October 5th 2010 8:10 pm
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My days have been rather quiet since the not arrival of my boss boy. Ordinary walks, regular foods, the same kitties in my den, pawppy goes to work and comes home later, growlmy does her chores, sits at the computer, and on and on...
Growlmy says she is glad that life is ordinary! But I am A terrier! I need to be in fits of excitement and barking at all kinds of things, real or imagined!
If growlmy goes to the garbage can, I follow her to see what she is doing there...and hoping that something delectable may fall out for me to snatch! Then I trot outside with her to the bin...and watch it be swallowed up in that big brown garbage eating canister...in a few days, I will be able to bark with great gusto at that noisy truck that steals the contents of that bin, evfurry week!
I watch out my big windows for anything else that may need my attentions...such as when the crew comes by to mow the lawn next door at the abandoned house. They were there today, and that huge yard was done in about an hour. Two tractors and one dude with a weed whacker! Growlmy was wishing that we could do our yard that fast...
Evfurry morning lately we have seen a great blue heron, stalking in the nearby pond, hunting for his meals of frogs, no doubt. This morning I saw him gulping one down.
The cranes do their dancing a lot in the field across the street. This weekend there is a cranefest, to see all the gathering cranes before they do their migration.
I have encountered some run-ins with my kitty brofurs...you know, they think they rule this den...but I just let them think that...BOL!
So far, lately my most fun comes from when growlmy goes and puts on her garden clothes. Whenefur she goes in the bathroom, I go and check to see if maybe that is what she is doing...because that means that she will go to the back wild area in our yard and dig and pull and otherwise try to get a handle on all our lovely crop of weeds!
This is the time when I go hunting, sniffing and digging. Today I was in a big hole with my snoot, and when growlmy saw me she wished she had her camera in her pocket, because I was a mostly blackfaced terrier. What breed is that!? BOL!
Yesterday, when we were outside, growlmy heard me growling a bit...and then she heard me go into my frenzy of crazy barking...she looked to see what it was all about...and suddenly a huge big blue and maize hot air balloon sailed overhead. It had a big 'M' on it...'Go Blue!'. But I still had to scare it away with all my noise making! And it worked, because eventually that balloon was gone! BOL!
Well, I guess I may need to change the title of this diary entry to My life is still furry filled up and fun!
Oh, MrJack, you are a very busy pup! Good job barkin' that big ole ballooney away!
Pep is right, you's is a busy pup!
One time there was a hot air balloon that came down real low over my house and me and Finley barked it away. Ok, I barked it away while hiding from it, but I helped.
well at least you had the balloon to bark at, things will pick up for you pal!!
I r shur dat dere r WOTZA 'citin' fings jus' waitin' tu habben at yur howse, Fweckles!! Momma an' me, Zaidie, fink dat yu r a BERY pashunt pup tu sit fur so many Howlween pichurs!! OMD!! Yu wook GWATE!!
I've never seen a big hot air ballon. My life really has been boring...sigh.
That black diggy hole face is what I get too pal. My mum thinks it's so funny and laughs at me and calls me a badger-face! I don't look like me anymore. But then I get earth up my snoot from digging when I'm black like that and get all sneezy, so it's not so good then.