We interrupt our regular programming for a fellow Cardi in need!

No pictures of me today, but a favor to ask.

One of our fellow Cardis needs help! Little Adam, who is 11 days old today is sick and needs all the arooos and prayers we can send him. He is the only puppy from his Mama Sedona, and he is a handsome guy like me!

Stop by Got Corgi? and check out our buddy, and leave him a few encouraging woofs if you'd like. He'd love that!

Get well soon, buddy! We're pulling for you!

A dirty, low-down shame

Our new friends Wilson and Jimmy asked their mom Taryn to send some of her pictures from this weekend's puppy party. Well actually, my mom asked her because her camera is a piece of crap and takes terrible pictures. (Hey mom, am I allowed to say crap? Crap! Crap! Crap!)

Mud is awesome! I had no idea what I was missing out on! Mean Mom always makes me stay out of the mud or I have to take a bath with that smelly stuff that makes me smell like an old lady.

It's not only fun to roll in, it's fun to drink too! Kind of like a cafe mocha!

There were all kinds of awesome smells.

Uh oh. The Fun Police, a.k.a Mean Mom got me. She doesn't look happy.

Happy? I mean, seriously...look at me! You are in so much trouble for posting this, dude. Big trouble. Not only had I been rained on no fewer than 627 times, I had a bad haircut and my face looks like Jabba the Hut. Seriously, knock it off!

At this point, Grandma Janet saved me from Mean Mom and gave me a nice bath. I love you, Grandma Janet! You rock!

Then, I got to go back inside and pose for pictures with my Mama Scout and my sister Sally. Aren't we cute?

Now, if you want the G-rated version of this weekend, hop on over to Grandma Janet's. I love you Grandma Janet!

If you want the R-rated version, then slink on over to Jimmy and Wilson's blog.

For the NC-17 version, try Jon Farleigh and Dewi's blog. As if that surprises anyone.

Mean Mom says: Thanks to everyone for all the fun this weekend and the photos! Big thanks to Taryn for sending me Dirty Nick pictures since my camera really is a piece of crap. Or, as Naughty Nick would say, Crap! Crap! Crap!

Wild Thing

On Saturday, Mom and I took a road trip! It was really exciting. Jon Farleigh and Dewi went along too, we got to ride in their Mom's car. It was a loooong ride, and when we got there I could hardly believe my eyes - my Mama Scout and my sister Sally were there, along with Uncle Grump Spencer!!! And there were a lot of other corgis there too - I could hardly believe my eyes at how many there were, all shapes and sizes and colors and they all had tails like me!

This is my new friend Banjo. He is only 13 weeks old but he was so much fun to play with!

That's my sister Sally (f.k.a. Susan) on the blue bed. She has Banjo pinned...she likes to do that, especially to me! At one point, she rolled me over and we went sliding down the hill into a big mud puddle! It was AWESOME! Grandma Janet was nice enough to give me two baths and lots of smooches and hugs. I was so tired from playing with Sally that I slept the whole way home, slept all night, and pretty much all day Sunday! Mom was pretty happy about that. So was Rufus. Mom says to tell you guys that her pictures aren't that good - they are pretty blurry because Sally and I never stopped moving! But she's going to go through her pictures tonight and see if there are more good ones to post.

Ah, memories!

I was looking through some pictures last night from when I was just a little guy and thought it would be fun to show everybody! That's me! I was three weeks old. And I already look like a Man of Mystery, don't I?

This is when my Grandma Janet took me and my brothers and sisters to the doctor along with my mom. There were eight of us - everyone called us The Ocho! There were so many of us that Grandma put us in a big plastic box and then on a cart with wheels to get us to the doctor. Aren't we a handsome looking group? Some of my sisters have their own blogs too - see Joanie? Her name is Gingersnap now and she is on a blog with her new family. Susan is now Sally and she lives with my Mama Scout, Uncle Grump Spencer, and Grandma Janet. And Laurie is now called Lowri and lives with her brother Kearney - they have all kinds of cool adventures with sheepies! You can see their blogs over on the blogroll called We are Family. Stop on by and say hi!

And if that wasn't enough, check out this picture:

That's me! Sleeping on our bed in the puppy pen when I was only about seven weeks old. I still like to sleep on my back with all of my legs in the air. A man has to air out his, um, equipment. If you know what I mean.

Greetings and Salutations!

Well, hello!

My name is Nick.

I am a Cardigan Welsh Corgi. Or at least that's what they tell me. Apparently there are other kinds of corgis that don't have tails, but my hooman mom says that she prefers corgis with handles. I don't like to think of my tail as a handle, but more along the lines of a perpetual plaything.

See this beautiful lady? No, the red and white one. That's my mom, Scout. Some people know her as GCH Cardiridge Jean Louise Finch RN HT CGC. That's a lot of letters and stuff. Last year, she went to a big place called Westminster and won a big ribbon there. I mean really big and I bet it would be really tasty too. I think she should get a ribbon for being a great mom too. I miss her a lot. She lives in Chattanooga, Tennessee with my hooman Grandma Janet.

And this is my dad Chase. Isn't he handsome? Lots of hoomans know him as Am/Can CH C-Myste Baledwr Pursuit of Happiness, CD HT PT RN VC CGC TT. Wow, my parents both have a lot of letters and stuff! My dad is really silly and likes to run around chasing ducks and sheepies and things. He usually lives far away in New Mexico with my other hooman Grandma Penni, but right now he's in Tennessee too chasing sheepies.

So while my dad Chase was in Tennessee, he met my mom Scout. There was a lot of magic and I think maybe some Barry White music was involved.

Um, okay. That was awkward. Hold on a second, I need to chew on something so I can erase that out of my brain....

Anyway, I ended up having seven brothers and sisters! Look how tiny I was.

But now I'm not such a little guy. I'm growing up! I have some big paws to follow between my mom, my dad, and even my great-grandpa Sam who is like a big supermodel. So that's why my hooman mom is calling this blog, Nick the Cardi - International Man of Mystery. Talk about putting a lot of pressure on me! But it will be fine, and I hope one day I'll have a bunch of cool letters after my name too.