Author: boomingbanter

It’s beautiful looking out our kitchen window but it’s a day when you can’t go too far outside as again it is perilously cold.

As my Mummy’s Mummy always said there is always someone worse of than yourself.

The Eastern seaboard is being hammered by snowmagedon. A State of Emergency has been declared in seven states already. Boston is getting three inches of the white stuff each hour!

So since we are stuck in Ohio we made some chili to warm us up. We can forecast it will be even more windy tomorrow! Isn’t that funny! I’m such a joker not grumpy at all!

Once that was on we did a bit of reading as we couldn’t walk even a half mile.

We read about sleeping habits of canines and humans and learned some very interesting things.

I always sleep with Ma and tend to lie towards the top of the bed which makes me, it would seem, a very important person.

Big ears sleeps with the bro and gets buried under the covers. She emerges from the depths like a whale surfacing for air.

Don’t know what that says for her position in the pack but I reckon she’s at the bottom of the heap.

Blessing#1231-Pyramid Positions

Hi fans! Pitty Princess on duty today.

There is some fresh snow this morning which is fun but still I’m a little bummed.

All my squirrels have disappeared. No Tracks at all in front of the ranch except the ones me and granny and grumpy made!

I need to have something to chase to keep the shivers away.

No deer about either. The only one I saw this morning was standing rigid like an ornament.

The birdies too are all quiet and hidden from view.

Auntie Denise says they are all in their warm spots waiting for the arctic blast to pass.

So since she’s the only moving critter around apart from Granny and the Grey Gizz I’ve decided to chase her instead.

Anything to keep me from freezing! i might even accept a lick from the Gizz now that we’re back in the bunker.

Blessing#1230-Nests

I had to do some serious manipulation this morning.

It’s been days since I got a decent trot.

Auntie Denise sent Ma a text at 7:00 to see if we were going walking with her at 7:45. As Ma had had me out for my first pee at 6:30 she replied that it was too cold to walk.

So I began my plea bargaining.

First I stared out the window and whimpered.

Next I surrendered the bones to the menace once she’d noshed her brekkie and performed her duties. It’s the equivalent of throwing in the towel.

Finally I resorted to the soulful eye. When all else fails try it.

It work. Ma caved and took me for a mile. Just her and me. Bliss!

Meanwhile the « thing » is still chewing. The fire brigade should hire her. She has jaws of steel could crack open a semi in an emergency!

Off to sleep now. The warmth when you come in from the cold is the greatest somnifer in the whole wide world.

Blessing#1229-Exclusivity

Ma was wrong about spring. Winter digs in deeper by the day.

We couldn’t go further than the end of the street this morning or we’d seriously have had frostbite.

Now I have to endure a day with Dad! At least it’s toasty inside.

Ma has driven off into the big blue yonder early because the heating was working so hard it tripped the fuse at the Tearoom. Fortunately the tenant who rents the apartment above was home and able to flip it back on

Ma is in one of those « I wish we had moved back to Switzerland » moods. This, today was swiftly followed by a lament along the lines of « I wish I’d never laid eyes on this stupid old building. What a mistake. I’m such a fool » Why didn’t I just content myself with my little antique booth instead of making this headache for myself »

I do my best to comfort her and help her get through her soul searching.

The drive to and from work also does something to partially restore her sanity.

In spite of frozen rivers

Tundra plains and frozen farm land

There’s a kettle to boil and a cuppa to make when she gets there to warm her heart a little even if there are no customers.

Of course for the return the reward is always me. See if she’d gone back to Switzerland we’d never have met and that would have been terrible. A loss greater than any trouble!

Blessing#1228-T for Terrier

It’s so pretty outside with the bright blue skies and the new fall of snow.

Very cold on the old tootsies though.

Ma and me and the tike were all slip sliding around on our morning outing. Even my super gripper paws weren’t sticking.

Ma said though that she’s smelling spring in the air! The days are longer and everyone is perking up!

Dad got out too to Tuesday Morning Group. He’s feeling so good he almost went without oxygen. I advised though that it’s best to take it just in case he needs a puff in the cold. I am all for taking care of people I love.

Ma went out to get the groceries after she dropped Dad home. We’re having BIG steaks for dinner since the bro is off today. She had to buy half a cow. I am torture free as the THING is cuddling with him. Poor Ma also had to haul home another 40 lb bag of kibble she can hardly lift it poor old soul. That spawn of Satan just sucks it in and will the death of my poor Ma!

She rewarded herself by going for a haircut. As she said she didn’t just need it she deserved it.

Can’t say I see much difference she could have bought the other half of that cow for me!

Blessing#1227-Chuck and Chop

It is another bitterly cold day and snowing to boot so we got a very short trot.

My sleepiness therefore cannot be attributed to exertion unless that is chewing is considered an exercise.

I was so busy eating this morning I am exhausted.

Yesterday Ma boiled this huge meaty bone that was the leftover of the bargain ham she snagged in Aldi last week. It smelt so good.

Overnight she put the big pot out in the screen porch which serves as our winter refrigerator.

This morning all the fat had solidified on top and guess what she scrapped it all off and heated it in the microwave for me. It was then poured over my kibble and I crunched mightily.

The niece was still in bed so I had peace to clean up my whole bowl.

To say I am full is an understatement. I won’t need nourishment for a week.

The skimmed base has now been combined with a lot of peas and other veggies.

It’s now percolating away in the slow cooker so Ma has nothing to do tonight when she comes home from work except love on me and eat!

Never had pea soup.

Sounds too healthy and looks too green but maybe by then I’ll have slept off my earlier excess and will give it a slurp.

Blessing#1226-Taking Stock

There is a beautiful little blizzard happening outside with big chunky snowflakes falling.

It started when Ma and Pa went to Church. It was Dad’s first day back at the Sunday service since September. I took care of guarding as the bro is at his friends for the weekend.

It looks so pretty I could gaze at it all day. It’s sort of hypnotic and means Mum will stay home all afternoon with me. We will have a snooze later but for now we are looking through Facebook.

We read this funny from memories and it got us thinking. Nothing like a bit of philosophy on a Sunday afternoon.

Why do critters have tails and why are they so different.

Mine is curling and decorative like a bouffant hair style. It adorns me with an air of grandeur that Louis the Sixteenth would have envied.

The spawn of Satan has on the other hand has a projectile that looks and moves like a ballistic missile.

We hit on this post from my favorite site Woof Woof about a dog that can jump to incredible heights and do many other tricks.

This gave us our theory.

We have all different types of tails because we are all made for different duties.

That dog needs his to propel him and give him balance.

Mine is to be regal even imperial.

The tikes is to torture and terrorize.

A good reason I propose to lock her up and loose the key.

Blessing#1225-Logic

Hi dear peeps it your Pitty Pups Princess publishing tonight.

I have been resting most of the day as beauty sleep is vital for one as wonderful as me.

When it’s chilly like today I have to bounce rather than walk to keep warm and need to recuperate.

Granny being old can’t thermoregulate quite as well as me. So I have to warm her up with love and licking when we get home.

I also get quite exhausted growing. The grey gizzard is but a chipmunk compared to me now!

It seems no time since I was a teacup like this little woof woof lady.

I’m still my Granny’s baby girl though.

If I keep whispering sweet nothings in her ear that’s the way I’ll stay too! I’ll put old grumpy’s nose right out of joint

Blessing#1224-Hotlips

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