Finally, an update . . .

Well, it's been a while. Seems like nothing has been happening - until now.


Madge went to live with the Hoo Family in Montclair, NJ and was rechristened Maggie. As first-time dog owners with a Sealy, they should have just named her Princess Maggie and made it official. Maggie got a wonderful family that loves her and takes excellent care of her. The Hoos got a handful of Sealyness. These are a couple of pics from her first outing to the world of dog shows - The Cherry Blossom series in Timonium, MD. Everyone was impressed with her (she picked up a 3 point Major). She, however, was not impressed with the whole affair.

"We are so going to have a talk when I get home. Who is this woman and what is she doing?"

Getting ready for the ring.

I remember Allen. Used to live with him when I was a pup. Maybe he can get me out of here.

Last, but not least . . .

Well, November finds us with Madge the last one looking for a home - even though she thinks she has found one.  At our house one way to know you're home is by the number of names you get - Madge, Madger Badger, Midge, Midget, Fuzz Butt . . .  Being a Sealy, the only things she really  answers to is the sound of a spoon on the food bowl, the noise of the ice dispenser, the sound of anyone sitting down on the couch, and, of course, the front door opening.  Sealys realize at an early age who is in charge - luckily they pay their help well in affection, loyalty, entertainment, and general shared contentment.  We're going to miss her when she goes.

A few more pics of Madge & Snow . . .

Outwardly, this is Snow being oh so cute. How can you resist? What she's plotting follows.
Anyone watching?

Just a little fun with Madge . . .

and then, attack of the Snow Beast!

And Madge makes a break for it . . .

Before you all say Poor Madge!, be aware that the next time around, it's just as likely to be Madge or Sharon Jr. on top and Snow on the bottom. It all evens out.

More on Sealy Behavior . . .

If it's open, it gets investigated. Here Snow thinks she's found the source of all Sealy manna. The eternal Kibble Cache . . .

Which, of course could not be kept as a secret. Sharon Jr. wanted to know if Snow could see anything in the big box. Snow's answer: "Yes, wonderful things!"*

( * You get bonus points if you catch that reference.)

Sometimes you have to give a Sealy what it wants to teach it that it's not really all that great. Everytime I opened the freezer, Madge would come running and try to climb in. See note above about if it's open. So I helped her in. (No, I did not close the door!). She's now perfectly content with the unfrozen stuff in her bowl.

Hey! Where'd everyone go?

From time to time as pics come in, we'll update this post to let you know how everyone is doing.

First up is Gracie, now living in Atlanta with the Bradfords . . .
This is the start of the How do you make a Sealy Oreo joke. Start with two dark dogs and one white dog . .

Here we have Ali who has taken over the Hill residence in North Carolina. She's thoughtfully settled into the kitchen area just in case you want to feed her . . .

. . . or give her a tummy rub.

And, finally, we have Cooper. Cooper moved up to Canada with the Hanauers. After spending a little while with David and Wendy, we have reason to believe Cooper is thoroughly spoiled as of his trip over the border.

Sealy religion. "Thank you for finding me two humans I can wrap around my little paw."

Great pic of a couple of goofy smiles.

Stay tuned for further updates!

P.S. - Can you find the common thread?

And We're Down to Two . . .

Well, we've been spreading Sealy joy up and down the east coast and part of Canada. Polly, from Chicago, picked up the last boy this morning and we're down to the remaining two girls.

First up is Snow White, an all white charmer that has a heart bigger than her namesake's . . .

And our other girl is Madge, the Badger Girl. Another handful of Sealylishiousness.

And, for or those of you that are just too anxious to wait, the winner of the Madam President Take Me Home contest is . . .

She doesn't have a name yet, but she goes by Sharon Jr. around here.

Weekend Summary . . .

Big News - The President (ASTC) made the journey from the Virginia hinterlands (Lovettsville) to the unknown suburbs of Maryland (Cottage City). Ms. Sharon Yard performed The Laying on The Hands, Can Only Pick One Ceremony on Sunday afternoon. We're not going to tell you which one she picked. Sharon will have the honor of making that announcement.

In other news, more cute pics in the living room and more lessons in Sealy thought process . . .

Few folks know that tennis balls were originally invented by dogs. They called them Woof. Everything in dog is either woof or grrr - the meaning is in the inflection.

Keep Away is a favorite game. Share is not. As a foreshadowing of things to come, note that a Sealy pup that small has no trouble latching on to a ball that big. You'll get to know that mouth later.
Sealys are smart enough to know that if they want something, say a woof under a coffee table, they can sit patiently while someone else goes under to get it. Then they can take it away.

However, patiently is just not in a Sealy's genes. It only takes a moment before he's going under on his own.

The last pic has nothing to do with any of this. Just two Sealys hanging out in the pup box.