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Tongue Out Tuesday – From This Day Forward You Will Be Called Noodle

Shasta with you today.

Momma Mim tries. And sometimes she gets it right. Other times she really messes up. Take naming her dogs for example. She tagged me properly. When I was a pup and came to live with her, I was a pretty brown and they told her I would be big.  She immediately came up with Mt. Shasta Cola. Mt. Shasta because of my big size; and, Shasta Cola after my color, (I look more like a Shasta Cola after the ice has melted now.)

But she missed the mark when it came to naming Sherlock.  If Sherlock ever makes you look at his papers – boring – you will see a whole bunch of names. But the call name Momma Mim gave him was Sherlock.  She did this because poodles are suppose to be the second smartest breed, (although you and I know we are the first. Have you ever tried to discuss world peace and curing cancer with a Border Collie? We poodles are obviously much brighter.) The Sherlock from the books was very cleaver too so she though it would fit. She could not have gotten it more wrong. She should have named him Noodle.

This is where we get to our Tongue Out Tuesday picture. Look at this goof ball:

dog goes left

Note how he is going left but his tongue is going right.  And it isn’t just his tongue that is noodley.  In this one his front goes one way and his back end just stays the course:

Legs go one way

If you read our exchange on Westminster, you will perhaps remember the picture I used to show he lacked proper poodle posture. Here he is last night with the same pose in an opposite direction:

noodle the poodle

If that doesn’t look like a piece of spaghetti thrown at random, I don’t know what does.

I will also point out that Noodle doesn’t just describe his bendy ability.  He is also a noodle head if I ever met one.  Look – he thinks he is hiding:

sherlock hiding

Where’s Sherlock? I don’t see Sherlock. Do you see Sherlock? Geeze!!!

So I say this day forward, Sherlock the Standard Poodle just be know as Noodle the Poodle. And it is so.

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Tongue Out Tuesday – A Rare Shot

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Shasta blogging here today.

Welcome to Tongue Out Tuesday. As everyone knows, dogs cool off by panting. And here in Houston, TX, we have plenty of occasions to need a cool down. This has resulted in a lot of our paparazzi photos having our tongues wagging. I thought I would share some of them on every now and again to show we are not just about the looks. Sherlock and I are poodles of substance and are not afraid to show ourselves at less than lovely times.

Having said that, you need to know that the shot above is a rare one for me.  Unlike those that you will see of Sherlock, my tongue is actually the proper size for my mouth. That boy has a lizard tongue.  Even when I pant, my tongue is still daintily placed in my open mouth.  Sherlock’s is just flapping in the breeze.  I can manage to wrap mine around a Werther’s caramel hard candy when Momma Mim holds it in her fingers for us to taste, but that takes effort.

The other reason I decided to share this pic is that it teaches a valuable lesson. Live slugs are not something you want to put into your mouth. I repeat – do not stick a live slug between your cheek and gum.  Momma Mim ended up wiping slime off my nose, tongue, and chin.  It was not one of my dining high points. I understand humans like them with lots of butter and garlic. I’m down with the butter but garlic is poisonous to us dogs. That means that was first and last slug munch.

Check in for more tongue shots. It will usually be Sherlock but we will be laughing with him – not at him. Maybe.

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