Monday, December 29, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
There were enough doggie treats for all of us. Cap and Glynn enjoyed theirs, too, but the camera wasn't fast enough to catch all of us snacking at once. What a terrific Christmas surprise. Thank you, Jackson!!!
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Mom said not to be ruffling her tailfeathers, because this owl might turn around and snap my snoot off. Ha! A snootless wire! Wouldn't that be funny?
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Now here is a photo of me going for a walk this morning. See anything different? My hair is changing colors!
Sheesh, even the dead leaves around my feet have more color than me! I've gone from white with black and red spots to a much paler white with blue and tan. The only place that resembles the old me is a few spots where I had chewed myself this summer when the itchies were at their worst. Those bald places came back in the nice, old colors. Sorta makes me look like a Catahoula Leopard Dog, or maybe a blue merle Collie. Pay no attention to the spread of my hips.
I don't understand. Does it have something to do with being clipped instead of stripped? Age? Too many baths (I'm voting for this one)? Glynn is very pale-colored, too. Cap is the oldest, and he has the best coloring of all.
Oh well, I'll be turning seven right after the first of the year, so I guess those old greyish hairs are creeping in on me. Don't let outward appearances fool you, though. I'm still a puppy at heart!
Friday, October 31, 2008
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Now on to other things. My Boy and I like to take walks in the woods together. Actually, he walks and I run. I cover more ground that he does. I find some very interesting things to investigate and sniff. Sometimes roll in. Then Dad got a idea and bought a Trailcam to hang in the woods. It's an outdoor camera that takes pictures when something moves in front of it. We found a great photo of a doe the first time we checked the camera chip inside. It's fun to see what moves around in the woods when we're not there. Isn't she lovely?
Then we found something that made us sit up and take notice. Can you guess what this creature is? Not a dog, or a cat, or a cow, or any of the other things I see around the farm.
Dad says it is a feral hog trying to eat our camera! Hogs will eat about anything, and lots of things they shouldn't. They can be dangerous, too, when surprised. Now, not only do I have to worry about My Boy and myself getting eaten by a Sasquatch, I have to worry about wild pigs, too. I've seen that movie Old Yeller, and it wasn't pretty. No sirree. A hog is nothing to mess with.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Saturday, September 27, 2008
College Kid dropped by the house last week for a few minutes. She was on her way to San Antonio, Texas. She is going to work for a very elite veterinary clinic that specializes in cats. Hey, I think that might be something I'd like to see, but she said we couldn't go with her. It was toooooo far for our tiny bladders to manage a car ride like that. Glynn likes College Girl quite a lot, so she was happy to see her even if it was only for a little while. Since this job is temporary and College Kid will be coming back in a few weeks, she asked if we could look after her cats while she was gone. Well sure, we told her. Be glad to keep those cats entertained while College Kid is out of pocket.
Besides the two kitties, we are also watching her Guinea pig, Hagrid. He was named after the giant in the Harry Potter movies, since he is a Guinea pig of "substantial size". Do you think there is a Substantial Guinea Pig Club out there somewhere? Anyway, Glynn is endlessly fascinated with Hagrid and can't seem to keep her eyes off him, so he has now been moved to Mom's office where he can enjoy a bit more privacy. Being a Guinea pig of few words, he's a nice, quiet companion for a working environment. That's fine, as long as he stays out of our basket of squeakies.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Mom and Dad came back from their road trip relaxed and happy, and had a wonderful time. There were six motorcycles in the group, and they rode hard for three days without stop except to refuel. Dad looked pretty much the same when he got home, but Mom was a bit pinker than usual. Apparently she does not weather well, though no one else in the group had a problem. Then Tuesday, her eyes puffed, she turned red as a beet, and her lips swelled up like a sea lion blowing kisses. It seems some of her meds are not compatible with that much fun in the sun, and she had a photosensitive reaction. She missed work a few days so as not to scare small children and pregnant ladies, she was that uber ugly. Have you ever heard someone with balloon lips try to say something? "Hubby, I bhink bhere's somebing wronb wibb be..."
Here they are riding their motorcycle onto a ferry. In spite of Mom swelling up like a ripe tomato, they had such a great time that they can't wait for the next ride. Cap, Glynn and I are looking into one of those little trailers that go behind the motorcycles. Maybe one that makes a pop-up tent. Then we can go cruising and camping with the gang in style. Feel the wind in our beards. Get a little bug crunch in our teeth. Maybe a tattoo, but we won't say where!
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Now I'm going to pass this card on to some more friends, but there are some rules applied:
1. Only five friends allowed.
2. Four have to be dedicated followers of your blog.
3. One has to be someone new or recently new to your blog and live in another part of the world.
4. You must link back to whoever gave you the award.
We would like to pass this pawsome award onto Eric Square Dog in the United Kingdom, Gus, Jack & Just Harry, Dewey Dewster and Mackie.
I love seeing all the wheelies that have been joining in the blogging around the world. I've been keeping an eye open for one when we go antique shopping, but haven't run across one yet. You can bet when I do, it will be coming home with us. Meanwhile, we still look around for other fox terriers that need a home, and we found one when we stopped at a small store the other day. There he sat, on top of a pile of stuffies, looking lost. Good thing we found him, huh? He has a forever home now.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
When we got back home, we found out our Yorkshire sow was having her babies. Yes, new porkers on the farm, and aren't they cuties? These babies are only minutes old. That little one hasn't even gotten his land legs yet, but it didn't take them long to find the heat lamp and cuddle under it. All together there were sixteen babies. Wow!
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Looked painful to us, so we had to ask the Doctor what it was. Can you give it a guess? I'll let you know what he said in my next post.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
This morning, My Girl was able to catch the tabby cat and he was taken to the veterinarian. And what did they find out? Kitty has a hernia. I myself think it happened because he wasn't lifting with his knees, but everyone else thinks something else. Can you see where this is going?
Yes, you're right. The finger is being pointed at me! Hey, just because I played tuggers with a cat one time, does that mean that I did this on one of my romps outside the yard? There is absolutely no shred of evidence to support this accusation. Nothing at all. They can't prove a thing, and the cat's not talking.
Now Mom is miffed because the cat is staying at the hospital, there will be a vet bill, probably a little physical therapy and recoup time at home, etc. Said cat will be waited on hand and foot around here until he's returned to outside duty once again. Much ado about nothing, I say, but nobody is listening to my opinion right now. Like Rodney Dangerfield, I get no respect.
Then again, it might not be so bad having a kitty in the house for a little while. Here, kitty, kitty, kitty...
Thursday, July 17, 2008
So while we pined away forgotten at home, they headed for the great state of Arkansa and while they were there, My Boy and My Girl did a little cave exploring. It's called spelunking, but I think it sounds an awful lot like the Earth Dog Trials I'm hearing about. They did find some rats, only they had wings and flew around faster than lightning. I believe My Boy and I will have to do some exploring soon and find a cave closer to home so we can spelunk together.
They also saw a Pivot Rock, and in this photo it looks mighty unstable to me. A good puff of Oklahoma wind would knock that right over.
Walking and shopping was fun, and they found a biker store and bought leather jackets for their motorcycle rides this fall. Mom said all that uphill and downhill climbing on those steep and narrow streets was almost too much for her. If she lived there and did much shopping, she'd have prettier thighs than Richard Simmons.
While they were walking, they saw a monkey in a dress. She was just too cute! People were giving her dollar bills. She's taste-testing this one before she gives it to her dad.
So what did Cap, Glynn and I do while My Family was out having a good time? We had a housesitter come and take care of us. I don't know why everyone thinks we needed supervision, do you? It wasn't like we were going to make some long distance phone calls, try on shoes, or order heaps of pizza on the credit card when they weren't looking. It wasn't so bad, though, as I did manage one great escape by squeezing past the housesitter's legs, but she caught me pretty quick. I taught her that you gotta be fast on your feet to keep up with me.
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Friday, June 27, 2008
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Mom's pleading ignorance. I'm not telling, either.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
We also have three laying hens. Their names are Lucille, Rosita and Henrietta. They are called Production Reds. They eat bugs, which is a not cool thing to do, but they seem to like it.
After feeding and egg-gathering, I got to take a ride in the pickup and we went to a feed store. I think feed stores have the most marvelous smells in the world. We got a surprise on this trip, too. We brought home baby chicks!
We bought guineas for tick control, and bantams just because we like little chickens with feathers on their legs. See that cheeky fellow front and center. Is that a little roo, or what? He looks like trouble to me!