Booming Banter

Ma drove off into the clear blue yonder saying she’d had enough of the pair of us.

While the tike may be sweet when asleep she is a Tiger when she’s been fed and watered and walked.

This morning she went to her bedroom, brought down a toy and proceeded to shred it.

Dad was screaming so loud Ma could hear him in the bathroom.

She’d had enough. She threw the tike in her crate cleaned out the innards of the animal she demolished and promptly huffed off leaving me with Dad.

The bro will need to work every hour God sends to keep that one in squeakies.

She’ll go through a train load in no time.

Blessing #1085-Locomotion

The tike is currently resembling a pin cushion.

In addition to the piercing I inflicted she has finished all her shots and is now pricked in all limbs at least thrice.

I was not permitted to go to the vets with her but on her next trip in two weeks to get her microchip I’m going too as it’s my annual physical time. That should be pandemonium. Brace yourself for September 16.

In the meantime here she is with her Dad looking suitably sweet despite her predicament.

In this shot (bad pun again) you can see well why I’m optimistic she may fly off for good sometime soon.

While waiting for this I tended her wounds as only a saint might do. I trust the Pope is reading Saint Scooby sounds so spectacular!

Blessing #1084-Shotdone

Ma says you can tell a star the minute you meet them.

That’s why she knew for sure I’d be one when she saw me almost two years ago.

I may have been skinny but I was beautiful even outside the limelight!

The tike is competition for me especially when it comes to ears. She’d knock Dumbo off his pedestal.

A few night ago Ma says she witness a new star being born.

Her hero on TV is Lester Holt the prime time anchor with NBC and till now now one not even the handsome Craig Melvin could give him a run for his money.

That is until this handsome dude appeared on Monday covering the latest floods in New Orleans.

He’s the one to put your bet on for the future. Watch him.

Blessing #1083-Predictions

Ma and me had a lie in till eight this morning.

As soon as we got up we heard the tike talking. She was scraping the door of the bros bedroom.

We entered in spite of his sign. He’d taken off leaving her to her own devices

Ma was apoplectic with anger once more but could do nothing else than take care of her.

In spite of our progress and pawshakes in recent days, when we went for our walk she got in my face so much I had another go at her.

Yet another scratch on her face!

She redeemed herself on the return by pulling out a raw hide bone from the pantry. Ma had left the door ajar when she went in to get her things to make scones.

Another battle then ensued over the bone.

By now Ma had had enough.

She got each of us a busy bone. They are not meant for puppies but she gave the tike one anyway under close supervision.

I have been scolded sufficiently now but the whole scene was rewarding when you think I got to nosh that whole thing in peace.

Blessing #1082-Busy Bones

I’m frazzled and can only imagine how the ancient parents must feel.

The tike is terrorizing us all.

• 

• 

• 

• 

• 

• 

• 

• 

• 

• 

Just look at this record of this morning’s marauding.

So guess what the bro does? He buys her more toys. Says they’re EDUCATIONAL!

Give me strength. I can write no more I need rest.

When you have had the time to watch the video I will accept messages of condolences or gifts if you prefer.

https://videopress.com/v/GJB9JdN0?resizeToParent=true&preloadContent=metadata

Blessing # 1081-Playfullniece

Last night I was subjected to torture.

On an empty stomach I had to endure the smell of Barbecue and Beer surrounding my parents when they returned from that party.

They had a great time and met some local celebrity called Brutus but not a morsel from the smoker or the brewer was I given.

Had to sleep in the starved state which is extremely difficult.

Hence have needed an early nap today before the mother goes to work.

Truth be told she need one herself.

Maybe by dinner time she’ll trust my tummy to handle a crust.

Blessing #1080-Fasts and Feasts

I’m down in the dumps. My tummy was playing tricks again this morning so Ma has declared war on any food other than ADULT DOG DRY DOG FOOD.

Not a grain of puppy food or treats are to pass my lips. Dad has been suitably warned.

Add to this that I’m being left all alone as Ma and Pa are going out to a big neighborhood party called an Octoberfest where people drink home brewed beer and eat sausages.

It’s hardly fair.

There is nothing for it but sleep and dream of large amounts of meat and chews.

Blessing #1079-Fantasy Food

Do you remember some months ago my Ma went to an estate sale and snagged a big box of LPs for next to nothing?

She was excited about that but even more excited yesterday when she found the perfect record player to go with them.

Seems it’s a little portable job from the 1960s and fits her establishment to a tee. Sorry bad pun there. She forced me into that one.

Anyway so much did she fall in love with this piece from the past that she paid full asking price for it which she never does!

She says in the business world they have a name for such an acquisition.

My thought it’s worth a spin

Blessing #1078-Strategic Fit

When Ma and I got up this morning the bro had disappeared with my niece. Not a word to say where they’d gone. Road trip no doubt with his girlfriend and Nala’s sister Simba! who calls a girl Simba I ask you!!!

Ma says I’m more reasonable than the bro is!! At least I annonce arrivals and departures.

It was like super cool for me on National Dogs Day because I got MY MA all to myself and we went for a super long walk with Denise.

We hadn’t been able to do that in a long time because of heat and HER!

They’ve taken all my toys away which is hardly fair.

What does one puppy need with all MY TOYS

I’m now bored so am starring out the window looking for them to return.

What a life! Dad is so boring!!!!

Blessing #1077 -Home Alone

Ma had a total meltdown last night about eight o’clock.

I’d had the runs all day and she was picking up poop constantly. At least I did it outside. I was very thankful.

Add to this the tike was tearing up book covers and shredding papers like a machine.

She was chilling with wine and had just had some ice-cream also as a reward for her patience when all hell broke loose.

She went to put her dirty glass in the dishwasher only to discover the top rack was off it’s rails and that three of the four roller guides were broken to shreds

She tried for an hour to fix it to no avail. By this time I was desperate to get out again.

She was huffing and puffing and swearing and banging and saying all sorts of unmentionable things about the STUPID men she lives with and how SHE has to do everything herself and so on.

She calmed down this morning. Sleep always helps but then discovered that during her rant I’d had made use of the fancy sitting room for my urgency.

She was then fit to kill and ready to puke. Fortunately it was time to meet Auntie Denise who always has a calming influence on her. So I dodged the bullet yet again.

Blessing #1076-Close Call