Come Laugh with us: Angels from Manor Upchurch

Madi and I loved to laugh do silly things.
We hope you all enjoy today's blog hop and meet new friends too




#1. Toto

Yo friends and neighbors

I heard there was a comedy gig going on here today so I decided to drop in for a visit.

I notice Mom has called this Angels of Manor Upchurch.

There is no way one can say Dachshund in the same breath with Angels.

Just ain't so...I'm sure in some language Dachshund means Devil(ish)

I heard we were supposed to wear or include red in today's post and we could be on a box or stage.

 I'm RED and I have on a RED collar and I have a RED hot attitude. Being vertically challenged I rarely got on boxes.

Here is My story called Fig Newtons:

Time frame:  late 1970's.....
We're on another trip to Atlantic Beach, NC. On every trip we always stopped for a potty break at Neuse Sport's Shop in Kinston, NC. This particular time the humans had been snacking on Fig Newtons. When we stopped, mom closed up the bag put them in the dashboard of the car. She got out with me for a potty break while dad and sissy went inside. It was early spring so when I finished checking every blade of grass and leaving pee mail, Mom put me in the car.  She made a quick trip inside. As they peeps exited Neuse Sports Shop, Mom and I locked eyeballs.  To her amazement I had some how stretched my very short body to reach the dashboard where the Fig Newtons were stashed. (Note:Dad is  5'11") the seat was as all the way back. This was a long stretch even for a dachshund. I looked at Mom who was now walking faster, then I looked at the Fig Newtons, then back at  Mom. Finally it was clear to me that this could be my last MEAL....so I did what any Dachshund in his right mind would do, I took one last gobble of Fig Newtons as if to say, 'I see you but you aren't here yet so here I go'. It was estimated I ate about 10 of the cookies before Mom got to the car. Thankfully we got to the beach and out of the car before I had a major case of the runs!!! Every time I had to go out I'd look at Mom pathetically as if to say, 'I know I messed up I'm so sorry....please help me'. 

Note from Mom: We still don't know exactly how he got to them. Bless hislittle heart he had a rough few days but in no time he was once again roaming for food that was not his. Anyone who is owned by a dachshund knows where there is a will there is a way.

#2. Milky-Way

MW as he was called was the ultimate gentleman.  He was social to the point of waiting to see who
was visiting...giving them the high ? mark tail greeting .  Then he disappeared usually to the master
bedroom at his spot on the bottom of the bed....the exact spot Madi liked.
So one night the door bell rang...MW did his thing (we don't remember who was visiting).
HOWEVER, this time MW returned within a few seconds of disappearing.  OMCs
you will not believe what this so called gentleman did...
He sashayed into the room with .......MOM's BRA....YEP B R A
in his mouth dragging most of it behind him.  He dropped it at the
visitor's feet and proceeded to go back to the bedroom.  He had never done this before and never did it again.  No clue what prompted this as he was not a cat who toted.

#3. Madi

How/when/why does one become a Queen of Boxes?
I often asked myself that question.  Of course most cats love boxes but I had a very early clue that I failed to notice.
Madi started with the Ice Box.  After this photo, her time in the box was limited...so she moved onto paper boxes. 

As you can tell from this picture not even a space alien zapper gun

could make Madi leave her BOX

Oh Toto and Milky-way you two were both such characters and for sure kept the peeps
in stitches and some times scratching their heads.
Thank you for  prepping them to be the best Pet Parents here Manor Upchurch

Madi(son) D Cat your BFFFFFFFFFFFFF  for  an eternity