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 639: If You Need Me...

I'll be in the bunker.

[Not such a good day to go to the zoo...
OR a Meet-N-Greet.
It has been cancelled]

Day 638: Free Speech Friday (Also I Have Some Splainin To Do)

And first, the "splainin" part, on a counta my words I did not post on Wednesday was tooken way outta context!

You see... it is SPRING in the Houston, Texas; it is FUNDERSTORM season and these is my storm jammies what my the Aunt Karen made me!

I have a Storm Defender Cape but it kinda swaller me, it WAY too big. It really hard to dress me in it, too, when I'm in a panic. And ok... it's plain red. Not manly, ticularly. Not fashionable.

I much prefer my Storm Jammies, on a counta who made them for the me... and you cannot tell me that this is not manly fabric! Just sayin [I just wish my the Mom had matchin jammies! How fun would that be???!].

My the Mom has become quite the student/afficianado of all fings what might reduce my anxiety round the funderstorms. My first life did a real number on me, but I cooperate wif the Mom as best as I can under circumstances. Some fings what help a lot are not particulary pleasant for the her... but she does em.

Case in point: The music CD what accompany this book... through a Dog's Ear... works MIRACLES.

I am not lyin... The music soothe and comfort me like nuffin else... most specially when I'm in my jammies. The Mom call it "funeral music", and she happily listen to it on "loop"... on a counta IT WORK. [though it practically put the Bleu into a coma!]

Anyway, I mention all that to say this... Today was pretty day, and I enjoy surveyin my kingdom (and so do the Bleu who you can see shnoofin the mulch, beyond)!

Tomorrow, however, our forecast is for 80-90% chance of FUNDERSTORMS in early afternoon.

If there is good news, it is that storm is on a Saturday when the Mom can be home wif the me. The minor bad news is that she hopes to be at a GRRH Meet-N-Greet from 11am to 1pm. I know she will be THERE if she can, and HOME wif the me FOR SURE if I need the her!

And speakin of GRRH... I am moved to introduce MaryAnn!

MaryAnn was taken, along wif her littermates, into a shelter in Lousiana. Her siblins all had the longer hair of a pure bred Golden, and were adopted quickly. MaryAnn, though, was left sad and behind. She may not look EXACTLY like a Golden, but she has all the traits of one... and she sheds VERY little!

Please read more about MaryAnn... "In The Words of Her Foster Mom"!

Here is hopin that the perfect family will come along for the MaryAnn. She's a special girl. Bless her heart... she is like my the Mom... photos do not do her justice!

Not one of the photos on the website even resemble her. She is a "gotta meet her" kinda girl! And to meet her, is to fall in love... seriously. Give me a shout if you want to know more... or follow her trail onto the GRRH website!

Day 637: Happy Birfday To The Tucker!!!

This has been A Week Long Celebration of the Birfs
and today is Extra Big Day, on a counta it is
My Pal the Tucker's Big Number 6!

I fink we all agree the Tucker is handsome fellow (the good looks run in he family... if you know what I mean!). I love lots about the Tucker! I love how stoic he look in the pitchers, but then you see him wif he zoomies in the snow. I love how he let he sister hog the toys. I love how he pile up in the bed wif all manner of golden and otherwise wam bodies. The Tucker, he is real good wing man, too. (And that is all I will say about that).

Yep, the Tucker... He is special boy wif real special family. And I am hopin that this 6f Birfday is the best ever! Hop over to Two Goldens and a Wannabe and wish him the Happy!!!

Day 636: Wordless Wednesday

Day 635: Happy Very Special March 16f!

I know when I wake up this mornin, this day is very special day on a counta it my the Gram-Mom Birfday! I never have the pleasure of knowin the Gram-Mom on a counta she frew here before I get here...

But ever now and then like today, the Mom go to her Happy Place and share her the Mom wif her the me... And I just know that my the Gram-Mom would be most specially wrapped round my paw, and she would just love love love Luke sittin!

And one other fing what make today special is that it is the Aunt Angie's Birfday, too! You may know her as the Mom to The Kids In Dog Suits, aka The TN Bull Terrors!  

Aunt Angie is wonderful cook who leave us salivatin ever single day from just readin what she cookin... She is BEYOND compassionate, a staunch supporter of the Mission of Rescue and The Most Wonderful Bull Terror Mom!!! [Sorry to mention the hungry part first, but the Luke tummy is some time outspoken!]

I am more than grateful for the emotional bounty of this special day.. and All the Happy Wishes!!!

If ya question my sincerity... I must refer you to "the itty bitty spotty bunny"!

She will vouch.
Happy Very Special March 16f wif love from the Luke!
[Just sayin]

Day 634: My Out-Of-Doors Birfday Surprise!

If you vist me last few days or weeks, you know my back yard has been half dead / half overgrown. But today durin the SHNOOZIN portion of my Big 11f Birfday Ekhstravaganza... WAAH-LAAAH!


My yard has been cleaned and nurtured and transformed! And I am checkin it out!

It looks barren, but the dead stuff is gone... and the hopeful stuff is left behind!

And here I am... plottin coordinates for buried pecans.

X, Y = RIGHT HERE!

All was going well, UN TILL...


TROUBLE HAPPENED HERE!

I smelled the mulch. I liked how it felt under my foot.

I rolled in it. I wallered in it. I revelled in it. I dropped my cheek deep into it... raised my hip... and I scooted for DAYS in it!!! I did not respond when called in it. The louder my the Mom screamed, the more I revelled in it!!!

Happy Birfday to The Me... wif love to You All from The Me [Just sayin]

P.S. So... My new brush was put to good use in brushin out all the fiber of the mulch... and the Mom also whip out some stuff call "Dry Dog Instant Clean"...

And now I smell like a SWEET BOY! Happy Birfday to the ME!

Day 634: My In-Of-Doors Birfday Surprise!

By now you have figured out today is my Big 11f Birfday Ekhstravaganza! It was a very special day for the me, and my Surprise came in two parts... In and Out-Of-Doors!
I choose first to share wif the you... the part where I did not get into TROUBLE, on a counta it is not so good to get in trouble on your Big 11f Birfday Ekhstravaganza... but I did. [Stay tuned].

Of course, this part came first, timewise, too... or it might not have happened after TROUBLE! Just sayin.

Holiday tradition round here... Special stuff shows up in the special holiday chair! And so it did today!!! And as I shnoof out the loot, the Bleu asks... "Do I smell the berry treats, perchance?"

To which I reply...if "perchance" means "THE LUKE'S", then yes... that's what you smell!

And here I am wif "The Mom May I" look on face... on a counta I have all ready stole "flat quack" twice, when the Mom was not finished wif pitchers and she put him back!

Big Boy must be starvin! He is really just interested in the treats!

And he finks it's never gonna happen... so he begins to fink, "Hmmm... I wonder what hour dinner will be served? I certainly hope that this Ekhstravaganza won't delay the dinner bell!"

As a matter of fact, the Mom try to give the Bleu "Big Froggy"... the Bleu refuse, so I take the him.

And then the Mom offer the Bleu "the flat quack". He refuse, so I take the him, too.

The Bleu is still beggin... but clearly not for toy! Big Boy is hawngry!

He finally settle for "Itty Bitty Porky". He squeak and squeak and squeak...

And I not care on a counta I suckin "the flat quack" and the "Big Froggy". I can't decide which is best at suckin! [Stay tuned for decision at later date].

And the Bleu make clear... "Itty Bitty Porky" ain't rockin he world, ain't fillin he tank, ain't hangin the feed bag for the him.

And here you will see him willin the Luke... "Beg for dinner, as only you can. Dance to the kitchen, as only you can. And do it now... Please?"

And of course, I did!!! I'm all ways willing to take one for the team, specially when it mean GRUB!

Before I post, I want to fank you all for your comments... You have no idea how good they make me feel, after first life, to have people celebrate me. And you have no idea what kinda pick-me-up it is for my the Mom, to have peoples to celebrate HER big days wif!!!!!

Much Love and Big Fanks to You All from the Luke!

Day 634: Happy Holiday!!!

Day 633: Be Aware Of Ides of March

Ides of March is very Very VERY important day, and is in fact... one of my most favoritest! I need only look back one short year ago to help me explain how good This Most Special Day in History is...!

The Luke, he DO look handsome and happy in the green shamrock bandana! Fact that bandana was given me by the very special and much loved Aunt Karen... make me smile even more!

Gosh, even the Bleu look super handsome (I say this only in very dudely way one brother say to another, "yo, neckware's cool, Bro...") in he swell green shamrock bandana! This holiday is SWELL!

And as a pair, I fink you will all agree... Holiday becomes us!

Yes Yes YES... Ides of March is one of most specialest days ever... SPECIALLY for last year and for TOMORROW!!!

It day of spoilin and pamperin and toys and treats and more of same.

I cannot wait!!! If you come back tomorrow, there might be a big Ides of March party goin on!!! Just sayin.

Day 632: Springy Saturday

It is a beautiful day wif pleasant on cool side tempy-tures wif plenty sun shine, and I could go on and on bout how I love it, on a counta I REALLY do!!! After all, these weather conditions really complement my fine hairs and favor my Adonis persona... just sayin.

But I'm not the only "rogue and pretty fing" round here...  Here is jasmine bloom, just a few feet from where it was intended to fluorish!

And we are surrounded front and back wif the pink fringe...!

I love my springin forward yard... but I remain intrigued by winter prepartions of local rodent families... and my shnoofer is workin OVERTIME!

Nuts buried...

HERE!

I love the squirrel bounty / buried pecans... but if the Mom shake a bag of berry treats... I cannot help but take off a runnin!

Happy Saturday! It is mostly lazy for the us... but we are likin the it!

Day 631: Friday Fings

The Mom come home early (from work) but not EARLY like we are a customed to, i.e. not early enough to share lunch or our traditional Friday afternoon nap (in fact, I beg for the dinners after first outside... Just sayin).


Here I am near the food bowl, half beggin... half practicin doga. Just sayin.

And here I am... very disapointed that doga did not work... and the Mom does not feel compelled to feed the very hungry me!

The Mom, she did leave VERY early this mornin... but she say it is not even four-o-clock, and we (me and the Bleu) will have to be patient and wait (for reasons unknown, irregardless of clock). 

It is one big fing for me to have to wait / suppress my super supper animation for the dinner foods... but the Bleu is beggin, too! We CAN NOT believe it is too early, but we are way OVER RULED.

So we welcome opportunity to snoof and graze, on this beautiful, sunny day!

And I reserve right to turn my head when the Mom snap pitcher!

Good snoofins, what I have been watchin from the back door... This is now what the Mom call "Field Verification"...!

Sometimes detailed field documentation is required... and I am SO there!

Happy Weekend Ever Body! Much love to you all from the Luke (my the Mom, and also the Bleu)!