Gentle readers, I have been somewhat remiss in my posting, but these puppies are keeping me busy AND tired. I thought I got tired after a race meet, but this takes the cake!
The Human Servant finally allowed me to make another video.
The music is by Coldplay (Lovers in Japan).
I hope you all enjoy. Now, back to the puppies....errr, lumps with legs!
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Thursday, November 27, 2008
The puppies, live. Sometimes.
We'll see if this link works. For obvious reasons (or maybe not), the camera won't be on all the time.
Streaming live video by Ustream
Streaming live video by Ustream
Happy Turkey Day
Well, gentle readers, it is that infamous Turkey Day. I never have quite understood it, but it usually means some delectable bits for me, so I am OK with the tradition.
My little blind wigglers continue to grow. I find that I am having retrain that human servant of mine, though (does one EVER get them appropriately trained?). For some reason, that poor simple woman got the idea that I should stop running with them. Let me tell you, my figure has gotten better since the wigglers came, but a girl STILL needs her exercise. The Blind Wigglers will do well enough for a FEW minutes while we go run. I have had to put up quite the stink to hit the road again.
As the saying goes, the milk bar is still open. Here are my girls imbibing: Katie, Josey, Sweets and Layla. Goober Jr's body is hanging out, but you can't see his head.
Below, Sweet and Katie. They do make a neat set, don't they?
Josey, capturing some Z's, I think. Hard to tell since their eyes are closed all the time.
Layla. She's beginning to look like a bear with those nails. Once again, the human servant is lacking in the training department.
You guessed it. Goober Jr. For a boy, he's pretty cure even if he does have a big head.
Gobble up them turkeys, all! I do hope the servant didn't forget THAT!
My little blind wigglers continue to grow. I find that I am having retrain that human servant of mine, though (does one EVER get them appropriately trained?). For some reason, that poor simple woman got the idea that I should stop running with them. Let me tell you, my figure has gotten better since the wigglers came, but a girl STILL needs her exercise. The Blind Wigglers will do well enough for a FEW minutes while we go run. I have had to put up quite the stink to hit the road again.
As the saying goes, the milk bar is still open. Here are my girls imbibing: Katie, Josey, Sweets and Layla. Goober Jr's body is hanging out, but you can't see his head.
Below, Sweet and Katie. They do make a neat set, don't they?Josey, capturing some Z's, I think. Hard to tell since their eyes are closed all the time.
Layla. She's beginning to look like a bear with those nails. Once again, the human servant is lacking in the training department.
You guessed it. Goober Jr. For a boy, he's pretty cure even if he does have a big head.
Gobble up them turkeys, all! I do hope the servant didn't forget THAT!
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Busy times
Dear readers, I have been quite busy. Suddenly, all I want to do is take care of the puppies, although I must admit I felt the first desire to leave them yesterday when mom took the other wayward whippets up to the Whippet Ranch. I could smell it on them when they came back. I don't mind that they went to have fun. Obviously, the wigglers are too small (I mean, they could never wiggle across the grass. It's just been a long time. The cows have been on the dog side.
Here's some pictures from today. Not much change, but they are growing.
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Mom put together a video for me.
I hope you all enjoy. The last video was from yesterday, the others were taken on Wednesday.
Here's some pictures from today. Not much change, but they are growing.
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Mom put together a video for me.
I hope you all enjoy. The last video was from yesterday, the others were taken on Wednesday.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Well, color me purple
Gentle readers (you guys and gals are gentle, right?), it was NOT gas. Somehow, the human servant and I had a tremendous misunderstanding. I didn't have bloat from Peanuts, I had GABNUTS inside, and if the human servant would just speak canine, she meant PUPPIES inside. Hoowee!
Now, let me tell you (and the gentlest readers, just don't read the following paragraph, it's a little gory), getting those Gabnuts out was no easy process. I had all these twitching and twatching going on inside. The servant slept with me Monday night in that funny box (I told you she was losing her marbles, right?). Tuesday morning, she told me that the Gabnuts would be coming soon, but I just seemed to have to go out and poop a lot. Unfortunately, the servant had to go to her real job, so she left me with the nice girl. After another hour without a nut appearing (if they had sifted through my poop they might have....oh, never mind), the servant called the girl and told her to take me to Dr. Poke and Gas. My friends who have the dear Patience as their servant go to Dr. Poke n' Stick, but my guy gives me Gas every time it seems (when he doesn't Poke that is). Usually, I wake up drunk, but this time I woke up drunk with puppies!!! Go figure. And that bad bloat is gone.
I have a total of five. The servant said that she wants a girl, but you know humans! Even though I gave her 4 girls and a boy, she likes the boy, best so far. We call him Goober Jr cause he looks like me. All the Gabnuts have temporary names: Goober Jr, Layla, Sweets, Whitie and Josie (formerly blondie).
I don't know what ol' Poke and Gas put in the gas this time, but all of a sudden, I have this tremendous rage towards my house mates. The servant tells me that it is OK, I am just protecting the Gabnuts. Well, duh. They are all blind right now and really don't have their sea legs at all.
I hope you enjoy the video I threw together.
Music credit: God Bless Texas by Little Texas
Gentle readers, keep coming back because I think there are going to be lots of pictures of these nuts!
Now, let me tell you (and the gentlest readers, just don't read the following paragraph, it's a little gory), getting those Gabnuts out was no easy process. I had all these twitching and twatching going on inside. The servant slept with me Monday night in that funny box (I told you she was losing her marbles, right?). Tuesday morning, she told me that the Gabnuts would be coming soon, but I just seemed to have to go out and poop a lot. Unfortunately, the servant had to go to her real job, so she left me with the nice girl. After another hour without a nut appearing (if they had sifted through my poop they might have....oh, never mind), the servant called the girl and told her to take me to Dr. Poke and Gas. My friends who have the dear Patience as their servant go to Dr. Poke n' Stick, but my guy gives me Gas every time it seems (when he doesn't Poke that is). Usually, I wake up drunk, but this time I woke up drunk with puppies!!! Go figure. And that bad bloat is gone.
I have a total of five. The servant said that she wants a girl, but you know humans! Even though I gave her 4 girls and a boy, she likes the boy, best so far. We call him Goober Jr cause he looks like me. All the Gabnuts have temporary names: Goober Jr, Layla, Sweets, Whitie and Josie (formerly blondie).
I don't know what ol' Poke and Gas put in the gas this time, but all of a sudden, I have this tremendous rage towards my house mates. The servant tells me that it is OK, I am just protecting the Gabnuts. Well, duh. They are all blind right now and really don't have their sea legs at all.
I hope you enjoy the video I threw together.
Music credit: God Bless Texas by Little Texas
Gentle readers, keep coming back because I think there are going to be lots of pictures of these nuts!
Monday, November 17, 2008
BAD gas
Well, nothing has changed. This weekend, the servant was even odder than normal, was even more bizarre than normal, watching everything that I was doing. If she is so observant, why does she not observe, and then help me with this expanding girth problem, hmmmm?
Even odder, she hired another servant to sit with me today. How odd? She had to go to work -- something about making money to support the peanuts. Buhleeve you me, after what i have been going through, I won't be eating any more of those peanuts that put me in this spot. She could have stayed at home. I wish she had. I got really sad missing her. The other lady didn't know me. I also had some really BAD gas pain that made me cry. The servant says that is because the nuts are moving around....once again, I have totally sworn off nuts.
Have I mentioned recently that humans are just weird?
Do you guys think that Beano stuff might help?
Even odder, she hired another servant to sit with me today. How odd? She had to go to work -- something about making money to support the peanuts. Buhleeve you me, after what i have been going through, I won't be eating any more of those peanuts that put me in this spot. She could have stayed at home. I wish she had. I got really sad missing her. The other lady didn't know me. I also had some really BAD gas pain that made me cry. The servant says that is because the nuts are moving around....once again, I have totally sworn off nuts.
Have I mentioned recently that humans are just weird?
Do you guys think that Beano stuff might help?
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
OK, gentle readers (or, perhaps I need to be appealing to the not so gentle readers), this metabolic derangement continues, AND it is really beginning to bother me. Can you see???? Darby says he can't but he is just a stupid boy.
My belly is expanding. The really embarrassing thing...my belly is beginning to leak this white fluid. Now, that just can't be good.
I continue my yoga, but I fear it just is not doing the trick? Does the servant care? Nah. No. Nope. On top of that, the servant has been getting the wrong king of food recently. Worse gas EVER. You can even see my tummy rumble from outside!
Course, like I was writing earlier...she has gone off her bonkers AND her rockers. See the gate around the box? I know. Embarrassing on too many fronts to even count.
Gentle readers (and not so gentle readers), I am beginning to fear for my future. Send the troops....please.
My belly is expanding. The really embarrassing thing...my belly is beginning to leak this white fluid. Now, that just can't be good.
I continue my yoga, but I fear it just is not doing the trick? Does the servant care? Nah. No. Nope. On top of that, the servant has been getting the wrong king of food recently. Worse gas EVER. You can even see my tummy rumble from outside!
Course, like I was writing earlier...she has gone off her bonkers AND her rockers. See the gate around the box? I know. Embarrassing on too many fronts to even count.
Gentle readers (and not so gentle readers), I am beginning to fear for my future. Send the troops....please.
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