September 22nd 2013 8:46 pm
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Daddy rented the mini excavator to try to fix some of the water issues on our property. He operated it all day Saturday and today the “handyman” came over and operated it. First the “handyman” called daddy and tried to tell daddy that he would come over on Tuesday instead of today like he promised, but daddy told him that the excavator had to be back at the rental place tomorrow morning so Tuesday was out of the question. So the “handyman” said he would be here shortly but didn’t show up until 11:30AM.
Anyhow, daddy let the “handyman” operate the excavator and guess what happened? It started to rain with lightning and thunder. Our dirt turned to mud so daddy and the “handyman” took time out for lunch and to let the storm pass, which it did. After lunch, they went back outside and before too long, daddy came back in the house and told momma that he needed to use her car to go get gas for the excavator because it was empty. That might sound like an easy thing to do, but remember we live in the rural area and the closest gas station is over 8 miles away and is CLOSED on Sundays so daddy had to drive all the way to Zuni to get diesel fuel.
The only gas can daddy had was a five gallon container so it wasn’t much for the excavator but would have been plenty had the excavator not gotten a rock stuck in one of it’s tracks and now refuses to move out of the mud. Yup, the ole excavator is currently stuck in our back yard and there is no way we can get it out and onto the towing trailer, plus the “handyman” used all five gallons of gas trying to get the excavator to dislodge the rock, but it didn’t.
Daddy says he is going to call the rental company tomorrow morning and ask them what he should do.
Puffy – in need of a good nap and tow truck.
September 21st 2013 8:23 am
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If the Dogster gift shop had FOREVER wings, halos, hearts with paw prints in them, St. Francis medals, rainbows and lighted candles, I'd send some Logan and Bay-Ling. It would do my heart some good honoring their memory with a wonderful pressie that didn't evaporate after one months time.
Next, I would go through all my pals and send each Angel something special to remind them and their humans that they are not forgotten.
Please Dogster, make available some FOREVER Angel gifts in the gift shop for our departed pals. We love you and know how very busy you are taking care of the flea, ticks and spammers but we have lots of faith in your ability to spare some wonderful techno talent to makes Coco and my request a reality.
Of course this is not the end of Coco and my request, we would also like for you to honor April 1 of each year as the official Rainbow Bridge day. How awesome that would be!
Puff Darby – Co-chairman of the Rainbow Bridge campaign
September 17th 2013 7:26 pm
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Some of my pals have been wondering if Coco has been getting jealous because I have had my diary featured more times than hers and the answer is YES! Isn’t that great?
Today the humans went to Gallup to get new tires put on the truck because last year daddy had a hard time driving on our dirt/gravel roads when they turned to mud after rains and snows. He got all terrain tires and hopefully that will help. When the humans were coming back from town a prairie dog started to run across the road then stopped before it got all the way across and stood up and challenged daddy to swerve. Daddy won because the Prairie dog quickly scurried the rest of the way off the road to safety. And if that wasn’t enough Prairie dog excitement, when the humans got back home daddy took us for a ride in the truck to go get the mail and right in the middle of the road, some silly Prairie dog had dug a hole and was living in it. Yup, the crazy Prairie dog ran right in front of the truck and then ducked into the hole in the road. It sure seems like a strange place to build you house having cars and truck running over it all the time.
Oops, I got side tracked on telling you about the Gallup trip; anyhow, momma bought me two new stuffies.
“How many stuffies did you get”?
“No, one was for you and the other for Coco”.
“But Coco doesn’t want to play with anything but Henrietta so I get both of the stuffies. By the way, I can’t thank you enough Finley and Whitley for getting Henrietta for Coco – BOL, BOL. She loves that rubber chicken so much that she doesn’t care if I take all of the other stuffies”.
September 17th 2013 4:02 am
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Oh boy, my diary has once again been chosen as one of the featured diaries of the day and NOT Coco's - BOL, BOL. The little Princess is going to throw a hissy fit when she finds out but that's okay because sometimes she needs to be knocked off her pedestal.
Pals, keep your zealies and continue sending me bones (I also have more bones than Coco - BOL, BOL).
We had no rain yesterday so the grounds are beginning to dry out some but there remains a big mud puddle between our house and the garage/workshop. Somehow I always manage to find the gushy mud when I go outside to do my business and of course that means more feetsie washes. It's better to get my feetsies washed instead of me having to pick out all the rocks and stuff that gets stuck between my toes. In fact, I'm actually enjoying the feetsie massages that I get along with the washing. Do you think maybe I walk in the mud just so I can get some extra pampering?
September 15th 2013 9:35 am
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We have been having intermittent torrential rains here in Cibola County of New Mexico, in fact, part of our area got flooded yesterday and some residents on one of the Native American reservation are cut off from entering and leaving their property. We have water washing down from other properties onto ours. Being rural, without having developed roads and properties means that the waters are loaded with dirt, sticks and other debris. Right now it is sunny with some scattered storm clouds in the distance but probably this afternoon the rains will again come.
The weather forecaster is saying that the rains are beginning to taper off but each time I think the mud outside is going to dry out, more rains come. Having rain is a good thing because we have been in a drought situation so we really did need the rains, but Sheesh, all at once?
Well, I better go make sure my water wings have air in them. Maybe I could borrow one of Toto’s Kayaks?
PS – Thank you Dogster for selecting my diary to be one of the featured diaries of the day (Did you hear that Coco? I’m featured, NOT you)! Pals, I know you all love me, but please save your zealies as the holidays will be here before you know it.
September 13th 2013 7:27 pm
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It was a nice sunny day with clouds in the sky here in New Mexico. The humans have taken to being lazy and both were still in their jammies right before noon.
"That's LEASURE wear - not jammies".
"Call them what you want, but they were jammies".
Anyhow, Coco and I started barking so momma thought we needed to go outside and do our business before the rains came in. She opened the French doors leading to the outside and then shut them after we went outside. Momma didn't have her bionic ears on and didn't know that we were barking like crazy pups but luckily daddy heard us and came outside to see what the problem was.
It turns out there was a man from the electricity provider and he needed access to our property to read the electrical meter. Well I didn't care who he was and I went right after him even though he was a big fellow - BOL. I went right to his ankles and was growling and snapping. Daddy said I was trying to bite him but luckily he had booths on so I couldn't do any damage. Daddy suspected the man was fixing to use me as a football. I should add that Coco was behind me barking but not actually trying to do him any harm.
Anyhow, daddy told me to come and I refused and continued to go after the meter reader and that's when daddy picked me up and dumped me back into the house. Yes, DUMPED!!! I was so embarrassed when all I was doing was protecting our home and property from an intruder.
Momma told me I was a good boy and gave me a cookie so that kind of make up for it. I'm still waiting for daddy to thank me.
After all this, we all got into the truck and went down to the cluster mail box to get our mail. Nothing good was there but it was a nice ride. We did see two deer that crossed the road in front of the truck. When we got back the UPS deliver lady came right when we pulled into the driveway so Coco and I started barking at her. Daddy got out and received two packages but momma made us stay in the truck until the delivery person left so I won't try to bite her.
We all went into the house and momma fixed dinner and we ate but then all the rains started. We had buckets and buckets of rain (flash flood). There was hail, lightning and lots and lots of thunderboomies. The humans haven't gotten around too fixing some of the grading issues that our property has so all the water caused mud to flow towards the house which isn't a good thing. There was even a small waterfall flowing down from the brim behind the house. Right now the rains have changed from torrential to a gentle sprinkle which is good. One thing I know for sure is that Coco and I are going to have lots of feetsie washes in our immediate future.
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.
September 8th 2013 8:07 am
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Yawn….Stretch…Yawn, Yawn…I’m worn out pups!!! What a PARTY it was! Last night around 11PM pupsies started heading for home with goodie bags that we put together for everyone. There were lots of bones, MEATS™, new stuffies, balls, Tawdry Terrier nail polish, meditation CD’s, water bowls and other nifty things to remind everyone of their time here in New Mexico.
We still have about 20 pups still sleeping as they couldn’t pull themselves away from the ghost stories that Winkie was telling. Nothing like dipping a beef rib in a container of Frosty paws while listening to Winkie tell his stories. Thank you Winkie for entertaining everyone!
Knock, knock, knock, - Excuse me someone is at the front door…
Daddy opens the door to find several angry neighbors standing on the concrete pad.
“Morning all, what may I do for you”?
“I’m the cattle rancher from down the road and there was a pack of wild dogs that broke into our beef herd and chased several of the cows away. Someone reported that you have a bunch of dogs and I was wondering if that is true.”
“I only have two dogs and here is one right down here – Puffy did you go chase this man’s cattle”?
“No daddy, I’m way to little to chase cattle, plus I have a bad knee so it would be impossible for me to do such a thing.”
“Well what about your other dog”?
“She is a small dog also, a little Shih Tzu so I don’t think she could have done it either. In fact, neither one of them ever leave our yard.”
The other angry people started talking out loud and one was a sheep rancher and the other was saying something about chickens but since they were all talking at the same time I was having a hard time understanding what was being said.
Daddy assured them that we were not the ones who did anything to their live stock but the beef rancher was shaking his head and saying there was even a report of a Lear jet had been parked in his pasture.
Daddy being daddy, couldn't help himself when he said "Well this is New Mexico so maybe it was an updated alien vessel." With that, daddy shut the door and looked at me and said I had a LOT of explaining to do, plus I was on restriction for stealing, can you believe it?
Oh well, whatever happens was worth it because it was a terrific end of summer party and I have lots and lots of left over Texas BBQ, MEATZ™, ribs, sausages and other yummy treats. I don’t even have to share them with Coco because she is missing. Yup, momma and daddy haven’t discovered that Hobo invited Coco to go back to California and hid her in his suitcase. I give Hobo 24 hours with her before he sends her back for being demanding, bossy and a total Princess – BOL, BOL
Thank you all for making this a great party. We’ll have to do it again after I get off of restriction – BOL, BOL
I'm going to go ask momma if she will drive my sleeping guests down to the train station when they wake up so they can get home safely without encountering any of those angry ranchers - BOL, BOL.
September 7th 2013 2:44 pm
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Oh my Dog!!! What a fun and busy day it is here at my party. The grills have been going non-stop and I’ve lost count on how many plates of food Ebby has had – BOL, BOL. Coco is right next to Ebby and they are both chowing down like there is no tomorrow. I suspect Coco’s tummy will be dragging on the ground before too long.
There was a round-up of some deer and elk but somehow Buddy got separated and went off on his own. When he came back he was dragging a mounted deer head. We all started howling and asked him where he found a taxidermist to do the mounting but just as he was going to explain, a car pulled up in the driveway and a very angry human got out. It turns out the mounted deer hear was “taken” from his house and the human wanted it back. Daddy came outside and apologized and gave the man a beer and some elk burgers to get Buddy off the hook. I should point out the Demon Flash Bandit our security officer was standing right next to the angry human just in case he had to intervene but luckily it didn’t come down to that. There were also some of the Angels crowding around to make sure everyone stayed calm – Thank you Jakie, Buttercup, Haro, Wishbone. There were other angels in the crowd but I couldn’t see your faces because Ernie George’s wings were blocking them – BOL.
There has been lots of action down at the lake as we made sure there was a grill down there along with a freezer full of Frosty paws for those who didn’t want to hike back up to the house. I’m surprised at the number of pups who actually like playing in water. Toto, Beanster, Ali, Jethro, are showing some of the other pups how to enjoy kayak rides. Of course Fizzy had to try to do it and didn’t listen to the given instructions and fell right into the lake. Zoe was barking her head off and I must admit it was funny.
Petey and Angel Zoom Smokie worked as a team to round up a lot of prairie dogs for our BBQ. And speaking of BBQ, those Texas pups Whitley and Finley sure do know how to do it right. OMD, I can’t stop licking the ribs as they are so good.
Mazy, Ceeley, Tux, Zoe, Pepper, Misty, Scooter, Cutter and some of the other smaller pups did a wonderful job of finding rabbits for our cook-out. Mazy gave everyone a lesson on what to do before the hunt since she has her own ranch and is in charge of rodent control. She was also nice enough to truck in some processed beef from her ranch for our enjoyment. Thank you Mazy!
The scavenger hunt was “interesting”. Somehow Halo managed to bring back a live skunk!!!! Talk about stink – WOW!!! Some of the other pups wanted to taste skunk meat but we decided instead to take it out by the lake and let it go. Halo did the honors and then came back for her bath with some skunk odor remover that momma happened to have handy – LOL.
Well I better get back to my hosting job and keeping an eye on Hobo to make sure he is behaving himself. And speaking of Hobo, he sure is trying to set up his fursister with Zaidie – BOL, BOL. I must say that Zaidie could be a model as he looks so handsome in his pilot’s uniform.
September 7th 2013 9:06 am
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The party is in full swing and we are still having pups arriving. It’s a good thing our property is over 5 acres as it gives us lots of room to spread out in.
Right now we have the butt sniffing contest going on. There are three volunteers with their butts aligned to a whole that is covered with a thin cloth. The contestants have to walk down and sniff each butt and then tell me who each one is. Thus far, no one has been able to get all three correct but everyone is having a great time so that’s all that matters.
The Frosty paw booth is also a major hit. Hershey and Winkie set it up in a very nice spot and it is so inviting: nothing like a cool Frosty paw when the sun is shining down.
Zaidie arrived last night in his Lear jet and he had a ton of fresh MEATZ™ which everyone is currently enjoying. He even brought some Haggis with him and we are just waiting for it to get cooked so we can all see what it taste like.
Momma has been keeping a close eye on Hobo to make sure he doesn’t sneak off with Coco. She says something about Coco being a “good” girl and that she wants to make sure she stays that way.
Ebby has not moved away from the grill and I think she is on her third plate of MEATZ™. I just love a girl with a healthy appetite.
The Tawdry Terrier tent is going well. Finley and Whitley are making sure everyone has nice shiny toes. I even had my toes painted and must say they look really pretty. Arleenton wants her nails painted also but I’m too busy right now to take her over to the tent: maybe later.
Oops, got to go I hear we are getting ready to go look for some deer…
Everyone is welcome to come over and party with us. We have lots of food, well water, which for those of you who have never had well water it is much better than the stuff you get in the cities, and other treats.
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