All is well in Marmie's world

Hi everyone! Just a quick note to say I'm feeling much better. I got home from the hospital on Saturday night and Mom, Dad, and Bernie have been taking great care of me. I'm on special food and tomorrow I start my new food--sweet potato and duck--YUM!! Hopefully I can start having my yummy chummies again soon. Thanks to everyone for their get well messages. It was a scary time, but Dr. Foster and the staff at the emergency clinic in Rockville were fantastic. They saved my life and this hound girl is forever grateful. A-roooo!

Bernie saves his sister's life

Hi everyone, it's Marmalade's Mom here. Marmie can't blog for a few days--she had emergency surgery tonight for bloat. It came on really quickly and luckily we were able to rush her to the emergency vet in time. It was thanks to her wonderful hound brother Bernie that we noticed and took action--he was so agitated and out of sorts--at one point going down to the basement and "marking territory", something he NEVER does. His strange behavior prompted us to examine Marmie and sure enough, she had bloated. The vets took great care of her--we were quite a sight dashing into animal emergency with Marmie's dad carrying her in his arms. The other dog guardians there were wonderful too--a great comfort since we were a real mess waiting for her to come out of surgery. She's all wrapped up in a heating blanket and in snoozing away. We'll visit her tomorrow. An awful night that turned out OK, thanks to Bernie. Big guy, this one's for you!

Presents from Alaska!

Bernie and I are so excited! This week a package arrived with my name on it (the postman knew which house to deliver it to without even looking at the address, since I serenade him through the window every day when he brings the mail). Anyway, there was much excitement as Mom opened the package for us. It contained Yummy Chummies--salmon dog treats from our friends Edie and Gus in the great white north. We were most eager to sample these treats and as soon as Mom opened the package, the living room was filled with the pungent odor of salmon (which Mom said warms her west coast heart). Check us out helping open the package.



Anyway, the treats are delicious! We get some after every meal. The best part is that they seem to agree with me--my tummy wasn't upset at all yesterday, which made Mom and Dad very happy. Anyway, there's some video footage of me enjoying my treats.



The humans say thanks for their "treats" too--they're going to have some this afternoon (although Bernie and I think Mom is wired enough without the espresso beans!) What wonderful friends we've made through this blog... Thanks again, Edie and Gus! Bernie and I will sniff around for some real Maryland or Washington DC treats for ya. A-roooo!

Here's me sleeping off the treats.

If hounds ran the world...

Hi everyone. Sorry for not posting in a while. It's been busy and Bernie and I were under the weather for a day or too. While Wimsey was withholding poop, me and Bernie were quite the opposite. Serves us right for raiding the compost! Anyway, all is now well. Speaking of eating stuff, check out our pumpkin--the squirrels carved it for is this year. Mom decided just to stick candles in it anyway. The trick-or-treaters thought it looked really cool.


Things were quite exciting in Washington with the election, which leads me to wonder what this country would look like if hounds ran the world. Let's see...

We're tenacious and resourceful--if we want something, we go after it. No flip-flopping here!

We're smarter than we look--always an advantage in politics I find. Never underestimate a hound!

We don't waste anything--talk about cleaning up government--there would be nothing left in the oval office--just a few pieces of shredded carpet.

We would drool on friends and enemies alike--helping them find common ground.

We would go our own way through any obstacle. Whoever coined the term "maverick" must have had a hound.

We would make our opinions known for all to hear. Mom says even people in the arctic can hear my howl.

We would make sure everyone would have a long nap every afternoon. More sleep = a more peaceful world.

Anyway, we had some family in town on the weekend and had a good time. We really enjoyed our outdoor time and the nice fall weather. Needless to say, we were pretty tired when everyone left. Bernie draped himself over the sofa and promptly fell asleep.