Precious Peeps it’s PITS here with KONG to whistle you into a wonderful weekend.
Granny was telling us that yesterday on BBC Radio Ulster she heard the old song “How much is that Doggy in the Window”
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She said the line in the song “He can’t take a goldfish for a walk” really stood out to her for the first time because of our situation.
Of course we explained that it’s of no consequence to us that Kong can’t trot because he is still very fit with all his swimming. More importantly we share much more important things like poetry and a passion for food.
All in all we’re as happy as pigs in muck.
Unlike the lady in the doggy song we are not about to abandon each other and take off to California.
What a very strange song that is.
You could write a Ph.D thesis on it.
We won’t of course but we bet you’ll check it out this weekend and have some eye opening perspective by studying it line by line.
Just remember true love conquers all concerns
Be like us love for the long haul. Must dash have brekkie break coming over which we bond beautifully.
We are all hopeful that things are warming up. It was freezing at the beginning of the week and Ma doesn’t trot far with a frost.
These past few days though with the thermometer mounting she’s been really getting us our steps.
Last night after dinner she went even further and we all piled into the car to go the the locally famous Fred’s for ice-cream.
This is a little stall like shop found in one of the less upmarket areas of our town but it shines out bright and clean as a beacon of light.
There was a line of cars wrapped around the little place and people also outside waiting for their orders.
Fred didn’t disappoint. Ma and Pa had orange sherbet sundaes and the bro had come concoction made with Oreo cookies. The beautiful young lady who serves us asked if we’d like pup cups for the niece and me but the Bro declined on the basis it might result in a blood bath.
We learned that this ice-cream is so good that it didn’t melt even a tiny bit as we ate it in the way home. The portions are GIGANTIC!
Ma and the Bro managed to munch all of theirs but Dad was done before he reached half way.
This will definitely be a destination for us all this summer it truly is an awesome place.
We are all hopeful that things are warming up. It was freezing at the beginning of the week and Ma doesn’t trot far with a frost.
These past few days though with the thermometer mounting she’s been really getting us our steps.
Last night after dinner she went even further and we all piled into the car to go the the locally famous Fred’s for ice-cream.
This is a little stall like shop found in one of the less upmarket areas of our town but it shines out bright and clean as a beacon of light.
There was a line of cars wrapped around the little place and people also outside waiting for their orders.
Fred didn’t disappoint. Ma and Pa had orange sherbet sundaes and the bro had come concoction made with Oreo cookies. The beautiful young lady who serves us asked if we’d like pup cups for the niece and me but the Bro declined on the basis it might result in a blood bath.
We learned that this ice-cream is so good that it didn’t melt even a tiny bit as we ate it in the way home. The portions are GIGANTIC!
Ma and the Bro managed to munch all of theirs but Dad was done before he reached half way.
This will definitely be a destination for us all this summer it truly is an awesome place.
With all the fuss about groundhogs and Easter we forget to tell you about something extra cool that took place last week in Belfast.
As y’all must know Belfast is when Ma comes from so she follows all the news from HOME. It is also the city where the titanic was built.
On April 2nd 1912 the great vessel left the Harland and Wolff shipyard and sailed down Belfast Lough on her way to Southampton to pick up her first passenger.
In memory of this event someone had the great idea of simulating the spectacle using drones.
So it was that on April 2nd last week the harbor was flooded with the lights of the floating giant once more.
We only saw pictures but they’re so beautiful that we hope this will become an annual event so once we might see.
With all the fuss about groundhogs and Easter we forget to tell you about something extra cool that took place last week in Belfast.
As y’all must know Belfast is where Ma comes from so she follows all the news from HOME. It is also the city where the titanic was built.
On April 2nd 1912 the great vessel left the Harland and Wolff shipyard and sailed down Belfast Lough on her way to Southampton to pick up her first passenger.
In memory of this event someone had the great idea of simulating the spectacle using drones.
So it was that on April 2nd last week the harbor was flooded with the lights of the floating giant once more.
We only saw pictures but they’re so beautiful that we hope this will become an annual event so once we might see.
Happy Easter Day to you all! I’m excited because Ma said she’d share a buckeye with me.
Now don’t panic we’re not eating groundhog at least not yet.
What we’re having are confections of the outmost delicacy that Auntie Marsha got us. For those of you who don’t live in Ohio these are the state sweet.
They are made by mixing icing sugar and peanut butter and then rolling in chocolate. You leave a bit of the peanut butter showing so the end result looks like a chestnut/buckeye/conker.
Anyway since the ones Auntie Marsha gifted us are gigantic and she got us a whole big box Mum said she’d share one with me and I can have the inside bit.
I’ve never had one before so must motor on and get tucked in. Eggs and soldiers first!
Precious Peeps it’s Pits. I have just endured the worst night of my life.
It all started around 4:00 pm just after I ate my dinner. I went out into the yard to look for Conker and then a huge black cloud rolled in.
I abandoned any thoughts of playing and quickly returned to Kong in the kitchen just before it started pouring.
Soon the thunder rolled in so I stuck like glue to Granny and it went on and on.
By 6:00 pm I’d had enough and went to my chamber and got right under the bed. Even when Dad came home I stayed there and wouldn’t get out.
Granny texted Auntie Marsha and told her that I was forecasting a very big storm.
As the evening progressed things continued to get worse. I kid you not this went on for hours.
Finally at 10:30pm the tornado sirens started roaring with load voicing crying out “Seek Shelter Now”.
Granny put on the news and the eye of the storm was right above our town.
Friends started texting us from other places to see if we were OK.
Finally at 11:15 the all clear was given for the tornado threat that had moved east but the wretched thunderstorm continued.
I kid you not it went on until 3:00 am and I am still very shaky.
I really don’t feel quite like my little Pretty Pitty self but here’s the silver lining in this sad story. I am a better weather forecaster than any human or groundhog.