Friday, October 27, 2017

Our Pawspective: Q&A, Halloween Costumes

Welcome to our opinion and advice column! Got a burning question that can only be answered by well-mannered, well-groomed, awesome corgis? You are at the right place! Send us an email at miaplusbailey@gmail.com for our pawspective on your question! 


Question: Every year for Halloween my whole family dresses up in outfits based on some kind of theme, and then goes out trick-or-treating.  We also go to at least one party while dressed up. As the Very Important Pup in the family I also have a costume.  Last year we did Pokemon and we all went as weird-looking stuff. I was a Jigglypuff, which felt as weird as it sounds.  This year we’re all some kind of superheros. Sometimes the costumes aren’t so bad, but sometimes they are really uncomfortable and I want to chew them off! Also, just thinking about all the strange children and dogs makes me very nervous. I wish I could just stay home and sleep. What do you do to get through all the Halloween festivities: costumes, people, children, parties….?
-        Cooper in Fox, OK


Bailey: Cooper, I also feel nervous when going out and dealing with children and people in larger groups. I just want to sit in my Child’s lap, or have her carry me around when we went out Trick-or-Treating. But a lot of the families also take their dogs with them, and the people handing out human candy also sometimes hand out dog treats. I like the dog treats. Also, everyone always wants to stop and pet me, because everyone recognizes that corgis are soft and adorable. So, although a good deal of Halloween (and really, most holidays) is stressful, think about what things or animals or people who help make it enjoyable.

Additionally, I think we all just need to take a deep, calming breath and face the fact of life with regards to human taste in dresswear: its horrible. Just do a websearch for animals in costume if you really need proof.  So, you need to decide whether or not you can own whatever it is they are going to make you parade around in. Let’s say there is a dinosaur costume somewhere that is just the right size for my companion, Mia. She would totally own that costume, roaring and making demands constantly. We would never get that costume off of her. Thank goodness her birthday is nowhere near this holiday. Find a way to enjoy the attention that the costume brings you. If you like the kids fawning over you, see if you can get them to bring their friends over to get even more adoring fans. If you enjoy treats and dog biscuits, look longingly at the people giving them, or maybe do a trick for them.

There are ways to make it through this holiday season coming out with your own hoard of Puppy Treats. Best of luck to you.



Mia: Well, I am Princess Mia, so this is one day of the year when I can let my true self come out! Unfortunately, my humans do not seem to share my wish to be royally attired (not even giving me a tiara!) and they like to find other ways of dressing me up. Although, I am totes ok with a dinosaur costume. It is only one of many, many paths to internet fame and stardom, and later, world domination. Yeeessss.

However, if you are not into that stuff and don’t want to be social, I totally get that, even if it’s not my thing. Bailey told me about a corgi friend, let’s call him “Buddy.” Buddy was at a party, minding his own biz, but getting lots of attention from the small fries.  One in particular kept following him around (Bailey’s words, not mine. I said it sound like stalking. Bailey said little children “don’t stalk”). Anyway, so Buddy was being nice to the kiddies, letting them pet him and hold on to his fur as they walked around. At some point Buddy decided to lay down and take a break. He closed his eyes for a nap. (Note: anyone who has watched ANY horror movie knows that you DO NOT TURN YOUR BACK ON THEM. OR SLEEP.) So the stalker child snuck up on Buddy and BIT HIM ON THE LEG. Buddy gave the kid a death stare, but apparently it did not sink through. So Buddy had to go find somewhere else to nap (but after that kind of encounter, and knowing that other kids are around, where would you really feel safe sleeping? I wouldn’t, not until I had left the party.) So, yeah, that was a long story to say that I get why going to a party where there will be small, sugared-up little humans running around, does sound like something that could use an excuse to miss.

So, plan of attack: eat the costume. Humans don’t use their senses (other than sight) very often – making it easy to find stuff that they hide. Timing is key in the eating of the costume. Not too early, or they will have time to replace it. Depending on your flexibility, you may be able to wait until you actually have it on (I, myself have performed this feat through several iterations of harnesses). If not, maybe plan for your attack to be a multiple-day event.  Locate the costume a good few days in advance, allowing optimal time for sneaking in and out without getting caught.  Identify a proper hideout for item destruction, and if need-be a second location for leaving the chewed-up items for your humans to find.  If they are still discussing taking you with them, bring out the big guns - “play sick.” Eat something gross and leave some lovely leftovers in a conspicuous place for them to find, preferably so close to let’s-get-out-the-door-time, that they won’t want you with them. For bonus points, maybe find something nice and yummy to roll in too.


Cooper, I hope that you have enough ideas to start planning your own attack strategy now. Good hunting!

(Please note that we are corgis, not medical professionals. We do not give any kind of medical advice.)


Sunday, October 22, 2017

Introductions: Mia

Helllloooo Peeps of the Interwebs! Mommy finallly let me get a blog thingie! Although she did say that I have to share it with Bailey. 😕 Not that I think he will use it much. He spends a lot of the day sleeping. I know. Because he won't PLAY with me. You would not believe how hard I have to work to get him to chase me around the house. Who wouldn't want to play with me?!

Those goats totally want to play with me!

But I am supposed to be introducing myself. I am Mia, Princess of Corgis. Mommy calls me Corgisaurus. Because I have such a beautiful roar. She says its because I eat things all the time. Mommy often forgets the Rule About Things: If I can get to it, I can chew it. That means that anything on the floor, couch, coffee table, and even the counter and table are fair game. I find all kinds of interesting things on the coffee table. My child leaves me all kinds of presents there. She likes to eat snacks there when she is doing her homework. I like to snuggle up with her and help her with her homework. I am a very Helpful Corgi.


In case you were wondering, since I guess you might be, I live with my Mommy, Poppy, and Child. And also Bailey, my older brother corgi.

 
We live on a small "hobby" farm (that's what Mommy says), with goats and a cat and a bunny. I like to play with the cat. My favorite game to play with her is tackle. And also chase. She doesn't mind too much. Sometimes she waves her tail around in front of my face and starts things, to let me know that she wants to be chased. Then I chase her, because she wants to be chased. Except I'm the only one who ends up getting yelled at when things get too loud during those games. And she started it!

Bailey likes to chase the goats. I don't really understand that. He insists that they all have to be in the same spot, or sometimes that they need to go into the barn (if they are outside), or need to leave the barn and go outside (if they are in the barn). I don't mind helping, running is so much fun! But I really don't understand why he insists on constantly barking at them and chasing them all the time. They don't ask to be chased like the cat does. I would rather play soccer with my Child. I am very good at soccer, and very fast.


Well, I think this is enough of an introduction, I see a cardboard box that someone left laying around just for me. Time to pretend that I am UPS person delivering treats to myself!


-Mia, Princess of Corgis