WHAT HAPPENED LAST SUNDAY EVENING

Last Sunday, we all decided to spend the evening at home. We came back from an early walk, had an early dinner and settled down in front of the television.

Mummy and Daddy were all set to watch the finals of the IPL 2010, the biggest cricket game ever.

Initially it was pretty interesting. We kept getting small treats from whatever Mum n Dad were munching, while they kept rooting loudly for a team called ‘Mumbai Indians’.

Ginger and I tried to follow the match mostly because Daddy says, 'A Family that watches a match together, stays together'.

(Me concentrating)

(Ginger concentrating)

But I, personally, got bored very fast.
Mummy could sense I was bored and gave me a few belly-rubs. Ginger too got a few chin-rubs. But nothing helped to decrease the boredom.

What was this? One man throws the ball (that looks exactly like mine) and another, instead of catching it hits it hard with a bat!
To add to that, there were so many men running after the ball, none really able to get to the ball quick enough!
Huh! I could do better any day. And they call themselves professionals. Tch Tch..I shook my head to myself!

 Anyway, I soon fell asleep at Daddy’s feet. And so did Ginger.

After sometime we woke up, realising that it was very quiet. Why wasn’t there any rooting going on? The match wasn’t over yet.
Mummy looked at our ‘just up from a deep sleep’ dazed faces and laughed. 'Were we game for a midnight walk?' she asked.
WoW! Yes, Yes, Yes…which Dawg in his right mind says “NO” to a walk?

OK, I get it. Her team was losing. No big surprise, the way these guys couldn’t even fetch a ball.

The walk cheered us all up. The best thing about a midnight walk is that there is no one on the roads and Mummy lets us go off without a leash.
Now, don’t get me wrong and venture out yourself. These are not the main roads which have fast night traffic, just our colony lanes.
We went and checked if our neighbours, the two Persian cats were awake. But no, not a wiff. Not that we were bothered though!

We checked on Hardy Boy, our Doberman friend. But he too was asleep.

                                                            (Ginger at Hardy's Gate)


So we just checked the peemails and enjoyed the night air.

The sky made a beautiful picture of light and shade as the moon got hidden by some floating clouds.
Daddy got busy with his camera and here is what he caught.

 

Finally we all came back, washed up and snuggled off to sleep.

And I don’t think Mum and Dad were all that sad that their team lost. The night air had done them good.
Maybe next time these cricketers would take a Labradude like me in the team. They would be un-beatable!


Wags,

We Too Wanna have A 'WORDLESS WEDNESDAY'

Well, Almost wordless...

(I'd like to let u all know that I'd already had my share and just posed because Mummy said 'PLEASE' like a hundred times!)

(That is a real smoked Shank Bone. My friend Mowgli's dad who gifted this said I'd take 2 yrs to break it (that's Mowli's record). I did it in 10 mins- into 5 small pieces which I shared with Ginger.

I'm not the official family chewer for no reason!)

DADDY'S JEANS

Buddy asked Mummy to post this story for him. He himself is snoring away to glory, dreaming his cat chasing dreams, I am sure!
Mummy is tired but she just cannot say 'No' to us, especially when we give her our legendary 'too cute to resist' looks!
This story was published in Mummy's personal blog long before Buddy and I started blogging.
Here it is, once again making its pawmark here....


For the last two days I have been asking Mummy to type this story for me. But she has hardly been talking properly. Now mummy not talking, that is SERIOUS!


She has her nose buried in this book. Last night she was still reading after all the crickets, owls and bats had gone to sleep.
I licked her twice, reminding her of the lateness of the hour. She just hugged me (arggh..as usual,she just hugs all the time) and told me to go to sleep.
How can I sleep with that light shining and she crying into her book time and again? Finally, she slept. But it was already time for those noisy birds living in the right hand corner of our garden to be up. Somehow I tried to sleep, tucking my nose and ears deep under daddy’s feet.

I think mummy is done with her book today because she has been following daddy all over the house talking as fast as I wag my tail. I also heard her saying she is going to help me and Ginger with our stories.

Now, promise me you won’t be angry with me. I chewed daddy’s jeans the other day.

I know, I know. I am just NOT supposed to do such things. But I can explain..Plzzz?

I was so bored.
Daddy and Mummy had gone off  to work/hunting, though I cannot understand why they should go everyday. That big, cold box is full of so many goodies already.
I asked Ginger but she wouldn’t play. Said she has to catch up on her beauty sleep. Huh..GIRLS!!

I chewed on my toys for a while.

But then there was that jeans on the bed. It smelled just so nice…reminded me of the thick bushes in the field that daddy takes us to for our morning play. It even had a little bit of the mud that I had splashed in that morning.
Just how much can a Dawg resist?

It was mummy who found the jeans. She shrieked, ‘look what Buddy has done!’ And then she started laughing.

But daddy had the most severe look I had ever seen. He stared at me sternly and said I was a bad boy. So I didn’t jump up to lick his nose like I always do. And he wouldn’t hug me like he always does when he comes back from his hunting trips.
I was really sad. I sat down and wanted to cry. But mummy came and hugged me tight and said it was alright.
Then daddy started laughing too and said I looked real cute. CUTE! Calling a boy Cute? Oh ok, if it means I am forgiven, its ok I guess.

Mummy said it was daddy’s fault, not mine. He shouldn’t have left the muddy jeans lying on the bed. How can a Dawg resist? Besides, that pair was getting old and should have been abandoned long back.

Dog bless her!

She said she will stitch a pair of patch-work shorts out of those jeans so daddy won’t be sad. And she cut out some parts and gave them to me. So I won’t chew any more whole clothes.

But they no longer smell nice. They smell of that white powder mummy uses to dip all her clothes in from time to time. Yuckss!!

MONDAY MAGIC: My Family

Mummy and Daddy came back very late from work today.
Mummy also brought back a number of large bags with loads of stuff with confusing smells. And then we all went out to our neighbourhood jogging field for an evening-run.

By the time we washed, ate dinner and settled down, it was more than 14 hours since mummy had woken up in the morning today!!

No wonder her eyelids are drooping shut now and she can barely keep awake.
I want her to sleep well. Daddy and Buddy are already snoring!! Huh..Boyz!

So I'm just posting this picture of 'My Family'- My Monday Magic.

After all a loving family Is Magic. Don't you concur?

(Sorry, I saw a rather interesting movement in the tree on my left just as the camera clicked!)

Wags n Licks to all,
Hearfelt Zen wishes n Pawyers for  Digby,

PRAYER for DIGBY

All of us here are so sorry to see Digby so sick. We know how sad Digby's family must be.
Everyone surely misses his daily activities which,over time, are so taken for granted.

We Dawgs are fighters. Never ever do we give up easily. We are very positive that Digby will finally come out of it victorious.

Our paws are crossed in Prawyer. Mummy and Daddy are sending a lot of positive thoughts too.
We also wish a lot of Hope and Courage for Digby's family.
Thank you very much Booker Man, for letting us know about Digby's illness.

Here is a little poem for DIGBY:

I wish I had a magic wand

To make it go away;
I'd wave my scepter over you
Until you were okay.




I'd think good thoughts; I'd send you love;
I'd transmit healing vibes;
My wand and I would surely beat
Whatever the doc prescribes.




But there is no magic scepter, so
I cannot cast a spell;
Just know you're often in my thoughts,
And I hope you'll soon be well!

(By Joanna Fuchs, http://www.poemsource.com)

Dear Digby

Heaps of Love

  and

FRIDAY FUN FOOD....Slurp!!

Look what Mummy made for us today…ICE –CREAM!!




Daddy was pretty sceptical about the success of this venture because this was Mummy’s first shot at making ice-cream.

He even brought home one large block from the super-store in case Mummy’s stuff did not turn out right and we all remained sad for the day!!
How very mean! (wink! we don’t mind though, it has 10% extra!)

But then, Mummy’s home-made Ice-Cream turned out just fine. And we all slurrrped it off, including Daddy!

(Come on Mummy,can't u see it's melting?)

(Now, Don't drop it Ginger!)

(Daddy showed us where we got some on our paw)

(Like always, from Daddy's share)

(Ginger also has perfected the art of begging succesfully!)

(She got some on her lovely nose)

(And I licked it off)

(Finally,from Mummy's share too)

And don’t you forget about that Huge Block still in the refrigerator! Guaranteed supply for at least the next 5 days….(Lip Smacking Licks)

Thank You, Mummy. We looovvveee you.....

LET"S CELEBRATE EARTH DAY

I would feel more optimistic about a bright future for man if he spent less time proving that he can outwit Nature and more time tasting her sweetness and respecting her seniority.
~Elwyn Brooks White, Essays of E.B. White, 1977


Hey Pawple, Don’t you think this EBW person thinks like us Dawgs, feels our love for all things ‘nature’?


It is Earth Day today.

We Dawgs have had a relationship with nature long before we came to live with Hooman-kind. Even today we are happier when we are out on a trek, hike or just a simple peaceful walk.

Do I see a lot of paws thumping agreement?

We believe it is very important to start training our hoomans to help us cut down on Carbon-Pawprints before it is too late.

We have come up with a few ideas. Please feel free to add some of your own tips. We shall feature them in our blog with your name.

Tips for our Hoomans:

1. Use Bio-degradable bags instead of plastic bags to scoop up our poop (thank you Mummy n Daddy for picking up after us)

2. Walk us to the park instead of driving us down (though we love the ride, we are ready to comply)

3. Buy our food and toy supplies in bulk to cut down on trips and packaging waste (Wow! will u get the whole year’s supply at once?)

4. Just filter the tap water. You needn’t give us bottled water (we would love to drink from that puddle in the park, by the way!)

5. Do not use the blow dryer please. Towels will do( we would rather use the living room couch or Mummy’s freshly dried clothes)

6. Vinegar works well instead of bleach in case u want to clean a surprise in the living room (for our Puppy-pawrents)

7. Store our treats in re-usable containers to cut down on plastic bags (u can give them all at once,of course!)

8. Get us those Spa-therapy Aloe-vera shampoos. They are natural and earth friendly (Mummy almost marinates us in them..Arrgh!)

9. If you do not have a yard, u can do your share by making a pot-garden. Green plants bring in extra oxygen and helps us and you relax( Ommm…)

10. Try and get us brushes and toys made of re-cyclable rubber.


We Dawgs have a duty towards our future Dogkind to preserve the soft grass, the squirrels, the rivers and the sweet smelling flowers for them.

Dear Furiends, please paw this post forward to help us spread the message.

Waiting for your suggestions,


and

WEDNESDAY WISDOM

Mummy is reading this book which she says makes her think a lot. She gets confused and goes into silent moments of deep deliberation.

Here is an excerpt from this book called `Illusions-The Adventures of a Reluctant Messiah’ by Richard Bach.


‘Every person, all the events of your life are there because you have drawn them there.
 What you choose to do with them is up to you.’


Ever since she read this she has been pondering aloud about all the people in her life. She keeps asking me for advice with some of them.

There are some who she thinks really like her but manage to hurt her. Again there are others who she doesn’t like much. But they stay in her life anyway.


I really do not understand this hooman thing.

In Dogdom, we never hurt someone we love. How can hoomans hurt someone they like?

About the second point, I was very firm. I told mummy that if she doesn’t like someone, she needn’t be with that person and get her fur..err..hair ruffled.

I think Mummy is rather confused and in dire need of some honest Pawdvice.

If she listens to me, she will just go by her smelltuition! I think that will surely guarantee her a Doggone Happy and content life!

Licks and Hugs,








Pee ess: Isn't my new signature rather stylish?

THANK YOU Pawple.....

It has been a week since Mummy started this blog for us.


It has been wonderful. We cannot thank you enough, dear furiends, for all your enthusiasm, acceptance and unconditional love. It is not surprising because this is what we Dawgs are- forever accepting.

It is very, very encouraging though. Inspite of being on our paws the whole day n getting Dawg-tired, we still want to write.



Mummy has been a superb brick. She has neglected her personal blog the WHOLE week to help us with ours. We still haven’t mastered the art of typing, Labrapaws are so large and the keys so small!

But we definitely check and edit each post pawsonally after she has typed our dictation.

Anyway, thank you all again. We hope to make many more lovely furiends in the coming days. And we promise to diligently chronicle our pawdventures.



Till then- Ciao…

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