POOCH PORCH PARTY!

Emmie Sweetpea

Emmie Sweetpea

Hey y’all – Kellie is taking a break from social media while she’s on an extended writing retreat, so I thought I’d step up and get my moment of glory. I’m little EMMIE SWEETPEA, a tiny two and a half pound yorkie. Of the two of us, I’m obviously the cute one. And, truth be told, I’m not sure Kellie could write those relationship dramas without me on her shoulder licking at her face . . . especially when an occasional tear rolls down her cheek. (I told her to go with romantic comedies, but did she listen?) Anyway, back to business. This whole occasion got me thinking there might be some other unsung heroes out there on the porch, some pooches who need the spotlight shown on their furry faces.  So, I barked and they came running.  Without further adieu, please meet THE SOUTHERN BELLE POOCHES!

Dixie Belle

Dixie Belle

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I’m Dixie Belle, the Squirrel Patrol Czar of All Things Southern. Shellie is going to say that I belong to her, but really, she belongs to me and let me tell you, she’s a handful. She’s always running here and there and spinning a million plates in the air and making snide remarks to me about how I work like a dog. I just look at her and she knows exactly what I mean. I can nail her with a look. Take this one here, this is the one that says I’m being neglected. It works like a charm. I’d tell you more, but the shade is calling. Shellie has had five hundred grandchildren here, (she claims it was just five, but whatever), and they have fed me so many bones that my belly is still aching, bless their little hearts…

Kashi

Kashi

I’m Kashi (yes, my parents named me after the brand–they must’ve been running out of ideas), and I’m a rather high-strung akita who desperately needs obedient school but has a good heart. I take walks with my human mama and my human sister every day, during which I protect them from wild boar, rabbits, fawns, butterflies, and other (less good-hearted) dogs. I am protective and enthusiastic. Sometimes a little too much so. I once wrenched a porch post off of a historic home while my human mama and human sister were in the yard, sneak-picking daffodils. My human mama now ties me to light poles instead.

Huckleberry

Huckleberry

Greetings, friends, from Huckleberry Wingate ENTP, LD (certified Empty Nest Therapy Pup and Literary Dog). Some months ago, I came into the employ of Lisa Wingate, after leaving my past position at a puppy farm. You can see from this photo that I have many jobs, several of which I am demonstrating in this pictorial representation. On any given day, I am expected to 1) Add cuteness to all situations. 2) Provide the pitter-patter of little feet about the household. 3) Initiate playtime when needed and encourage frequent laughter. 4) Facilitate the management of writing deadlines. Here, I am demonstrating one of my favorite techniques. I call this one the needy-look-from-the-office-chair. It’s designed to lure the writer to the correct position, cause her to sit in said chair, wherein I occupy the lap space and enter sleep mode in some manner too adorable to be disturbed. Voila! The writer is secured in the proper position and my job is done. To be a writer-dog, one must always out think the writer.

Miss Dot

Miss Dot

Hello, my name is Miss Dot. I am often called “Stinkbug” for reasons I don’t fully understand. Anyway, I am a very tiny (7 pound) Boston Terrier. I have had two palate operations and my rear legs are malformed. I need a lot of TLC but fortunately my Mom works at home (she writes books) and I get more attention than I can stand. (That red/pink smear on my head is lipstick. Mom can’t resist picking me up and kissing my head about ten times a day.) Before they found me on the Internet in 2007, Mom and Dad were very sad because their first Boston Terrier, Wilma, had passed away. In honor of Wilma, they adopted me from A Forever Home Rescue Foundation in Chantilly, Virginia. I had a very rough start in life but, trust me, I am living the good life now! Everyone loves me everywhere I go.

Ellie

Ellie

I’m Ellie, and I can’t for the life of me understand why I’m included in this feature about dogs. At our house, we don’t say the D-Word. The only DOG on this farm is the big, white, beastly thing that lives in the pasture with the other animals. They call her Daisy. I prefer to refer to her as: “She who shall not be named.” I may be covered in fur and walk on four feet but I assure you, I am in NO way a D-O-G. My job around these parts is to give affection. To pick blueberries. To steal sweet corn. And to keep furry monsters away (aka the neighbors’s dogs). Speaking of dogs, I REALLY don’t like the big dog that growls in the sky and flashes his lights and pours water all over me. I wish he’d stop. My best friend is a cat. She acts like she hates me, but that’s just because she’s a cat. They’re weird like that. Her name is Jujubee, and she shares her food with me. (Share being a flexible term.) I protect her (even though she’ll tell you she is the one who does the protecting. Cats lie.) I LOVE my family and I make sure they know it. My favorite thing to do is take walks. And snuggle. And give looks that make them feel guilty when they are not walking or snuggling with me. Here’s that look. I mean, come on. You must admit…that takes talent. Roll out the red carpet, baby!

Kahlua

Kahlua

My name is Kahlua, but you can call me Lulu. My mom is Nicole Seitz. She’s had me for 15 years, and that’s a mighty long time. She told me to smile, so this is the best I’ve got. Aren’t my tiny teeth cute? When I was younger, I tried them out on the mailman and the giant poodle across the street. These days, I’m retired. I spend my days on my little bed. Mom moved my food and water close so I don’t have to navigate the slippery hardwood floors on my wobbly feet. My back legs have a mind of their own these days? What’s that? I can’t hear you. Or see you. Blind in the left eye. Hey, I’m pretty much like the wolf in Red Riding Hood. Hee hee. Well, gotta go. It’s middle of the night, so time to start barking for mom to take me out. She misses me at night, so I have to wake her up every few hours. She likes that.

Well, Emmie Sweetpea here again. As you can see, a couple of the Southern Belle Pooches were busy chasing cats and couldn’t meet us up here on the porch this morning. If they get done making the fur fly, they can pop into the comments and show off a bit. All of us pups hope y’all check out our owners’ great novels. Read ‘em . . . they’re all really good.  I should know, I chewed on a couple.

In the meantime, we intend to have a POOCH PORCH PARTY and I’m hoping all your owners will post photos in the comments and tell us about you.    RUFF RUFF!

 

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A former legal investigator and trial paralegal, Kellie Coates Gilbert writes with a sympathetic, intimate knowledge of how people react under pressure. Her books tell emotionally poignant stories about woman in life-changing circumstances. Her next release, A WOMAN OF FORTUNE, will be available this June.

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Comments

  1. Rachel Hauck says

    Hey, how did I miss this round up!? LOL. DEADLINE!! I’ll have to post Lola’s picture next week!

    Great post, and Happy writing Kellie!

    Rachel

  2. Lisa Wingate says

    This is beyond fun, Kellie! Emmie Sweetpea is a cutie pie. Isn’t it wonderful how these patient, loving little creatures love us no matter what kind of day we’re having? My office is so much happier since we employed Huckleberry ;)

    Hugs!
    Lisa

  3. Carolyn Harpolle says

    I love all the dogs posted. I have a special liking for Emma Sweetpea. I have a small Yorkie with boundless energy. I also have a 13 year old Shih Tzu named Harley who I use to take to work with me. I would love to post his biker puppy picture. Will figure out how to do that.
    Carolyn

  4. Bonnie Roof says

    Such a laugh these beautiful canines gave me, my thanks to you all!! I’ve had numerous dogs over the years, but none for a number of years now.

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