Author: boomingbanter

So Jaws got injured and got meds and a collar. Guess what I’ve got?

A heart murmur!!!

I didn’t have one last year when I went for my physical now I’ve got a level 2 out of score of 6!!!!!!

What changed? Well remember I got that tummy issue and Ma switched me to a gluten free diet. Well according to the vet there is a growing body of evidence that these diets are associated with heart issues in certain breeds.

Consequently I will be slowly returning to the grains. If they don’t cause tummy upsets then I’ll be eating yummy milk bones again.

In life you’ve got to take the rough with the smooth. I’m just hoping my little ticker doesn’t deteriorate as I really don’t want to have to take meds! Mummy has to watch me to make sure I’m not sleeping more than normal and do well on my walks.

I too would appreciate cards and treats.

Blessing#1837-Back to Porridge

Precious Peeps it’s a Poor Pits. I am suffering.

See yesterday I ran off again on Granny only this time I got a bobo.

An ouchy got into my paw.

It was the day for us to go the docs to get our shots so Dad took a long lunch to take me.

Granny took the Grumpy Grey.

Doc said that I had to have a lot of meds in case I get an infection in my paw pad.

The meds are OK as Granny put them in bologna but this collar sucks. I can’t do a thing with it on.

I’m a totally poor Pitty please tell everyone to send me get well cards and treats !

Blessing #1836-Three Paws Still Perfect

Oh the joy at the ranch last evening when Ma discovered she could pick up the favorite British TV show

It’s the original version of Dancing with the Stars and much funnier of course because some of the British celebs who are paired with professional look like Dad dancing.

Take Les Dennis he’s a great comedian but man he’s a joke on the dance floor.

Of course everyone will be rooting for him as he’ll be so entertaining.

They also always throw in an elderly entertainer this time the newsreader and broadcaster Angels Rippon. She’s 78 but dances like a professional. Seems she does Silver Swan classes with the Queen.

Helped her score! Will she win?

Who knows but at least we know what we’ll be watching each weekend from now till the Christmas finale.

Blessing#1835-YouTubes and Ballrooms

Precious Peeps it’s Pits Perfect.

When I get a chance to get into the parents bathroom I love to get things out of the laundry basket and race around the house with them.

It drives Grandpa insane. Send his blood pressure through the roof.

Granny is pretty cool about it unless it’s one of her Spanx because those things designed to hold in tummies don’t come cheap.

Yesterday I got one of her trainers. Grandpa was apoplectic. Granny just said “oh let her have it they have hole in the soles anyway”

You know what? That took all the fun out of it. I really didn’t want it as much.

Why is it when there isn’t a chase there isn’t a race?

Blessing#1834-Socks and Knickers

Ma is on the third of her five day team training meetings with the Kairos volunteers.

They start at 8:30 and go till 4:00 so it means she has to leave here at 7:45 and isn’t back till 5:00. So go figure fans we get a short shift in the morning and then are left with Dad on duty for the whole day.

There is but one single truth that unites us; Dad is always scolding us.

Try as we may to not get under his feet we always manage to annoy him.

The one good thing about such days is we get pizza for dinner as Ma can’t be bothered cooking.

If you would please sign up for the prayer chain for the weekend it might make Ma less moody. Drop one in for us also that we don’t murder each other until all this is over. Four whole days with Dad will be dire!

Blessing#1833-Sticking Together

Sometimes I look back on the blissful days when I was the one and only canine in this household.

It was so peaceful and we were all so quiet. Like a meteor hitting the dinosaurs, the arrival of Jaws was enough to exterminate the hardiest of creatures.

I’ve just about survived these two years.

Sometimes I think we are tied together and there is no escape.

It’s very aging all this agro.

The only hope of escape for me is a move to the White House so please consider my plight and don’t vote for anyone but me!

Blessing#1832-Rear View Mirror

It is gospel that at least once a week Ma makes the comment “That Dog is better than any dishwasher” referring of course to the indomitable beast that is the niece.

I tell you her tongue can go where no bleach can reach.

If you have anything at all burnt or stuck solid ship it here for guaranteed results.

Of course once she’s finished we put everything on the sanitize cycle in the trusty Whirlpool.

I’m much more a gourmet than a gourmand so I don’t get involved instead I savor for later the niceties of life.

Blessing#1831- Refiners

At the minute my Ma has got Kairos on the brain. There are bags of papers everywhere and it seems like every spare minute she has she’s typing names into the computer.

It’s may be « God’s Time » but it’s eating into mine. Sometimes I have to protest and redirect her to me.

Usually on Sunday, Monday and Tuesday when she is off work the niece and I get to hang out with her and go for two good walks a day and cook yummy dinners.

Not now! It’s all very trying. Would put years on you!!! She fires things into a pot and it’s a one stop shot. Very few opportunities for spills and treats.

Fortunately she gets so cross eyed looking at the screen that she caves in and has a naps.

Thank goodness she’s old!

Blessing#1830-Limited Capacity

Precious Peeps it’s Pits Perfect and I’m in LOVE.

This guy came on TV yesterday and I swooned! Clean passed out with passion!

He is gorgeous and he’s a really great singer.

I’m afraid that Remington and PJ and Eddie have no chance with me now I’ve got a crush on a crooner.

He’s sort of like a latin Michael Bubble so he’s hotter and less fizzy. Sorta like tequila!.

Blessing#1829-Smoldering

Precious Peeps It’s Pits. Oh how I love Sunday when Dad is home. Apart from a quick trot after brekkie I spent the whole day with him.

We just snuggled up and avoided the ancient Grumpies.

We slept and then played X-Box and then slept some more.

It was five o’clock when we surfaced.

All this rest restores energy and Dad loves to work out a little when he’s feeling good.

He loves to use me to do some muscle maintenance. Says I’m heavier than the tires he has to lift at work.

We see how high he can hold me.

Of course the stinking Gizz gets green with envy and protests until he too get a go.

It’s great fun but like a home style roller coaster. Shame I have to wait another whole five days till his next day off.

Blessing#1828-Iron Man