September 10th 2013 8:51 pm
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This morning when we woke up there was a steady gentle rain falling so that means the dirt outside had turned to mud. I for one have no problems hobbling out to my favorite piddle spot to do my business but as I try to scurry back into the house I am stopped for the "feetsie inspection". Momma will say "Puffy show me your feetsies" and being the very good boy that I am, I usually roll over onto my back and wave my muddy feetsie in the air - BOL, BOL. Once the inspection is completed, I get picked up and hauled into the laundry room for a nice feetsie massage and wash. It wouldn't be so bad if this only happened once a day but since I usually need to go potty several times during the day that means I have to have multiple feetsie washes. What I don't understand is how come Coco doesn't need to have her feetsies washed as often as I do. Somehow she manages not to get all muddy and that just isn't right. She doesn't even roll over onto her back to show her feetsies, instead she makes a bee line to the bedroom, climbs our stairs and parks herself right on the bed, probably laughing her silly little head off as I get hauled off to the laundry room. It's just not fair.
And on another note, I am still cleaning up after the PARTY and guess what I found in my man cave: One chicken. Yup, one of Toto's chickens managed to escape the "guest of honor" status and hid out in my man cave - BOL, BOL. I'm going to name her Toto Bella Marie (Bella for short) and let her enjoy my man cave as long as she stops pooping all over in there.
BOL!!! I hope Bella will let YOU into the man cave!
Does she at least give you eggs?
Hershey - so far Bella hasn't allowed me into MY man cave so I suspect there is going to be some feathers flying shortly. Maybe there are some eggs in there - it's possible don't you think Finley?
Anyhow, Bella better change her attitude or it's fresh chickie soup on the menu. I guess I better ask Toto if he wants his chickie back before I cook it.
Hmmm, I could think of some things to do with a chicken pal - like BBQ or roast or grill or, well, I think you get da idea.
OMD... that one is MY PET CHICKIE, Henny Penny!!!!! Just pop a leash on her, she heels really well and does an automatic sit, well, unless she has to lay an egg, BOL!!!
If you get tired of her just tie a note around her neck (not too tight or you will have chickie for dinner, BOL), and tell her to find me. She will fly home sooner or later!
Sorry about the poop, put your pee belt on her???
BOL, about Bella! Um, you are very patient with her. She wouldn't be safe around me! That was an awesome party dude!
*Puff gazes out the window at his property and, in the distance, sees a...Conga line of dancing girls and a certain LWD???*
Puff says :"OMD!! The dancing troop AND Zaidie are still here??!!?? What a little rascal that LWD is! He sure loves the ladies, but he is gonna be in TROUBLE with his Momma! BOL!"
Puff runs into his man cave, grabs his dancing shoes and Henny Penny and heads out the door. He stops at the garden hose to wash the chicken poop off his shoes, shakes them out to get the excess water off them then slips them on. He then heads over to where Z-pup is and joins the Conga line with Henny Penny in his arms. Puff latches on at the end of the Conga line and slowly makes his way to the front of the line so he can ask Zaidie if he would be so kind to take Henny Penny back to Toto when he leaves. Just as Zaidie is about to agree, Henny Penny lets loose some more chicken poop.
Zaidie informs Puff that his insurance company for the Lear jet would not cover all the poop removal that would have to happen after flying with Henny Penny and suggests seeing if Colonel Sanders would take want her or maybe firing up the grill.
Puff thinks about it for a second or two and then sets Henny Penny down and instructs her to fly back to Toto, after all he did say she was HIS pet chickie.
FYI, Henny Penny flew in about 15 minutes ago and announced her arrival by laying TWO double yolker eggs and leaving a HUGE pile of chickie poo on top of the eggs.
She has decided since her biddy pals have disappeared (hmmmm, BBQ, Boiled, fried, or were they the chickie salad??), she is going to sit on her eggs and hatch some baby chickies for the next pawty!!!
Thanks, Puff, for doing right by her!!! And, ZAIDIE... are you suggesting that Quincy didn't leave any poop in your lear jet???? That would be a first, believe me!!!
Forgot to tell you, Henny Penny arrived so fast because she got in a favorable wind current, BOL!!!!!
Puff I think you have had more rain than the Seattle pups this year. Not a good feeling to be soggy all the time is it! Rain is back on Sunday for the rest of the year for Seattle!!
*Captain Zaidie checks his iBone for messages as he prepares to land in his lera jet in his backyard*
BOLBOLBOL, pupses!! Nope - no chickie poop in my wear jet DIS TIME! "Momma, I r comin' in fur a wandin' now. Da wunway r cweared??"
"Yes, Zaidie. You're cleared for landing, HunBun!"
"MOMMA! Nod while I r fwyin', PWEEZE!!"
HunBun, huh? (Big Grin, hehehe!)