Posts Tagged ‘grains’

Honesty is the best policy

February 27, 2009

(*From DawgMom~Don’t know what the deal is with wordpress today, but I can’t seem to keep the fonts all the same color or things centered the way I want so….)

Wow! Imagine our surprise when we found out Sushi, Dolby & Murphy gave us an award! How cool is that?! There are rules (of course, ain’t there always rules?) So here we go…….

honest-scrap-award

“When accepting this auspicious award, you must write a post bragging about it, including the name of the misguided soul who thinks you deserve such acclaim, and link back to said person so everyone knows he or she is real. Choose a minimum of 7 blogs that you find brilliant in content or design. Or improvise by including bloggers who have no idea who you are because you don’t have 7 friends. Show the 7 random victims’ names and links and leave a harassing comment informing them that they were prized with “Honest Weblog”. Well, there’s no prize, but they can keep the nifty icon. List at least ten honest things about yourself. Then, pass it on!”

DawgMom had to play the stupid draw straws game to see which one of us got to tell the truth and Pappy won. But then Feather got the great idea that we could all take turns telling the truth about ourselves! And since there’s 3 of us, we’ll do 4 each, that’s the only fair way to do it & it keeps whiney baby Pappy quiet for a while. So here we go:

Feather’s confessions:

1) I started my life off with LOTS of health problems. I have grain allergies & demodectic mange that are being managed now with our Raw Diet.

MMM Chicken Livers, see my big bowl?

MMM Chicken Livers, see my big bowl?

 

 

2) I love it when DawgMom holds me on her lap like a baby. Nevermind that I weigh 61 pounds & it makes her legs go to sleep, it’s comforting to me & that’s all that matters, ain’t it??Camping in Gettysburg, PA

3) I “talk” ALOT! I can make Wookie sounds, cry baby sounds & I can even do elk calls if we ever decide to go elk hunting.

 See? I can talk!

 

 

 

 

4) I am white, but not if I can help it. I try to do things to stay in fashion. I was even purple one time!

 Purple is my color, don't you think?

Darla’s Confessions
1) I am a Daddy’s girl, BIG TIME!
 

Me & Dad winning BOV at a dog show

Me & Dad winning BOV at a dog show


2) I am a supervisor & I take my job seriously, especially making sure that our new house in the woods is being done right.

Did that tile man get the new kitchen floor layed right??

Did that tile man get the new kitchen floor layed right??

3) I loves, loves, LOVES me some ribscicles! DawgMom makes sure we always have ribscicles in the freezer & boy oh boy are they gooood!

I LOVES me some ribscicles!!

I LOVES me some ribscicles!!

4) I am bootimous & I know it! DawgMom even left a mirror out so I can gaze upon myself whenever I want to.

Just look at that bootimous Bullie girl!

Just look at that bootimous Bullie girl!


Pappy’s confessions:
 1) I am the baby of the bunch, I just turned 1 year old on the 25th! DawgMom gave me a cool new birfday toy that I use for a pillow at night.

Cool new birfday combo pillow/toy

 

 

2) I can cover my ownself up with a bankie when I’m ready to take a nap.

It's chilly, where's my bankie?.

 

3) I hate, hate, HATE chicken livers! They are nasty no matter how DawgMom tries to fix them. I WILL NOT eat them, no way, no how. But I do love me some cottage cheese & bananas, it’s so good I always manage to get it all over my nose.
Cottage cheese on my nose.
Cottage cheese on my nose.

 4) I am so ready for spring & I am sick of my swimming pool being empty, so I fixed that dumb old pool but good. Bet it won’t hold water now!!

I showed that dumb waterless pool!

I showed that dumb waterless pool!

 Now, we have to choose 7 bloggies to give this award to and we chose:

Bolo that cool Shar Pei, Daisy the bootimous Pink girl, Gavin & Patty the Bull Terriers, Rudy Tootie the Agility Bedlington, Stanislaw the raw meat eater, Nigel & his crew and All Them Whippets.

If you have already gotten this award, sorry for the double up, and if someone can tell us how to get this award in our sidebar, we’d appreciate it. DawgMom tends to get a little silly about trying to figure things out on this here ‘puter sometimes.

Hucklebutts & good times to all,

Feather Louise, Darla Jean & Pappy Joe

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Is DawgMom ‘llergic too?

February 11, 2009
Tryin to help DawgMom to feel better

Tryin to help DawgMom to feel better

I think DawgMom must be ‘llergic to grains too, just like me. I heard her while she was on the phone, tell DawgDaddy  she had a “my-grain” headache. I don’t know what kind of grain a “my-grain” is, but it must be pretty yukky. Just look at that picture of DawgMom up there, look how bad her face looks, that “my-grain” must be really bad stuff. I can’t figure out why DawgMom keeps eatin them “my-grains” if they make her feel so bad and make such uggie faces. That was me last time she ate them grains tryin to help her feel better.  I been tryin to get ever’body in this house to be quiet, apparently when you eat “my-grains” you can’t stand noises. And of course, all these bratty little brothers and sisters only think about themselves and are tryin’ to boss DawgMom into letting them outside every 20 minutes. What’s up with that anyway?  I mean, us Bullies know how to be good, but not them little monsters, brats, brothers and sisters of ours. This is what Darla is doin so she don’t make too much noise, playin tent games. See her white stripe on her nose in the lower right corner?

Darla tryin to be quiet

Darla tryin to be quiet

 Maybe DawgMom needs to start eatin the raw diet like we do, then she won’t have them “my-grains” layin around, making her eat them. I’m just at my wit’s end tryin to figure out what to do for her. It worries me when she don’t feel good. I follow her everywhere she goes just in case she needs me or something. I know she appreciates me being so attentive, she told me I was her little “Scotch” not sure what that means, but she told DawgDaddy I was like a piece of tape on her butt. She said I was doing a good job takin care of her. It’s not really that hard, this is what we have been doing for most of the day.

We all try to help her if she needs it

We all try to help her if she needs it

That was last time she ate “my-grains” DawgDaddy sneaked in on us and took a picture of us all trying to be close and snuggie to DawgMom. I hope she feels better soon, it’s hard tryin to keep all the little monsters dogs in line around here by myself. I hope she will learn her lesson and stop eatin them “my-grains” I told her, she’s probably ‘llergic just like me. Well, it’s time for me to go get all the little brats dogs back in the house, then I’m off to go back to bed with DawgMom, I hope DawgDaddy doesn’t work late tonight, being a nurse is hard work.

Hucklebutts (quietly)