets back from overseas.

So without further ado, I went straight into a session of bitey-face, or as we call it, mongreling-around, with her, just to see what this bitch is made out of...









See how I've been keeping the upper paw? Well, I know (and she knows) that I am boss, however, that doesn't hold her back from showing a bit of 'tude (and her chompers)...



And as you know, with three bitches around, there are things being said that no one really means. I personally like to growl: RACK OFF, I'M BOSS, I AM THE MIGHTY INKY PUP



while standing high and mighty indeed, propped on the oppressed bitch's shoulder blades, just to prove the point.

And Winnie likes to shout, I'LL RIP YOUR BLOODY GUTS OUT AND I MEAN IT, I CAN DO THIS EVEN WHEN LYING BENEATH YOU



But at the end of the day, when all things are said and done, we peacefully retreat to our assigned corners and dive off into the sweetest dreams...




Pshhhhttt, I don't want to wake Winnie up again. Just wanted to reiterate...



I AM BOSS!!! and now I'll have a rest myself...



Word up, bitches!

INKY

She took my Jacket

Hi all. It's Molly here.


See, this is me (on the left) and Inks, just the other day, after our xmas in July celebrations.



In fact, it was the day after so we were still feeling a little groggy from all the excitement. Mum decided to pep us up with one of the treasured bikkies each, with a thick layer of peanut butter for extra energy.



Mmmhhhh, yes. So here is me, licking my lips thinking, I am the most spoilt doggie in the universe and how lucky I am to have landed here...



So, can you see how nice and woolly I am in those pictures?



Well, let me tell you. I am woolly no more. The minute I finished that mouth full of bikkie and before I had realised what was happening she had scooped me up and held me hostage in the bathroom. For at least half an hour!

As soon as I heard the familiar but immensely feared vibrating noise of the clippers I knew that my time had come. It was to be the end of being nice and woolly and equipped with luscious locks. To make matters worse I had to endure the "harvesting of fine woolly undercoat for felting purposes" first...



As soon as the clippy machine stopped and I had the first sliver of opportunity of getting out of the confinement of the bathroom I sprang into freedom only to be sniffed all over by the Inky Pup. It's still me, the Molly Dog...You fool!





So here I am, facing the wall and not moving, just to show her how depressed I really am now. Stop documenting everything on film already, would ya?!



REAAAAALLLY depressed...



VEEEERRRRYYY unhappy indeed...



But then on the other hand...



that Airecut had everybody talking and I've been called everything from slinky, sexy, delicious, hot and scrumptious to Show Dog...



So I guess, it can't be that bad, right?!

And I can go back to devouring my well-deserved treat now while resting assured that I am the hottest Dale in town. Woohoo! (you can biggify this last piccie to see for yourself how hot I really am)




Take care of yourselves and your locks!

MOLLY

Hi boyz and + gals

It's Pekoe here...



I thought I'd make a guest appearance and tell y'all about our xmas in July celebrations on the weekend...



See all those bikkies on the tray and in the basket on the table there?



I helped make those! And so did my pinkie mum Maree.



We somehow missed out on the credit though because they were called "Inky and Molly's Bikkies". So I am a bit cross about that...



I may have only been there for a few hours but within that time I sampled as many (if not more) bikkies as Inky and Molly had in 2 days, so I should be given at least some credit for taste-testing, right??

As a bit of a pay-back I thought it would only be fair to send brother Max over to lift his leg on Inky and Molly's Esky...



Maaaax! Could you please?!!...



Max: Sure thing, Love. Job done. Can I go back to my ball now?



Max: Schanks!

Pekoe: Now that that is dealt with I just quickly head over to mum to tell her that, ehem, accounts have been settled...



Good girl, Pekoe, mum says.



Ha, gotcha, Ink and Moll.

So, now to the festivities...



I can see about 14 Dales and their Pinkies here.
There, I can see one of my Pinkies there on the right...



And another one there...



Ahhhh, I love getting a cuddle from Isabel...



Good stuff!



Molly: Hey Pekoe! What's going on??

You've hijacked our blog for long enough now. You better not been bad-mouthing us. Move over now...



I'm gonna show these people around...



Pekoe: Damn it!

Molly: So here is a group of us having a good run around on the common...





And here is some more action...



See that beautiful fuzz butt? That's Chester...


When I'm grown up I want to have a fuzzy butt like that, but mum says, there is not much hope. Apparently you have to be born with it and it's in the genes (whatever tht means). So I guess it's just bad luck my hair is more wavy than curly :(
But his glorious backside wasn't the only reason Chester was stealing the show.
Check out his flashing collar...



Very funky indeed. You probably can't see the little flashing light globes but let me tell you, Father Xmas would have been proud to have him pull his sleigh.

Now as my Pinkie was cuddling Chester, I couldn't help but notice the similarities.
I wonder if they share the same gene pool and how that might be possible, and why I don't have the fuzzy butt but then these two have...mmmhhhh...



Anyway, the other show stealer was this little pup here. Her name is Marley...



Isn't she beautiful?? We all thought she was an absolute darl' apart from Inky of course. You now how she gets when our pinkies dare to give somedoggie else other than her a millisecond of attention...



Inky: I don't know why they are all sooo in love with this puppy. Totally over-rated...



Nah, I won't have puppies myself, I don't think. Life is too short...



I'm better off flying solo...



Molly: Anyway, Inky. Let's move on with this blog. People might be falling asleep by now. SO where was I? Ah yes, I was showing you around the group of Dales...
So check out how much Roxy has grown!...



She's still (or even more) crazy and beautiful and we all agree that that's a perfect, dalish combination.

And our dearest friend Riley was there too. Remember Riles?...



He made the big trip from across the bay especially to hang out with us...



And his pinkie mum made us those special felted Aire-bandannas. Aren't they fantastic?...



So here we are, sporting our new Airecessories while molesting Maree for some food...




And over to the next group of pinkies for more scraps (why do they all stand around in clusters rather than just in one long line? that would be sooo much easier)...



Come on pinkies, hand down the treats!



Thanks, Fi...



Moving right along, here are Abba...



Morris (getting a cuddle)...



Stella...



And her brother Astro...



We also had Bronte (the Dale from down the road) and Dexter (whose brother Digger, a dear friend of ours sadly past away recently) make a guest appearance. However, the photographer had already packed up by then so there are no shots of them.

We had a fantastic day and loved having all our Dale friends together. The group of pinkies was rather generous and so with our bikkies and some Airedale Rescue merchandise we had for sale we raised nearly $300 so far. Thank you all dales and Pinkies, you rock!!

Needless to say that after a day of such strenuous activity and the baking-frenzy leading up to the event we passed out on the Aire-rug at home and didn't move again for a very long time...



So, do I get an award for the longest blog ever?

Love,

MOLLY