Oh, by gosh by golly.......

It's time for mistletoe and Molly!!!





Hi, everybody! Molly O'Mally here!

Wow, what a fun December I've had! I LOVE Christmas time. The lights, shopping, visiting with friends (both in person and bloggyland!)......AHHH! How 'bout I take you on a picture tour? Let's go!


Here's daddy and me snuggling by the tree!




I like to nap next to the tree......feels like the great outdoors without getting my paws wet!





MOMMY!!!!!! HANKY'S GETTIN' IN THE PRESENTS!!!!!!



Hank says: Shaddup, O'Mally!!! Nobuddy likes a NARC!!!



Ahem.....anyway, back to ME. Now, once AGAIN, I have a yucky bladder infection. But the good news is daddy commanded (!) mommy to get me a pair of panties. (I guess he's tired of me leaking!) Check me out!





I look pretty sweet in my Daisy Dukes!


Becca, Hank and I have been enjoying the yummy treats Aunt Laura made for us. LOOK at the containers!




Speaking of Aunt Laura, she and her peeps came to our house for a visit. They all watched some dumb show about a talking piece of poop, but Salinger, Hank and I were happy just to snuggle the humans.

Now Salinger, don't get jealous. Your mommy still loves you best!




Here's mommy telling Holden a special Christmas story (um.....about the time she shoplifted a Christmas elf from Kresge's at age 4 or 5). Ahem....yes, warms the cockles of your heart, doesn't it?




MOVING RIGHT ALONG (sheesh, mommy!)......Hank and I did Petco duty today! Hanky (the Christmas Poo, tee hee!) knocked over the display table and I was awfully LOUD, but all in all it was a good day.





Oh, and look what I got my sister, Becca for Christmas! Think she'll like it?




Whew! Just reliving all that makes me tired! I'm heading to bed! But before I go, I want to wish ALL of you a very Merry Christmas and I hope Santa makes all your wishes come true (that goes for you humans, too!).

Hugs and Kisses -

Molly



Finally! That old bird shutup an' hit the sack! Now I KNOW one o' these has GOT tuh be the economy size bag o' Slim Jims I asked fer!

Presents Already?!?!

Hey, y'all:


I guess I've been perty good this year 'cause I'm gittin' presents BEFORE Christmas!

Here's me in my new coat! (This'll be perfect fer when me an' Joe Jack go huntin'.)






Oh, yeah.....O'Mally got a new coat, too. (SHE hasn't been good this year but I guess mom didn't wanna hear her screechin' 'cause she's cold.)





Now, my pal Gunther sent me a little (well, BIG) somethin' straight from Californee!




(I dunno why he calls it a "weiner". Have you ever seen a hotdog that looks like THAT??)



The tag says "Bully" somethin' er other. Must mean it's fer manly guys like me.






Well, guess I'll give it a try. It does smell kinda good. Mmmmmmm......this is TASTY!






Nom nom nom nom nom, lick, slurp.......uh, whudja say, mom?






HUH?!?!?!?!?!?! It's a bull's WHATNOT?!?!?!?!





Well, whut do I expect....it DID come from Californee.



Yep........Spit, gag, hack......mmhmm.

Hanksgivin'!!!

Hey, y'all:


Yep, it's my fav'rite time o' year.......Hanksgivin'! Mom says we SHOULD call it "Hank's takin'!". I don't git it. Whutever.

Anyhoo, I been waitin' FOUR months tuh show yuh this pitcher. Me an' mom an' the Pug Posse an' their folks an' Sal an' Aunt Laura an' Holden was up at the Petco last summer. Uncle Denny was takin' a pitcher o' his crew, but LOOK whut showed up in the background.........





Aunt Laura's got me layin' there lookin' like a turkey!!!


Maybe I better go intuh hidin' tomorrow. The only stuffin' I want is in my GUT - not my butt!


Happy Hanksgivin' to all!!!


Yep. Mmhmm.

This Little Puggy DIDN'T Go to the Market!

Hey, y'all:


Boy howdy it's a beautiful day here in Indianapuhlus. Mom an' dad took me an O'Mally out fer a walk this mornin'.




THEN....they said they were goin' to a FLEA market!!! Whut the crap??? Who in the heck would wanna sell fleas??? An' WHO would wanna buy 'em???

Anyways, me an' O'Malley said we were stayin' FARRR away from that place, so mom an' dad took off fer the afternoon. Now I'm thankin' the good Lord they didn't come home with no fleas but they DID see some interestin' stuff.......


Honest tuh God, this here is one of them balls ya squeeze when yer tense. Uh, yeah.....better not take that one to the office.




Dad's thinkin' 'bout goin' back an' gettin' this fer mom fer Christmas.




Elvis is alive an' livin' at the Worshington Street Flea Market!!!



(Mom's note: the street name is Washington, but Hank - like some other Hoosiers - pronounces it "Worshington".)


Now mom got all excited when she first seen this, but look close. That poor Puglet's got crooked black whiskers stickin' out ever'where! Again.......whut the crap???




Okay, I just don't git this. She's on the can with a cell phone (I think) in 'er hand and SUNGLASSES on. Who wears sunglasses on the crapper????




Remember last week when I told ya mom went to see her friends at that there lady-singin' contest? Well, she nearly crapped a duck when she seen the VERY DRESS her old chorus used tuh wear!!!




I can't believe some gal would pawn this thing! Ain't it purty??? Shoot, gitcha some nice high heels from Payless an' you'd be the best lookin' gal at the Ponderosa!



Yep. Mmmhmm.

All The News That's Fit tuh Print

Hey, y'all:


Thought I'd do my bloggin' in my go-tuh-meetin' suit - I kinda like it!


Just gittin' caught up from the past couple o' weeks. It's been kinda busy around here, but mom's been havin' fun so that's a good thing. (Keeps 'er outta MY hair fer awhile.)

Mom helped git a Lab an' some kinda Pit mix up tuh their new homes in Wisconsin. Now she didn't drive tuh Wisconsin - just as far as Lafayette! Anyhoo, here they are with the gals that did the Kentucky tuh Indiana leg:






I'm sure y'all have seen the other bloggers' pitchers from last weekend when Heather an' Harry paid us a visit. Those two are some fun I tell ya what!






(Yep, you can tell O'Mally is the oldest one there.....look at 'er ready tuh poop out!)


Me, my pal, Sal, Aunt Laura and mom went to the Indy Gift an' Hobby Show out at the fairgrounds last Wednesday tuh meet 'n greet fer KPR.




Here's Sal lookin' like WC Fields....



"Go 'way kid, ya bother me."




THEN mom went tuh Providence, Rhode Island this weekend fer some lady-singin' convention and contest so's she could catch up with old friends. (Too bad she didn't wear her Colts gear out there in Patriots country! Ha! Buncha losers!)


Yep. Mmmhmm.

Becca's Big Birthday!

Hello, friends!


I see you received your invitation to my birthday party! We're so pleased you could attend- especially since this is my THIRTEENTH birthday! Now my exact birth date isn't known, but I was born in November, 1996. Wow, daddy and mother hadn't even met then!

Unfortunately, my eyesight has gone but I am so blessed to be otherwise healthy. Yep, mother says I am her "low-maintenance" dog. (You gotta love us mixed breeds!) My Beagle nose still works so don't count me out just yet!

Okay, I know you're all hungry so let's break out the CAKE!!! (Settle down now, Puggies....there's plenty for everyone.)






Oh, how I love cake! Mother remembers the first time she ever gave me cake (Twinkie). She says I went "ape sh*t". (Please excuse the language - mother doesn't always speak like a lady.)









Hank! Let our guests go next!!!






Molly! Did you NOT hear what I just told Hank?!






Sigh.....why do I even try with these two?



(Honestly, between their gluttony and mother's potty mouth, how did I ever become such a lady?)



Anyway, you Puggies have fun eating and playing while I clean up the dishes.





Thank you for sharing my birthday with me!

Rub a dub dub

Hey, y'all:


Yep, it's that time o' the month. And no, it has nothin' to do with lady cream!

Mom loaded us up in the car this mornin' an' we headed over to Ms. Liz's beauty parlor fer spa day (don't tell Dale an' Jimbo!). Now Ms. Liz is Joe Jack's mom an' she's a real nice gal. Speakin' o' Joe Jack, look at him givin' me crap fer havin' a spa day! That ol' boy needs tuh git in touch with his feminine side. Uh.....not that I'd know anything 'bout that.






Mmmmmm......this soap smells perty.......






Towelin' off is my fav'rite part!






My big sis, Becca, waits fer her turn. (Ms. Liz keeps her crated so she don't wander around an' bump intuh stuff.)







O'Malley got a pawdicure an' not a minute too soon. Boy howdy, that gal could cut glass with them talons!







Thank ya, Ms. Liz!






Okay, y'all......I'm so dang relaxed I can hardly keep my eyes open. Have a good....(head bobbing).....uh.....snort.........weekend, an' I'll......snore......fap.....ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ







Yep. Mmmhmm.