THE CARROT CAKE INCIDENT

The Three Schippeteers have once again proven their loyalty to their humans by "taking one to the gut," sacrificing themselves for the sake of my waistline!

It was a small Mrs. Smith's carrot cake and I, The Deb, decided to give in to laziness and simply have a couple forkfuls right out of the carton. The schips immediately saw the danger and went into position. Skipdip started a-gruntin' behind my chair while Jordanovich positioned himself in front of me and proceeded to scootch (See Skippertown Glossary) up a storm. The Melanator spun about madly and then sat at a respectable distance, alternately sweetly pleading to me with those big brown eyes and growling like a she-devil at Jordan.

After I had two bites, the Three went into action. Skip put his front paws on the arm of my chair and grunted the rallying cry. Mel started to spinning and yapping and as I turned to face my beloved Skipperdoodle, Jordo laid a paw on the edge of the carton and the offending dessert flew into the air and exploded upon hitting the ground.

I have to say that it is not easy getting frosting off a rug and out of the mouths of schips! Surprisingly, the LBDs have suffered little if any ill effects from getting their just dessert!
posted by JEFF HARTZER at 12:58 PM

See our new SKIPPERTOWN GLOSSARY.
posted by JEFF HARTZER at 7:50 PM

We have become so caught up in the activities of our new AirDance ArtSpace, that we have failed to mention how great our three schippeteers are doing. Many thanks also for the entries on our Skippertown Message Board.

Back in December they had a vacation at Albuquerque's Canine Country Club where they shared a casita for five days while the slaves went to that unique place that is New Orleans. The three schippeteers emerged healthily and happily after their vacation, bound together in a new found sense of togetherness. We thank the owners of the CCC and wish that they would become a national chain so that all schip owners could benefit.

The Great Jordano continues to enjoy his new found sense of achievement and outright satisfaction as a Bunnytown Bunny Herder/Chaser. His duties also include Cat Patrolling around the Bunnytown environs. His activities have helped him to become trim and slim, if still just a bit "wide-bodied." He also works hard on his nightly adventures as bed warmer for his parentals.

The Great Melanator has recovered nicely from her knee operation this past fall. She remains the fastest schip on the planet when it comes to rolling over for belly rubs. She is, after all, the owner and proprietor of the patented Melly Belly.

Skipdip aka Skipperdoodle, our very first Schipperke, is busy maintaining his fashionable figure and his debonaire white goatee. He remains the most psychic and the most "gifted and talented" of The Three Schippeteers. He notes way ahead of time any cold fronts, low pressure zones, or any other weather changes approaching our high desert. He truly is a mammalian barometer of both weather and the rising/falling emotions of his parentals.

OK. I must go clean these keyboards of schip fur. Each has tried to get his or her paws into the writing of this. A bientot.

posted by JEFF HARTZER at 11:11 AM

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Jordan&Mel

Our History with Schips!

Deb with the Melanator