Booming Banter

It’s always upsetting when my morning is out of sync.

See Ma slept in until 7:00 which meant she couldn’t type my banter in bed.

I had to jump on her to get her up and when she did she went straight to making coffee and then got to the white washing.

Since this takes forever she wanted to get it on before we went for our walk.

Now and then she can’t stand the smell of the bros room any longer so she cracks and does his sheets too.

The consequence of this is she has to go in the room to strip his bed which means The Beast is released.

This means IT has to be fed immediately and taken out to off load the hay IT ate the night before.

Outcome?

The whites are washing but I got no brekkie and Ma got no coffee and as always THE THING got spoiled.

I’m fuming and she’s rolling around in ecstasy! Hateful hound! I might just eat her!

Blessing#1746-Clean Sheets

The season has started when you need to be prepared to descend to the basement and ride out the storm.

Around these parts they give you plenty of time to prepare and if anything gets real close they sound the sirens.

This all starts with a watch. This is another way of saying just hang out at home which we had and did last night. We just huddled together with the bro, Dad read his book and Ma got on with watching THE CHOSEN which never seems to end!!

If things materialize we move to a warning. That didn’t happen last night but it’s good to be prepared and once the worst is past just eat those snackies!!!

Blessing#1745-Doppler Radar

Have you been wondering why I’ve been so silent of late on my bid for the White House?

The reason is I have been directing all my funds into research.

In order to win it’s essential to have a message that generates interest and that resounds within the heart of the masses.

As an Independent, to be victorious, I must draw from both established parties in my campaign. It’s really all about psychology.

After intense efforts I reached a milestone in my mission and have unlocked the insight that will determine my path forward.

Blessing#1744-Stay Grounded

It was a super stinky horrible day yesterday.

Clean brought out the poodle in me even though we only walked to the end of our street for the necessary business.

I came back and huffed.

So did TROUBLE.

She then ate a few paper napkins and Dad went ballistic.

Since he was having a snarling fit at herself I joined in too.

Nothing for it on a day like that than a nice murder most foul!

Blessing#1743-Who Done It’s!

There may be only three steps to heaven but The THING has to turn around a few more times than that to get to slumber land.

First, she perches on my look out post.

Soon she slips down a bit.

She turns around one time and then another

and at last after a final twist she’s gone oh if only it was for good.

Blessing#1742-Nodding Off

I have finally worked it out. The Deer that frequent our field think they are dogs.

Take this one that is so audacious it plants itself right slap bang in the middle of the grass outside the kitchen window.

It then proceeds to sit chewing the cud if that’s what deer do until Ma takes it photo.

Quite honestly I don’t mind them visiting provided the beast doesn’t treat their turds like chocolate cover toffees because that causes all kinds of misfortune.

They really must have smelt the roses except we don’t have any so it must be the light hint of mint in the air. Goes well with lamb so why not be bad with venison either!!!!

Blessing#1741-Permanent Fixtures

Precious Peeps it’s your Perfect Princess once again.

I know Fathers Day is past but it’s never too late to pay tribute to the King in my life.

Last night at six o’clock, as soon as he returned from work, Ma made him go out with her on a mission of mercy.

This meant he didn’t get his dinner till close to eight so he was ravenous.

Yet he still shared with Grumpy and me.

He then gave me his usual snuggles

I just don’t know how to ever reward him for being such a great guy. Any ideas? Ties are out as he’s got about a million of Grandpa’s to choose from!

Blessing#1740-Tributes

Precious Peeps it’s Pits. If I wasn’t so Perfect I might do some beauty treatments but as I am totally and 100% gorgeous all I need is the odd bath and my Nyla to keep my pearlies pearly. Just look at me glow!!!

Nonetheless being a girly girl I do keep my eye on the trends in the beauty industry of which I have reached the Pitty Pinacle.

There is a lot happening in the area of laser right now that Granny should try for her brown spots aka seborrheic keratosis. She has acquired these through years of sun worshiping. Fortunately they are only ugly not dangerous and I mention them only to impress you with my knowledge of dermatology!!

Really I don’t understand her as she doesn’t even attempt to hide them!

As for hair mine is sleek and superbly shiny but others around me are challenged. It pays for them to try out new looks. Sone certainly need all the help they can get especially on the campaign trail where hair is so often the subject of media focus.

Some runners though are just plain ugly there’s no help for them whatsoever!

Blessing#1739-Esthéticiens

On returning from our trot we happened to look up and discovered yet another critter has take up residence at our ranch.

This time it’s avian. Thank heavens it’s not another pit bull!!!!

Uncle Sandy, who knows more than most about birds, recons it’s and American Kestrel.

Imagine if it has a nest up there we could start a falconers business.

OK I concede we have been watching too many PBS documentaries on the Tudors.

Still we have it all in place to make this happen. We have the game and we have the hounds. Just shot me over a bow and arrow!

Blessing#1738-Hawking Around

Well this is a first a second joint communiqué! This time in conjunction with our pawpal LG from down on the farm.

The cause of course is Dads.

We have great ones!

They bring balance to our lives.

Steady and studious Scooby Dad.

Nice and naughty Nalas!

Low key and loving LGs

We all nose we got good uns

Blessing#1737-Pawpas