Day 899: Snores, Chores and More

Snores.

Last night...

Zzzzin the little bed...

The Bleu zzzzin the big bed...

Big Boy stretched out...

Me, coolin off on the floors...

The Bleu... still piggin the big bed relaxed!

REALLY relaxed!!!

Chores and Snores
Today...Layin low! 

Beautiful, chilly, sunny day!

Enjoyin the clean sheets!

The Bleu enjoyin his chores...

Someone is cookin out of doors.
Just sayin.

I wish our chores included foods and tasty aromas!

So nice outside...

So nice inside...!

The more there is to do inside...

The more I want to be outside!

And then back inside...!

But now it's time to settle in for the evenin...
And I turn to my lammy.

Lammy reminds me of my Daisy... and I'm not referrin to my almost sister Daisy, but my Girl Friend, Daisy! 

Sweet Girl has a fing for the lammies, and each time I settle in wif one, I fink... I would gladly give up the lammy stuffy for the Daisy!

I would, for sure. Just sayin.

Chores aside, I'm excited and lookin forward to the Holidays! Christmas is less than free weeks away!!! Me and the Bleu are tryin to decide what to give the Mom. Bleu finks she would like a nice stick, but I say no... it should be some fing tasty to eat. We are open to suggestions, so please to share them!

Merry Christmas! Happy Holidays!

Day 814: A Mission, A Special Day and Cool Airs (In-Of-Doors)

My the Mom was away and on A Very Special Mission wif the Aunt Karen (more on this later) for most of this very hot day. The Bleu and I were not frilled to miss our mornin walk and considered frowin a poker party wif our Cousins the Rizzi and Zeke, but they were busy wif their kongy(s).

So... this is mostly what I did:

I have shared many such chalk outline pitchers of me in this exact same spot... and I know you fink I'm a glutton for the good foods (and I am) and I lie in wait for the sharin of the foods (and I do). I cannot deny the locale is fabulous, but I present...

Exhibit A: The Biggest Perk

This is the first diffuser out of the blower (aka hole for the cool airs). 
Just sayin.

You might wonder what I am finkin as the cool airs blow frew my furs, and I'll tell you... I am finkin of cake and ice cream and a Huge Celebration for the Heidi... Mom to the gorgeous Miss Daisy and her brothers, Tucker and Leo! ... And Very Special Friend to my the Mom!

September 11 is also a tragic day in our country's history.
Please to take a moment to remember...

the innocent, the fallen and their families.

Life will never truly be the same, but I hope you will join me in honorin

the Fire Fighters, Police and our Military who serve us bravely every day.

Celebrate our Freedoms. Celebrate our Liberty.
Carry on Life As It Should Be!
This is a country wif SO very many Goodnesses...
includin the Saturday Pet Blogger Hop!!!

Day 728: Finkin and Fankful Fursday

I am fankful that my Cousin, the Buddy is gettin a little better each day, but that Sweet Boy has had a really hard time...

Buddy spent last weekend recuperatin at home, but when the results came back from his tissue... it meant that he had to be re-admitted to the hospital for seven days of IV antibiotic treatment. His family hoped to be able to drop him off each mornin and pick him up in the evenin, but the treatment is somewhat risky... so he's in the  klink for the duration, and his the Mom (and also his the Dad) is missin him big time.

We can't wait for the Buddy to be home and feelin all better. Really... and you know me, I would not say it if it were not true... but to know the Buddy is to love the Buddy. He and the Bleu are cut just little bit from the same cloff. And that's the troof.

So... in other news, Lawn Dude did not come last week, and I have been up to my knees in the St Augustine...

And as for the Bleu... well, he has been HALF up to HIS knees!

I may have mentioned it before, but it is agony to be sequestered when the Lawn Dude is here. I could be helpin  him wif the loud equipment and you know... the gate, and what not... but for some reason my the Mom make me stay in of doors.

It is so not fair, but I will not dwell on it... on a counta what I show you next make me laugh too hard! Caption of this next pitcher is "Genius Photography Courtesy of My The Mom"!

Tell me you do not see, in this order:  the Mystery Photographer... THEN the hot tub... and then the me! Genius... I needed a good laugh, and I have had it! Just sayin.

And now here once again is my ginormous scale figure... bit blurry (surprised?) but I fink you get my point, I am just very peased to have tended lawn!

So pleased, in fact, that I cannot wait to get back in of doors where I can enjoy cool airs and suck good toy... aka 'Skinny' the squirrel, what the Sweet Daisy and Tucker did send to me for occasions such as this!

It is a good day for many, many reasons... includin facts, the lawn is tended, the Mom is not workin and there have been no storms! And I am fankful!!!!! Now to please bring on weekend wif more of the same??? Just askin.

Day 726: Millin Around Tuesday!

... On a counta "we" were too busy to mill around or rather revel in our millins on Monday, because "we" had a deadline today. Whsshhhew. WE are relaxin tonight on a counta "we" do not have a nother deadline till two weeks from today, and that is two weeks a way. Just sayin.

So now I show you what happened while we were sweepin last night! Our night bloomin cereus gave us a big, beautiful bloom!

I fink... in pitchers, she look to me like fireworks. Yep, she kinda do.

I cannot express how special they seem, but they each are... and I hope you do not tire of seein em, on a counta we celebrate each bloom we are lucky enough to experience! And here she is from the side...

And now back to normal 'broadcastin' (ha)... The Mom was home at the usual time this afternoon, and me and the Bleu cannot be happier... wif the seein her, wif the timely dinners, wif the much more routine... 'routine'!

The Bleu is... ornery, still... wifout regard to gratitude for the timely and prompt any fing. It is a condition he has, and I am not the only one who say he have it. Neither is the Mom.

Even the very sweet and kind hearted Aunt Madison who love Big Boy like her own will tell you that the Bleu has got a ornery streak, big time. We all fink it is tied wif his unusual sense of humor and way of amusin heself... but some time the Bleu just play deaf!

He is really not, however, on a counta next minute he all over heself tryin to please you... He also fall for the classic "shakin berry treat bag" routine, as well as just the even very quiet words uttered, yea whispered, from the back door... "b e r r y   t r e a t s"... And the Bleu come a runnin!

As for the me, I make quick rounds of my investigations... and I'm ready to hang wif MY the Mom!

Old gal and I settle in to watch local news and, frankly, to suck some good toy [my bird in foreground; the Daisy skinny skwirrel in mouf; and my baby... aka Comet's "reindeer wif the candies for the feets" to my left]. 

I am comfy, yea relishin the Mom's free time... and I am finkin this has ALL ingredients of a perfect night! Woohooo! Factory demands do not start over again until tomorrow, so tonight we do our OWN fing... blog, vegetate, watch the tv and / or go shnooze blissfully...!

And then the FUNDER do start. And also therefore the FUNERAL MUSIC.

And I am in the BUNKER, scratchin... I'm anxious. The Mom is sad. And at some, most and/or almost all times, life's freakin variables are both unpredictable and uncontrollable.

Funder suck. Just sayin. And I'm out!

Day 723: Funny Bleu Saturday!

My brother, the Bleu is a real funny boy wif a extra ordinary sense of humor, but you got to be round him for great while in order to understand, a preciate and "get him"...seriously, Big Boy make me laugh!!!

For example... here is the Bleu wif the skinny squirrel that Daisy and Tucker sent us! He is lollin, givin the belly and whatnot...

And then he get tired-er... don't know how he do it, but he give heself  fur collar. 

And that lead me to one brotherly secret... some time I tell Sweet Boy that he look like a girl.

Not that there's any fing wrong wif that... but some time he just do.

I am so not judgin, no no not whatsoever. And the Bleu is not phased not one little bit by my commentary! In fact, some time he get even more tickled wif heself... [he is kinda that way]...!

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And some time, he just carry on... wif he GOAT self!

In these days of long work weeks days hours by the Mom, I find that watchin the Mom do chores is among my favoritest fings... on a counta at least she is here wif the me and I am followin her, but I have to tell you...

Watchin the Bleu be funny is a few numbers down... but on that same list! Just sayin.

And now, let's All Hop! ... Or maybe not!!!

Now... As regards the Blog Hop, I cannot get the code to work. I've tried upwards of ten-fifteen times... and still naught. And that just feeds into my feory, what say... bloggin is just complicated. Some times.