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If I hide my head in these leaves, maybe she won’t see me?

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I love you too!I’m back!  Remember me?

My name is Pichu and  I am visiting these strange old people again.  They think I am absolutely the most wonderful, adorable, sweetest, cutest pup in the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia (or maybe even further afield).

I am theirs for a day (and a night too) but this day is speeding by since I am very busy having fun.

First they gave me a cup of Frosty Paws (doggy ice cream).  Wow!  I wonder if there are more of those around.

Then the lady and I went for a short walk so I could explore the grounds.  I have been here before but the smells of the wild are always different you know.

Then it was back inside for a bone chewing marathon.  It took awhile butI won!Bone Chewing Time Out

Some of my old squeaky toys are here too, and some new ones, so I figured she wanted to play.  And I was right.Do you really think you can get this toy

Then the man said, “Let’s go OUT!”  We all went out and I ran as fast as I could around all that grassy space.  I ran so fast the lady started laughing and that made me want to run even faster.

I ran so fast I got pretty worn out.What a good boy you are

They had their dinner and gave me little bites of yummy chicken since they could tell I needed more energy.

But a nap is definitely in order now, even if it is before bedtime.

All the Comforts

 

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Ellie came to get him this morning – her sweet perfectly well behaved dog, Pichu.

I did not cry but if he had been here one more day I think I would have.

We were just getting to know each other well and made great strides this morning.

Frame #1: Pichu – “I know this is my bed, but I would rather be on yours!”

I See You

Frame #2: Pichu – “Is this really o.k.?”

I Have a Feeling I am Not Supposed to be Up Here!

I Have a Feeling I am Not Supposed to be Up Here!

But we gathered up his belongings,

the toys he ignored in favor of new donations,

his food and snacks,

and his bed he may or may not have slept in.

We do not know where Pichu decided to sleep but he never made a sound all night and left us to our own slumber undisturbed.

Like I said, Pichu is a perfectly well behaved dog.  Ellie and her family deserve accolades.

He is also the softest dog ever and a great hugger.

Anyway, we loved having a golden visitor who made us laugh and almost cry for other lost canine loves.

Farewell Pichu!

And we mean it when we say, “Come again soon.”

 

 

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Bill and I made a new friend today.  I think he likes us.

He was a little apprehensive at first but loosened up after a snack and conversation.

His name is Pichu and we will be dog-sitting soon.  Today was just a day to see if we liked each other.

I think Bill and Pichu may have made a connection don’t you?

And we were both delighted to have a furry critter in the house once again!

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Boring Croche?

I went to the second crochet class.  Part of the fun is in Talking While you Knit (crochet).  These are ladies who collectively appear to be creatively demure and concentrated upon making a beginner’s “market bag.”

However they may not be exactly what they seem.   We were discussing what goes on at knitting retreats (do you really want to know this?), but we finally got to talking about nicknames like “Beetle.”  Innocent topic right?

I am blessed with various nicknames, depending upon what folks are around.  There’s Dorf, Dorfy,Dot, Dottie, Dor, Dora, Doranne, Dork, and Snort.  I told the crochet ladies, “Some very dear friends always call me Dork.

(By the way, Thank you so much for that fun nickname Debbie, Scott, Pam and Janet!)

There was a kind of silence around the crochet table.

I suppose “Dork” is a somewhat derisive nickname but my friends always say it tenderly so I never object.  This has been going on through 40 years of friendship and I always thought Dork meant Endearing.

However,  one beautiful young lady in my sweet, demure crochet group said, “It means a whale’s penis!”

Huh?

I insisted, “No, it means a kind of funny, silly but very sweet and wonderful person”.

In the group’s relentless search for the truth, wouldn’t you know they looked it up?

Well, to my dismay, it does mean a kind of disjointed foolish person, but a dork is also

A WHALE’S THINGY!

Photo from en.wikipedia.org

Humpback Whale Photo from
en.wikipedia.org

That’s it!  Debbie (the original perpetrator), Scott, Pam and Janet will now be given firm instructions to invent a better nickname!  I will no longer respond to that one.

Imagine?

The things you learn in crochet class!

The blue whale’s penis, or dork, is the largest that ever existed. 

(Do you really need to know this?)

The average size for an adult male is 5m (15 feet)! 

The testicles weight 10kg (22 pounds). 

The blue whale can produce between 3-20 gallons of sperm during its mating season.  

From http://www.urbandictionary.com 

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How to Choose the Right Bird Feeder: 9 Steps (with Pictures) http://www.wikihow.com My bird feeder.jpg

 

I knew the bird feeder was hanging from a slightly loose screw.

No time to tighten or re-position it under the eaves because we were just returning from vacation and facing shopping, laundry, and re-connections with humans.  I filled it that morning and thought to adjust things later in the day.  At least the birds would have a first meal after weeks of missing me.

 But, in an hour or so when I returned the feeder was gone.  Well, it must have simply dropped from that loose screw onto the ground but it was nowhere to be found.

The Mystery of the Disappearing Feeder

There’s a thief here in Virginia

who stole my perfect feeder

depriving me of viewing pleasure

and the birds their welcome dinner.

A search below deck, round and round

– no feeder was in sight.

Who planned the cunning caper

and not even in the night?

Who was the canny critter with all that derring-do,

who took such great advantage of a little loose screw?

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20150116_102920After I have finished reading a book, I forget it.  Well, most times.  Especially if it is fiction.  The upside of this is I can read the same book several times and always think it’s new.

After a week in my life is gone, I forget it.  Well, most times.  Especially if I am tired out and sleeping off a lot of excitement.

Today, Friday, I am staring at a blank page.  Can we call a backlit white space on a computer screen a “page”?

What did I do since last Friday that would warrant remembering?  And what could possibly interest my blogger family out there?

Lemme know if any of these “Randoms” leave you breathless o.k.?

  • I made a cake for an upcoming block party but my grandgirls ate it.
  • I made a second cake for the same upcoming block party.  Same cake.  Same party.  It escaped unscathed as it is hidden now in a spare bedroom.
  • Our son, three granddaughters, and a possum came for a visit so I spent one whole day making beds and preparing advance meals.  No problem.  Excitement mounted.  The beds were not for the possum although one grandgirl wanted to let him in.  This was Mr. Possum’s second visit!  Can he be domesticated?
  • We talked, laughed, got caught up, played scrabble, watched funny movies and made our traditional grocery store Runs for Survival.  Each college girl gets a canvas shopping bag she can fill to the brim (and over the brim) with snacks, goodies, and some real food for her dorm room.  It used to be a $5 run to the Dollar Store but times have changed haven’t they?
  • Soon, well fed and stocked with provisions, our son and granddaughters left.  I spent another whole day making beds and my own Survival Run to restock pantry and refrigerator.  The possum returned once but seemed to know the food was gone, family time was over and he hasn’t come back.
  • Another day was spent well, sleeping – like falling asleep between meals and before bedtime, and once standing up at the sink.  How exciting can you get?
  •  I added three pages to a real book I am writing, so I am three pages past the Introduction.  This is a definite sign of recovery.  I started writing the book last spring.

Next, you will be quizzed on this report.

Can you remember anything about my Friday Randoms?

 

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