Author: boomingbanter

Ma is mad. That would be in two regards, crazy and angry!

If she has no customers at the Tearoom instead of packing up and going home to take me for a trot she goes shopping.

Now fortunately her hunt for treasures does not lead her to expensive stores to make massive expenditures. Still costs accumulate!

Yesterday she was tickled pink that she found this “darling old children book” published in 1960 so certainly vintage almost an antique. Just like herself!!!!

She was all ohs and ahs about how sweet it was. Poor Dad has been charged to inspect it in detail today!

It may indeed be beautiful but I wasn’t having anything to do with being like a critter from a nursery rhyme or a feel good fable!

I tried to kill the kid.

She went after all the bones again so there was motive in my movements but Ma got so angry I had to beat the retreat under the table.

You just gotta get life in perspective. It’s not make believe. Territory is territory and I’m very territorial! No cloud cuckoo’s here please we have enough trouble with a certain princess!

Blessing#1223-Fairyland

I’m on the banter early because I’ve nothing else to do.

Ma had me up at 5:30 because she has to take Dad to see the cardiologist this morning and the appointment is at 7:40 so they had to leave at 7:00.

It’s a whole rigmarole getting the meds done and the coffee made and me fed and watered so the poor woman needs a bit of time to wrap her head around the day not to mention finding clothes that fit. She’s getting a little chunky!

The cardiologist is Ma’s favorite of Dad’s many docs as she reckons he’s very pragmatic whatever that means. He has a funny name too that fits his profession. He’s called Dr GOODLIVE!!

Anyway he starts work early so here I am guarding the homestead.

I begged to go along too but Ma said it was way to cold and she’d be arrested if anyone saw me sitting in the car.

They’ll be home soon I hope.

Maybe they’ll bring donuts.

In the meantime I’ll rest and maybe nibble a little kibble as the bro and his spawn of Satan snore. I might even dream that she disappears in a puff of smoke!

Blessing#1222-Downtime

I am totally exhausted and glad Ma has gone back to work today because yesterday the niece was with us ALL DAY.

She is guarding the house while I snooze as she has been promoted by me to second lieutenant!

She even was allowed into Ma’s boudoir yesterday which is exclusively my domain to have a siesta with us. I could have murdered her but she was quiet and did not snore which is a minor miracle.

After that we made shortbread in some lovy dovy shape since valentines is approaching and that is the current theme at the tearoom.

I oversaw the work but her nibs was doing a good job cleaning the floor.

She eats raw flour which is not good for you but no matter how much I try to talk to her she persists.

Ma said since we were both good and didn’t go at each other’s throats we could have the rejects. Alas there were only four!

I loved it when Ma messed up more. Now she’s into weights and measures so defect rate has diminished.

Maybe I’ll cause a rumpus next time!

Blessing#1122-Sweet Hearts

Have you ever seen a Pitty ice skate? Ours can. She’s all about poses and pirouettes.

She has been watching way too much TV and needs a good pair of biker boots to keep her grounded.

Shame Ma needs two hands to hold us or we could have TicToked it all for you.

She must think that because the Chinese decor is up she’s destined for Beijing.

She has illusions of grandeur.

I put it all down to her father.

He has whispered too many sweet nothings in her ear about being a winner and never giving up.

Just because he’s Chinese doesn’t mean she can claim the race.

Mind you she does like red and bears some resemblance to that little lady from the Beijing summer games that we always have on display at this time of year!!!

Maybe we should ship her over and hope she never returns!!

Blessing#1220-Mascot

Heh y’all Prettiest Pitty here.

Something very strange happened overnight.

My whole world went white.

It’s all over the place and is sooooooooo cold on my Pitty Paws.

It sure tastes yummy though.

We couldn’t go walking as Granny was too cold. It’s not just slippery it’s very windy so she’d be frozen.

We have to take care of her as she is the one who does everything for us.

Uncle Scooby was very vocal in guarding us when Mr Adam came to dig out our driveway and clear our path.

The Gizz is coaching me on barking but I’m not quite ready yet for the front window job.

Here’s a little video of my progress. Aren’t I the big brave.

Love y’all. Stay safe and warm and send me snacks.

Blessing#1219-Snowflakes

Since it is glacial again we were limited in the distance poor Ma could tolerate this morning. We were lucky we even got to trot for a mile.

We therefore will have to content ourselves with indoor workouts.

Here’s some action shots to show you just how it happens.

The monster dives on me.

She quite literally springs through the air and grabs my gizzard.

We battle like boxers.

We wrestle like sumos

Until finally I’m finished with her

Pinned Pitty

Scooby star

Blessing#1218-Sport

See with the bro working at the pizza joint we are never short of a bit of napolitain nosh.

Such is the abundance that Ma now uses it to tempt me to eat my brekkie.

She sprinkles pieces of the pie on the bottom of my bowl and brings it to me to inspect and sniff before she tops it up with kibble.

As I strive to pick out the morsels I’m forced to eat a little dog food too.

Takes me a while but eventually I manage to snarl up ever little slice.

What remains Ma supplements with enough kibble to feed me for three days and it is left waiting for the decent of the beast.

I might snag one or two more little bits before she attacks it but generally speaking I just mope around in the hope of more pepperoni.

Blessing#1217-Enticement

This is a little graphic so stop now ye who are weak of stomach.

Herself races downstairs each morning and devours her kibble in seconds as you all know.

This morning she started the process of inhalation and stopped dead in her tracks.

Ma and I looked at each other and were, for a brief moment, perplexed.

That’s when it happened.

She went off like a machine gun. We had to duck for cover. She just opened her mouth and out came the kibble like mini projectiles.

There were about a dozen pieces scattered across the kitchen. As soon as they were out of her she just nonchalantly carried on.

We’re now back from our walk and she’s suffered no I’ll consequences. Noshing into the nylas as usual.

She lines them up now like she has a check list for the day ahead.

I’m taking it easy while she’s busy. She kinda shook me up earlier. I thought she was a goner.

My only plans for the day are to take care of Dad and wait for Ma to come back for a good snuggle.

Blessing#1216-Explusion

Hi y’all it’s the prettiest Pitty in publishing producing for her passionate public today.

I had a sound sleep as always and just had a great walk in spite of being strangled by Granny because I tried to eat goose poop again.

It’s delicious, full of veggies and loaded I’m sure with probiotics but the wrinkled one won’t have anything to do with me chomping it!

She says that I’d eat coal. Well so would she if she was starving.

If she leaves anything unattended I’m right into it.

Heck I even try to eat the sofa. Helps with cleaning. My contribution to household hygiene!!!

Grumpy gizzard’s nose is out of joint because the ancient one was awake at five so he had to get up and is now crabby because he’s tired and cause I’ve got both nylas!

That’ll teach him for being Granny’s pet! Na na they’re Nala’s Nylas!

Blessing#1215-Tongue in Cheek

Ma and I had a great little siesta fiesta yesterday afternoon. When we woke up we were a little hungry but it was too early for dinner.

Let’s make ginger snaps Ma said while Mega is snoozing. So we pulled out the old recipe book and got busy.

As we had no golden syrup we used maple syrup instead. We also, by accident, overdosed the baking soda. These little gaffes may be the cause for the disaster that ensued.

The cookies were crap.

They looked horrible

Were burned on the bottom and had a texture like granite.

Yet the dear Dad still ate some and his only comment was that he could have used a little more ginger. The man’s à saint!

Ma ate some too since they were her doing and of course I helped her out. I even pretended I liked them so she wouldn’t be offended.

We’re committed to trying again. If you have a good recipe that’s full proof please share. Maybe we’ll take some snaps of the snaps like these bread heads did.

Blessing#1214-Rocks