Saturday, June 26, 2010

Day 737: Synopsis Saturday

It has been a nother stressful week, between the Mom, her factory work and also the storms... If it it not the long hours, it seem to be the storms that stress us... but then there is also lingerin fings and ah-ohs what you drag behind you...

[Please to vote in the poll you will see on the right side bar!]!
It's weeks like this when you are fankful for the small moments... like when you witness first hand limberness of the Santa Jerry-Affe! Just sayin.
These happy moments some time get you frew when your brother the Bleu is horribly sick! You see, Big Furry Boy is prone to the hair balls... and when he come down wif one, you are pretty sure you know what it is... but you are worried it is obstruction or bloat, and in back of mind, you are scared.

Biggest symptom: Biggest Boy won't eat!
Treatment: Hand feed him pumpkin... when in season and available in the grocery store! When not... panic first, and then try to fink of some irresistible some fing he might like what will lube him...

I get to the bottom of fings right quick, and I can confirm source of the Bleu breaf:
No need to tuna-foot a round. I know what you did when I was out of doors!!!
And all's well that ends really well... and I am relieved that the Big Boy is feelin better.

Now I can concentrate on wishin the weather would calm down and give me some peace...
I mean... If I could control the weather...
Trust me. There would be BIG smiles all a round!!!
Alas, however... I have no control, whatsoever. And today... with less than 10% chance of rain, but just like all days this week... we have funder storms.

And that mean funeral music and  
jammies... but I have blow-out in my jammies, so have to wear storm cape what is so no so fashionable. Just sayin.
And big loud boombooms come rollin in right at time Ghana scores first goal on USA today. I mark occasion wif the scratchin and whistlin in the bunker. Storm roll past me, but that just mean I hear the raff and not the rain. Just sayin.

The Mom comfort and cajole me as best she can... but in the end, we are neither one happy... Just sayin.

But I get over fings pretty quick when I hungry!!!
And NOW I'm ready to go out! [The Mom will need to get me out of my storm cape, however... on a counta these are not to be worn out of doors!]
Yep... long emotional week. Lots of work. Lots of exhaustion. Lots of distractions. 
I wish I could decide how to feel...  Please to help me! Please to vote in my poll... on the right side bar!!

And in the meantime, I love gettin to know folks wif lots of common emotions and experiences, so... Let's HOP!!!


The Thundering Herd said...
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The Thundering Herd said...

Sigh - ignore my first comment. The hu-dad really needs to wake up before attempting to read blogs.

As for your poll, let's just be clear that the hu-dad here almost never remembers the exact Gotcha Day for each of us. He is quite useless in that department. In fact, he guesses on a couple because we kinda came in quickly and the paperwork can not be found.

Oh well. Humans. Can't live without them - they feed you.

houndstooth said...

Oh, gotcha days are very important! I think your mom will probably make up for it with lots of treats and toys to celebrate your very important day.

We're glad you and the Bleu are both feeling better. We've had tons of storms here, too. It makes it hard for a puppy to stretch her legs!

How Sam Sees It said...

We voted! We have a big note pasted on the fridge with all the important dates - Sam's Birthday and Monty's Gotcha Day, Sam's bloggiversary, etc. The boys don't want us to forget this important stuff!


♥I am Holly♥ said...

We are glad that you are feeing better. We aren't having any storms here lately but just horrible heat. Mom has this uncanny way of remember dates in her head. Good ones and bad ones that have happened. She says sometimes its not so good to always remember the bad ones but great to remember the good ones. Lots of love, Debbie and Holly

Anonymous said...

Great looking dogs! Love the Goldies in our house, too.

♥♥ The OP Pack ♥♥ said...

Sorry about the storms, the long work hours, the sick Bleu, the forgotten day - but you still have your Mom and a wonderful home. We read somewhere that some people use squash when they can't find the pumpkin.

Woos - Phantom, Thunder, and Ciara

Anonymous said...

I'm very much sorry abouts those thunderstorms but Oh! I thinks you look Most Magnificent and Super Doggie in your cape!

I'm very much glad the Bleu is feeling better. I know it's skeery when your brudder gets the sickies.

Wiggles & Wags,

the booker man said...

awww, mr. luke, i'm sorry your mama forgot about your gotcha day. i voted in your poll, and i think your mama is gonna spoil you rotten to make up for it.
i'm glad mr. bleu is okie dokie after his hair ball. ickies. and i hope there are no more boomies coming your way for a nice long time!!
the booker man

NAK and The Residents of The Khottage Now With KhattleDog! said...

Maybe woo should hold out fur a trip to Pawsylvania...

I'm just sayin'


Pat Wahler said...

Hope the storms disappear soon so you can relax!