They come up with cool stuff like this...
Monday, April 30, 2007
Sunday, April 29, 2007
The Face That Launched A Thousand Ships
Congratulations to Snickers! Our "little old man" won Manager's Choice, 2nd Place on the Tail Waggins Bakery website - yippee! He's such a handsome boy, isn't he. He doesn't actually win anything but that's cool, the notoriety will do just fine. ***edited 5/3/07, Snickers gets to be in their 2008 calendar AND a $15.00 gift certificate! Neat-o!!!***
Thanks to Diana, mom of the LHBB for the heads up! Woo-hoo!
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
A Conversation with Moomers
Mom: Hey Moomers! Come and sit on the couch with me.
Moomers: Okie dokie (hops up on the couch), hey mom, I gotta question for you.
Mom: What is it sweetie?
Moomers: What is that thing you are doing with all that yarn?
Mom: It's called knitting. You weave it together with these two sticks and out comes something pretty. At least it's suppose to be pretty.
Moomers: Yah... About that knitting thing, you are doing an awful lot of that lately.
Mom: I know, it's super fun.
Moomers: For you maybe, not for me. See, I hate to tell you this but you are slacking.
Mom: Slacking, what do you mean?
Moomers: When did you last update my blog?
Mom: Last week sweetie. I've been really busy...
Moomers: Blah blah blah... I don't want to hear excuses - I want action!
Mom: Well we have been gone the past couple of weekends I know, but I wouldn't call it slacking.
Moomers: I would - slacking slacking slacker slack.
Mom: Boomer, it was my birthday and dad took me out. And then this past weekend I took grandma out for a while and did some shopping for her.
Moomers: You were taking care of grandma? What's the latest?
Mom: Well grandma went and saw the Oncologist yesterday and the doctor told her that in her case, because the tumor was small she can opt out of chemotherapy if she wants. She's got to think about it but I think she's going to do it (opt out I mean). She's lost so much weight that right now chemo would kill her and I think that she never will get as strong as she use to.
She's walking now and not using the oxygen and the doctors are starting to ween her off of her pain medication. And she's getting pissy again - which is a good thing. So all and all I think the worst is over for now.
Moomers: Thanks for the update mom, you are a good daughter AND a good mother if I do say so myself.
Mom: So you are going to cut me some slack?
Moomers: Yeppers.
Moomers: Okie dokie (hops up on the couch), hey mom, I gotta question for you.
Mom: What is it sweetie?
Moomers: What is that thing you are doing with all that yarn?
Mom: It's called knitting. You weave it together with these two sticks and out comes something pretty. At least it's suppose to be pretty.
Moomers: Yah... About that knitting thing, you are doing an awful lot of that lately.
Mom: I know, it's super fun.
Moomers: For you maybe, not for me. See, I hate to tell you this but you are slacking.
Mom: Slacking, what do you mean?
Moomers: When did you last update my blog?
Mom: Last week sweetie. I've been really busy...
Moomers: Blah blah blah... I don't want to hear excuses - I want action!
Mom: Well we have been gone the past couple of weekends I know, but I wouldn't call it slacking.
Moomers: I would - slacking slacking slacker slack.
Mom: Boomer, it was my birthday and dad took me out. And then this past weekend I took grandma out for a while and did some shopping for her.
Moomers: You were taking care of grandma? What's the latest?
Mom: Well grandma went and saw the Oncologist yesterday and the doctor told her that in her case, because the tumor was small she can opt out of chemotherapy if she wants. She's got to think about it but I think she's going to do it (opt out I mean). She's lost so much weight that right now chemo would kill her and I think that she never will get as strong as she use to.
She's walking now and not using the oxygen and the doctors are starting to ween her off of her pain medication. And she's getting pissy again - which is a good thing. So all and all I think the worst is over for now.
Moomers: Thanks for the update mom, you are a good daughter AND a good mother if I do say so myself.
Mom: So you are going to cut me some slack?
Moomers: Yeppers.
Hooray for Moomers - smooches all around!!!!!
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
OMG!OMG!OMG!OMG!OMG!OMG!OMG!OMG!
Friends of the dog world, I have some exciting news. I mean this is beyond exciting, it's - why it's stupendous!
You ready?
You sure??
Are you absolutely positive???
Okay, here goes!
BLAZE HAS BEEN ADOPTED!!!!!!
Happy happy joy joy!!!
Happy happy joy joy!!!
He is such a handsome boy! I mean he's model quality handsome - Vogue handsome! Okay, maybe not Vogue, how about Dog Fancy. Either way, he's handsome and happy because he's been adopted. I think he knew all along that the nice woman who rescued him, Nancy, was going to make him her own. Tee hee! We always know!
Oh yah, and just ignore the fact that I read Vogue, ok???
You ready?
You sure??
Are you absolutely positive???
Okay, here goes!
BLAZE HAS BEEN ADOPTED!!!!!!
Happy happy joy joy!!!
Happy happy joy joy!!!
He is such a handsome boy! I mean he's model quality handsome - Vogue handsome! Okay, maybe not Vogue, how about Dog Fancy. Either way, he's handsome and happy because he's been adopted. I think he knew all along that the nice woman who rescued him, Nancy, was going to make him her own. Tee hee! We always know!
Oh yah, and just ignore the fact that I read Vogue, ok???
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Thursday, April 12, 2007
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANNIE!!!
Hi all!
Do you remember my pal Annie?
She turned 2 years old yesterday! She doesn't look a day over 16 months if I do say so myself, such a pretty girl. Her mom said that when they first got her they nicknamed her Annie Monster because she was a spaz, like all good Brittany's are when they are young. I mean, heck - I'm still a spaz, and I'm 5 years old! Anywho - she's now just a precious little girl and her mom Rebecca's princess.
Annie is one of mom's favorite on the Brittany board, I can certainly see why - look at that nose! Why, she must have a million freckles and I could kiss every one of them... Smoochie smoochie smoochie!!!
Hey, is it getting hot in here or what? I better jump into an ice bath and quick.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANNIE!!!
Do you remember my pal Annie?
She turned 2 years old yesterday! She doesn't look a day over 16 months if I do say so myself, such a pretty girl. Her mom said that when they first got her they nicknamed her Annie Monster because she was a spaz, like all good Brittany's are when they are young. I mean, heck - I'm still a spaz, and I'm 5 years old! Anywho - she's now just a precious little girl and her mom Rebecca's princess.
Annie is one of mom's favorite on the Brittany board, I can certainly see why - look at that nose! Why, she must have a million freckles and I could kiss every one of them... Smoochie smoochie smoochie!!!
Hey, is it getting hot in here or what? I better jump into an ice bath and quick.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANNIE!!!
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Friday, April 06, 2007
Thursday, April 05, 2007
Something is Afoot at the Circle K...
And I don't like it. Mom and dad say I need a bath, and I wholeheartedly disagree. I mean look at me:
I don't look dirty at all. I mean, sure I have toothpaste on my fur from when mom tried to brush my teeth, and yes my beautiful white coat is now kind of dingy, but is a bath really necessary? I think not. Also, they say I smell. I smell absolutely fine - like a fine aged cheese.
Bath - puhlease.
Turbo's breath smells like a bucket of chum, maybe mom and dad should work on that.
I don't look dirty at all. I mean, sure I have toothpaste on my fur from when mom tried to brush my teeth, and yes my beautiful white coat is now kind of dingy, but is a bath really necessary? I think not. Also, they say I smell. I smell absolutely fine - like a fine aged cheese.
Bath - puhlease.
Turbo's breath smells like a bucket of chum, maybe mom and dad should work on that.
Sunday, April 01, 2007
Mom's Blog is Up & Running
Just as the title says, mom's little crafty blog is up and running.
Please don't forget about me. Please.
Please don't forget about me. Please.
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