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Show me your teeth, part 1

April 2018

NOTE: I’m not posting pictures with this post because they’re gross.  And so is some of the content.  Just kidding, there are two pictures of Zozo but they’re from after surgery so there’s no medical stuff in them.

Our 10 year old man needs a bit of a tune up.  He has a fatty tumor growing on his chest and a skin tag on his eye lid that’s finally starting to bother him.  His breath is…

This is Zozo. He is 11 years old today!

Favorite food: Peanut butter, shredded cheese, pizza, crispy french fries, and anything you’re eating

Favorite thing: dad. Paws down his absolute favorite

Favorite place: the couch, under mom’s desk, half under the bed, camp, walking beside Godiva

Dislikes: noises, outside, strangers, horses, my little sister, mom’s hairspray, the oven, delivery men,…

we haven’t met yet.  i’m new here.  my name is Velma Adler Twix Finginsley.

velma, because i’m already getting into capers and i’m a #furderino; also, i’m really metal

adler, because the humans here like to read and irene adler is one smart boss-lady

twix, because i’m sweet like candy and that’s my christened name

and finginsley, because the humans said so

i’m about 13 weeks old.  i’m all white with a brindle spot where my rump meets my tail.  i have some ink spots on my face and tummy, too.  my eyes are brown.  my toes almost smell like fritos.

my humans (parents?) found me through key to lions heart rescue.  me and my 7 siblings were found on the side of the road in an extremely rural town in missouri. our finder saw us huddled on the side of the road shaking from the cold and took us into his home. he reached out asking for help since all the shelters there were full and a pit bull ban has been in the works (boo) where we were found. this good samaritan drove us 18 hours one way so we could have a better chance at life here.  now i’m stuck with these assholes.

freedom ride. i am unimpressed.

i’m settling in.  learning the ropes.  trying to be the best girl possible.  my big brother doesn’t remember how to play, so we’re taking things very slow.  so far, i’ve made loads of friends, went on an illegal shopping trip (i needed clothes and we weren’t sure of my size), broken the internet and showed off my mad snoring skills.  i like to chew and low crawl.  i also enjoy treats and whimpering for love.  i pinwheel around my food bowl when i eat, and my zoomies are very fast.

i’m perfect.

December 16, 2018 In honor of #MJDay, snuggle up next to your favorite thing and take a long nap. Eat french fries stolen from someone else’s plate. Refuse to put your feet down in the rain. Make friends with someone new. Wiggle like no one’s watching. Be your Most Joyful self, or Miss Jackson if you’re feeling a little nasty.

Her last ride. We miss her every day.

Giving Thanks, Year 5

Well folks, we’ve had a long year here at PB&C.  We fell off our posting but picked up an instagram (@zozobeanfinley), but it’s just not the same.  We can do better.

Of all our posts over our years blogging, our Thanksgiving posts are our favorite (1,2,3,4)  It feels good to give back, especially after you’ve given so much love, enthusiasm and encouragement to us.  We weren’t going to drop the…

When dad’s away…

Here’s what mama and I did today:

Woke up! I was so excited for our Best Day Ever that I jumped on the bed and sat on Mama’s head. She “did not appreciate it.”

Had breakfast. I had kibble and she made gross coffee and had a cookie because she’s a grown up and there’s eggs in there somewhere.

Yard works. We weeded and weed whacked and mowed and trimmed tree branches and dug in the mud and ate…