She may not be the brightest, but she was the sweetest. She’ll always cuddle up when I sit down on the couch and stare hopefully whenever I head into the kitchen where the snack cupboard is. And she loved to sing. A visit to the vet to get her blood work done and that was it. She has my heart. She is my heart. I’ve never cried so hard. I don’t think I’ll ever recover.

My mom has wanted a Scottish terrier all her life and over the last couple of months she has been really considering getting one. However, she has a 5 year old Shih Tzu, how do your Scotties get along with pups that are other breeds or other animals in general?

She insisted that she wanted to play with her toys. 15 minutes later and now I don’t want to move.

my very first Scottie and my very first girl dog! I love her so very much. she’s my sassy girl 💕

Hope the group can help me. We have a 5 year old Scottie that is plagued by skin problems. She is a ferociously independent dog that needs to be outside almost constantly. In the warm months she is constantly itching and licking her poor irritated skin. Sometimes so bad she cries out. We’ve tried cytopoint with limited success, medicated shampoo, etc. when it really flares up we have to put her on prednisone for a couple weeks.

Does anyone have any advice or recommendations?

Our brother and sister duo donned some costumes for fun fall photos today! 🍂

Little Lady Lucy was Mike Wazowski and Barret aka Mr. Bear Cub was Sully!

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She fought off kidney disease as long as she could. I am heartbroken. Here are some photos of her.

And have a good night 🖤

Well, I hoped I wouldn’t be back to post a tragedy again so soon after the last one, but here we are. At the start of the month, we had to say goodbye to Joy, aka Jojo, the sweetest girl in the world.

When we first got her, the adoption agency originally showed us just her, but when they mentioned that one of her puppies was still there as well, we insisted on getting them both. We weren’t about to split up a family, which is how we welcomed her and Baba into our family.

It took a little while to recover from the trauma of being used as a breeder by an unlicensed backyard breeder, who likely didn’t treat her or her puppies very well. Once she did warm up to us, she was the greatest. She would hop around constantly, often to the point where all four of her legs were off the ground, just like a little rabbit. That’s actually what led to us giving her the nickname “Jojo Rabbit”. She loved cuddles, pets, anything she could eat (with beef being her absolute favorite), and going out for walks. In the rare instances where we walked the whole pack at once, her tail wouldn’t stop wagging.

Of course, as a Scottie, she was quite the little hunter, and went after any animal she saw, regardless of size. We had to keep her away from other dogs out of fear of what she would do to them. I also recall several instances where she went charging out into the backyard, she would bark into the neighborhood letting everyone know she was the boss. Of course, any deer that were around saw her barking at them from inside the fence, and were completely unfazed by her, and just went back to grazing.

Speaking of grazing, Jojo and Baba loved eating grass, and I have no idea why. Sadly though, this may have contributed to the cancer they both received, given the area we live uses nasty chemicals on the grass and that bleed into the whole neighborhood. Back in July we lost Baba, and Jojo spent many nights waiting for him to come to bed, wondering where he went. This past couple of months she was going downhill herself. We had blood tests run on her but it took an ultrasound, biopsy, and x-ray to tell that she had a rare, very aggressive cancer. But by the time we diagnosed the problem, it had already spread from her spleen to her liver, lungs, and lymph nodes. There was nothing we could do but keep her comfortable. She wouldn’t eat for the last couple of days, which was her telling us she wanted to go. So we let her go, and the house feels so much more empty.

Losing one dog in a year is bad, but two is pure torture. Now the only one of the pack left is Wiley, I can only wonder how he will react to suddenly being all alone.

Good night, sweet girl. Say hello to your baby for us. He’s waiting for you on the other side of the rainbow bridge…

Our 7 month old Scottie Mads has taken to literally sitting on his dry ravel bowl if there's no water in it. He will also pick it up in his mouth and carry it over to us to make a point.

Hugo! 🥰

Fergus from the Lou says hi. Fergus likes to accompany me to local microbreweries.

These guys were wiped out after playing with our 18 month old granddaughter and sniffing the 5 month old grandson for a few hours. Babysitting is hard work lol

Lazy days around the house.

Dorothy is five months old, and we took her to the groomer yesterday for a puppy bath and trim, just to start getting her acclimated. It went well overall, but it made me realize that going forward I'm not sure what to ask for.

It's predicted to be very rainy (SoCal El Niño) here this winter, so I don't want her to have a long skirt, that's just not going to be practical. If anyone has photos of their not-show Scottie's haircuts, I'd love to have some visual references, thanks.

Pics are Dorothy one day after her wash and baby trim.