Day 851: Team Luke Wif My Own Button And Pedal To The Metal!

Busy days these days... This mornin started wif a trolley ride on a empty tummy  to what I was convinced would be LePeep, or at the very least... IHOP, so I was not amused when we deboarded at the Doctor's Office!

My disappointment was short lived, however, when all the nice folks started oohin and ahhhhin over the me. They held me over and tested me on a number of subjects. I passed some wif the flyin colors and didn't do so well in others (results to come later), but I know this... I helped my the Mom make the right decision on who to manage and lead the charge on my treatment! Just sayin. [More on that later!]

And speakin of leadin the charge, I need to fank my good friends, Scout and Freyja for their foughtful blog post and for this swell button!

I hope you will join my Team, pawticipate in my Love Protocol, help me fight the good fight... and display my swell button, if you are so inclined!

Heart felt fanks also to the beautiful, pedal to the metal Miss Khyra and my good good friends, The Thundering Herd (how it's spelled, not pronounced) for their foughtful blog posts, as well as their support ever day... accelerated to overdrive durin these days of trial!

I have so SO MANY DEAR FRIENDS TO FANK... and I would name you each individually... but I spent the day wif my Aunt Isfesia, and boy did she make me sweepy... Nite nite!

Day 808: Sunday Samplin

Fanks to my hungry tummy, me and the Bleu got up early this mornin! We went outside, came inside, was served the tasty breakfast foods, went back outside, came inside, laid on the big bed wif the big lovin, went back outside, laid quietly back on big bed, went back outside, came inside...


And then we were off for a big and happy walk wif the big intentions! Unfortunately mine and the Bleu's intentions didn't exactly coincide wif the Mom's... as for some reason, she forgot to bring along the poop bags... She therefore squelched all of our best efforts to conduct the businesses!


Silly the Mom.


Here I am now wif the first tiny bit of acceptance that she is just not goin to let me stop...

We enjoy the Mission and understand that is why it is called "the walk", however I have this one overridin goal... and that is to take ever opportunity to poop as far away from home as possible.


Just sayin.

Day 807: A Busy Saturday

Fanks to my insistent belly, we got up really early and got our day started wif the tasty breakfast foods!

And then as soon as daylight came... Me and the Bleu took the Mom out for a walk frew our not so scenic but shnoofy filled neighborhood. And inspired by the Miss Khyra and her the Mom and their wonderful Walkin Wednesdays, we did our best to video a small portion of our walk... but it took four takes! [The Phyllis is gooooooood!!!!! She make it look effortless, and I am hear to tell you... it ain't!!!!!]

When we got home, me and the Bleu drained the water bowl a few times, panted a lot and then began to nap. The Mom started cleanin out drawers, dustin, vacuumin, moppin and airin up bicycle tires. And the squirrels launched an air strike of unripened pecan bombs onto the roof of the house, until....


I convinced the Mom to let me go outside! A minute or so later, she saw me in a catatonic state, staring at the oak tree trunk. She called my name, and a squirrel 180 degrees around the trunk scurried up the tree. The Mom began filming as quickly as she could.

 Those tenacious squirrels kept the assault up all afternoon, and here I am workin the pecan tree!

I know they're up there. If only I could climb this tree...!

I did not catch a squirrel today, and that failure didn't bother me nearly as much as my inability to negotiate the obstacle course banishment from the kitchen, as the floors were bein deep cleaned!


All in all, it's been a great day. We may not have done spectacular fings, but we did mildly adventurous fings... TOGETHER. And that's what's important!

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And now I hope you'll join us on the Saturday Pet Blogger Hop for some some very interestin tails told by some swell Pet Bloggers. And for details and rules on how to join the fun, please head over to Nigel's place at Life With Dogs!

Day 798: Happy Day & Special Requests

It is a very Special and Happy Day... wif the wonderful reasons to celebrate!!!

It is the Gotcha Day of the Be-woo-tiful Miss Khyra,
my friend, khompadre and khohort!!!

And by wonderful and lovin khoincidence, we also wish

Happy Birfday to the Aunt Phyllis, aka The Khyra's Mom!!!

Now it has also been a bit of a pins-n-needles 24+ hours on a counta...
You remember the Atlas, nephew of The Herd and also my river hiking buddy!


Well, Sweet Boy has pneumonia and has not been feelin well at all...
but his temperature is down from 105 to 102, and he's breathin 100% better!!!

Atty Boy gets to come home and spend the night each night wif his the Mom who he adores....
He is on the big aunty-biotics and is still dehydrated,
so he goes back to the doctor for iv fluids each day includin tomorrow.


Please to keep the Atlas in your foughts and prayers.

Now I must also come to you wif another Big Prayer Request.

Meet my friend, Cammie.

Cammie is a Beauty! No??? Me and her are have a lot in common:

We are boaf GRRH Class of 2008.

Our the Moms are friends.

We are boaf loved loved LOVED...

And we boaf fought cancer in the last quarter of 2008.

Sadly, Cammie has been diagnosed once again wif soft tissue sarcoma. 

This is so unfair. For Sweet Girl. For Her Lovin Family.

And I just hate it. 

But I can't spend any time finkin those fings, for...

It's time to shift into overdrive for Paws of Prayer!

Please to raise up and keep my Friends and their Families in your Prayers!!!

The Power of the Paw has been proven!

Please to let the Love, the Prayer, the Paw... Prevail!

Day 785: Lucky Friday the Firteenf

Indeed this day has been just tops in most ever single way, startin wif "half day Friday" at the Factory, followed by my favoritest of traditions... the Friday shared lunch and Family Nap.

And Good Ole The Mom Nature add proverbial cherry on top wif the clear and very quiet skies!

If I may borrow expression from my bestest Siberian friends... "WOOOOOOO!!!" Just sayin.

Of course, along wif the sunny skies did come the heatitude of 100F temperature wif the 106F heat index, but in short spurts, me and the Bleu enjoyed the out of doors!

August is time when the squirrels start robbin the pecan tree and frowin unripened treasures to the ground. There is lotsa investigations to be done. And I am on top of it.

But then I remember...

Cool Airs!

And Berry Treats!!!

You may not fink I'm the most photogenic boy... 

But I'm well up the ranks of the HAPPIEST!
Just sayin.

Wishin you MY HAPPIES
For This Friday the 13F...

And All The Days To Follow!!!

Day 777: My 111f Lucky Week!

The sun has shined!

The skies have been 'mum'!

I paws to share a little manly floof wif the ladies!

I realize heat index is 109 degrees. 

And it matters not, because...

the sun is shinin, the skies are quiet, 

the cool airs are flowin in of doors and...
I'm happy as a Sweet Boy in the Big Bed.

And no. You are not seein fings.
The scab has come off my nose, and now I have a light pink spot.
Yep. Now I have a tri-color nose...
better for the kissin. Just sayin.

Day 770: More Funder Still & A Trolley Heist

Weather was ALL SUNNY and ALL GOOD until just before the Mom arrive home. She land home in a panic on a counta she watch the dark sky and lightnin in the norfwest sky!

The Mom arrive home wif the invitation to go outside... and the Bleu is all about it, but I need just one sniff of thw outdoors, and I say... "No Fank You Very Much!". Just sayin.

I am all about packin for the trip to Mass-O-Chew-Sits wif major stop in the Pawsylvania to pick up Gorgeous Chicks! And here I am wif my suitcase and essentials laid out!

Just to my left are two changes of cloves, my suitcase, a bag of berry treats for the road, my big bed baby,.. the reindeer wif the candies for the feets... and the flat rooster.

 

Makin sure the cloves are clean and the bag o berry treats are full! Just sayin. 

 

And here is the Bleu posin wif his suitcase.

Tonight is not the night to heist the trolley... on a counta the keys are restin on the nightstand and not nestled behind the pedestal lavatory. Just sayin.

 

And at same time, can't expect so much outta the 'chalk outline' Bleu! Just sayin...

We have had some hellacious funder, and I have been coaxed outta the bunker... I need to check my baggage, and then I need to re-align the Mom's attention.

Ahhh... I see that my laptop has been set up on the big bed... for my convenience!

And while happiness is relative...

I am. happy... happy the loudness is finally over.

Just sayin.

Day 693: A Day Of Big Surprises!

Wow! What a day we have had!!!

First, I was very surprised that the Mom bring home a new flashy beast! I knew she had been consultin and plottin wif the Khyra and her the Mom... but I did not know bout what!

I am excited about the possibilities of more and movin pitchers, I am. What I am not is... happy about the Mom is payin attention to somefing other than the ME right now!

And I fink I adequately express that feelin in the first pitcher taken wif the new camera!

And now it have to be charged up, so we settle in for some dinners and some lovin and some scratchin that itch right behind my ear! And so we do... until we are most pleasantly interrupted by a ding of the door bell!

And I am finkin, do that mean Pizza or Chinese Food??? Well, I am here to tell you, it was some fing much MUCH BETTER!

It was the most foughtful and biggest surprise ever... a package for us from the Tucker, Daisy, Leo and their the Mom!

Why, it was a sortment of gifts!

I pick mine out right away!

The Bleu, he get nervous bout the pitcher takin and ok, maybe on a counta my extroverted delight... but he is curious and cannot wait to get his!

The Mom say she is gonna let us all choose, but she get to go first, on a counta this most beautiful work of art... is hers! The Heidi is SO talented. We have seen her quilts and we love them, but this is the most precious gift ever, and my the Mom say it is a treasure!

Here it is a little closer. That loose fread you see above is from the pillow, not the art! Why... one look me and one look like the Bleu!

So then the Mom let the Bleu pick next, and he quickly pull away wif the big fluffy stuffy... on a counta they are his favoritest!

And I happily run a way wif the skinny rodent. The Mom is not sure he is a squirrel, but I fink he is... so he is, and that is that! He soft and make good suckin. Just sayin.

As I say... What a day! Many fanks to ALL our friends for makin our each and  EVERY day so special! You have no idea how much love and fun you each bring to our lives. YOU are true treasures!

Day 682: Memory, Caution, Chores and PURPLE!

This day in history is not my the Mom's favorite... And so we approach it, like most all others, but wif an even heightened sense of the precious and treasured.

It is also a day of chores... and the PURPLE what I am wearin... for the Miss Khyra! And also the Mayzie!

And I am pretty darn ticked that I am wearin the deepest purple ever... and it come out lookin blue in the pitchers. That is wrong.

Sigh...

This is my the most special yellow submarine t-shirt... in purple. Here I am modellin it for my loved ones... and it look blue.

Sigh.

I am happy in the purple!!!

I am just kinda dreadin the tomorrow on a counta the Mom will not be here to answer to my every whim. And in case I have not mentioned it... I have grown quite accustomed and I do like the immediate response! Just sayin.

Tomorrow, we will be roughin it. No doubt...

Day 658: FAQ, First Edition

Welcome to my new regular feature what I will call...

Fursday's Answered Questions

This new regular feature will give me a chance to answer questions what have been posed from my friends on a variety of subjects. I sure hope you all will please play along and by 'regular', I mean I will be doin this on Fursdays when the mood strikes... Just splainin!


Question One, asked by The Thundering Herd...


"Woo - does mom have her paw bandaged and is she wearing the cone so she does not lick it? Just saying."


Question Two, closely related, asked by The OP Pack...


"We are sorry to hear mom hurt her paw, sort of like our Mom hurt her back. Does yours have to wear the lampshade? BoL. Hope she is better soon."


Answer:
There is two-fold UP side to this whole Mom has a sore paw fing... and it is (1) She has been layin round wif the right hand elevated, what mean her left hand ain't been up to much more than pettin my head (and also the Bleu's, of course).


And (2) In deed there is a DOG and we finally have justice. The Mom is in a cone / lampshade and while I cannot operate the camera, I can provide you wif a reasonable facsimile...

[She is not nearly as cute, but she does have the sad and forelorned eyes...]

Question Free, asked by the pittie pack...


"we loved your easter basket. can we come ofur and play??"


Answer:
That sounds like HUGE fun!!! But please do NOT bring your bunny ears however on a counta... I beg you, please do the not! You guys look real cute, and nuffin bring a smile to my face quite like you in the bunny ears...

But that is One Big Bull(i)et I been dodgin for last 658 days here! Can't hardly wait to see you soon (sans the big floppies. just sayin.)!


Question Four, asked by the very lovely Miss Khyra wif the beautiful floofy tail...


"Will trade pekhans fur berry treats? Or is that will trade pekhans fur blog time?"


Answer:
As great Pekhan Tykhoon... I am happy to trade treasures for many fings... For example, I would trade half my pecans to be a comforter!

And I would trade other half to be the grasses!

Just sayin!


Question Five, asked by the Sam...  in regards to how I behave when I bring in a pekhan...


"Do you walk around first and have that "I've-got-something-I'm-not-supposed-to-have" look?"


Answer:
I am glad you asked. When I come in from the "Last Call" at night, the Mom closes and locks door behind the me, sets security alarm, turns off lights, brushes her toofies... and most times I am waitin on her in the big bed. But some times I am not. Some times I am pacin floors. Just waitin on some fing. Silly look on face. Silly shuffle in foot. Wonderin when I will be discovered.


And if I am not called into question, I hop onto big bed (happened a bunch o times)... and spit pekhan out onto the Mom's pillow. If I try to decribe, it is a little worried expression between my eyes, you know... a little life this:

But wifout the ears.

[In spite of fact I not wearin the cute ears what my the Mom loves, she always fank me and give me big hug... what make me fink, I wonder if I can do it again tomorrow!]


And Question Six is asked by The Bumpass Hounds & Kitties (but mostly The Hounds):


"Tell us about those berry treats that youse guyes like so much. We don't think we've had berry treats."

Answer:
Well, first let me say that the Berry Treats are a most tasty snack and I should be the Official Spokesdog. Just sayin. Just starting a campain.

These tasty treats are a part of the Natural Choice line made my Nutro. They refer to them as "Crunch Treats With Real Berries". (They also have apple and carrot flavors what are good but berry is the best, just sayin).  The delicious smell alone will drive you wild and ingredients include dried cherries, blueberries and cranberries!

An open package inspires excitement and excitement... like this:

Me and the Bleu we get equally excited and compete over who is first frew the door when called... who is fist to sit... who is first to shake... who is first to do most any fing where the berry treats are called into play! I should explain, however... we BOAF get the treats, ALL WAYS... we just compete over who GET FIRST!