Day 722: Free Fur All Friday

Good News! 

The Buddy should be happy at home wif the Herd right now... 

as when I last spoke wif his the Mom, Aunt Madison... 

he was due to be busted out of the hospital at 3pm this afternoon!

Welcome Home, Cousin Buddy!!!

And in honor of this wonderful homecoming, I take paws to relish in his recovery, and it only seem fittin to do so in the room me and the Buddy so do love... the kitchen! 

[I can hear my the Mom now... "O no the Luke, the floors look filfy...". Sorry, the Mom. We need new tile... and I would suggest somefing in a nice shade of... dirt. Just sayin.]

And now in 'Free Fur All Friday' tradition, I share wif the you some fings happenin in my own back yard...

While we were all at Campo Blanco, one of our beautiful magenta fringe shrubs croaked due to heat and drought. It was overgrown, and really needed to be relocated or replaced... but the Mom was very fond of it... and we are sad.

Of course, we've had torrential rains and severe storms in the last week, so other fings are frivin and bloomin just swell! Take for example these whose name I forget [but are common in cottage or arts and crafts style gardens, so the Mom say as she pass frew room and look over my the shoulder]... This one is just startin to bloom.

And this one [blurry] in almost full bloom...!

Oops here I am caught pretendin I don't hear the Mom callin my name... on a counta I have had about enough of the mamarazzi for today!

[Distraction technique] Look... Our crape myrtle buds are startin to burst!

[Distraction technique] O hey... Does this shot make the Bleu's butt look big???

ok ok OK... no Cool Hand can hide forever... so take my pitcher if you please!

[Distraction technique] We missed out on a good number of blooms while we were at Campo Blanco [SO worf it!], but we've got a few blooms gettin close...

But tonight is not quite yet the night...

Let there be no discussion of murder on the breaf... but I fink I smell a perpatrator right about here. Just sayin.

And enough of the out of doors, let's go in... where I will demonstrate for you my patented "Block The Bleu" technique. Please to note Big Boy's willful and emotional gaze back at the Mom what say "do some fing... please?"... Old gal step forward and tell me to move on, and I do. But it was good fun while it lasted!

And lest you fink I do not love the Bleu... it is not treu! I do love the Big Boy, and I show him by all ways I share. We are much closer than you fink... exhibited in ways only our the Mom, prolly, witnesses.

To outside world, it might appear that the Luke dominate all fings, but that's on a counta...

I blog [much more]!!!

Day 641: The Bleu Monday

The Bleu has been sick for last 24 hours.

He did not eat the dinners last night. And he woke up and either burped loudly or tried to frow up... about every hour on hour last night. He was listless this mornin and he drank the waters but frowed em up.

Big Boy has exhibited this behavior several times before after a weekend of the debauchery of indulgin in backyard buffet, and he was a BAD boy again this weekend.

The Mom set time limit on the BBB gettin he appetite and energy back. [before he have to get forklifted into trolley and hauled into vet].. He come in under the wire, and I am happy to report that... no small fanks to my nursin and cheerleadin skills and just general attentiveness (like tryin to snatch his pills and treats and foods and waters offered him)... the Bleu is feelin better!

Now maybe we can put the Bleu Monday behind us and get back to celebratin the monf of Luke birf! Seem appropriate. Just sayin...

Day 413: Five Fings And Then Also Fourf in 2008 Poster Series

Five fings I gotta say and that is:

(1) My lawn was cut today and (2) I have been wallerin in the fresh mowed grasses and (3) the Bleu, he has been dancin round me while I been doin it while the Mom yellin "Luke get up!" on a counta I allergic and so is she and I sleep in big bed and (4) I guess I shoulda spent my day writin a deep meanin'full post insteada nappin under cool airs vent on a counta (5) now the Mom need my compy as she say a coupla handful of sweet doggies need be put on the GRRH website tonight... and so what can I say to that but "the compy is all yours, just give me ten minutes..."

So, very quickly I tell you I am beginnin to work on my 2009 poster series and since the Bleu came along I find myself a Bleu's Brother... and also one of the Wright Brothers, and well you can see where some of this is headin...

But for tonight, I offer you this, what is fourf in last year series. It is my Class of 2008 portrait, and I follow up wif very bad photos of my four sided movie marquis what was quite a hit as table centerpiece at GRRH Golden Retriever Gala 2008 (even if it kinda broke rules of size... I tole the Aunt Karen I need bigger table this year... just sayin).

By way of explanation, my GRRH identification number is 736 and June 20, 2008 is the day of my FOREVER GOTCHA... JUST SAYIN! O, and also must tell you... my the Mom all ways giggle at my cleverness over the "now playin" part of my movie marquis... Not braggin you understand, just pointin out...

Day 338: Dark Day After Thunder

Spent some quite some time in boaf my jammies and diggin in the bunker this afternoon and also some time under the Mom's feet while she tried the old "act like it not thunderin" routine...

And at point of my near nervous breakdown, she offer me tasty treat what she say she hate to give me but it taste real good so I don't know why she hesitant... And besides, I soon feel not so scared and instead of diggin, I sweep in the bunker!

And skies are much better now and I beed alternatin time in the yard wif sweet naps... and the Bleu is all ways up and down, in and out, wif the me.

Poor the Bleu in the cone. He don't seem to mind wearin it, but he also taken to standin in middle of yard and act like he don't hear the Mom callin... on a counta he not wear it out of doors.

I bit conflicted bout this whole Bleu bobo thing, on a counta I don't wanna wear the cone but he gettin lots a tension from the Mom. Ever time she go to doctor him, I flop down at her feet. She always doctor me first, but she not foolin me... I know she pretendin. And the Bleu, he don't mind me goin first on a counta he know he gettin real treatment!

Crazy times in the House of Bleu's!

P.S. to the Aunt Karen, yep we still got Minnie Pearl beds wif the tags still hangin! Gonna have to whip out my blunt nose scissors! Just sayin...

Day 324: Out and About

Spent most of this day on the inside nappin and waitin on cable and power company (on a counta our cable and internets problem was really a lectric company problem) dudes and other such in-of-doors activities like steppin over the Bleu, followin the Mom a round, suckin on toys and frankly beggin for snacks (still tryin to make up for day of lost calories).

But I also spent some time clearin yard of birds and squirrels what takin a vantage of Luke bein somewhat on the disable list.

O and I also ran out and scare the lectric company man what had jump fence on a counta he did not think we were home since trolley in garage.

Much to the Mom's boaf relief and dismay, I did not bark or bite or do much any thing ceptin wag my tail and sniff his boots. The Mom dismayed just tiny bit on a counta she wish I would be just little bit guard dog... but to my credit, I do more than the Bleu!

You see, the Bleu right behind me when we beggin go out... but when he see lectric man, the Bleu stop cold and not cross threshold... instead he back up!

Bleu big 100 pound boy but he meek and mild when come to even mildly scary and manner challengin stuff, and that make for many ways I have great fun by layin down in doorways and blockin him in and/or out of rooms.

Me and the him, we never squabble... and the Mom all ways make me move and then she pat pat pat on the Bleu and make him feel good and happy, but it worf it for me... on a counta it funny to see him pace and worry bout crossin me makin me mad, if even for just few short seconds!

Day 226: And While On Subject of Bleu Bowl

While the Mom at factory, I been helpin the Bleu set up his own blog (stay tune for launch), so I been tryin not reveal too many Bleuisms from Luke perspective... I think it good for quiet boy speak up those for hisself. Just sayin.

But will take just one quick moment to say how he grown comfortable here in his new and believe me when I say his forever home... He dance like no tomorrow for his food bowl and he eat faster now not on a counta he think the Luke gonna nudge him outta it but on a counta he know he not just guest he live here.

And do anybody but me think it funny that the Bleu eat only and I do mean only outta green bowl... and the Luke who born on Ide of March what is green by sociation eat outta bleu bowl?

Funny. Just sayin.

Day 218: Bleu Afternoon Trolley Ride

Just look at the Bleu! He don't look a feared of nuffin!

But try get him take ride in trolley and he all mooshy wif the fear!

And how we found out is this... the Mom rush home from factory eat quick bit o lunch and take us out like we goin for walk...

But then she open door of trolley and in swift second, I in backseat! I think I deserve Golden star on a counta I do somefin the Mom don't expect... I go to other side of seat and make myself small as possible on a counta the Bleu he so big and he comin next.

Or at least I think he comin next. I say think on a counta he stop not budge, he not hoppin in wif the glee shown by me! So the Mom commence to cajolin... and she got the front of him in and have to lift up the back before he go ahead and hop in.

So now we in, the Mom gotta go back lock house etc and I take opportunity to tell the Bleu it gonna be ok, you big, I give you 2/3 backseat... but o by the way, my 1/3 in the middle.

And the Mom come back and I make sure right quick she rectify this 60 degree temperature by turnin on ass conditioner right quick like. And then we off.

And as co-driver, I pretty sure route in alignment wif visit to 'the herd' and I'm down wif it on a counta I think one, I like it there... good senses and the Aunt Madison and Uncle Tom, and two... maybe we takin the Bleu home? Ok, I not so sure how I feel bout that but think I ask can he stay just one more night?...

And then the trolley pass the exit. And then we ride round what seem like aimlessly and the Bleu start whimperin real quiet but real high pitch... and then we stop in front of place I never seen...

And then lo and behole outta no where the Aunt Madison and Uncle Tom appear and we deboard the trolley and the Uncle Tom he take the Bleu inside the place! I not know what to think bout where he goin but I like bein on the outside wif the women folk. We three decide go in and we sit and I suddenly got lots to say real loud... on a counta now I know this place is doctor office!

The Mom she leave go in other room wif the Bleu and the Uncle Tom and I stay wif the Aunt Madison and get petted and rubbed. I not know what the Bleu doin but pretty sure it ain't good as this as he prolly getting poked and prodded and shot and stuff up the nose! So I become all about the waitin room experience and waller in it!

And then they all come out and we go for short walk cross street and then I not real sure who goin where but I know where I goin and that's back in the trolley and home. No time to ask questions or say goodbye, but answer come when the Mom lift the Bleu back end into the trolley to go to our home!

I always know I real special to the Aunt Madison and Uncle Tom on a counta all many wonderful and special things they done for me... and the Bleu was foster but same as their son for over 8 months so I know he uber special too... but still blow my mind how they go so far outta they way to help situations. And today was one... on a counta so many reasons.

It growin experience. The Mom say Wright Brothers and she gotta learn stand on our own 10 feet, gotta be in control over our own lives and be responsible. Luke hear what she sayin but still think my 4 inseparable from her 2... and we have to negotiate bout the Bleu!

Day 199: More About Bleu

Ever big brother once in great or even little while bound to wake up and think... oh no little brother still here and not goin back to stork or the Uncle Tom from which he come. And I think that this mornin today.

And no matter the Mom take us for walk and the Bleu so congenial I just grumpy and that just the way it is.

Make matters worse, the Mom go have breakfast wif the Aunt Madison and Uncle Tom and come back wif more stuff for the precious most special alebeit laid back and unassumin Bleu!

Big box got doctor records, more clothes, groomin stuff and brushes, three bags o tasty Bleu food and pretty much like the proverbial partridge in a pear tree...

Bleu now proud owner of GRRH bandana.

He great boy what come from lovin family to lovin family to our lovin family... and I happy for him, I welcome him, and I live up to all I promised the Mom...

I get over he still here and not goin back to stork or the Uncle Tom from which he come.

But now he got GRRH bandana and I don't!

Day 197: I Love Holidays!

One thing what I learn lately is that I love holidays! And I guess I been so busy enjoyin em I begun to take em for granted... till today when the Mom got up early wifout alarm goin off but got dressed still and went to factory.

I guess I knew this day was a comin on a counta life could not ever keep bein so good as it been this last coupla weeks... but kinda came as surprise, too.

The Mom only work half day but felt like whole and me and the Bleu met her at door wif dancin and partyin when she come home!

We settlin in for first family weekend what include the Luke and the Mom and her other son... the Bleu!

And now she ask me please sign off so she can work on GRRH updates and so I will...

I keep journal by paw ever day and can post at my will and whim... but GRRH got sweet boys and girls what need immediate attention and posting on a counta they need new life what the Luke got some 197 days ago!

Day 196: Chill Wif My Bro On New Year Day

I spend first day that I'm Bleu's brother (got nice ring to it) just snoofin round yard and chillin wif him and the Mom.

No excitement really ceptin the Mom make both me and the Bleu eat a single black eye pea for luck she say.

Taste pretty good to me and I could eat whole bowl full but ole Bleu he funny, he slosh it round his mouf and I lay in wait case he spit it out but he swaller it, and the Mom say good thing on a counta we all need it.

Day 196: Bleu Reaction To News

Bleu, he funny, easy goin and happy boy. He never say much what leave me to watch what he do and guess what he think...

And wif big and happy news he stretch and he sprawl and lay head on toy. He thinkin...

"Life good. Bed big and comfy. Hope nobody make me move till mornin".

Day 196: Big News... I'm A Bleu's Brother!

Big B.H. Bleu also get New Year kiss from MY the Mom and then I hear her whisper in his ear...

She say she hope he happy and he here to stay forever... on a counta he her son and Luke's brother now!

And if not so late or early dependin on how you view stroke of midnight I might have hopped up and call family meetin but stead I lay here and think back on past week...

It been pretty good, only once maybe twice has the Mom pulled me to the side to say be better host.. and say if I not like havin the Bleu round just say word and she take him home... And I not say so much as wooh, I just stop wif the growlin and barkin and start sharin my toys.

Guess I trust the Mom wif the decision on a counta I know she love the Luke and nuffin ever gonna change her devotion to me on a counta she already prove so and I step up to plate and not be so a loof.

While too groggy to commit right here right now, I think it not so bad to be Bleu's brother...