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Day 903: The Goose Is Evidently Gettin Fat!!!

It has been a VERY busy hustle and bustle week. And as the CHS (Chief Household Supervisor) around here, my "eye" is on overtime on a counta there has been so much to keep it on! It's been real fun... but the downside is that I haven't had a lot of time to blog...

I should probably start by tellin you that I am feelin much better. We are still tryin to find the balance in the 'wetness' of my food... I prefer it more dry than wet, but I also like soft food to go wif it. Perhaps I've just gotten spoiled wif all the pumpkin I've been gettin... I'm not ready to divulge. I prefer, instead, to keep the Mom guessin how to feed me, on a counta that is SUCH fun!!!

[FYI: My appetite is as strong as ever, but my comfort varies from day to day. I'm told that it most likely will return to normal. In the grand scheme of fings... It's not that big of a deal, but more just some fing for the Mom to fret over... as she is the CHF (Fretter)! The big issue is to find the balance of quality, holistic foods that achieve my desired results... AND feel good goin down my pie hole! Just sayin. 

Mmmmm... Pie!!! But I digress...

Amidst the flurry of furniture re-arrangement, the emptyin of boxes and the tissue paper rattlin... My nose on the little doo-dads is appreciated only so much, so I call an audible... And me and the Bleu lay low to figure out exactly what is goin on here...

I have been a very good boy and also tolerant of the Mom who is singin about a goose that is puttin on poundage. What exactly said goose's weight has to do wif an old man's hat, I am not entirely sure... But clearly this is a very important clue as to the disorder that is our Family Room right now...


My duty, as CHS, is to observe the activity and show appreciation for the singin... and to ensure that the Bleu respects [like he would touch em wif a ten foot pole] the fragile nature of all the little golden retriever and other doggy ornaments who wait in peace... on the coffee table.

There's not much room around the tree, so I've gotta give the tree trimmer space...
Just look, here she is as a blank canvas.

My first ornament this year is special: 

Given to me by my the Aunt Dav, this is a special ornament designed by Carrington, of Midland, Texas... for the Children's Art Project!!!

Flash Forward and Wah-Lah! My the Mom announced that OUR tree... Me and The Bleu's Tree... is the only tree that she's 'puttin up' this year. I like the other tree on a counta its whimsy, but I like the Mom's attention to the me us more. Just sayin.

And mine and the Bleu's and also the Mom's and the Comet's stockins are hung in the Family Room wif care... in hopes that the Fat Man will fill em up wif the good stuffs!

Left to right: Comet's stockin, My the Mom's stockin... [made by her Mom, my the grandmom... and is as old as she is]... Mine and the Bleu's [or the Bleu's and Mine, I forget]!

And now, Happy Holidays from the Sweet Bleu!

Peace from the East is the Big Boy...

Peace from the Norf... is the Sweet Boy Luke.

And Christmas Dreams, I am dreamin...
And Christmas Wishes, I am wishin...

To the You and all of the Yours!!!

Merry, Merry Christmas... to YOU ALL!!!

Day 746: Work & Play!

My the Mom worked this Ha-liday Monday on Big Project for Big Client... Time is more important than Budget on these projects...

But troof-fully, wif the deadlines as they are... there is only so much time what can be worked! Just sayin! At any rate, Client is wonderful. And the Mom is grateful for the work... old, tired AND grateful!

Enough of the blah blah blah stuff, let me tell you about last night! 

The Mom met the Aunt Dav and Uncle Benjy for dinner, and in so doin... the Mom bring home a giant bag of toys what the Cousin Lovey want (1) me and the Bleu to go frew to pick out a few we like, and (2) to give to the GRRH Rescues who are SO in need and want and also so very deservin! My the Mom fink we look at em tomorrow, but the Aunt Dav call and say 'why have you not done it???'. 

Well... I was asweep in the bunker, and the Bleu was dozin at the end of the big bed. The Mom opened up the huge bag wif the Aunt Dav on the phone... and she paw frew and find cute whale she fink the Bleu will love... and she give it to him. Now, he is drowsy, but he take it and swowy and begin to squeak it. Hearin it, I rouse from the bunker and come out to shnoof source of the sounds... but then I insist I need go outside.

I go out, followed by the Bleu. I make quick work of my business and race back inside... straight to the cute whale... JONAH, snatch it up and hop up on the big bed! Mission Accomplished!

For those who think I didn't beg to go outside with a purpose in mind... Heh heh heh... You are as naive as the Mom and the Bleu. I do this all the time, and boaf em fall for it!!! Ever single time!!! Just sayin.

Never mind all that... BIG FANKS TO THE LOVEY!!! This is very tasty whale, and I love him very much!!!

And please... don't feel so bad for the Bleu! By the time he decide to come back inside, he had a multitude of choices to play wif... and he pick GOLDY the gold fish what make the whoopwhoopwhooopwhoopwhoop sounds like the bubbles! And he play wif it until he decide he had rather use it as a pillow...

GOLDY is tiny pillow... but a pillow, still.

And there's no denyin my happiness... I have hopped on the clean sheets, and I have a JONAH, courtesy of my Aunt Dav and Cousin Lovey!!!

The Mom pulled out a few more toys what she fink me and the Bleu might like... and then she put the great huge bag back up outta our reach. Check em out... and this is just a tiny shmorgasboard of what I might pick from tomorrow!

And when we wake up this mornin, we did so the sounds of... whoopwhoopwhooopwhoopwhoop!

And as for me... when I hopped on the big bed early this mornin, I brought the Navy Fighter Plane on board!!!

Day 554: Christmas Night, Part Two

My the Mom has been gone for a longer than while I am happy wif today but in end... it is small price to pay for what great gift she come back wif! And it is from the Cousin Lovey!

I don't know why the Bleu intimated by it... I all up in it! And it is gooooood!!!

It is lanky and soft and plushy f

F-elant and G-Raff and some chewy fings! And I get somewhat carried away wif the treasures...

I pull em off on the floors... and troof be tole I want em boaf.

The Mom she let the Bleu pick toy he want... and he pick G. So here I am wif the F!!!

Day 457: Fun Birfday Stuffs

So one week ago today on what was few days before the Mom's humongous birfday... she left outta here to go meet my (and ok, the Bleu's) very special Aunt Dav. I was none to happy bout her leavin, but just look what she brought back!

Now, please understand how hard it was on the Luke to keep big day a secret... but because the Mom is not her comfiest when in lime of the light, I did.

So now boaf proverbial cat and also really swell presents is outta this bag! It is a LOT and I check it out!

[And now I must ask you for your code of the silence, on a counta the Mom say I absolutely cannot share these next few pitchers wif the you... cause the need to be folded laundry is in the "laundry chair"... so I beg you, shhhhhhhh...]

And here come my partner in the investigation... the Bleu! He wonder teu... what is all stuff in big bag???

And now it has beed laid out, and we continue our forough investigation.

And know what it is??? It is all manner of fun fings wif me and the Bleu's caricature on it! Here it is on tote bag!

But it is also on a mouse pad, tea towel, pillow case and a t-shirt! See??? It look just like original drawin what the Mom frame today!

And now I just offer you closer up of the frame image on a counta... well, I just look so swell!

My Aunt Dav, in addition to bein my special Aunt... she also be most specialest of sister to the Mom. My the Mom say they go way back a bout ahem years and that is a lot. And I say that to say this... she all ways know how to make the Mom feel good and happy! Mine and the Mom's and also the Bleu's fanks to the Aunt Dav... your gift could notta been any more perfect!

Now... you might fink that is all that was in bag wif the cat... but it is not! I save coolest fing for another very important post! For now I just say it is sumfin that me and the Mom have wanted very much for bout a year and a week... Fank you, Uncle Benj!

P.S. Part of cat bein out of bag is the Mom wore her new t-shirt to the GRRH Meet-n-Greet today. And I (and ok, the Bleu) was a hit on a counta ever body love the shirt! I am happy to hear it on a counta now my Christmas shoppin is now one stop!

Day 455: Finkin Fursday...

Today I am still finkin about the last night. Do not pass out for fear I have fifty foughts on a counta a I do not... just a few. I was happy and content to forego my nightly frog and flyin squirrel hunt and just hang wif the Mom and her whim!
Not far from my foughts however was the big celophane fing she brought home!

Lo and behole on the inside of super surprise gift from the Aunt Dav (the Mom vvvbff friend for ahem years)... just you look what was on the inside! You will count free Golden Retriever cookes... what are me and the Bleu... and the Comet, she is up top, overseein the all!

I make no secret how I feel a bout the celophane crinkle sound... it like you callin my name. What the Mom not expect however was the ginormous.... ::::poooooof:::: of cookie store smell what burst into our home airs! I mean to tell you they smell right outta the oven!

And the Mom she call me "down" off the table edge just because I fought surely cookies for the me! But I guess when she say "down" I immediately fought look down for what has must certainly fell on the floors!

Do not misjudge my smile on a counta I exercisin faux paws of the strengf right now! I know my the Aunt Dav and I know these cookies be the mine (ok... to share wif the Mom)!

I wish you have smell-o-compy but you do not, so just to prove the enormous cookie aroma... her come the Bleu wheu forget he a feared of the tile floors!

And big fun don't stop there! The Mom share a love of the cupcakes and my Uncle Alex sent her home wif a red velvet one wif the yummy icing and I tell the you... it smell goooood gooood gooood!

And I am pretty darn sure the Uncle Alex intend 50/50 split (sorry the Bleu, but it got dairy).

Candle lit and the Mom make wish.

I look to her for two reasons. (1) I wonder what she be wishin. She does not share but I can guess. If I read her mind, it be sayin "all parties... longevity". And most importantly, (2) though I stand by wif the water bowl at paw reach... I fink please blow the fire out soon and let's eat!

Me and the Mom just now, we share real wonderful moment. We just "be"... for many minutes. In silence, all while she stroke my cow licked furs... and I lean harder and harder into the her... until she finally break silence wif the sweet nuffins and incredible sumfins. Sum time I fink "nip myself Luke, I am dreamin"...

And now before the Mom catch wind of Luke sharin... I offer you first in series I entitle "THAT my the Mom!"

I fink we definitely resemble one to the other! Just sayin.