Friday, 14 November 2014

Bugsy & Knuckles On Fun Friday!



Follow the fun adventures of Bugsy and Knuckles.


Guaranteed to bring a smile to your face.




A purrfect Christmas present for all those kitty lovers out there and those who love good humour.




Lou's blog can be found here.

Have a fun Friday all and check put Bugsy and Knuckles and there very clever and talented mum.


Wednesday, 12 November 2014

Tuesday, 11 November 2014

At 11am On The 11th Day Of The 11th Month We Remember!


And the moat at The Tower of London is now full of poppies. 



888,245 poppies in honour of those fallen with the last to be placed at 11am.


Today At 11am On The 11th Day Of The 11th Month we remember those who gave their lives for us. 



Have a terrific Tuesday all.

Monday, 10 November 2014

Bone Of Contention On Moanday Monday!


Now 'Wonder Boy' knows I love him lots but I have to admit the feeling is not always mutual. Take the other day when I was busy doing stuff round his house. Peeps as usual was not paying me enough attention so I decided to amuse myself by playing 'Hide The Pirate Trash-ure' (term courtesy of Easy). Whizz on and it is dark o clock and 'WB' comes home after a night on the tiles and crashes into bed. As the morning came he is in bed wondering what the nasty scratchy thing is. OK so he finds....
1/ Chewed manky raw hide...
2/ Pink Bunny with arty drool stains
3/ Spootnik which recently had an outing in the flower bed
4/ Fluffy chick still to be de-stuffed
5/ Mini tennis ball loving rescued from the park and bought home
and lastly but not least
6/ Jumbo bone which I was saving for when they leave me for 87 gazillion hours home alone. Sadly this has now been consumed as I resorted to comfort eating as I was so stressed.
So darn ungrateful he is. I have now been told in no uncertain terms my trash-ure is not appreciated and if I have to burry stuff do it in my own home.  Drats so i'll just have to roll on his bed when I come back from the park having rolled in stinky goodness then.  I think he might appreciate that don't you?

Have a marvellous Monday all and don't forget to make some time for some mischief today.

Sunday, 9 November 2014

Share It Sunday, Bicontinetal Dachshund!

Nominated by guest blogger Bouncing Bertie.


Our Beloved Truffle


Dear Hearts and Kindred Spirits,

On the morning of July 30, our beloved Truffle crossed over the Rainbow Bridge. As our very special vet Dr. Ward helped him peacefully transition, Truffle was surrounded by his loving family: Mom, Tootsie, Dachshund Daddy, and Grandpa.


Truffle's earthly remains are planted in our Idaho garden. His green collar is clipped on the fence. In death, he joins beloved doggies: Terra, Max, Brycie, Keisha, and Daisy. Truffle's memorial service included a reading of Mark Strand's great dog poems. Here's a link to Strand's "Great Dog Poem #2." Mom substituted the name "Rex" with "Truff."


Our loyal, lovely, faithful Truffle lived a long, rewarding life. In 2001, when he was about two years of age and his name was Robert Moose, he was adopted by Grandma and joined fur-siblings Max, Bryce, and Keisha. Over the years, he grew very close to Mom and Keisha. Keisha and Truffle loved to French kiss.


In the fall of 2006, Mom took Truffle on a road trip across the country, all the way to Bar Harbor, Maine, and back to Idaho.


In his thirteen year tenure at the family home in Antelope Valley, Truffle had to watch all his friends leave, including young Daisy, whose premature death after an ill-fated encounter with a moose left the whole family broken-hearted.


Thank you, Truffle, for being our faithful friend and my fur-brother. Thank you for welcoming me to the family.


Mom's note: The day before we helped Truff pass over, Truff howled inconsolably--from pain or confusion. While Truff could howl a hound's lament, this was something quite different. Grandpa, who was his best friend these past years, knew it was time. We didn't want Truffle to suffer. I sat with Truffle on the couch and heard, very clearly, in my brain, "It's time." I have heard all my dogs say this to me, at the end, before their transition. 

After Truffle passed, Tootsie walked close to him and cuddled up next to him, putting her short leg on his haunch.

Here is Professor Emeritus Truffle on the couch.


We wish to thank our special vet Dr. Michelle Ward who provided graceful, compassionate care to us in our time of need. Thank you.


Love to all,

Tootsie and Family

P.s.: You can read more about Truffle's life in this very special post written by Mom in 2010


Continuing to give something back on 'Share It Sunday'
We all share and we grow together.
Pop over and say hello and make a new friend.

Friday, 7 November 2014

Pumpkin Carving The Alternative On Freaky Friday!


Well spook day may have been and gone but next year if pumpkin carving is a bit of a chore for you here is an alternative way to make a Jack O Lantern without lifting a finder. Good to see those pesky tree rats are good for something. It is a tad long so skip the middle bit and jump to the big reveal.



Have a fabulous Friday all.