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 899: Snores, Chores and More

Snores.

Last night...

Zzzzin the little bed...

The Bleu zzzzin the big bed...

Big Boy stretched out...

Me, coolin off on the floors...

The Bleu... still piggin the big bed relaxed!

REALLY relaxed!!!

Chores and Snores
Today...Layin low! 

Beautiful, chilly, sunny day!

Enjoyin the clean sheets!

The Bleu enjoyin his chores...

Someone is cookin out of doors.
Just sayin.

I wish our chores included foods and tasty aromas!

So nice outside...

So nice inside...!

The more there is to do inside...

The more I want to be outside!

And then back inside...!

But now it's time to settle in for the evenin...
And I turn to my lammy.

Lammy reminds me of my Daisy... and I'm not referrin to my almost sister Daisy, but my Girl Friend, Daisy! 

Sweet Girl has a fing for the lammies, and each time I settle in wif one, I fink... I would gladly give up the lammy stuffy for the Daisy!

I would, for sure. Just sayin.

Chores aside, I'm excited and lookin forward to the Holidays! Christmas is less than free weeks away!!! Me and the Bleu are tryin to decide what to give the Mom. Bleu finks she would like a nice stick, but I say no... it should be some fing tasty to eat. We are open to suggestions, so please to share them!

Merry Christmas! Happy Holidays!

Day 898: The Drivin Miss Daisy Edition And Other Currently Sisterless Saturday Stuff

Meet Miss Daisy!

She is in the trolley, on a counta my the Mom, along wif the Aunt Madison, chauffeured Sweet Girl to the GRRH Meet-N-Greet at Orvis in the Woodlands!

These pitchers don't do this beautiful girl justice, but even so... she reminds me of someone special wif also the magnitudinous good looks...

Finkin finkin, but I can't quite put my paw on it... but she is Special, that's for sure!

I fink we can all agree that she is replete wif the good looks, but the Mom says Miss Daisy is also a very mannerly trolley passenger!

And Sweet Girl's manners didn't stop there! I hear that she was VERY well behaved at the event!

 I also hear that she formed a close bond wif one of the volunteers there...

 And that volunteer bonded wif her, too...

One passer-by even noted how much Daisy seemed to love her the mom...

Wait Wait WAIT. Did I hear that correctly??? Her "The Mom"???

Well... as of THIS moment, I don't have a sister. That's all I can report for now!

No approved adopters attended the event, but Daisy met many wonderful people who came there to learn more about the group. And many expressed interest in adopting and fostering... so it was a very good day!

The gorgeous Ambassador was happy to board the trolley for the trip back to Houston, and she settled in for a little nap, and that's good! I SO do love me a sweet girl who has no interest in the Co-Pilot position, because that position is filled... by ME!!!

Passive passenger. Check!

Daisy was initially estimated to be 8 years old, but GRRH does not believe that to be so. . Her teef are clean and not worn in the least. She is energetic and lively, but also easily settles. All fings considered, she's likely 5-7 years old and just prematurely gray.

It's not like she has had a stress free life. You see, her first family abandoned her when they moved away. A few Good Samaritans made sure the Sweet Girl made her way to GRRH!

Daisy is as smart as she is sweet. You'll love the things her Foster Mom has to say!!! By all a counts, Daisy will complete her Forever Family! She is that kind of girl!!!

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My Currently Sisterless Saturday

Now meanwhile, you are wonderin how this Saturday has been shaped by the currently Sisterless Luke and also the Bleu [of course]!

We, ok I awoke early and after much sighin and restin my chin on the (east then west then east then west then...) side of the bed, we all did arise and check out the happenins in the back 40!

You just never know what atrocities might have been committed overnight. Just sayin.

Fortunately, not much did... We went frew the motions and then me and the Bleu, we did graciously allow the Mom to don her GRRH shirt and depart wif the trolley... to Drive Miss Daisy!


And when Ole Gal arrived back home, renderin me once again and also currently sisterless... we spent some good quality time out of doors in the 80 degree + temperatures to absorb a bit of heat before those temps drop to the 30's tonight. Crazy, right?

Hard to believe that we just got our yard raked a few days ago... but Gosh, I'm cute! What a face I have!!!

File this next pitcher under "Shift Change"... a favorite category of the Mom's, even though it has never been a label. [tsk tsk]

 I'm just happy the flash isn't on!!!

Displayin my handsomeness,
and workin on my Lulander model poses...

 Glance slight to my left...

 Glance slight to my right...

I may have all the physical qualities of a model, but the behaviors... not so much. Here is me when I fink I hear the dinner bell ring!

I am ready to strap on the feed bag!

Yes, indeed!!! Food and lots of it!!! 

Pumpkin dessert, too!!! 

I beg of you!!! 

It all unfolded exactly how I hoped. Dark has come over the back yard... and "the tree" has come into the house. The Bleu is scared and sought refuge in the big bed.

I'm not sure what to fink, so I am keepin one eye on it!

And I am followin the Mom frewout the house. I don't want to miss a fing.

 Look upper right center... you will see me keepin an eye on the dead eff-a-lent in the room/red bag and the crime scene "the tree"...

I'm not sure how I feel about all of this. I'm tryin to remain calm... act nonchalent... and pretend there is no eff-alent in the room...

But followin the Mom seems like the fing to do... since we're plannin one of those "get back to the original spirit of the holiday" kind of Christmas.

The funnest fing about Christmas... is givin. But this year for us, all spare (and then some) green papers are dedicated to medical care. Me, the Mom and also the Bleu hope that everyone understands... our extraordinary circumstances!

We won't be able to send our normal end-of-year contributions to charities, as we would like. We are saddened by the financial implications... but along wif the immense personal challenges we have before us,  we also have infinite hope in our hearts... that we will overcome the odds!!!

And to anyone out there wif the Santa connections... Please to tell him the story of the Sweet Luke who dreams of a new stuffy for Christmas! I am deprived. Really, I am.

Just sayin.

And now let's join the Saturday Pet Bloggers Hop! Nigel at Life Wif Dogs has the details...!