Friday, September 16, 2016

Car rides are gettin' better

I don't really like car rides. They always wind up with me at the groomer/torture place or wurse, the V E T. Ugh! But I went on a couple rides an' we dint go to any bad places.

Lemme tell yu bout it.
We live in a place that yu can go for a ways an' be in sum mountains or yu can go in the uther direction an be in the desert places. I dint go to the real deal desert places but to sum ruins.

This place wuz in the mountains.
Yeah, I no. Not much to see. There wuz hunter peepoles all ofur the place an it wuz kinda muddy. So we dint get to wawk much. This is us affer a quik potty break, refillin the tank. If yu look careful thru the winnows, yu will see the aspen trees that wuz growin all ofur the place. We went past a place called Groundhog Res-ee-vor. I dint see nun. Groundhogs, that is. Just peepoles fishin an boats an a lil store that sold Al Co Hawl.
We efun drove rite past the vet lady place! That wuz skeery. But we dint stop! We jus' kept on goin.

Then anuther day we went on a nuther shorter road trip. To sum ol' ruins builded a long time ago by sum peepoles we call the Ancestral Puebloans. Yu mite have heard them called Anazasi, but I guess they changed their name. Anywho, with a lil bit of reno, they built this place. Lowry Ruins
This is a kiva. Those 2 deals on the bottom are Summer and Winter peepole

We wawked round. It wuz hot that day so our tungs wuz hangin out. Don't wurry, we had water an a snack when we got back to the S Caw Pay in the parkin lot.




Daddy went thru that lil doorway thingy. We wuz frettin 'bout him.

But then we got to go in too. It wuz dark an cool inside. Sorry fotografer dint get a good shot ov us comin out.

'Member that Sleepin Ute Mountain that I can see frum my front yard? This is it agin, only frum the west side. He don't look the same frum this side.

These are the Blue (or Abajo) Mountains in Utah. Not too far away.




Here is Me an Tux takin a shade break. Looky our long tungs!


We wuz happy to have a drink an snack affer that 8 hunnerd mile wawk in the hot sun.

If I go anyplace else innerestin, I'll try to git sum gud piccies to show yu.

Here's the La Plata mountains. They are ofur there to the east o' my place!

I don't no who lives in that house. Mommy needs to learn to "crop".


Monday, September 12, 2016

Testin' a ol' wifes tale

We'd nefur heared 'bout it. Da Tabbies O' Trout Towne tawked a while back 'bout when the cows lay down, it's gonna rain.
So when our cows wuz layin' down this mornin', I tol' Mommy to get out there an' take a piccie.

Nice, sunny mornin!

Gotta test out this deal.

Yu no whut? The rumors are true!

Later today, it thunnered an' lightened an' rained a bunch!
Sorry, no piccies o' the big storm. I wuz gettin' my Thunnershirt putted on an tryin not to be a nurvus reck!
The cows ain't still layin' out there. They moved long afore the storm came up.
Wunner if they make cow sized Thunnershirts.

Friday, September 9, 2016

I Gots Me Inner Nets!

Me an Tux got tossed lured into the back bedroom yesserday. We could hear wurker doods outside messin round an then they came in My house. They wuz real quiet but we new they wuz there.
Anywho, now I can bark on this here doggy bloggy thingy in My doggy tawk an not have the smarty pants fone "self correct". It dint no nuthin.
Daddy an Mommy r like lil kids in a canny store. We've only had the smarty pants fones fur nearly a year. They furgot how a laptop thingy wurks. Mommy sez it's like havin Large Print. An oh, so many piccies show up now, stead o' jus 1 at a time.
We are happy. An even tho they r spendin like All their time surfin, they still membered to feed us an Daddy taked us fur our wawk.
So, Milton an Mr. Stubbs asked how I wuz doin. Better! My boo boo is jus' bout gone but I'm still lickin it so's I gotta wear a stinkin onesie. The red one shrinked in the wash (Good!) but I got a couple stripey ones. Here's whut I think o' them:

Yu can't hear me growlin here

Here is my boo boo. I no it don't look gud but I gots sum kinda gooey meddy sins on it an they been puttin lavender oil on it to help it not be so itchy so's I don't lick it so much. It really is gettin better. Oh, that uther lil kinda backerds C shape to the rite is where I had a bump removed long time ago.
So, life is gud!

Here's a piccie o' Mr. Pitiful Tux, waitin fur our wawk.
Look it those pitiful eyes

 Hopefully I can bark at Mommy to let me blog All the time! Later Pals!



Friday, August 19, 2016

I'm a stinkin' Red Shirt!!!

Affer I camed home frum gettin my toofers yanked out, I wuz doin' good.
'Til Sunnyday when my pawrents noticed a bad place on my lil leggie.
I wuz lickin it an it wuz tormentin me!
Off to the vet place I went on the nex' day. I got poked with a super Long needle so's the vet could see lil bitty microscopic junk she sucked outta me. Purdy much, she dint no whut it wuz. Came home wif sum uther meddy sin to put on the place once a day.
Did that but it wuz still tormentin poor lil me. So Daddy took me back to the vet place Turdsday mornin'.
Vet lady sed it wuz lookin better but I better not be lickin it no more, no more.
Came home with a stinkin Red Shirt. Ralf Lauren even. But still, a stinkin Red Shirt.

If yur family is any kinda Star Trek geek types, yule get why I don't wanna be a Red Shirt!
All the Expendable crewmen wore Red Shirts!! I don't wanna be Expendable!!!
Mommy wuz tawkin to Sissor on the fone, Sissor sed I need me a Yellow Shirt. Yellow shirts wuz in Command! If I gotta wear sumfin, I wanna be a Yellow Shirt in Command!

Graffic warnin:

Here's whut my leg boo-boo-gotta-lick-it-drives-me-crazee thingy looks like.

The brownish part is where it's healin' up. The pink part is where I been lickin' it.

I jus' lay 'round bein pitiful, but I am not expendable!
I can bear lee wawk with the stoopid red shirt.


An' by the ways - I do LUV to read yur comments yu leave on my doggie bloggy thingy.
But commentin' back to yu is tuff fur Mommy tryin to use the smarty pants fone. Trust me, I ain't ignorin' yu!


Grr, I wish we had us sum inner nets. There is one deal called Hughsnet or sumfin
that Maybe we could get us the inner nets. It's not perfect, but Maybe it'd be
better than whut we gots now. I'll bark at Daddy to check it out more.


Friday, August 12, 2016

I'm all right, I'm ok

Flutter, flutter
Gosh pals, it's been furever an' an day since I barked in this here doggy
bloggy thingy! I gotta blame Mommy. We don't gots the inner nets here
at our place in Color Red Oh, it jus' ain't 'vailable. So the pawrents
are net deprived an' gotta use their lil ol' smarty pants fones to get any
kinda world wide webbiness. Or go to the Lie Bear He. Which is whut Mommy
finally did to let my pals no I'm still alive an' kickin. Tryin to tap out wurds on
the smarty pants fone is too hard fur her, an' plus, it don't let me spell wurds the way
they otta be spelled!
 Pals, I am goin' on 11 yeers old. Mommy noticed I wuz slowing down wif my eatin an Daddy noticed I wuz slowin down on our walkies. Plus I had sum stinky breafs.
I went to the vet lady fur a toofer cleanin but affer she started cleanin
she saw there wuz a lot of bad stuff goin on in my cute lil mouf. She had
to yank 11 of my cute toofers! Ack! I got to come home the same day
and I have to take a couple kinds of meddy sins. But I am eatin gud an
feelin perkier now!
Yuck, let's jus say, if I had been brushin my toofers 10 yeers ago, I probly
wouldn't have had the problems. As soon as my mouf feels better, I gotta start
brushin. *sigh*

Things are lookin a bit better round here. Me an Tux had a junky lil yard to do our
bidness in. Rugs, plywood, plastic tiles an "keep outta the mud".
Back an' front new stamped, stained patios! Complete with weeds, no grass!
But finally now we gots sum real deal sod! Instant lawn! Yea!! An' Mommy an' Daddy had So much fun puttin down those 35 pound rolls, Daddy went an' got more to make our backyard a bit bigger! It is good to roll in green grass!
Real grass feels so good to roll! 


Waitin to go in fur a cookie!
 An we have sum bugs to chase an even sum lil froggie guys are out there to chase an maybe even take a taste of. But I do get hollered at to leave the froggies guys alone. Now if Mommy can jus' get sum grass to grow in the rest of the yard area.


We got sum of these big critters now on our farm. These are big cows, Charley, not the lil Dexters yu have in yur family.
They got Real long tongues, coming out to get their treats
This is Saphire an' Chipmonk. They came with those names.


Mommy an' Daddy tamed 'em down with sumfin called "range pellets". That's whut they are gettin in these piccies.
They are nice cows, an' a bull, but I am only 'lowed to bark frum my yard. I ain't 'lowed to get close enuf fur a sniff. There are 3 momma cows an' their 3 lil gurl calfs. Plus Patrick, the bull.

We got these 4 nice chiggens:


They give us these nice eggies:


So see? I am still alive. Mommy jus' needs to get with it an do my doggy bloggy more offen than once a day or year.
I do read yur bloggys thingies. I jus' don't comment much.
I'll try to have Mommy do better. I will bite her! With my toofless mouf!

I will leave yu today with a piccie of the view frum my front porch, it's that Sleepin' Ute Mountain dood.

Wednesday, February 24, 2016

Bits an' Pieces

This burd wuz sittin in a cottonwood tree jus on the uther side of My front yard!

A Bald Eagle!

An 'member last time I showed yu all the snow we walked on? Well, it's been goin away. This is the same field without so much snow.

A farm dog out standin' in her field
Yep, that's Scootercat an' Puffy, also known as Inkspot or Stinkpot. Those incredible journeys are a daily thingy. They been bizzee cats catchin' mousies an' stuff. Tux even scored a mousie butt the uther day. Puffy dint finish the hole thing but Tux wuz happy to help clean up.

This wuz right afore I chased a Horse in the neighbors' pasture!


Sorry it's fuzzy, Mommy had to stop takin my piccie to holler at me to stop it afore I got kicked to kingdom come!
I am still learnin 'bout life on the farm. I can't wait 'til I get to drive Daddy's tractor!

It's gonna be great!


Friday, February 12, 2016

A long ride, a good walk

No piccies from the super dum long ride we took the uther day.
It wuz a wurthless ride. I don't like ridin, it always comes to no good.
But this wuz a long ride. Then we turned 'round an came back home. I guess the peepoles had to do sumfin an Me an Tux had to go along so's we wudn't be in the house furever an ever all by ourselves.
I got to ride on Daddy's lap cuz Mommy drove the hole way on the long, wurthless trip. I trembled an panted. Then we had to sit in our crates for a while. Then we rode an rode home. I got to sit in Daddy's lap again. This time, I wuz tuckered out an tried to sleep. I couldn't get very comfy. Oh yeah, we stopped a couple times an got to sniff an walk an poop an pee. An we had water to drink an a  couple cookies to eat.
Finally, bout dark o'clock we got home. Me an Tux wuz a couple o' pooped out pups by then.

But then the nex' day or sumtime, we got to go on a really good walk! The snow is all crispy an crunchy an we can walk on top o' the snow. So Daddy an Mommy used their big foot snowshoe thingys an we all walked along the ditch bank. Puffy the cat came along an Scootercat cut 'cross the field to meet us.






We gotta get out early while it's still cold enuf to make the snow crunchy. It's gettin warm durin the daytime an the snow is meltin an makin Mud!
It's hard to walk on top o' mushy snow. An we get hollered at to "stay outta the mud!".



Life is good.