Can you tell the difference in these two pictures?

 What is the difference????

Yes, 1 is a black dog, 1 is a white dog

Yes, 1 is laying on the hardwood floor, 1 is laying on the tile

Yes, 1 is on its side, the other almost on its back

Yes, 1 is large and 1 is small

What you can't see....... That ms. hoodini (top picture) is emitting nuclear methane fumes from her back end. That back end that is aimed towards me! Not just a fluffy (fart)...but a nasty breaking of any wind particles that could possibly exist within a 100' radius of her. A few were loud, but those had no fallout. It's the silent ones, like now...I sit here peacefully blogging and all the sudden my sense are assaulted. It's raining outside too so I can't run outdoors to the fresh air.

All the while ms. poochie-poo (bottom picture) is peacefully napping and keeping her fumes to herself.

And I thought I was safe on my couch...apparently not!

Peanut butter...the magic touch

Initially Hoodini looked at a Kong filled with peanut butter like people look at a rubix cube..."huh?" She wouldn't touch it....

The other day I tried an experiment to calm her down before bed...I put the Kong in her bed with her. We had always kept food and toys out of the crates as they are for sleeping only; not playing or eating. Low and behold...she now loves it.

Last night I put them in, gave them their kongs....heard 20 minutes of "slurp, slrp, shicp, slurp" as they licked the peanut butter out to their hearts content. I then look over and both are passed out next to their Kongs.

Too cute!

Husky OCD or "no toy left behind" law?

Two nights ago we let hoodini and poochie poo out for a potty...both ran outside, but before I could close the door hoodini ran back in, through the kitchen into the living room, grabbed the squeeker toy and ran back outside. An hour later they wanted back in, they both come charging in, then hoodini runs back out...frantically looking around...finally decides on the half eaten hanger and runs back inside with it.

OCD for huskies? or new "no toy left behind" law?

What they might have been thinking...

On the way out....
Poochie-poo: amen, potty break and fresh air....
Hoodini: i gotta go but i know i am forgetting something.......where's poochie poo going?....oooo fresh air and potty break....ahh fresh air, dirt under my paws....doh, where's my toy?

On the way in....
Poochie-poo: let me in, i just want to relax now, break time is over, now it's nap time
Hoodini: that dirt is great, ain't it? you want back in? okay lets jump at the door for a bit.....see, it worked....ahh clean floors and relaxing homey smells.....doh, where's my toy?

Hoodini v...whatever she can find

v. hanger: hoodini 1, hanger 1
Hoodini succesfully chewed up hanger and we let her.

Hanger, while perched just right in hoodini's mouth, prevented her from going outside several times. She has yet to figure out to turn her head to get out the door.

v. metal hair clip: hoodini 0, clip 1
Hoodini snagged it off the stairs where I dropped it, when caught, I stopped her. Enjoyed 3 whole minutes of joyess chewing.

Metal Hair Clip Clip is still in tact, a bite or two in it but it works just like before.

v. leash: hoodini 1, leash -2, poochie-poo 1
Hoodini found that chewing on poochie-poos leash was fun. Especially while chewing and not getting caught.

Leash 1 was discovered in 2 pieces in the backyard. Leash 2 was only head together by a string.

Poochie-poo, annoyed at her sisters behavior, bit Hoodini playfully in the face several times.

v. plastic table object: hoodini 1, plastic table object? 0
Hoodini has discovered that playing with a plastic table object is amazingily fun; especially because no one takes it from her.

Plastic table object must have come from the center of a pizza, to keep the box top off the pizza; except we have not had pizza in months. Not sure where the thing came from.

Mmmmm chicken....

The thoughts going through Hoodini's head as she watches Cuddles the grouchy 14 year old cat sit on the couch next to me..........and the conversation that takes place between hoodini and poochie-poo

Hoodini: Oooo, there she is. So fluffy, so orange. I bet she tastes good; poochie-poo...does she taste good?

Poochie-poo: Girl, you crazy. Been there, done that, bought a t-shirt. I'm the leader of the "wouldn't Cuddles taste good" fan club and it ain't gonna happen.

Hoodini: Come on, just one bite...mom won't notice!

Poochie-poo: Are you kidding? She's watching you now, in fact she is probably blogging your craziness as we speak. Why don't you go chew on an emery board or something?

Hoodini: Mmmmm I bet she tastes like chicken.....maybe if I lay here and just look distracted mom will walk away. Come on mom...walk away so I can taste her. Promise, I just want to play, really. Hey wait....emery board? I thought grandma took all those away from me....you got one? You holding out on me????

Poochie-poo: Again, I repeat. You are crazy. Yes, of course I have an emery board, right next to my pile of english muffins.....get a grip. Lay down, relax; and please don't do anything stupid.

Hoodini: English muffins too? Those are those round things I ate up the other day, right? MMMmmm those were good. Now, you distract mom while I play with Cuddles......you can do it, you can act all innocent like, come on be a team player!

Poochie-poo: Why do I bother? Yes hoodini, eat the cat...why don't you eat their droid phones and dad's Red Sox hat too?...sounds about as intelligent as the "eat the old cat" idea.

Hoodini: You're just jealous....because you didn't think of it. So do you have those emery boards and english muffins or no???? 

Missing beans

Meme (aka grandma) is peacefully getting dinner ready....human child is getting stuff for school ready and mom and dad ran to the store. Meme takes a break to catch the tv show real quick......

Where'd the beans go? Only evidence is 10 beans left in the pan........

Did Human Child eat them? No - She was upstairs
Did Mem eat them? No - she was in the other room
Did Mom eat them? No - she was not home.
Did Dad eat them? No - he was not home.
Did Grouchy-cat eat them? No, she's a cat and too old to jump that high.
Did Alley-cat eat them? No, he is MIA a lot since Hoodini arrived.

Leaves two culprits.............Poochie-poo or Hoodini......

Poochie-poo:
3' tall, 55lbs., doscile, can't reach counter unless she really jumps, ate off the counter twice and none of which has been recent, she's more of a "steel from open garbage can" type.

Hoodini:
4' tall, 70lbs, crazy, can eat off the counter without lifting feet off the ground and does often.

Dad didn't want to assume, so he grabs the pan and takes it towards the two suspects. Poochie-poo thinks she's getting a snack and sits like a good dog....Hoodini cowers as if in trouble. Ah ha!

Case solved....

(and emphasized by every movement Hoodini making causing an expulsion of nasty-methane-funky-gas...every movement)

Its elementary my dear watson....

Saturday morning at the Jones house....

11:00pm - potty before bed
1:00am - hey ma, gotta potty....dad let me drink after the 1st potty, let me wake you by clawing at my crate
4:40am - hay ma, gotta go potty again, let me outta this thing
5:15am - you know, we are normally up at 4:15am, it is 1 hour past that and i am not happy with the change in schedule, let me out or i will eat the crate.....mmmmm metal

Dakota...watch your sister....Clover, be good, I need some sleep! Don't destroy the house while I go back to bed please.

6:00am - alright, you let me out into the living room, but...yup, gotta pee again, is jumping on the sliding door with all my weight enough of a HEY YOU?

Clover! why did you eat Hailey's headband? and the KFC bag? and....a pot holder? really....???? Well, I guess you can't get into anything else for now.....please be good! (back to bed I go)

7:10am - cowabunga!!! sleep is overrated anyways, plus i just opened your door and you really looked like a fluffy spot to pounce on, wasn't that fun?

After we enjoyed a nice cup of coffee....mmmm coffee....

8:30am......hun, is that pink on Clover? why does Clover have pink stuff on her face and feet? Hailey, check your room...anything pink destroyed?...Nothing up there? what on earth did she get into?.....

9:00am.......ah ha!