Day 513: Surprise Party For The Bleu!

Unbeknownst to the Bleu... (or the Mom or me!)... there was a Surprise Party in store!!!

Day 513: Kitchen Help

One of my favorite fings about this wonderful weekend is the yummy appetizers my Aunt Madison whips up each late afternoon. And as well mannered boy, it is only fittin that I help her wif the preparation!

Good manners are important in sweet and helpful boy, which I am most definitely boaf.

But prolly most helpful boy here is my Cousin, the Buddy! He is all ways eager and ready to pull kitchen duty, and he is very good at it! Why, just look at those eyes!!! They are sayin "please o please may I...!"

And just in case you wonder about the Breakfast Crew... It was my Uncle Chef Tom wif his assistants (aka The Herd, from left to right) Porter, Buddy, Dakota Iby the cabinet) and Dylan (out front to the right)!

Where you might ask yourself was the Luke... and the Bleu???

Answer to first part is... I charge in to mix wif the offer to help, but clearly, the Buddy and Chef Tom have fings well under control!

Answer to part two, is that the Bleu is a feared or maybe just super respectful of tile floors and food areas, but he cannot even be coaxed into the kitchen... and he will only enter (i.e. sneak in) to drink waters when noone is lookin.

So, when not pacin and tap tap tappin just outside of the kitchen...  Birfday Boy at ease time in family room.

Don't get me wrong, I am ok wif imaginary line he draw for himself... but I know it upset the Mom when he will not come in, share time and feel comfortable in this most wonderfullest of rooms... I fink he just need to spend more time wif the Buddy! Those two boys need to compare notes!

[Now... Trust me, the Bleu did not come upon this fear in our house! It is not that the Mom is loose wif the rules, but for sure she fink of house as OUR house... and me and the Bleu are welcome in ever square inch!]

Day 513: Bluffin Our Way To The Bluff

It seem like real swell idea for all us to leash up and head to the bluff for peaceful late afternoon scenic overlookin... but "peaceful" adjective might be just WAY too extreme to even come close to describin six Goldens and one black Lab on a bluff above the Blanco River... when two unrestrained dogs walk by on river's edge, below!

[CLOCKWISE: above is Cain (from rear), Porter (black lab), Dakota, Dylan, ME! And the rear end of the Bleu (at 6-7 o'clock)!

Below, I share a pitcher of the river below... I just wish I could share the smells and sounds...

I fink this might be what Heaven is like...!!! 

Day 513: Lovin Me Some Porch!

Don't know if I use proper terminology... but I have found my most favoritest porch ever! It has windows on free sides and cool breezes pass frew and it look out on some very amazin fings includin Uncle Tom and also... DEER!


This here is the Bleu smilin for the camera, and from left to right behind him... Cousin Cain, Aunt Madison and Cousin Porter!

Uncle Tom is out there doing some fing... and we all need look see what! It is truly a gorgeous day... inside and out!!! Google "contentment" and it prolly gonna direct you right back here!

My the Mom is architect and so I ask pitcher be tooken so she could propogate a new "Golden Ratio" or "Golden Section"... much like feorems of historically significant (really old and way beyond dead) dudes... and that is

GOLDEN SILL HEIGHT =  GOLDEN CHIN HEIGHT

Now all serious fings put aside... I will tell you this porch is great place to wake from nap... to smell smells... to see sights... to love life!!! [Counter-clockwise...  Dakota in window beyond, me in window near, Dylan by the Aunt Madison... and The Bleu!]

PEACE = RELAXED GOLDEN CHINS IN PERFECTLY PLACED WINDOW SILL... WIF WINDOW OPEN, TEMPERATURE JUST RIGHT, LOW PRESSURE FAR OFF TO THE EAST SO NORTHWEST WINDS DO CONTINUE TO BLOW!

Just sayin.

Right this very minute, we are lookin out at "the bluff"... and finkin... maybe we should all leash up and head out for the scenic overlook! The Mom and the Tom are also finkin... what a great place for the rooster tails!

Stay tuned for decisions... failures... and regrets!

Day 513: Herd Sat At The Mister T Day Spa & Hill Country Resort

This is my Cousin Dakota. He likes carryin fings in his mouf. He is gentle wif he stuff but he does like to carry em!

My the Mom and Aunt Madison went into town for some shoppin and such, so we were herd sat by Mister T, who is well knowed for his Golden pamperin and day spas. Just sayin.

As you well know, we Goldens love the pamperin, so we kinda swarm him sayin "me first me first"... so allow me to introduce and identify who you see below!

Far left is the Cousin Buddy! Then the Dakota (of course) has the shoe, and Cousin Dylan is behind him... Cousin Cain is sprawled out on floors, and the Bleu (green collar) is politely waitin in line to the right... and of course, yours truly has my back turned to the camera. (You can see healin spot on back from surgery... My hairs are growin back nicely!!!).

And below, the Bleu has gone in for some attention... NOW! And this might be a good time to tell you... that boy is sowin he oats this weekend... he is doin very uncharacteristic fings! Uncle Tom say it the fresh Hill Country air... I not sure, but I kinda like the Bleu bein in the trouble wif the Mom... in the stead of me!

The crowd fin out some and I move in for some good brushins... And that is Cousin Cain wif he back turned to camera.

And now it the Birfday Boy turn! Look on he face say "ahhhh yeahhhh!"! That is the Cain comin round corner and the Dylan walkin behind Mister T (my Uncle Tom!)...

There are no pitchers... no exhibits... no calls to 911... i.e. no way to exactly prove how it happen... but Mister T managed to trim my slippers today!

Dam. Mister T Good!

Day 512: Bleu Surprise!

Surprise to the Bleu... a weekend wif The Herd (and also me and the Mom) in Wimberley!!!

We are here, in part, to celebrate the Bleu Birfday and there could be no better way to celebrate than a weekend wif the Aunt Madison, Uncle Tom and also the Herd, what he love so very very VERY MUCH... in the scenic Hill Country at Casa De Manada!


And pinch me... how much better can life get when you spend it, this place have comforts of home along wif the good smells of the country! How much better can life get???

The Bleu make rounds, checkin it out!

And partin the sea of Goldens, I come outta the kitchen to check out the rest of the house! [I am the only Golden pointin toward you!]

Fun times on the Party Porch! Lovin the wrap-round windows open and the scenic views... but I wonder what ever body else is up to!

Have to check it out! So much good stuff to see and smell and look outta! Gotta make rounds.... Just sayin!

Very best diversion so far, however, is... DINNERS!!!

And the Bleu, he enjoy his...too!

The Mom is pitcher hungry so she capture some moments what need capturin and also many others... here is me, uber excited!

Here is the me, ready to settle in... and also up and down...

And here is the Bleu, wishin for all kind of fings what he love... and realizin that most all of em are right here!

More of our adventures to come... Stay tuned!

Day 511: Great News!!!

The test results came back from the growths I had removed last week... and they are benign!!!

Now let's get this Party Weekend started!!!

I get my stitches out tomorrow. I will try to be good boy on a counta there is talk of sedatin me if I am not... and that would be not good fing cause we have very special super secret adventure planned as big suprise for the Bleu (shhhhh... do not tell the him!)!

Now most important fing I have to say is this...

I am so very touched by all your prayers and well wishes. Troof be known, I fink I am in good healf on a counta equal parts... I am hard headed and love life to fullest... and you all have lobbied the Lord so hard on my a count!

You have no idea how much me and also very much the Mom appreciate your support!!!

Wif love from the Luke

P.S. I can't wait till the life get back to normal and I can get back to my own compy time... to blog and catch up wif my friends! Please to not give up on me!

Day 510: Happy Birfday Teu The Bleu

Happy Birfday teu The Bleu...

Happy Birfday teu The Bleu...

Happy Birfday teu The Bleu-eu...

Happy Birfday teu The Bleu...!

...And mannny more!!!

See more of the
Bleu's Birfday Night on Outta The Bleu
Just sayin.

P.S. Happy Veteran's Day!!!

Day 507: Sur... Prize!

Me, the Bleu and also the Mom... we have great fun figurin out how we dress for the Howl-O-Ween. Side perk is we selected by judges to be in top four and we get fabulous prize!!!

And here we is tryin to act like we have not already won it... on a counta it has been kept just beyond our reach but it smell very much like our hopes and dreams and ever other fing we love...
And we are right. It full of GRRH cookies and other treats and toys and just about ever thing two boys could ever possibly love!!!

And here is the Bleu wif the rope toy chew... and I have to say, he make his choice... I make mine! If he choice turn up in my bed, that just mean he be struck wif the absent mind!

Ball thingy is mine, and I suck on it real good!

This just one other perspective...

P.S. By the way, rope toy turn up later in big bed, and the Bleu is frantic about some bad decision he finks he made. But not to worry... he and the Luke are brothers in every sense of the word.

Day 506: Mug Shots ... A Family Portrait

Howl-O-Ween was fun, and we got some professionally shot pitchers back this week and so I share em wif the you!

The Bleu is a little of a ham but the Mom most definitely is not, and only time she allow pitcher taken is if she wif her sweet boy(s)...!

So here we are... "Cop and Convicts", "Police and Perps!"... A Family Portrait!


I wrote a book yesterday on feet and fifteen minutes ago, I wrote one on all the ways I would like to wear a hat. Didn't take long since the pages are once more... blank.
Kinda funny story... me and the Mom came inside to do sum fing she need to do and she not gonna do sum fing and leave me outside nor would I let her... and then photographer ask would we like our pitcher taken? We say sure but the Mom say we need the Bleu (I not sure xactly why)...

Quickly they say, we hold the Luke while you go get the Bleu... and the Mom trump by sayin it would be easier if you go get the Bleu (and it was. trust me.).

If wonder why we boaf keep lookin to our right... there were two photographers snappin fingers and callin our names... but also there was also cupcakes and AUNT KAREN COOKIES to our immediate right!!!

Want good photo? Should rip page outta Aunt Karen's playbook... put berry treat, GRRH cookie or better yet Aunt Karen Cookie in mouf or on head!

And here is one of my favorite pitchers... It was announced that we were one of the winners, and we all free gathered togefur. The Mom is talkin to the us... and this just really represent our fambily, wif ception of we are all free behavin.... Just sayin.

And now I am sorry to inform you that we have even MORE pitchers to share wif the you in the next few days... so please pack your Howl-O-Ween patience... you will need it!

Day 505: Golden Gratitude!

First let me say I am very grateful to all who have stopped by my little blog and left the well wishes behind... and also for ever one who support me and also my the Mom wif emails and messages and phone calls and most importantly... prayers! Very many special fanks to my good friends the Tucker and the gorgeous Daisy!

Next I guess I should tell you a little of the story... On Saturday October 24f, my the Mom found a growf on the pad of my paw. I went to the vet that day to get fleu beuster shot but my the Doctor Mark was not there and every body else was busy... so we went back on Tuesday.

Now about fifteen minutes ago, I sat down and wrote an entire book on all the fings I would like you to do to and wif my feet. It did not take long, as the pages are completely blank.... but I digress.

Long story short, the Doctor Mark say it have to come off and soon. And we already been watchin bump on other foot, knowin if it gonna come off... it have to come off soon. And so unbeknownst to me, she decide... all questionable come off.

Fast forward to the mornin of Tuesday November 3, me and the Mom leave home wifout me partakin of my breakfast foods and I am rich wif the anticipation of where we are goin UNTIL... we pull up into parkin lot of Doctor Mark... at which point, I abruptly turn to the Mom and say
"Well... THIS ain't Denny's...!"

So any way... I have surgery and it start real late in day, and I am pretty sure the Mom was wound up tight wif the worry and also really grumpy and scared... but it all went just fine. I have lump removed on pad of right paw, bump removed from top of left paw, tiny eyelid tumor removed from right eye, skin tag removed from right elbow and tiny lump removed from back.

She could not wait to come pick her sweet boy up, but I immediately frew up in the parkin lot... and it did not get much better that night at all. I did not know what to do when I got home. I did not want the love. I did not want the Mom. I did not want the nuffin... until about midnight, when...

I suddenly remember how much I love the Mom and bedtime stories and sleepin in big bed and so I wake the her up for story and then hop up next to the her... first kinda close, then between her and her body huggin pillow and then eventually half on top of the her. Yes yes yes the Luke is happy to be alive!

Free of my my bo-bees are known to be nign, but the two on my feetsies have been sent off... to military school or wherever bad bo-bees are sent... I will let you know when we hear from the them.

And now if nuffin else funny bout entire ordeal... please have laugh on me... as I model my white socks and blue slippers!

My the Mom would not let me very far off the patio as I am to be on my feet as little as possible.
And now I'm ready to go back to the inside if the Mom would stop takin the pitchers...
Geez really... these meds make me very very sweepy! Pweese to wet me back in the door...

Ahhh. Back in and where I want to be. (I am not posed to put a lotta pressure on my foot but the Mom has given up on tryin to keep me from jumpin on and off the bed... and that's why I love the her).

I went on Fursday and had left slipper removed and right one changed out (God helped Katherine at the Fairbanks!)... so now I have a whole new look. Will post that soon, along wif more Howl-O-Ween pitchers.

I must tell you once more before I go just xactly how much it mean to me to have the friends like the you... it mean WORLD. It do. From bottom of my sweet heart... Fank you!