Day 890: More Walks And The Bird!

After the burst of activity in the Kitchen... came a lull. I'm not sure what to make of it, but I like the aromas that are waftin... and so I was a bit reluctant to head out for a little outdoor time.

And here I am... "tangled up in Bleu"!

 And Cousin Atlas... or Atty, as my the Mom calls him. He's checkin it all out...

 Just like me and the Bleu check our return trip tickets and boardin passes. Check. Check. Check. Check.

We are havin the time of our lives and hope it will last Forever, but we also adore the concept of the trolley... and we're kinda fond of it's driver. Just sayin.

 Samwiched between the Bleu and his Girlfriend, the Porter!

 No denyin... She's a gorgeous girl!!!

 And now... I present Master Chef Tom (of Mister T Day Spa fame)... and The Bird!

Note: It is not me who is inches from the bird. It is DaKota-Bear... but he's not the only one wif a keen interest... Left to right Goldens: Buddy, Dakota, Dylan. And Atlas rounds out the lower portion of the pitcher.

And at a somewhat respectful distance away... is the me! 

 My proximity is governed by my the Mom and not my interest or enfusiasm! Just sayin. 

And she is distractin me wif all the pitcher takin... 

 Meanwhile, the Bleu is scared of the Kitchen... but he is excited wif the aromas and the sounds he hears!

 An...ti...ci....

 pa...tion...

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Fanksgivin Meal!!!
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And the aftermaff...

 Cleanin the Kitchen might not be so interestin, but the puttin up of the leftovers... Yahoo!!!

 Swing to the left...

 And as all ways... I maintain my postition in the Kitchen!!!

Happy Chock Full-o-the Fankfulness Friday! You're at the top of my list!!!

Day 890: Friday Mornin Feedin Frenzy & Fun (Before & After)

Me and the Bleu woke the Mom up early this mornin, wif the excitement that we could no longer conceal... on a counta we knew The Herd was just on the other side of our bedroom door!

It's not yet quite daylight, but the sky is beautiful and clear... and the temperature is brisk and cold!

Best fing about early mornins in the country is sniffin all the critters what have passed this way over night. We have seen dozens of deer... and after dark last night, they were snortin at us as we took our "last call"!

I could stay out here all mornin... or until my tummy begins to growl!

I fink there is not much better inside place than the Kitchen at Campo Blanco. I mean... It is good INSIDE sniffin!!!

Add the Frenzy, and it is one hip and excitin place to be... especially this time of day!

Today our Kitchen is under the direction of Master Chef Tom... of Mister T Day Spa fame... and he is also the most special uncle EVER... to me and the Bleu!

No pitchers of the actual feed bowl dispersal, but I'll tell you... We all enjoyed it, and made quick work of cleanin the bowls! Then we were out for After Tasty Breakfast Foods Constitutional!

The Bleu utilizes the time to hone his 'lookin cute' skills...

I, on the other paw, am on a business trip.

The Mom says it's kinda hard to photograph us when we are leashed up, so I frow her a tiny bone by turnin my head for the pitcher.

Enough. Let's go!

I LOVE bein here, but every chance I get... I check out the trolley. If it is to depart, I want to make sure I have my ticket handy. Just sayin.

Beyond the cooperative head turn a minute ago, I am really not in the mood for the flashy beast... so I set about duckin my head and foilin the shots... 

There is a delay between the setup and actual capture, and I am a master at dodgin the full face shot... so the Mom is frilled when she spin us in a wide circle wif hope to catch a side glance!

The Bleu is usually pretty cooperative wif the pitchers, so long as it only involves his own self... His only photogenic fault is that the pitcher must be framed perfectly in order to fit Big Boy in his entirety. Just sayin.

And I guess I had a lapse in my awareness on a counta the Mom zipped around in front of me for this shot!

It's ok... we're on our way back to the warmf of the inside. I hear talk of roasted bird and other good eats, as well as naps and a long walk! It's hard to say what I'm lookin forward to more!

Wishin you a Golden Black Friday!!!

Day 887: Busy-Ness

Rare is the day when we are too busy to take pitchers, but today has been action packed! And in keepin wif the blurry pheme of yesterday, here is me in a hurry to come in for the dinner foods. Note my sweet tongue!

Some fing is definitely up round here on a counta my the Mom is hustlin round the kitchen mixin this and rubbin that, pullin pans outta the cabinets and missed-elaneous whatnot.

Please know that I mean this wif all due respect[?]... but my the Mom is NOT a cook!!! So as I watch all the commotion wif her bakin this and cookin that, I just feel like God knows she needs my help!!!

Fact that I smell bacon bacon Bacon BACON means that she needs REAL help. And as hard as I've tried to dance between the Mom and the cooktop... she has requested even harder that I move!

Fine. Here I am in the hall. I am still a matter of two feet from the kitchen. And the first morsel or bit I hear drop to the floor... I'm there!

My the Cousin John just came by to rub my sweet head [and ok, the Bleu's teu] and visit for a while. He brought in a duffle bag, and left it in that other room wif a bed. I guess he's comin back on a counta the Mom gave him a key!

This MUST be a piece to the Surprise puzzle!!! Either the Mom is preparin the Fanksgivin foods for her favorite [two legged] nephew, or... like some times in the past, my Cousin John is takin a break from the apartment livin and stretchin out at our house! Odd fing is, and I don't know why... but we usually leave so he can stretch out into the whole house! What is up wif that???! I guess we just wait and see what tomorrow brings...

Until then, you can find me somewhere between the peanut butter cookie (from scratch) aroma and cooked bacon smell in the kitchen! There are other olfactory delights, but they are not nearly so seductive!


Happy Day Before The Day Before Fanksgivin! I am makin my Fankful list... and when I reflect on it, I realize I am one Lucky Luke... And my Friends are at the top of my list!!!


My the Mom finks she is even luckier, on a counta she has the me and also the Bleu... AND all of Our Wonderful and Supportive Friends! She say she feel blessed. For sure. 

Day 886: Monday Wif The Brilliant Photography

Happy Monday of this fine Holiday Week! Though this pitcher was taken yesterday after my baff, it reflect how I am gearin up for my Fanksgivin Surprise!

I spent some quality time Sunday afternoon, lettin my furs dry and just finkin about how special this Holiday is goin to be!

And the reason I open up this journal entry wif the yesterday's pitchers is on a counta... It's a dark, dreary Monday and today's pitchers are blurry and frankly... awful. It is on a counta the weather and most definitely NOT the Mom's photographic genius. Just sayin wink wink.


I offer you today's glimpse at my fluffy caboose! It may be blurry, but it is clean.

This pitcher is kinda interestin, since my head looks in focus but ever fing else is not. It was taken on the "sport" settin. I fink maybe the camera battery is gettin weak.

It has been a busy evenin round here wif the hustlin and bustlin and bakin!!! Imagine my surprise when heat was emitted from that big stainless steel box in the kitchen! And the smells!!! Mmmmm-mmmmm!


And then after dark, we all went out to admire the full moon what was soon covered over by the fast movin clouds... and the Mom capture the moment wif this pitcher.

I know she is in love wif my soft and silky and lavender Buddy Wash smellin furs... but this was not how she visualized the frame (in the dark). But then again... neither was the next one, but at least my sweet face is in the frame!

And then she backed up and took this one. Not such a good shot, but at least she got all of me in it! The look on my face is lettin you know that I will not rest until the good smells on the other side of that door are EATEN... [or bagged, boxed and/or sealed]!

Fings are still busy round here tonight. Me and the Bleu are restin, but I am takin notes. I'm gettin closer to guessin what the Fanksgivin Surprise might be! And if I'm right... I'm frilled!!!

I love the tradition of listin all I'm fankful for... and You, My Friends, are at the top of my list!!!

Day 879: Treatment Day 4 In The History Books!

Here I am trotting up to the SLVS for my 4f and Final Treatment Day! There is a skip in my step on a counta I am finkin of this as Graduation Day... and also on a counta I am so much lighter than normal (wifout the breakfast foods in my belly)...

Of course, I felt obliged to stop and check my pmail and do a bit of business of my own. You will note the new trash receptacle in the top left portion of the next photo... and you may consider this The Luke Wright Receptacle, on a counta the Mom used to carry a bag of business in every time I visit their fine establishment! And I'm pretty sure they installed this container for that reason...

Lots of smells out here... and ok, maybe a little heal draggin. Not much. Just a little.

I've learned to plop down while the Mom checks me in. I behave pretty well... well, except for last week when that kitteh cat came from around the corner!

Not sure what that squiggly fing in the photo is... but this is my best "Are you really goin to leave me here?" face! I pouted just a little, but then Sweet Lauren came around to show me some lovin... and next fing you know...

I am dressed in a new autographed bandanna... and the Mom along wif my the Aunt Karen are whiskin me out to the trolley for our trip home! My the Mom got teary and kinda choked up as Aunt Karen read what was written on my new scarf!

I've told you about Treatment Day before, so you know what I'm waitin on... Food and another inch of water!!!

I stood in this doorway while the Mom made excuses like "wait for your tummy to settle from the car ride" and "just a few more minutes", etc. etc.


Gosh. I look famished. 

Know why? Cause I am!

It is a dark, dreary day so all of my photos turned out dark and dreary (and blurry). Some of it was the Mom's brilliant photographic genius... but most of it was just the day.

The Mom didn't pick up the Bleu's bowl right away, so I gave it a good lickin and then stood (ok, laid) guard!

As I settled in for a nap, I let the Mom take my bandanna off to take pitchers. I just love it... Don't you???

I wish you could have seen my the Mom's face when I came around the corner wif this sweet scarf round my neck. She all ways drops to hug and smooch me, but today she had a extra wide smile... and the emotions welled up, I could tell!

Lauren and Mitzi take very good care of me. I am very sweet on them, and while I don't want to seem presumptuous... I fink they are sweet on me, too!

And then there's Doctor Novosad... He's smart and kind, and he really looks out for my best interest. I'm grateful to him for all he's done, and especially for the way he's treated my the Mom. You might not know this about her... but she can be a bit of a basket case when it comes to the healf and welfare of her Sweet Boy. It takes a special kind of Doctor to deal wif her nerves. Just sayin.

Uncle Tom and Aunt Karen have been SO supportive frew this entire experience. I don't fink my the Mom would have made it wifout them! They have been wif us ever step of the way...

And Aunt Karen helped us express our gratitude and love to All of Our Friends at SLVS... Coy, Sicily, Lauren, Mitzi, Doctor N... and all of the others!!! She made a batch of her famous Aunt Karen Cookies, and we left them behind this afternoon (much to my dismay) when I was discharged!

You remember the Aunt Karen cookies... She made them to celebrate My First 100 Days! And here is a pitcher of me, tryin to convince my the Mom that they were for ME! [By the way, we were livin 100% in the bedroom and outside durin those days, after Ike... wifout the tricity].

I am SO lucky. I have Team Luke. And I have the Love Protocol. Your support lifts my spirits, and I feel your positive energy and love. From the bottom of my sweet heart, I fank you so very much!