Day 897: Friday Fun And More About Fursday, Day 896!

As you all know, Friday is my favorite day of the week for many reasons, and I enjoyed each of them wif the gusto today!!!

Round here we call it Half Day Friday on a counta we get to spend half the day wif the Mom! And as is tradition, we shared a Mytiburger and then therefore our traditional family nap!

The nap was quite short today, because the weather was far too nice to miss! Well that and the Mom felt pressured motivated to get some chores done in preparation for "bringin in and dressin the tree"... whatever that means. Our shut-eye, while only about ten minutes long, was still really quite refreshin.


And speakin of tree... I had fings to do of my own!!!

Rascally rascal is up there, and I know it. 

Well... I knew it until I saw four of them in my pecan tree!

My M.O. is that I stand like a statue... and wait to spring into action when the the little varmints least expect it.

This might actually work if the Mom didn't incessantly photograph the statue until the statue... just... gives...up.

I mean, seriously, is there an angle that a the Mom does not appreciate???

Most sweet boys only have to worry bout whether the eye boogies are clear and the broccoli is off the teef... but I have to concern myself wif what's danglin in my feathers!

Ok. I made my own self laugh! Me, You and Everbody  know I don't care one bit whatsoever what is danglin in my feathers! I do like my eye boogies cleared regularly, but I wear a little dirt on my chin wif pride! Just sayin.

Here I am, peakin to see what the Mom is doin... I'm not sure if I'm ready to come inside. After all, Mister Dyson is outstandin in the livin room... but my wrist watch is tellin me it's time for the tasty foods. 

Turns out it WAS time for the dinner service. And I enjoyed my Wysong Anergen Duck and Rice, garnished wif two squirts of Grizzly Salmon Oil... followed up wif a dollop of pumpkin dessert!


And wif a blink of an eye, it was dark, and I fought I was safe to go out and enjoy the out-of-doors wifout the   Mom and the flashy beast. Boy-O-Boy was I wrong.


She found this "darkness" settin on the camera, and she decide to experiment... Kinda cool, I guess.

Not what I would call poetic, wif the garden tools in the background... and so not centered... but pretty good for seein a totally black view finder.

The Mom say this settin is posed to capture the desired image Sweet Boy and the background. She not say a fing bout makin the Bleu's eyes a pear demonic, but that happened, too.

Nor did she mention that it would capture the glow of positive energy (like in that fictional book she read that was so popular bout a million years ago)... but it did!

The Bleu look kinda cool under the Texas Sage what is confused and bloomin right now.

And here I am, ready to head in for some good toy time! 

But before I say 'Night Night, Ya'all!'... My the Mom wants me to show you a bunch of pitchers from yesterday I want to catch you up on Yester-Day 896.

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Fursday, Day 896

Another beautiful day, and I am happy and feelin great! Cooped up in-of-doors while the Mom was at the Factory, I am anxious to peruse the perimeter...

And shnoof the little oak tree base, where the squirrels feed and frollick and play all day... wifin my view from the back door.

It is SO not right, but I must take a moment to say...


I waited 9.5 years to find myself on the lovin side of that back door. I don't care how long the Mom is gone. And I don't care how quick she is to let me out, when she's home.

What I care about is that I am... all ways... on the lovin side of the door. All ways.

Feel the love??? I do!!!

Sometimes the tasty foods are on the opposite side from the love, and I am torn... 

But wif a little insistence, a little lobbyin... a little lookin incredibly cute... 

And a little Solidarity... Love is pretty easily transformed beyond threshold!

And as luck would have it, love works in boaf directions...

Not great pitchers, but I hope they convey our happiness, on a counta I treasure each and every simple moment.

Don't get me wrong, I dream the Big Dream... Half of which is keep on keepin on enjoyin Chapter Two Ever Day Life...

And More Than Any Fing Half of which, I dream of beatin all the odds and astonishin all those doctor kinda people! Hey! Fink about it. As many times as not, you are readin about odd beatin and astonishment. Please to let that be me!!! Just prayin.

Team Luke provides lift to my Spirit! Frew you, the Love Protocol flows!!!

Day 893: Celebration!

This mornin started wif the absence of tasty breakfast foods, followed by a trip to Sugar Land Veterinary Specialists... not exactly where I hoped we were headed, but it was a good visit for a lot of different reasons:

1. I got to see Sweet Lauren!!!
2. I received my LAST regular Vaccine today! Woohoo!!!
3. We had a swell visit with Dr N, and he said I look great!!!
4. We were there less than an hour, and the Mom never left me!!!
5. I'm goin to miss the peoples, but I'm excited that I have free monfs before I go back!!!

How... you ask... did I celebrate my return home this mornin??? Wif a good chase, of course! [The Mystery Narrator missed the chase from the back door, but picked up on the action as quickly as she could!]

Fank you all for your continued support of Team Luke and the Love Protocol!!! Your well wishes and words of encouragement help more than I could ever properly express, except to say... I treasure your Friendship!!!

Day 882: Fursday Wif The Bliss And Firty-Five Percent Pout

Today was another gorgeous day wif the bright sunshine, beautiful bleu skies and a high of mid 60s! I fink in the description of Total Bliss... these are requisites!

And me and the Bleu do enjoy our time, millin about... 

And shnoofin the squirrel trails... 

And we even watched wif excitement as a pair of em ran the power line!

It really IS hard to be inside all day, watchin these little terrorists have their way wif my yard and my pecans.

It is is an atrocity of the worst kind, and I feel the need to sort of point it out to the Mom... they were here and here and here... O! And also there! Just sayin.

They even perch themselves on the patio chairs and leave pecan shells to prick and poke the patooty of all who absent-mindedly sit in those chairs! They tease me in that way...

Enough of the trackin, I'm ready for the in-of-door pleasures! [Great shot of My Angel Kiss, Mom!]

My the Mom had dinner plans (out) tonight. And I picked up on the subtle clues pretty quickly.

I wouldn't say that I engaged a full pout, but maybe about a 35% one!

I mean... On the one paw, I want her here wif the me tonight and ok, all ways. And on the other, she is off to have dinner wif my Uncle Tom and Aunt Madison to... if I have eavesdropped wif the accuracy... plan a Fanksgivin Surprise.


You know how I love the Surprises, so I cut the pout back 65% from full. And once Ole Gal came home, I let bygones be bygones...

Me and the Bleu, by the way... We heard SOME fing in our yard. We have flyin squirrels, what are nocturnal... but this was some fing MUCH larger.

I fought about conductin an investigation, but decided instead to put the doggy-in-the-baff-robe frew a detailed background check.

I'm happy to report that all of the under and for that matter over cover discoveries are totally delightful wif the good lovin and suckin.

I've had a bit of discomfort today, but it has had no effect on my Zest and Happiness. One of the new traditions I love is that I get a dollop of pumpkin for dessert... even after breakfast foods. Sure, it helps wif the tummy upset after a busy day away from home, includin those I spend wif my Aunt Isphesia... but it also really soothes my froat. And makes me feel special.

The Bleu gets a dollop, too... on a counta he likes dessert and feelin special, teu! Not comin from a judgmental place... but Big Boy can also use the fiber. Just sayin. But I digress...

I'm SO grateful for Team Luke! When I have a rough day, The Love Protocol lifts My Spirit!!!

Day 872: Treatment Day 3 In The History Books!

In case you wonder how I'm feelin... Here is me about fifteen seconds after I got home, as I chase a squirrel across the yard and leave the Bleu in my proverbial dust! Just sayin.

And to commemorate the occasion, my the Mom was on a roll of photographic brilliance... wif most of the pitchers dark and/or blurry!

Flip on your light switch, and I fink you can see that I'm still in my harness. [My the Mom doesn't use my collar for any fing more than decoration since my froat has raised issues].

If you could read the one fing on my mind in this pitcher, it would be: FEED ME!!!

And gosh you're good, on a counta I was served the most delicious half order of dinner foods ever known to a golden retriever. I gobbled them up. They had no chance of escapin. No, none whatsoever.


And I also foroughly enjoyed an inch of the Miracle Waters. And now here's...

Me and the Bleu
In A Flurry
Of the Blurry!

Only fing you can appreciate is my silky hairs...

The Bleu says he's happy I'm home.
Really.
He is.

It's so nice to be home. I'm not even jokin... To be able to lay down here or there, to be shmugglin or to be restin independently... so many variables, so many choices. And that's what I love about home!

Of course, there is also business to tend to... and this blog post is job one! Just sayin.

Most times I paw my own posts... but I fink on Treatment Days, a Sweet Boy should be able to lean on a secretarial assistant (in this case and aka the Mom)!

Update: The Sweet Sophie's surgery went well, and she will be reunited with her family as soon as possible tomorrow. Fank you for your prayers and well wishes!!!