This CoTTage is goin' to the DaWgS!

Oh! My! Gosh! How cute is this?!?

Awwww!! A~D~O~R~A~B~L~E, huh!! We had a visitor come a callin' yesterday! Look at that face! Precious! I could get attached to this little fella pretty darn quick. What a sweet snuggle-bug! He is a baby Shih-Tzu and couldn't weigh more than a pound and half of his weight is fur!
I think my furbabies know that their "Daddy" has told me, "No more dogs, honey".


OK, it's actually more like...



"No, Donna!! You CANNOT have another *@#*^`@ dog!"



When Mr. Simplicity calls me "Donna", I know he means business! I have to agree with him when it comes to this...the dogs outnumber the people in our "pack"!


Punkie took one look at li'l bit, she was not happy that a real lap dog had the very nerve to sit in my lap! Punkie Brewster is my 55 pound lap dog! Punkie is a bit needy because of her "past" -- I will blog about that later! The Boxer is my sweet Maggie Mae. She wanted to mother the baby -- she was in protect mode.
This sweet puppy is from a litter of four -- three boys,one little girl. My niece, Candi brought them (yes, the whole litter!) over for a visit. I'm sure she had an ulterior motive...she knows that I am a fool when it comes to animals...OK, my whole family knows it -- it's no secret! Heck, all the strays know to come to my house and they will be fed and brought in out of the cold until I can find them a forever home.
Three members of our pack. from left to right: Punkie Brewster, MaxieMan, and Maggie Mae

I haven't learned how to "just say NO" when it comes to critters. We've had three strays come here since we moved into the cottage. I have found homes for them all.
The little black and cream chihuahua warming-up by the fire, is a rescue dog. His name is "MaxieMan". I got him from Operation Kindness, a no-kill shelter. His "momma" passed away and he was used to sleeping "in bed, under the covers with his mom". There was a story about him on our local news station. I went and saved him because I didn't want him to go a single night of not sleeping under the covers with a mom! We've had him 6 years now!
Punkie Brewster is NOT happy! I think she might be saying, "OK Buster, enough is enough! You need to find your way back to your home, this is MY home! MY mommy does NOT have room for you in her lap...it's MY lap!"



Old Girl a.k.a OG
My daughter, Joei lives next door and Old Girl (OG), the first stray who came around lives with her now and has for more than two years. Sorry the pic is so dark but OG prefers to nap with the lights OFF! I think OG is part Wolfe. She is the smartest dog ever! I really believe that dogs sense when you come to their rescue -- they are grateful and show it in various ways. Do you think animals can rationalize something like that?
Oh! And this is Chloe. She is the snob, diva, queen bee, princess of the palace! You see, nobody has told her she's a dog! Shhhhh! She belongs to my daughter, Joei...or maybe I should say, "Joei belongs to Chloe". She just stuck her tongue out and blew us all a big fat RaSpBeRRy!


Punkie followed suit with a big ol' RaSpBeRRy!


Chloe was not in the least impressed with our sweet li'l visitor...

Puhlllleeeeease, turn off the lights...this party is OvEr!