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Happy Halloween!

It’s that time of year again!  We just wanted to wish all of you a happy and safe Halloween!

Dads tried to embarrass once again this year.  Seriously, when will they ever learn?!?

Oliver is a Bee!  Bzzzzzz!

Oliver is a Bee! Bzzzzzz!

Tucker as The Red Baron

Tucker as The Red Baron

Barclay as The Headless Horseman

Barclay as The Headless Horseman


























And OF COURSE, a reminder to keep your fur-kids and friends safe this Halloween — it’s one of the biggest times of year when pets go missing ’cause it can freak us out a little bit.

Ain't we cute?

Ain’t we cute?








Here’s Barclay’s advice from last year:

And if you don’t trust him, here’s some good words from The Humane Society:

Hope you have a PAWESOME HOWL-I-DAY!!

BWBoys Halloween Greeting


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You’d better duck . . .

A woman brought a very limp duck into a veterinary surgeon. As she laid her pet on the table, the vet pulled out his stethoscope and listened to the bird’s chest.

After a moment or two, the vet shook his head and sadly said, “I’m sorry, your duck, Quackers, has passed away.”

The distressed woman wailed, “Are you sure?” “Yes, I am sure. Your duck is dead,” replied the vet..

“How can you be so sure?” she protested. “I mean you haven’t done any testing on him or anything. He might just be in a coma or something.”

The vet rolled his eyes, turned around and left the room. He returned a few minutes later with a black Labrador Retriever. As the duck’s owner looked on in amazement, the dog stood on his hind legs, put his front paws on the examination table and sniffed the duck from top to bottom. He then looked up at the vet with sad eyes and shook his head.

The vet patted the dog on the head and took it out of the room. A few minutes later he returned with a cat. The cat jumped on the table and also delicately sniffed the bird from head to foot. The cat sat back on its haunches, shook its head, meowed softly and strolled out of the room.

The vet looked at the woman and said, “I’m sorry, but as I said, this is most definitely, 100% certifiably, a dead duck.”

The vet turned to his computer terminal, hit a few keys and produced a bill, which he handed to the woman. The duck’s owner, still in shock, took the bill. “$150!” she cried, “$150 just to tell me my duck is dead!”

The vet shrugged, “I’m sorry. If you had just taken my word for it, the bill would have been $20, but with the Lab Report and the Cat Scan, it’s now $150.”

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Cranky Christmas Crafts

Something gets into our Dad during Christmas and he gets all crafty and creative and tries to do all this stuff.  Like this one year when he did chocolate-dipped pretzels with little sprinkles on them.  That was the year we had to have baby gates around the kitchen ’cause it was really, really messy and chocolate is bad for us.

This year, not so bad . . . since we can’t wear our costumes (THANK DOG!) all the time, we apparently had to have something festive for when company comes.  So we decided on double-sided bandanas.  Yay.

First thing, get some fabric with fun, festive colors.  Preferably stuff that’s really easy to take care of (read: machine washable).  Get as much contrasting colors as you like – whatever you think is fun.









Now, measure your dog’s neck:









Barclay is embarrassed that his neck size is being published and wants to stress that as a pedigreed purebred he has the breed standard of extra, flappy skin around his neck because he’d be totally able to dive into the cold waters of Newfoundland and chase waterfowl.  But it’s cold there and they don’t have sofas, so he’s fine where he is and no comments about his neck, thank you very much.

Now, measure and cut a square of material measuring about 1-2 inches more than the neck measurement.  So, Barclay measured at 21 inches, so his scarf was measured at 23 inches.









VERY IMPORTANT – during this phase, make sure you lie under the work area and stare guiltily up at your human and be underfoot as much as possible.

Now, once you have two squares cut from two different, contrasting fabrics, fold each in half on the diagonal to form a triangle.  Cut across the middle and you should have two triangles of equal size.  Do this with both fabrics.








(By the way, one of these is a really nice cozy flannel (the red one) and the white is just cotton.  That flannel will keep you warm, for sure, when it’s cold).

Still under foot and in the way?  Good.  You’re doing great.

OK, so now you’ve got to get these to stick together somehow.  Dad’s lazy and not going to sew.  So he bought this super-double-sided-sticky-stuff called “stitch witchery.”  You just iron it on the fabric and it sticks together.

It’s important though that you apply to the side of the fabric you want to be on the OUTSIDE, the side that people will see.  So, you iron the two nice sides of the triangles together.  Make sense?









Once you measure the sticky stuff and put the two pieces of material together over it, you put a damp cloth over it and press down for 10 seconds to make it bond.








Do this on TWO SIDES of the triangle.  On the THIRD side, only put the sticky stuff about 3/4 of the way down the length of the fabric, leaving a hole big enough to turn the bandana inside out.








OK, now once you’ve pressed the third side together, turn the whole thing inside out — so that the nice side is on the outside.  The side that people will see and go, “Awwwwwww, what a cute doggie!” and then give you cookies and scratch your ears.








Once you’ve turned it inside out, you should have a gap of about 2-3 inches, fold the fabric in so the seams line up and put a small piece of the stitch witchery stuff in there and iron it shut.









That’s it.  Give it an all over ironing so it’s all nice and stuff, but that’s it you’re done.









It’s really pretty easy and if you can sew, it’d probably be faster.  And you can do this for any season or holiday or birthdays.  They make great gifts.  Dad bought about 5 or 6 yards of fabric and got about 10 scarves out of it which made them like $2 – $3 each, all told.  Oh, wait, we just totally gave away a great money-making thing ’cause I bet we could have sold ’em for like $10.  Well, if you’re lazy and want to pay us $10 to make you one, we’ll do it!  🙂

Now, some tips:

1) Be sure to look pathetic during the whole process while your person does this.  Like, as if to say, “Hey, you know you could be taking us for a walk or throwing a ball or, oh, feeding us rather than mucking about with that nonsense, right?”










2) Be sure to look very, very pathetic when they put it on you.  Like it burns and you’re just suffering the indignity of it to get the cookie.  They’ll give you a cookie ’cause they feel so guilty and you’re so adorable.












3)  Whatever you do, look absolutely adorable but so, so sad.  You will get so much sympathy, extra cookies and probably a bye-bye in the car if you REALLY milk it.



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Twelve Days of Buck-White – what day is it?!?!?

Boy oh boy, what a day this has been!  If you follow us on Twitter (and if you don’t, why not?  Yeesh!) then you know our Dads went to a party last night and din’t take us and fed us early and we promised we’d make it up to them really, really early today.  And we did.

Do you know this song?

Dad usually sings it, “So raise your paw if you are Barclay . . . ” cause Barclay loves it when you put his name in songs; he’s needy that way.  But, um, well, let’s just say we DID wake Dad up early and he changed the lyrics and posted this on Facebook:

I “love”when it’s all too much
5 am bring the steam cleaner up
Where’s your other dad?

Carpet pooper, garbage snooper 
Wake me up and be a trouper
What is wrong with you?

So lick your bowl if you’re a dog
The labrador kind
Yellow ones and black
You will never be, never be anything but bad, you crazy dog-types

Won’t you come on and come on and go outside?
Just come on and come on and go outside?

Dad’s funny when he’s not awake yet!  AND we have clean carpets.

Christmas is 6 Days Away now!  Are you ready?  If you’re looking for something for that hard-to-please pooch on your list, we’ve made new friends on Twitter with the folks at Wag In A Box.  What a cool idea!  Once a month you get a box with lots of surprises in it for your fur-kids — it could be toys or snacks or balls or snacks or . . . oh, gosh, there’s another song coming on . . . .

ANYWAY — we think this sounds pretty cool, but we have to admit we haven’t tried it yet.  But it gets rave reviews from our pals on Twitter.

Now, here’s the kicker and you know how we LOVE this . . .  for each box purchased they donate $1 to a worthy cause! Your pup gets surprises, Wag-In-the-Box gets community AND a charity gets help.  Win-Win-Win!

They also talk about important animal groups and stuff on their webpage called Paws for the Cause.  These folks have a heart and you should check ’em out – we’re looking into it, too and we follow them on Twitter at @WaginheBox and they have a nifty Facebook page where they’re running a contest where you could win a free month BUT you have to be a fan on Facebook, so go get on that.

We totally copied this from their website and hope they don't mind but it does link to them and we were getting pretty text heavy. Thanks Wag-In-A-Box!

We totally copied this from their website and hope they don’t mind but it does link to them and we were getting pretty text heavy. Thanks Wag-In-A-Box!

Now, you also know how we feel about supporting local business and how much we love, love, love our good friends at Barking Dogs Self Wash and Grooming . . . so don’t forget to buy local and support small business this Christmas, too.

Speaking of support, we’re kind of in awe of K9 Comfort Dogs and what they’re doing in Newtown, CT.  Dad’s gonna take Tucker next year to get trained for something like that but in the meantime if you wanted to make Christmas special for them you could go here and help them, even with just a little bit.  They’re kind of our heroes right now.

Wow, we kind of got on a soapbox there and we’ve written a lot so we’ll catch up on the Twelve Days tomorrow.  Cool?  You’re gonna love Day Ten.  Hint:  it has to do with leaping!

We’ll leave you with one of the outtakes from our Christmas photo shoot. We’d better be done with costumes or we’re gonna leave another yule log for Daddy somewhere.  (Was that too crude?  We thought it was funny, but maybe too far?  If it was, it came from our friend Auntie Elizabeth and it’s all her fault, not ours.  We’re just dogs.)



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On the third day of Christmas . . .

It finally started to feel like Christmas today — it was cold and breezy in Vegas, we’d had about two days of rain and there is snow on the mountains all around us.  Beautiful!  But we dogs wound up cooped up all day yesterday and today ’cause, well, rain!

But, Oliver did get to go training class today!  He goes to Mind Your Manners and we LOVE Zara and are learning a LOT and really, really, really recommend it.  Especially if there’s freeze-dried sweet potato and dehydrated chicken involved!











OH! And we got to go meet Santa Paws today and tell him what we wanted for Christmas which is, duh, toys, kibble and more bye-byes in the car.











So we’re feeling much more in the holiday mood now as we hit . . . .

The Third Day of Buck-White Christmas

On the third day of Christmas, the Buck-Whites gave to me

Three food bowls









Two chewy bones


This is one of our foster sisters who came in and stole our bones, but it’s ok ’cause she found her furever home! And left our bone with us.









And a yellow lab whose name begins with “T”


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The First Buck-White Day of Christmas

On the first day of Christmas the Buck-Whites gave to me
A yellow lab whose name begins with “T”

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Dreaming of a Buck-White Christmas

We’re dreaming of a Buck-White Christmas
Out in the desert with no snow
Where the labs are shedding
All over the bedding
And they try to steal the cookie dough

We’re dreaming of a Buck-White Christmas
With labs who lick but will not bite
May your toys be plush with seams sewn tight
And may all our Christmases be Buck-White

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A Buck-White 12 Days of Christmas

For us, Christmas really IS the most wonderful time of the year for a whole bunch of reasons:

  • Everybody’s really busy so we get less attention than usual;
  • There’s all this stuff in the house that smells really interesting and looks like it’d be fun to play with but we’re not allowed to touch it;
  • We get dressed up in stupid, uncomfortable costumes that are embarrassing and itchy and made to sit still.

On second thought, maybe it’s not so much fun.

NAH, we’re just kidding.  We LOVE Christmas, the whole season of it.  So we decided this year that we were going to celebrate the Twelve Days of Christmas.  Starting on December 13th leading up to the big day itself!

We WISH we could claim credit for this pic - don't know whose it is but it's been flying around the interwebs lately.

We WISH we could claim credit for this pic – don’t know whose it is but it’s been flying around the interwebs lately.

Now, we do know that the 12 Days of Christmas are the days from Christmas leading up to the Feast of the Epiphany on January 6 commemorating the arrival of the wise men.   But we’re going to celebrate the 12 Days of Christmas leading up to Christmas ’cause it’s our blog and we can.  Every day will be a little something different, some long, some short, who knows.  Just consider it our gift to you and a celebration of joy and laughter and giving and fun — at least we hope it is for you.  So here we go . . . .




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