Author: boomingbanter

I’m reporting from the car today. Getting last minute things posted.

I got a ride yesterday too.

That was an unexpected pleasure. Got to see the lights downtown.

I’m loving this Ulster Radio station. Great mix of retro music and Christmas jingles.

It’s making me feel quite festive.

I might even be nice to jaws when I get home but she did eat my collar this morning so maybe I’ll just be grumpy as I’m forced to wear my predecessor harness instead.

Blessing #1557-Virtual Traveller

If you thought ugly sweaters were funny you ain’t been to one of Ma’s themed Christmas parties.

This year Shepherds and Wise Men.

The PIT and I were shepherded into the bros bedroom because Ma said she couldn’t cope with us and the merry throng.

Not fun. Door bell ringing all the time and we knew they were munching on crunchies and birthday cake.

Before we went though we saw the state of our humans as we all watched the cup final.

Little boy blue at least gave us hugs before dumping us but see that wisest of good shepherds he’s just a plain old party pooper for not needing a sheep dog or two.

Blessing #1556-Annual Events

So Jaws thinks Santa is coming down her chimney with a swanky sweater. Hohoho! Dream on sunshine.

She’s naughty at least ninety percent of the time. That sweater would be tinsel in seconds.

I can hear you all now. She’s just a baby. You’re too hard on her. She’s so cute.

Well let me tell you I’m no grinch but she’s a demon, causes me to have to get up at the streak of dawn just so I can eat my brekkie in peace.

I need to find some carol singers and send her out with them to freeze to death.

Oh how I long for days when it was a one dog show in this kennel.

Blessing#1555-Christmas Past

Precious Peeps it’s PITS.

Did you know that yesterday was, in addition to the celebration of the birth of the most marvelous human on the planet, maybe the most wonderful human ever born, Ugly Sweater Day?

Of course Granny and Auntie Paula pulled all the stops out and put on their most glitzy gear.

There’s some competition or other within the chamber of trade in their town to see who wore the ugliest.

I think Granny might just win.

It got me thinking though that I’d certainly like one of those colorful combos from Santa so I had a little google.

There are thousands of them and you can get this one on Chewy!

Just saying since I know the fat one in red reads what I write.

Love y’all especially you bearded wonder!

Blessing#1554-Hints

On some rare occasions you have to put your differences aside and issue a joint statement.

So shall it be this morning as we wish our dear Dad and Bro a very happy birthday.

We love him because he is the fun in our lives always getting us involved and making us laugh.

It’s true that only one of us, that would be his only child, is permitted to sleep under his duvet but in all other regards he is equitable.

Always takes both of us in the car for days out.

Always buys us both toys even if some last longer than others!

Always gets on the carpet to play with us.

That is why we love him to the moon and back and will make him much MEAT to eat when he returns from his twelve hour shift this evening.

Blessing#1553-Birthday Bashes

Netflix has a lot to answer for and I’m not just talking about H&M.

On Sunday Ma discovered the GBBS is on so ever since we have been subjected to the trials of the tent.

Inspired by the creativity of the competitors Ma decided she was going to experiment herself on allergen free cookies. No gluten no eggs no milk.

So from a concoction of corn starch, sugar, margarine and orange juice she tried to make something like a shortbread.

The structureless souls were no sooner in the oven than they spread like soup all over the baking sheet.

She proceeded to bake them/it anyway and we tasted the finished product which apart from having no form was OK.

She then proceeded to smash the stuff into crumbs.

What she will bind them together with remains to be determined most likely dark chocolate which rules them out for me but one way or another they are destined for the cookie jar.

This vintage one is on sale at the tearoom for $15 should you be local and interested!!!

Antiques roadshow anyone?

Blessing#1552-Disastrous Dough

Hi Peeps PITS PERFECT publishing today.

This morning, since it’s threatening rain, we did two loops of the short trot circuit with Auntie Denise. True we go round in circles but the logic is if it poured we could get home fast.

When we got back Grandpa was as always waiting for us with our cookies. He gives us a selection each morning. Granny shouts about this. She says we don’t need this sugar but he doesn’t listen.

Both me and the stinking old Gizz take our assigned places.

The festering fur ball gets one first then me then him then me and on and on until we run out.

That’s when I say my thank you’s and hit the Kong.

I just love my Grandpa. Wonder why he doesn’t like kisses.

Blessing#1551-Predictability

See Facebook it gets on my nerves.

Ma always has her nose stuck in it all the time and when Jaws and I get into a tussle she’s always barging at us to shut up.

I blame it on all these photos of people looking sweet as pie and their pets too.

Get real I say.

Show the real side of life. Play it as it is and don’t pose.

On second thoughts maybe you don’t want to look at Ma’s mad face it is too ugly. As for Dad well um………

Blessing #1550-Surrealism

Have you heard the saying “A Load of Balony”? Well this is no joke that’s what I get every morning.

I love it. If it’s not added to my kibble I will not eat at all.

So Ma has given up. As soon as she has the coffee on she chops up a slice for me and I yum yum it up.

A few crunchies may slip down as well but most of those I leave for Jaws.

Don’t tell her anything about why I’m always smiling!

Blessing#1549-Secret Sausage

In view of my campaign I have been paying particular attention to the news and concentrating on current concerns.

I understand that inflation is the hottest topic among the general population.

From my trots it appears the subject has carried over to Christmas Decorations.

The size of your Santa says a lot about your purchasing power.

Or maybe about your lung capacity.

While inflated these tokens of festivities look fine.

When they are not they resemble landfill so I’ll be banning them when I’m elected.

Blessing#1548-Back to Baubles