Day 640: Happy Spring!

It is first full day of Spring and when I wake up, it is 37 degrees out of doors, and 55 degrees in of doors!

It is nice day wif the sun what did shine, so I take opportunity to show you a few fings in my yard... First, here is the newly mulched base of my pecan tree...

And I show you the Bleu who is shnoofin out Sammy's place. Big Boy is too close to the philodendrons what are now boaf cleaned up and also sproutin anew... and he is gettin called at same time this photo was taken.

Funny fing bout the Bleu: he can hear slightest crinkle of celophane in kitchen, but he cannot hear he own name hollered in backyard... Just sayin.

And here is the me admirin how well landscape dude clean up the mess that the winter made!

Last weekend was Azalea Trail weekend in Houston, and it musta been pitiful. Here is the only bloomin blooms I have on this one most bloomin shrub...

It is overloaded wif the buds, but it was extra cold this winter so the bloomins is behind a few weeks!

And what we have here...

is a crop, similar to cotton, what is in abundance a round here and we are lookin to market it.

My the Mom say if we find good market for the fur and the "businesses" (particulary the businesses)... we are RICH and she can retire and be wif the us all time!

Add pecans and fruit pits to our produce list and I gonna get right on the marketin... and we will soon be livin the LARGE! Just sayin.

I also want to tell you about Big Belated Birfday Celebration... but the camera and the compy have decided not to talk to each other any longer today. It was big fun, more than tasty and I can't wait to show you... tomorrow!

Day 490: Things You Might Not Know About the Me Thursday

Wif lotsa time on my paws lately, I made list of fings about the me what you may or may not know... and they are this:

1. I wake up at 4:30am ever single mornin. Always have. Always will. When first came here to live, I came to side of bed for bedtime story and then settled back down on floor for more sleep. I still come to side of bed for bedtime story, but now I jump on the bed for the spoonin and cuddlin till time to get up!

2. I have COWLICKS. Lots em. And my the Mom loves em! Some of her very most favorites are on back of my neck. She all ways rubbin on em and sayin she gonna take real good pitcher... Stay tuned!

3. Was kissed by Angel on top of my head and you can see the spot!

4. I call my style... SCRUFFY. I'm about slippers, bell bottoms and lettin it all hang out. I love love LOVE a brushin (will even come outta the bunker for some!), but just say NO to all other implements of the groomin!

5. I work very hard NOT to be the boy who is in trouble. Can say just the opposite a bout the Bleu! He work hard to be in trouble on a counta he is treuly freu-n-freu goody 2 sheu... so he amp up he orneriness in order to get called down! Just sayin.

Day 423: Blooms, Breakfasts, Buddy(!), Buddies... and Baffs!

We all in this house are tired from a very long week and so we slept late and did not get out of bed until quarter till 7, and you may say that is not so late but consider this: It is two and one half hours after I hop up in big bed for lovin when my tummy say it time to get up, but I digress...

We rise to find our night sirius bloomed free very pretty blooms!

And me and the Bleu, we look at them and say "wow that is neat now feed the us" and the Mom did.

And then after tasty breakfasts and mornin businesses we all went back in of doors and watched the weather and I noted coordinates of free named storms what are Ana, Bill and Claudette. And we worry bout Claudette hittin Mobile and our loved ones there.

And then short bit later, the Mom get up and dress and say "be right back" and she mean it this time on a counta she just back trolley outta garage and come right back in.

She act all casual and I not know who she think she foolin on a counta I know that mean I goin some where!!!

And sure enough, she hitch me first to leash and then next, the Bleu... and away we go on pleasurable (for me but not so much for the Bleu) trolley ride and where we deboard is The Herd Grille what is in same center as Stanley Station (tho he was indisposed this fine day) and also Mister T Day Spa and Aunt M Gardens what I love so much!

And we begin day wif tasty breakfast foods what the Mom enjoy but I did not get one single bite and that is so wrong, but it ok on a counta then we go to the Aunt M Gardens where it was so nice to catch up wif my cousin, the Buddy!!!

Buddy is real sweet boy and also big character, and me and the Mom and also the Bleu have special place in heart for the him.

And today was fun on a counta I also meet my new cousin, the Mojo who the Mom also refer to as 'Number Seven', but I not sure why...!

Four fings I do know is that (1) the Mojo is as cool as he name imply... he is fun and laid back and sweet and cute and happier boy you will never know. (2) He is part of the GRRH family and wif the Herd on a counta he so very much deserve a new FOREVER home! (3) He is wif summer furr-do on a counta he came to GRRH very dirty and matted and wif major ear infections but is now all better! And (4) Mojo know exactly how to get along wif ever body... includin me! And that sayin quite bit!

[Read more about the Mojo!]

And after greetins and salutations, I ran off into the gardens to sniff all I could sniff and run and romp and have fun... and then I return to deck to chuckle at the Cousin Dylan who had a baff and was rubbin his shampoo into the deck!

I laugh real hard until... name of Luke called... and then I realized I had passed the freshhold to Mister T Day Spa...

And Uncle... I mean, Mister T... he lather me up real good. And though I never try to escape once baff commence, I would like to state for the record that this time I hop up on bench on own accord.

And really it feel gooooooood....

That is until I notice the Bleu, he is laughin at the me and cavortin all round the deck and the gardens and he is just revellin in he ornary cuteness!

And I think to self... "O the Bleu, just you wait... on a counta your gigglin patooty is next!"

And it was! Who is laughin now? Heh heh heh heh heh heh... well, I guess... the me! Heh heh heh!

And the Bleu, he did stop makin fun but did get into some serious enjoyment of the dryin off and brushin processes!

And meanwhile I tolerate those same processes, after bein called in from mulch pile, mud puddle and gate breachment evaluations...

And when I try to privately discuss these allurin locales and possible security weakness wif the Buddy, the Mom snap pitcher, document moment.

And sometime I fink I never have privacy to just have Buddy chat...

And pretty soon we all go inside and the Bleu get he toe nails and slippers adjusted and I do not on a counta my the Mom promise me not... and though this pitcher is fuzzy, I fink you get idea... I just chill.

And then me and the Bleu we board the trolley to go home and now we are here and we look goooooooood!

There have been many pitchers taken but there near bout one hunnerd percent chance of storms all week this week, so the Mom she say "Luke save some o your happy pitchers to post later" and I say ok on a counta baff make me kinda tired any way for today...!

Day 422: Seven Reasons

I have alluded to it in previous posts, and so now I tell you

Seven Reasons I Come Outta My Bunker:

1. Brushin. I will most always come outta the bunker for brushin.
2. Brushin. I will most always come outta the bunker if Bleu beed gettin brushed.

3. Cheddar cheese.
4. Berry treats.
5. The Mom leave from just outside bunker, I follow the her, get under her feet.
6. Sometime feel need to find nother bunker on a counta main one ain't workin.
7. Dinner time! Lay tasty Wysong on me... and I forget storm for five minutes!

Wysong and waters... tasty good!

Yup...
Lip lickin good!

Regular programmin now interrupted by return to my bunker!

Day 414: Meteorology... and Astronomy (sorta)

My the Mom has been down in her back and I thank you for puttin up wif the 2008 poster retrospective of last few days, on a counta it was quick and easy and then I could get back to bein Nurse Luke. Just sayin.

And then today she feel better but bout 2pm I go out into yard and do quick research and report back to the her... bad weather to souf-west... and she think I am crazy on a counta not cloud in the sky, but still... she let me back to the in.

Once the Bleu drag he cleu-less self in, the Mom grab cell phone and pull up radar and say "well, whattaya know... there is storm to our souf-west over Sugarland and I guess the Luke should be named Radar or Doppler or Microcast... on a counta he bout one hunnerd percent accurate.

And I not freak out on a counta the storm bout 10 mile away, but still... I knew it was happenin and put bout quarter head under library table just to be on safe side.

And sure enough, heavy rain cloud form just over my head few minutes later and when I head to bunker, my the Mom head for brush. And I come out for the brushin and I get brushed for entire cloud burst and then some and I wish you could see how handsome I look now!

And that leads me to thank God for last few days when there was no bit or rain or storm and then I think about last night... when there was beautiful full moon... and the Mom, she did go out and try take pitchers but they really did not turn out not one bit at all, but while out there, she also take pitchers of the me what are equally not so good, but I share the them...

I play coy for one small moment....

And then when the Mom lure me wif her lovin tone and mushy nicknames, I cannot help but flash her the sweet Luke smile! And now before you take look, let me say... I don't know why I be sharin it wif the you... on a counta it truly just down right embarassin... [And special note to the Daisy and the Khyra... I beg you please not look! And if you slip glance, please remember how handsome I am under ordinary circumstance!}

Please ever one tell me one Bozo the Clown photo don't make the man!

Day 378: Reflections

On very very VERY happy note... WELCOME HOME TO THE LASKA!!! I am so glad Sweet Boy back home but I also can't wait to hear where he been.

To understand how and why the Mom got real emotional bout the Laska disappearance, you just have to read my second day post what was titled:

Day Two: 'See Luke Run', 'Good Boys Do Bad Things'... and Other Tails of Horror

Fun to me then, not so fun for the Mom. She can laugh now, only on a counta she catch up to me then... and I settle in real deep now!

And now on somber note, we have not but fifteen drops of the rain but horrendous thunder here last night, and I cannot tell a lie... I try to have nervous breakdown but the Mom try new things to distract the me.

Someone tell her that frowin ball durin storm help the Jasmine, but I don't like fetch... so the Mom scratch head and come up wif sumfin what make me weak in knees and that is the brushin and so she do...

And when my bunker instinct take me over and I walk out from under the brush... the Mom switch over and start brushin the Bleu... what I am sorry but is just plain wrong and so I have to come back in spite of boom boom boom... to restore order in universe. Just sayin.

Other thing what she try keep my mind off panic is the berry treats what I love!

The Mom not let me have too many but she do this thing where when I in bunker she have the Bleu show off boaf his skills and bravado and of course I cannot let him show me up. Just sayin.

So bad as it was and believe me it was bad, I did pretty good and got bout grade of B- what is grade truly special for the me!

And speakin of the special... on Saturday, the Mom was at Different Strokes Pet Boutique lookin for sumfin special for the Bleu and some treats for us boaf...

And what to her wonderin eyes do appear... but this photo of me, displayed in her special treat case!

Not just that but she be told that my sweet face very well might be featured in some future advertisin... on a counta I love my tasty birfday cake almost as much as I love my the Aunt Karen who order it from the Different Strokes!

If you ever in area and no matter what size you are but specially if you are size of my best pal the Checkers, you gotta check this place out! Tasty treats, stylish freads (spell that threads) and neat stuff your Mom might want for her self... galore, you will find there!

And then also speakin of reflections, I reflect on my first 4f of July upon which I celebrated my dependence on the Mom!


And you can check out my sweet face* on GRRH home page for limited time only... on a counta it be changed on or bout end of monf...

*When sweep wif GRRH webmaster, must share compy time but also there are benefits...
Just sayin.