tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-144647262024-03-23T13:49:06.730-04:00Edsel/The PoochEdsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.comBlogger288125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-49427149198402288142010-06-13T18:38:00.003-04:002010-06-13T21:27:36.103-04:00June 12thI know it's not June 12th today, it's the 13th. But I have to mention the 12th 'cause that's the four year annaversary of when my Mom got her head operated on. We were so scared and didn't know what to expect. But, she's still here, doin' good and I'm happy for that.<br /><br />My dumb sister Casey looks like a drowned stuffed animal. Her fur is real long and wispy and it forms huge matts all over her body. Two years ago we had some Australian company come with their mobile grooming unit to our driveway, my Mom took Casey out and they brought her inside when she was "done." Except, they didn't do a very good job at all. She still had lotsa matts and didn't look good at all. Last year, a woman, Pam, came over and picked Casey up and took her home and did her nails and groomed her really nice and gave her a bath. She came home all way pretty and I even told her so! This year, my Mom called Pam the groomy lady, to see if she would do Casey and Pam said "of course". So that day, she was supposed to be here around 9:30 to pick her up, but she never showed. My Mom called a few times and Pam never even returned her call. My Mom called her some names I won't repeat.<br /> So a few days ago she sat down with the "Yellow Pages" (if you don't know what they are, ask your people, I had to ask). Most of the people listed in the Pet Grooming section don't do cats. They kept tellin' my Mom that they're too hard to work with. She finally found a Vet dr. place that has a groomer and called and the lady seemed real nice, said of course they do cats, so my Mom took Casey over on friday morning. The lady said they'd probably do a Lion Cut.<br /> Brought her back later that day and boy did that lady do a bad job. Poor Casey looks like a stuffed animal that somebody with a hacksaw came after. Her fur is all choppy, different lengths, with longer tufts just jutting out. Her fur, what she has left, is all crooked and funny looking. I've tried to be nice and not tell her how bad she looks 'cause I don't want her to feel embarassed. They even cut her whiskers!!! Those stupid people, cat's are not supposed to have their whiskers cut! So now every time my Mom sits down, Casey is tryin' to sit on her lap. my Mom says she's probly cold. I told my Mom she better not let anybody do that to my fur or I'll rip off their arm, then run away! I was gonna take a picture of Casey and post it so you all can see how goofy she looks, but my Mom says that's not nice. I'll try to get one later and maybe post it tomorrow when she's not lookin'.<br /><br />Good everybody is doin' good. I'm tryin' to catch up on at least reading blogs. I'm not taking time to comment 'cause if I did I'd NEVER catch up. Miss you all and I'll try to post and read more!Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-388011292592738392010-04-10T17:57:00.002-04:002010-04-10T18:32:35.952-04:00we are so lazywe here in the Mitten state have been very lazy 'bout bloggin'. my Mom gets home from her work feelin' tired and sad (that's a whole story we won't go into much.) and doesn't want to sit more at the computer after bein' at one all day. on the weekends she's busy doin' home stuff, bills, and computer stuff and cleanin' and goin' to the store for food and doin' laundry and takin' care of plants and tryin' to find time to read a book or work on her yarn stuff. but, today I talked her into openin' up the blog for me so I can type. aren't i doin' good??<br /><br />not much goin' on. my Mom and the Dad say they are broke. i think they are talkin' 'bout green papers, not their bones or anything. i don't mind bein' broke, but it makes my Mom sad, so I try and cheer her up. she says i do a good job. at night I curl up under her chin, around her neck and sleep and she says that helps her sleep, so that's a good thing. she said it makes her happy, too, to wake up and know that i'm right there.<br /><br />my Mom is done with chemo except for a drug that stops blood flow to fast growin' cells, she still gets that every other week. but it was the other stuff that makes people feel sick and she doesn't have to have that one anymore. so instead of goin' to the chemo place at the hospital and bein' hooked up for almost four hours, she only has to sit there for a half hour. that's good. her doctor said she did real good and they have to watch her now. i can help with that!!<br /><br />everything is so pretty outside. it's early Spring and the green of the leaves and grass and stuff is different than later in the year. it's fresh and new lookin'. the flowers are comin' up, some daffodills are bloomin' and the forsythia bushes are bloomin'. my Mom said the peonies just popped their heads outa the dirt. my favorites, the hostas, are growin' too. the Dad is gonna be mean right from the beginning and wall them in with chunks of wood so I can't chew on the stems. i told him that would look real bad and to stop bein' so fussy. i don't chew on all of them, just the ones that grow REAL BIG. he said i ruin them. i just try and keep 'em trimmed so they don't grow too big. he's a fuss budget. (i don't know what that means, but i like callin' him that.)<br /><br />my Mom was goin' through her warm weather clothes to pull out the ones she's goin' to wear this year. she says she's not plannin' on buyin' any, that she's already got more than she needs. unfortunately, she can't zip most of the pants up! ooh, she's gonna be mad i told you that! but she's been stressed out and when she's stressed she eats chocolate. it made her gain some weight. but, she's already started back on her low carbohidrate eatin' plan so she's already losin' some. i still think she looks good, but she says she looks fat.......<br /><br />we've had a lot of bisitors over lately. the Dad has a guy who takes pictures who's gonna trade him pictures for some jewelry for his wife. there is a woman who is going to build him a new website (with those new pictures!) and trade too. there's a couple other new people who have been here and i haven't been so jumpy like i used to be. it used to be that i would right away run upstairs and hide under the bed, but now i kinda hang around in the other room, just so i can hear what's goin' on. i guess i got brave instead of bein' kinda wimpy. my Mom says she's proud of me. all the birds my Mom likes to feed are back. the chickadees are the most important ones and they're back. they sing every morning and we listen to them every morning after the alarm goes off before we get up. my Mom put a whole bunch of my fur in the bushes, like she always does in the spring, so they can use it to pad their nests. at least one time, they built their whole nest out of fur. no grass or sticks or nothin'. just fur. it was tiny and really, really cool. the goldfinches are back too. they are so pretty, all bright yellow and black. they look like party decorations, not birds.<br /><br />well, i'm goin' to help my Mom heat up leftovers for dinner. they go to JJ Fatts on friday for dinner. for 4.99 my Mom gets a 1/2 pound burger with cheese and a HUGE order of fries and a big glass of pop. the Dad gets the hot dog special. they only eat half and bring the rest home and have it for saturday dinner. my Mom says it very ekanomikal.<br /><br />and we have excitement to look forward to - more Red Wings games!! yea Wings!!!Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-61540197738397775412010-02-13T20:10:00.002-05:002010-02-13T20:34:36.089-05:00Happy Almost Balentine's Day!<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Wow, it's almost Balentine's Day! We have a friend, Pam, who opened up her own store in Berkley a couple of months ago. It's cool, accessories at fair prices. Really nice scarves and purses and hats and jewlery (of course some of the Dad's, for men and women). The Dad stopped by there today to say hello and brought home some rad black and white gloves for my Mom and a pretty cool hat in a really bright color. She tried it on and frowned at herself in the mirror, but she said that if it's really cold out she would definitely wear it to keep warm. The Dad also brought home from Pam's some chocolates and what my Mom says are super good cookies. Some are covered in chocolate, she moaned when she ate one of those. The others have stuff in them, like chunks of chocolate and she hasn't tried those yet.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I had to go to the vet doctor today. I got there and DR. CINDY AND DAWN THE TECH WERE NOT THERE! Those two are the best and I had to put up with two people I never met before. They were fine, but they wern't Dr. Cindy and Dawn. They combed my fur and used electric clippers to shave a part off that looks really stupid now. Dr. Cindy and Dawn wouldn't have done that. Then they stuck a needle in my bladder to take out pee to check. My special food is to keep crystals and stones from forming, but it could work too good and make my pee wrong so it would hurt my kidneys. So I have to get checked every six months. We actually ran out of my crunchy food Wednesday night. So I had to live through Thursday and Friday without my food. My Mom tried feeding me wet food that I don't like. She did open a can of tuna and I ate some of that. But that just doesn't fill me up like my crunchies do. Thankfully we came home today with a big bag.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I didn't get my Mom anything for Balentine's Day. She told me she didn't want me to. That we need to be careful with our green papers. (I heard how much it cost at the vet doctors today and my ears went straight up. That was an awful lot of money!) She said her present is knowing I'm healthy. And I admit, that is a nice present.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I haven't much liked our weather. I can't even get into the condo. The ramp is really deep with snow and I can't walk thru it. If the Dad cared about me and Casey, he'd clean it off. But, it will be Spring pretty soon and our winter hasn't been that bad. Not like some places where they got two feet of snow in one day. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">My Mom is makin' that stupid turkey meatball soup for their dinner tomorrow. What ever happened to makin' salmon? That's healthy and it tastes real good. What? She said she wants something that will make the house smell good when it's cookin' and make leftovers too. Apparently soup will do that and salmon won't. Sigh. (Maybe she remembered to get me cod for Balentine's Day??????) I'll be real nice to her tonight so she'll feel guilty if she didn't and go out tomorrow to the store.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">My Mom and her friends that she's known forever and she goes away with them for four days every summer went out for lunch a few weeks ago to plan this year's trip. They decided to go to the place they were going to go last summer but my Mom had to cancel 'cause she started her chemology. Brown County Indiana at the end of July. Her chemology has gone real good. Her hair is gettin' pretty thin, but she hasn't had hardly any side effects and she'll be able to stop it soon. She can't wait 'cause it makes her feel real tired and kinda sick.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Well, that's all for now. I'm gonna go have some more crunchies. It's terrible when they run out of your favorite food, that you eat every day. How rude!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Happy Balentines Day to everyone! Lots of purrs and head butts!</span>Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-89861258323527215222009-12-29T15:56:00.003-05:002009-12-29T16:24:32.529-05:00almost the end of the Year!<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">i don't know where the year went, do you? all of a sudden it's almost 2010. my Mom had a fun day today. she had lunch with a friend, then they went to a new store in our city, Berkley. It's called Hope's Chest. a friend of the Dad and my Mom owns it and she sells akcessories that are not expensive. but they're really nice. very hip and tasteful my Mom says. we all hope the store does well. plus my Mom went to lunch at a new restaurant called "Hogger's". yup, it's a lot of pork stuff, but other stuff too, like burgers and chicken. my Mom wasn't very hungry so she ordered a side of macaroni and cheese and collard greens. she said it was very good.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">it's cold. only 24 degrees today, but the sun is out, so it makes the snow shine. we don't have very much, just enough so i don't want to walk in the yard. makes my toes too cold.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">did anybody see the thing on HBO about the annieversery of the rock and roll hall of fame? we watched it on our DVR and it's really, really good. if you haven't seen it but get HBO watch for it to play again. it's worth seeing. my Mom and me were dancing in our seat last night when we watched it. 'specially the Bruce Springsteen parts.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">we have no 'citement to report. my Mom is still gettin' poizon in her veins. the doctor said things are lookin' good, the scans show things are a tiny bit smaller, not bigger, so that's real good news. the Dad's van has some broken stuff on it that will take lots of green papers to fix, so it'll be a little while before the fixin' gets done. i'm 'sposed to go to the vet dr. and get my pee checked, I hope my Mom puts that off 'cause of green papers.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">ooh, ooh, ooh, i got a joke for you!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Sylvester Stallone, Tony Danza and Arnold Schwartzenegger are sittin' around one night in a bar, havin' a beer and talkin'. they decide they want to do a musical together. they each take home a few scripts and decide to meet in a few days for lunch.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">they meet for lunch and find out that they all liked the same script. it's about some famous musical composers.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Stallone says "I'll be Beethoven", Danza says "I'll be Motzart" and Schwartzenegger says "I'll be Bach."</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">well. i'm gonna go help my Mom in the kitchen. hope you liked my joke, let me know. if I don't talk to you before, you have a happy and safe New Year's Eve.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Hugs,</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Edsel the Pooch</span>Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-91274042794276771332009-09-22T17:30:00.002-04:002009-09-22T17:40:35.877-04:00Happy Fall!!!<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">it's officially Fall. it wasn't much of a summer anyway, but now the calendar says it's 'ficially fall. it's been pretty cool at night (good cuddle with my Mom weather!) my Mom is feelin' pretty good. she gets poizen every other week, but she hasn't had any throwin' up or stuff. just feelin' real tired. so we're real happy. her doctor says it's 'cause she's so healthy and strong. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">my Mom has been cookin' really creepy food. last sunday she made turkey meatball soup. why i ask you, would ANYONE make, let alone EAT, turkey meatball soup????? the Dad likes it, but he's a really easy guy to feed.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">i almost caught a chip last night. i was THIS close it nabbin' it. but then i wouldn't have known what to do with it. they're too cute to hurt (my stupid sister Casey is laughin at me, she catches 'em so she can eat them RAW. makes me sick to think 'bout that.)</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">my Mom mentioned that Christmas is comin' pretty soon. that makes my head hurt, but she's right, it'll be here before we know it.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">the Dad is showin' his new work, jewelry and Judaica, at an art show on October 6th. he and my Mom have been really busy makin' stuff to sell at the show and at some galleries close by. his new stuff is really nice. i'll try to post a couple of pictures.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">i hope everybody is doin' good. i haven't been able to read many blogs 'cause my Mom says "no time, no time....." but i'm gonna try to MAKE her let me. i miss you guys......</span>Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-69556456175618585552009-08-16T17:38:00.006-04:002009-08-16T21:08:43.111-04:00boy time flies<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">it's hot here, over 90 degrees. i know to some of you, 90 is nothing, but here in the Mitten state that's pretty hot. yesterday was Dream Cruise day, when all the people who have old, rickety cars take them out on this street called Woodward <em>......what?.....oh, my Mom says the cars arent' rickety, they're just old and that the people who own them take really good care of them 'cause most of 'em are worth lotsa money and they're cool......whatever.....</em> anyway, they take all these cars to this street that's pretty close to our house and drive back and forth and all kindsa people stand and sit on the side of the road and scream at them, I don't know why. but it's really LOUD 'cause a lota the cars have really big engines and souped up parts, I don't know the teknikal names for them, but I'm really glad it's over, it was TOO LOUD.</span><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">my Mom has been gettin' poizen in her veins every other Thursday and so far she hasn't had hardly any side effects so we're real happy 'bout that. her hair is fallin' out just a tiny bit, so that's good too. we don't know when she has a test to see how it's workin', she says she hopes to find out this week.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">we have about a zillion chipmunks in our yard, so if anybody wants a couple, send me a little box with your address on it and....<em>what?.......why not?.............you don't know that for sure........well, crap..... </em>my Mom said to unregard what I just said. that we can't ship chips in boxes that there's rule 'bout shippin' live things. i think she's makin' it up, but she says it's all the way true and she'll take me to a website and show me if I want. I might make her do that 'cause I think she just doesn't wanna share.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">we're havin' another crummy meal tonight. some kinda pork burger with garlic and fresh ginger and teriakey sauce. it smells just awful. she's puttin' 'em on the barbeque and that's good, keep as much of that smell out of the house as possible. and of course she can't be bothered to throw some fish on the grill. i'm tellin' you, I may need to move somewhere else. they don't take very good care of me here. oops. my Mom gave me a mean look. i take it back. they take REALLY GOOD care of me here. you all know that. and i appreciate it tons.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Calico Mom Toni loves her job at the shelter. my Mom is very jealous of that job, bein' able to help so many kitties. in fact she said she's gonna look around here to see if anybody would like her help to do somethin' like that. of course she'd need to get paid, so that might be a problem. but at least she can ask.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">the birdies and squirrels are spending lots of time in our birdbaths, drinkin' water. it's very dry and they are so happy to be able to pull up to our little "ponds." I like watchin' them.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I guess thats' all the news for now.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqMvjc6IT3mA0GVy3QWSu0A-t4GvfeTfzVe6_NxbJb1QAu_mbLlRHU6ApSSscSSqinb-aJaIoh2dtTDzOTM756fOdcdBLagRgU4OhGShpbXBmjhd3OnhLJQShUXeGzAH8GzeQB/s1600-h/catnip.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370686380525282274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqMvjc6IT3mA0GVy3QWSu0A-t4GvfeTfzVe6_NxbJb1QAu_mbLlRHU6ApSSscSSqinb-aJaIoh2dtTDzOTM756fOdcdBLagRgU4OhGShpbXBmjhd3OnhLJQShUXeGzAH8GzeQB/s320/catnip.jpg" border="0" /></a> this here is a picture of me with some of the fresh catnip that's growin' in our yard. my Mom and the Dad were worried that it would attract other kitties but so far it hasn't. it's reallll good!</span></div>Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-20391199775589162852009-06-14T17:25:00.005-04:002009-06-14T22:05:35.417-04:00Middle of June already<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNwGWIZ9xzBpJOu2I-i99MOb8F8J0uRyIFzTeBKjjUrqAFf_5qHE6O3ZFwwmcMbGCcmQvWRIAlJhdB1OxOlrN68vGKPe7dX_P4uJ7dX76FoVCg9c46uL6ZXjkhVMF2lfEur4T_/s1600-h/chair+with+glass.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347303010134020546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNwGWIZ9xzBpJOu2I-i99MOb8F8J0uRyIFzTeBKjjUrqAFf_5qHE6O3ZFwwmcMbGCcmQvWRIAlJhdB1OxOlrN68vGKPe7dX_P4uJ7dX76FoVCg9c46uL6ZXjkhVMF2lfEur4T_/s320/chair+with+glass.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Hi everybody! Time sure does go by fast. I'll try to do short updates of what's goin' on here. My Mom got poizun put in her veins on Tuesday. She only went to work for a few hours Wednesday and Thursday, then came home for a long weekend that involved lotsa sleepin'. she's very happy that she didn't get real sicky from it, just very, very, very tired. she even had trouble watchin' the hockey games 'cause she kept dozin' off. Wednesday night she was in the bathroom for a long time. i'm not sure what she was doin', i just know she wasn't happy. but since then, she's eatin' whatever she wants, her appetite came back. she still looks the same too. and Friday she changed doctors. she didn't like the new chemologist that she had. he didn't call in a pill she needed to the drug store and did not explain things good. her new doctor she said is very nice and explains everything real good. so she has to have poizun put in her every other week, three times. then she'll have a test to see if she needs more.</span> <div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I had to go to the vet dr. this week too. i needed my pee checked to make sure i still needed to be on special food plus bloodworks. i lost a little more weight and Dr. Cindy wants to make sure everything is okay, so they took most of my blood out of me. Then Tabitha and Dr. Cindy combed and combed and combed me 'till they got all the old fur and little mats out. my Mom says i look "sleek and studly" now (I didn't before????) that picture up there is me after we got home, loungin' on the back porch and enjoying my mat free fur.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">And, as some of you noticed and sent me nice wishes, it was my purrthday this week. I'm twelbe whole years old! my Mom said we'd try to celebrate this weekend, but today she asked if I minded if we waited another day or two when she has more enerjie. heck no, that's fine with me, just so we do it sometime. i don't want my Mom to get overtired.</span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZwTs34HFTtI7bz0zBIJZ0q2AsvvwQSlNrc43RLZfLWvLB_e0X4ASPnUocOgGDq934ryYFmVpN1N2-pJROo_9vE7qQ9dYRbFYwWe1bBZYOqC_vJ5Mz8viGUiLd-J6uf8aikx-T/s1600-h/pork+roast.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347301898818911506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZwTs34HFTtI7bz0zBIJZ0q2AsvvwQSlNrc43RLZfLWvLB_e0X4ASPnUocOgGDq934ryYFmVpN1N2-pJROo_9vE7qQ9dYRbFYwWe1bBZYOqC_vJ5Mz8viGUiLd-J6uf8aikx-T/s320/pork+roast.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">this picture is of a pork roast my Mom made a couple weeks ago on the barbeque. everybody who's seen it has said it looks yummy, so i thought i'd show you all. personally, i'd rather see fish comin' off that barbeque. the butcher at the store she bought it from was really acited that she was actually put all kindsa stuff on it, not just bottled barbeque sauce.</span></div><div></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I think my Mom is callin' for pizza today. yuck. i bet they won't even consider a shrimp pizza!</span></div></div>Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-27537113718625600942009-05-23T17:21:00.009-04:002009-05-23T17:54:05.952-04:00we've been soooo bizzy<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Hi! i'm sorry i don't post more often, but we have all been very, very bizzy. The Dad was in a show where he could sell the stuff he makes, so he was very busy makin' new jewelry and things that hold prayers in people's doorways. it was all really pretty and my Mom helped ahead of time and at the show. Lotsa people liked his stuff and took it home. This week my Mom was out of town for two days. i didn't like that. she had to make four speeches in one day. that was a lot. and she's got somethin', maybe, happenin' in her head. maybe. she had one test that <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjojVZqoqthENqlzlZrDps1FhpcTsY6RGFUgx-gdfLHW0OC32andCMe_EiTIOMicrKi6KBTJ-SlMyjAhFPNDBv9sy5yMhoyJCmO7DTqWUnGoTsZi6WUuUmBTumjcG3dFVdP5x9W/s1600-h/yard523093.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339135475977889250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjojVZqoqthENqlzlZrDps1FhpcTsY6RGFUgx-gdfLHW0OC32andCMe_EiTIOMicrKi6KBTJ-SlMyjAhFPNDBv9sy5yMhoyJCmO7DTqWUnGoTsZi6WUuUmBTumjcG3dFVdP5x9W/s320/yard523093.jpg" border="0" /></a>showed she did - really, really tiny little spots. but there was a board of people at the hospital who insisted she have another test to see for sure what those spots are before they started doing more stuff to her head. so that's good. we'll know tuesday.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">meanwhile, the Dad has been workin' in the yard, it looks real pretty. i took some pictures to show you. he's kinda mad at me 'cause they have a REALLY BIG hosta plant and it's <span style="font-size:78%;">the only one in the yard that i chew on. i chew right thru the stems and all the leaves fall off. i don't know why i chew on that one. it's just my favorite. </span><span style="font-size:100%;">Here's a picture of us, me and the hosta and one of the hosta by itself. i'm sorry if i hurt it.</span></span><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAu_tw9jbBpc6Ghi1XRvwQt9THQ-8edWzrhZl226B1KGtIQoZ7FJSuRAexit1HWkA13t2wYbDU1Z-EtdtRxyo2hkBebv0NTIob0FkD9TaMuIyAe4OLR1pK6_kgWaD9WmAFc-H6/s1600-h/yard523094.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339136179872963986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAu_tw9jbBpc6Ghi1XRvwQt9THQ-8edWzrhZl226B1KGtIQoZ7FJSuRAexit1HWkA13t2wYbDU1Z-EtdtRxyo2hkBebv0NTIob0FkD9TaMuIyAe4OLR1pK6_kgWaD9WmAFc-H6/s320/yard523094.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">a thing that my Mom is really, really happy 'bout is that the Chickadees came back to the little birdhouse in the front yard. every day she's been seein' 'em fly in and out of the house. one, we think the Dad, brings seeds to one inside, we think the Mom. my Mom puts safflower seed out special for the chickadees and the cardinals. the squirrels, who will eat anything that isn't glued down, don't like safflower, so she makes sure her favorite birds always have somehin' to eat.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">here's one more picuture of the back yard. it shows some pretty purple flowers we have. i think my Mom calls 'em allyums or somethin',</span> but they're real nice.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYwTtgS-z64UFiCcY2XS2fN_9-mbDrVvmmSMOqvc_ba8bnOYVm6Kvz4D9OhmtZHIYz0EInPhNYh65qGKMTe_BNV9y1sQrVlr6FApzAz5HVQFQLDAQo6WcpfJSF6rFxCJHHYiFb/s1600-h/yard523092.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339138704134143538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYwTtgS-z64UFiCcY2XS2fN_9-mbDrVvmmSMOqvc_ba8bnOYVm6Kvz4D9OhmtZHIYz0EInPhNYh65qGKMTe_BNV9y1sQrVlr6FApzAz5HVQFQLDAQo6WcpfJSF6rFxCJHHYiFb/s320/yard523092.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">i have been forcin' my Mom to let me visit blogs, i'm tryin' to keep up. it's stupid being "too bizzy." if anybody has anything really acitin', if you post a little comment on my blog, i'll make sure to come over and check it out.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Hugs to everybody from me, edsel the pooch</span>!Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-40781647271817314202009-04-18T18:41:00.004-04:002009-04-18T18:54:11.193-04:00spring has sprung!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijUaWY1NZf1H-9MMyFIo2USJcdEiGyNqtlIVDi8uMZVWGM7aAwAK71YgHuRdeyWs1MvThYBE5nRoMj65Vy-Z8D-sVE7RQlhmQbwMeSqhdoheWR-Os1JJdidoXJRkZk6_-NyJ4H/s1600-h/catnip+4-09.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326165862999835634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijUaWY1NZf1H-9MMyFIo2USJcdEiGyNqtlIVDi8uMZVWGM7aAwAK71YgHuRdeyWs1MvThYBE5nRoMj65Vy-Z8D-sVE7RQlhmQbwMeSqhdoheWR-Os1JJdidoXJRkZk6_-NyJ4H/s320/catnip+4-09.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">it has been a beautiful day today. warm and sunny. the yard is full of green things growin', it's so cool. my Mom and me walked around the yard today checkin' stuff out. she and the Dad are busy gettin' ready for a show where they think they'll sell lotsa the Dad's cool stuff, so nobody has time to work outside. but the show is on May 6th, so that will leave lotsa time after to get things spiffy.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">and looky, looky, looky! i think i told everybody when the Dad's friend Keith brought over catnip plants that he dug up from his father's yard. they survived the winter!!! i'm so happy. when my Mom and i were walking round toay, we found that both clumps are growin'!!! oh yea! fresh catnip whenever i want. last year we didn't get a bunch of catnip thieves comin' in the yard tryin' to eat it all. i</span> hope we don't this year either. it's so nice and tender and fresh right now. baby leaves and all. <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">the Dad calls it "home grown." i don't know why he calls it that like it's somethin' special....... what? oh, he said the dry stuff you get in the store is dry and kinda icky and our home grown is so fresh and almost minty smellin'. that makes sense. home grown is much better. and it should smell minty, it's real name is Catmint.</span></div><div></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">well, my Mom is makin' leftovers from goin' out for dinner yesterday for dinner today. tomorrow she's gonna cook. she's been cookin' more than she has in a while, but it's mostly stuff i don't 'specially like. like chicken. she's makin' that tomorrow. i think she should make fish, but she says she wants leftovers and fish isn't always good left over. the Dad really likes left overs, and that way she can cook one meal and it's good for two or three days. that's good plannin' i guess.</span></div><div></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">i'm gonna go watch the hockey game. we're gonna beat those jacket men again, i just know it. YEA Wings, the Wings are KINGS!!!</span></div>Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-64086040725845155292009-03-14T20:30:00.002-04:002009-03-14T20:31:21.001-04:00this Sunday the signs have to be on TV<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I'm sorry to lead you wrong last week. i just know the Dad's signs will be on tv THIS Sunday. </span>Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-84558396567903382362009-03-08T13:41:00.006-04:002009-03-08T13:53:50.582-04:00The Dad's stuff on National TV<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Vq6PsJkJ41wq_rIroQ94tbnQ9dMYxFnqEaqrwJVCNluF5vQiGAnQ4L3gUFCwek1MGZn8-yzBBVmg_i5rnM7wmswzBMG_xyhpjeTiCGGFm85DMWhXVnBtc_5jGLLBLRa7c08j/s1600-h/Ironwood+Sign+#3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310876335623199378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Vq6PsJkJ41wq_rIroQ94tbnQ9dMYxFnqEaqrwJVCNluF5vQiGAnQ4L3gUFCwek1MGZn8-yzBBVmg_i5rnM7wmswzBMG_xyhpjeTiCGGFm85DMWhXVnBtc_5jGLLBLRa7c08j/s320/Ironwood+Sign+%233.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwBfccI2fzCgSdJsxm0gZ3sVp02hThjV2T5hyphenhyphen0HJCJWwPl4qfa7cUQSF2-9p_kaDRDXvmfW1UNpSJix3hoX6cyLSWEKvHNagDIFXGlIuDD4Z0982c431osXOy_cq6LSIH9kFc1/s1600-h/Engraved+Sign+#17.jpg"></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">the Dad got a commission in the fall to make two signs, one for each team on that tv show of Donald Trump called "Celebrity Apprentice." Since the first episode of this season was on last week and the two teams picked their names, we think the signs will make their daybew on tonight's show. So if you watch, you might see the Dad's cool signs that he made for them. He's pretty acited. this pitcher is sign he made out of ironwood and turquoise. my Mom faked my name on it. usually the names are laser engraved or in nice brass or aluminum letter.</span></div>Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-22761205527052197962009-02-13T20:54:00.003-05:002009-02-13T20:58:27.052-05:00tomorrow is balentines day!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG6bbKvwaSMrqdHmtcM5r5ZjqA9VxumDbDy2Tb6qh5WNt4kv6sIPHcpukHihXeQE1Yfm4MZkrh2GurouaYPwlUBHKCRfjbC0SCh0YfDYZWxTKvkO8-V1UqtFhUNajk-7sfzyD7/s1600-h/Happy+Valentine"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302465933227152626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG6bbKvwaSMrqdHmtcM5r5ZjqA9VxumDbDy2Tb6qh5WNt4kv6sIPHcpukHihXeQE1Yfm4MZkrh2GurouaYPwlUBHKCRfjbC0SCh0YfDYZWxTKvkO8-V1UqtFhUNajk-7sfzyD7/s320/Happy+Valentine%27s+Day+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">this is me when i was a little younger, smaller and (Casey says) cuter.</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">all i know is that i gots lotsa red hearts and they'll help me wish all of my wonderful friends a very, very Happy Balentine's Day!</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Hugs and Smooches to all (especially to my Tuxedo Gun Moll Boni)</span></p>Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-7180493774249972322008-12-31T16:21:00.002-05:002008-12-31T16:27:58.630-05:00New Year's Eve<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">i don't understand why so many beans make such a big fuss 'bout today and tomorrow. the "date" changes my Mom tells me, but so what? beans make all kindsa rezolushuns and don't keep 'em what what i hear. oh well. they have to occupy themselves with something i guess.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">we're havin' the traditional pizza, salad and broasted chicken tonight. and lox and bagels tomorrow. i sure hope there's gonna be some cod in there somewhere.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">oh, an update. the box for the digital thermometer turned up, so the thermometer is back in it's "bed." but that nasty butter is still missin'. it is still a big mystery.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">it's very cold, 17 degrees right now and gettin' colder. i'm sure glad i have a nice, warm home and that my Mom and the Dad love us. last night while watching DVRd tv shows (my Mom is a House addict. does anyone know who shot him and why and why his leg is still so bad?) my Mom rubbed my tummy for so long that her hand started to sweat and got my furs all damp and creepy. i hope she doesn't do that again. there is a limit to how much tummy rubbin' is good, for gosh sakes.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">gotta go. HAPPY NEW YEAR to all!!!!!</span>Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-51027717389709738942008-12-27T17:01:00.004-05:002008-12-27T17:20:52.570-05:00Merry Christmas two days late and a BIG MYSTERY<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA8h2oHps4yYhrc0wlpClW9JJ6Fil0qgmtdO6JLwktjDJmwjxp4S3DVZ-BBmKHHJDTP2uZIBMoCSNtGbo1hAMLy7AZ3jEVyPt1kvwhLA5rl83oMgf_M5Pt8e-oBtnc_OApGvOu/s1600-h/butter.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284594282526953586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA8h2oHps4yYhrc0wlpClW9JJ6Fil0qgmtdO6JLwktjDJmwjxp4S3DVZ-BBmKHHJDTP2uZIBMoCSNtGbo1hAMLy7AZ3jEVyPt1kvwhLA5rl83oMgf_M5Pt8e-oBtnc_OApGvOu/s320/butter.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">ah, we're so slow. it certainly isn't MY fault. i kept remindin' my Mom all day that we needed to wish everybody a Merry Chrissymouse, but she just kept rushin' around doin' stuff with food and cleanin' stuff too. what a bore. AND YOU KNOW WHAT???? she didn't even take any pictures of me and Casey on Chrissymouse. she said she can do that anytime as long as the tree is still up, but that would be fakin' it and I don't like that idea.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">There is a <em><strong>BIG Mystery</strong></em>, tho. see that picture? it's a simulation of the actual event. on Chrissymouse afternoon, my Mom cut half a stick of butter and put in on a plate Just Like This One. The whole box of butter sticks had been on the counter 'cause she thought she might bake <em>another</em> batch of cookies. (she should look at herself in the mirror first, i'm just sayin'......)</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">anyway, because the butter was real soft, she thought she put it in the room that serves as the Dad's office space (as opposed to his studio space) 'cause they close the heat vent and keep the door shut. he doesn't spend much time in there in the winter, so they figure they might as well save the heat. it's kinda like a not real cold refrigamator and she thought the butter could stand to firm up a little. she also took the digital meat thermometer out of the cupboard where it lives,to use it. she thought she put the box on the counter, sort of pushed to the back.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">later, when the dinner was ready, my Mom went to get the butter, she couldn't find it. anywhere. my aunt barbara helped look and she couldn't find it either. so my Mom got some more out of the refrigermator and nuked it for a few seconds so people could spread it on their bread.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">then, when the ladies were cleanin' up all the dishes and food stuff, while the lazy guys sat at the table and talked, she looked for the box for the thermometer. it wasn't there!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">later yet, when it was time to open presents, she went to get the camera, but it wasn't where she thought she had set it down. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">she found the camera yesterday and recreated the butter dish in a photo. she wants everyone to be on alert for the sneaky thing. and also for the thermometer box. it's white. it's from Radio Shack. she's very perplexed. where could they have gone?????</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">(personally, her memory has gotten so bad i think she just put the stuff someplace weird and they'll find it in the middle of summer of somethin')</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I told her I'd do my best to help find the missin' stuff, but if all you poodins could help, that would be a good thing. i don't want her to think she's goin' crazy or somethin' .......</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">tomorrow i'll write more and tell you about my Secret Paw and other presents. I hope everycat had a Wonderful Chrissymouse!!</span></div><br /><div></div>Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-79102031123540359022008-11-30T16:24:00.004-05:002008-11-30T16:48:28.656-05:00it's almost Monday<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNOrIUAYuW3g4mS6Vs1cFg2M2Ed-sTirCpBPr8vuSHETawFb1_WyrcqTEiNYqxZR-_NIVBN0fjW0P5AL28k2t-KkMMW27RBQ8ZVlBnyKEfoaAHTsNEr4xcd8vWw9eP-f3IptpM/s1600-h/snow2008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274566779724472386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNOrIUAYuW3g4mS6Vs1cFg2M2Ed-sTirCpBPr8vuSHETawFb1_WyrcqTEiNYqxZR-_NIVBN0fjW0P5AL28k2t-KkMMW27RBQ8ZVlBnyKEfoaAHTsNEr4xcd8vWw9eP-f3IptpM/s320/snow2008.jpg" border="0" /></a> <div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">my Mom says "where does the time go so quickly??" I say "well, stay home from work" then she gives me all kinda reasons why she can't do that, most of which involve makin' green papers. sigh.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">This is stuff that got snowed on last week. It melted, but it's snowin' right now. i don't like it. my Mom opened the porch door so I could go outside, but it made my feet all wet and cold so I came back in. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">my Mom says that Santa Cat will be comin' in a few weeks, so that's kinda 'citin'. i asked if we could put the tree up, but she said not yet. i said I thought it was time but she said the Dad doesn't like to put it up this early. oh well, I tried. I checked with my Mom to see if she has anythin' much planned over the hollydays and she said no, that she was plannin' on spendin' as much time as she can with me!!!! WoW, I can't wait!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Tomorrow is december 1st. Hope everybody has a great month! Be good so Santa Cat will come to your house!!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><br /><div></div>Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-89853622755425428182008-11-09T16:17:00.002-05:002008-11-09T16:23:53.846-05:00my Mom is being weird<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">does anybody know who or what a Muddy Waters is?? my Mom was lookin' for music to play while she spent allllll yesterday and already a bunch of today cleanin' the kitchen for gosh sake. they have this really big cd player and they're always findin' stuff in it and say "oh, i forgot we had this". anyway, yesterday she found somethin' called Muddy Waters (which seems kinda stupid to listen to when you're cleanin'. why would you want somethin' muddy?? so she's been walkin' real fast around the house in a circle, with the music blastin', punching her left hand in the air towards the ceilin' and kickin' her right foot in front, then her right hand toward the ceilin' and her left foot kicks out front. she calls it exercise and says it's perfect music for that and that she's gonna do it every day at night when she gets home. well. it's kinda loud and nerve racking, but if she wants to do that, what can i do? she's goin' out of town again this week to give another speech, someplace called george-a. but she'll only be gone one night. and, she's been combin' my back really good every day so i don't get those funny mats anymore (but I am still a stud!) hope everybody is doin' good.</span>Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-59456451224867926562008-10-25T16:11:00.004-04:002008-10-25T20:14:44.122-04:00it's been a weird week<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdp06d7Hh0xEdkWhn66XYaY4i9VMqnnrHQtgDcW7nYzOpUpK9eEcETfD9MuFfRhdojY3xVVBYkMv8twuZwLJ8Fx4k1WctYhHmpJbpLFqI-5ODZ7QfM5j64eJXByEaPjp7YspNC/s1600-h/keith"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261191838684878770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdp06d7Hh0xEdkWhn66XYaY4i9VMqnnrHQtgDcW7nYzOpUpK9eEcETfD9MuFfRhdojY3xVVBYkMv8twuZwLJ8Fx4k1WctYhHmpJbpLFqI-5ODZ7QfM5j64eJXByEaPjp7YspNC/s320/keith's+catnip.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Hi, i finally talked my Mom into lettin' me post. "busy, busy, busy" is all i hear these days. my Mom did have to go on a short, creepy trip yesterday. she had to get up at FOUR AM to leave the house by 5:15 to drive to someplace called "ohio"......isn't that where Max usta live???? I think he called it "evil ohio." anyway, there were road closings and detours and drivin' rain and lotsa trucks. she didn't get home 'till 4:30 pm after lotsa drivin' and she was whipped.</span> <div><br /><p><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">that is me up there. a guy the Dad and my Mom know named Keith brought two HUGE clumps of catnip from his dad's yard for us to plant. I claimed this one. even tho' it doesn't look like much now, next spring and summer it will be lucious!</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I had to go to see Dr. Cindy on Monday. when my Mom went there to buy my special food so I don't get rocks in my belly again, the front desk lady meanly told her that they had a rule that my pee has to be checked every 6 months to make sure i still need the special food. she almost wouldn't sell ANY food to her, not even a tiny bag! so my Mom made an appointment for me and we went in. they took me in the back where all the 'mportant work is done and asked my Mom to come too. she'd never been back there before during the day. Dr. Cindy was actually operatin' on a cat! right there in front of us!!!! then they put an ultrasound thingy on my belly so they could see my tiny bladder and then stuck a HUGE needle in to take pee out to test it. my Mom helped them hold me down, but I tried to be very good 'cause i knew they were tryin' to help me, not hurt me. my pee was fine, so my Mom got to buy more food. then Dr. Cindy came in and sat on the floor and coaxed me out of the corner and brushed and combed and brushed me and took a HUMONGOUS pile of fur offa me. my Mom was so impressed. i'm soft as a baby bunny now. oh, and my Mom was tellin' Dr. Cindy that i get these weird flat mats on my back, right in front of my tail. Dr. Cindy said that some boy kitties, even tho' they get their hoo ha's removed, have a lot of manliness left, and we manufacture extra oil from our oil glands and get somethin' that they call "stud tail". so that's what i have - stud tail, and that's why i get those funky mats. then i got my rabid shot and we went home. it was a harrowing trip, but my Mom said i was very, very good.</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">the weather hasn't been very good. it's all gloomy and dark today, with a little rain. only 46 degrees. but, that's better than the Piney Woods kitties have. i looked at the weather in the newspaper this morning and they have temperatures in the 30's at night. brrrrrrrrrrrrr.</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">well, hope everybody is good. i gotta run, my Mom said if I wanta go outside anymore today i better go now 'cause she's closin' the back door soon, that she has stuff to do and can't watch me all day. i didn't ask her to watch me.............</span></p></div>Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-58043633887117339102008-10-05T20:44:00.004-04:002008-10-05T20:54:01.313-04:00i'm so bad, i'm so bad, i'm bad, i'm bad, i'm bad.....<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;">some of you may recognize that as a song. my Mom sings it to me. the reason i'm bad is 'cause i've been too lazy to blog. my Mom says she's been too busy and i've been too lazy to make her. anyway, we apologize.<br />my Mom had an unexpected test on her head in September and everything was fine. she also went away and did a speech. she also started a buncha cleanin' around here and it's annoying. But, she says we'll all appreciate it when she finishes it in about three years. it's gettin' real chilly here in the Mitten state. 'specially at night. brrrrr i'm glad i get to cuddle with my Mom. Casey got a buncha fur shaved off yesterday. she had such bad mats she was a disgrace to catdom. my Mom had that groomer in a van out in the Spring, but Casey doesn't take care of herself and complains when anybody else tries to, so she got shaved. just in spots. she looks really funny, all lopsided and stuff. not like me. i take impecable care of my fur. i have a couple 'a really small mats right in front of my tail on my back, but my Mom has already snipped off a couple and i'll let her do the others, not like my stupid sister who bites people who try to help her!<br /><br />hope everybody is doin' good. my Mom says maybe we'll have time to go lookin' around at blogs tomorrow night 'cause we haven't been. i hope so, i miss everyone. </span>Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-67841535511622334192008-09-13T16:27:00.003-04:002008-09-13T16:35:22.913-04:00my bad<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB0C4G4REWssXskDye3_dg63u7smT6R32vdS9ue9MKDPR9N6IDIE09eH1vMuYw9g3otTtgq6-e58uvxdIzpl2av7JJ73K6f2ZBnTsvqHWaYLTYtb2VqpSxAbK4XJGbVNbXg4vR/s1600-h/elaines+b+&+w+kitties.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245606914301124850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB0C4G4REWssXskDye3_dg63u7smT6R32vdS9ue9MKDPR9N6IDIE09eH1vMuYw9g3otTtgq6-e58uvxdIzpl2av7JJ73K6f2ZBnTsvqHWaYLTYtb2VqpSxAbK4XJGbVNbXg4vR/s320/elaines+b+%26+w+kitties.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">sometimes it's my Mom's fault when we don't post. this time it was mine. everytime she sat at the computer and said "okay, let's blog" i was too tired. she said i was lazy. whatever. it's very dreary and rainy here. the Dad says the rain is coming too late, that all the stuff that grows that was hurt by no rain is too far gone. but our 'mportant stuff is alive 'cause he watered it with the sprinkler. he said he couldn't do everything 'cause we'd go broke and they wouldn't be able to buy us any food!! oh, that would have been awful!!</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">my Mom has to write a speech this week 'cause she's goin' to a place called Chikago soon and has to give the speech. i think that means she has to say it for a bunch of people! that sounds scary to me. i'll stay home and protect the house and all our stuff.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">my Mom's friend sent her a bunch of pictures, most of them out of the book "Why Paint Cats". we've posted some pics from there before. but this one is one we haven't seen and my Mom loves it of course 'cause it black and white. my Mom keeps threatenin' to do somethin' like this to me. i don't know if i'd like that.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">well, hope everybody is doin' good. i don't keep up very well, but will try to do better. have a great last part of September!</span></div>Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-53530137488269740312008-08-20T21:05:00.006-04:002008-08-20T21:23:56.436-04:00wow I've been gone a long time<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">where have i been? here. i've just been tryin' to spend as much time as i can in the yard, which means i'm not by the computer when my Mom is, so i haven't been able to blog. sigh. but we're okay! my Mom had a great time on her trip to Ohio. she's so happy that both her trips this summer were such a success. we had to post a couple of our friends in Idaho.....</span> <div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbffSExmp8quF-bnAms26K_PW9G6INi2nVrKFxRo31BXWGOT21p63alwFCOPUqWM-5cr5NWqHV8vK-mv03sZi3vxKoMb8X4v2qBXSMFRwuiakp5RIlW5SjFsCl5UcUemZlapfD/s1600-h/Precious.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236773139831137298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="194" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbffSExmp8quF-bnAms26K_PW9G6INi2nVrKFxRo31BXWGOT21p63alwFCOPUqWM-5cr5NWqHV8vK-mv03sZi3vxKoMb8X4v2qBXSMFRwuiakp5RIlW5SjFsCl5UcUemZlapfD/s320/Precious.jpg" width="279" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">this here is Miss Precious Flower. my Mom said she is "pretty as a picture." <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX4e2yb7JJ9z2KEwlLVvh3bSOOKIGYpfuZa4VvU5H1rhu_C724RUixJL1Oz-fh-J5AZ-DGbCKtNmiJyB_V3uKMxWNCaMsFIgxPaz9A7tyhGQrPJZmG8iv03REeDD82wkxaCsdg/s1600-h/Mittens.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236772164260570434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="217" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX4e2yb7JJ9z2KEwlLVvh3bSOOKIGYpfuZa4VvU5H1rhu_C724RUixJL1Oz-fh-J5AZ-DGbCKtNmiJyB_V3uKMxWNCaMsFIgxPaz9A7tyhGQrPJZmG8iv03REeDD82wkxaCsdg/s320/Mittens.jpg" width="300" border="0" /></a> </span></div><div><br /><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">and this here is Miss Mittens. my Mom's sleepin' buddy. i wasn't too happy to hear that at first, but my Mom said it was a good thing, it kept her from bein' too lonesome for me, and that I should thank Mittens for bein' so nice. so i do. Thank You Mittens for takin' care of my Mom!</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">my Mom also had a good time on her trip to Ohio with her three friends she's known forever. but, she's home now. doesn't go away until next month to Chicago, and that's just for one night. She's hopin' to become a "secret shopper" so we'll keep you posted on that adventure. and, finally, I have to show you somethin' that made the Dad really upset. i don't know WHY. it's MY hosta, they said so!</span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMYUtBaTvwtG07W1z_pm2D6yPCuABVBw_qPJ_QSs1Os4myjY8K627uL8cwIoU7ZK6Azu9CMp9o_q-giMSsZDanwcuRqtud5CuE_Jl8SDeIlesGyVq9Edi69H2VrSC9SdspFYhS/s1600-h/chewed+hosta.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236774133312040210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMYUtBaTvwtG07W1z_pm2D6yPCuABVBw_qPJ_QSs1Os4myjY8K627uL8cwIoU7ZK6Azu9CMp9o_q-giMSsZDanwcuRqtud5CuE_Jl8SDeIlesGyVq9Edi69H2VrSC9SdspFYhS/s320/chewed+hosta.jpg" border="0" /></a>it was HUGE. you notice i say "was". it was takin' over the yard and i had to do some very necessary trimmin' on it as obviously the Dad was not bein' very diligent. so i cut it back a little bit.....</div><div>it IS MY hosta, after all.........</div><div>anyway, i'm goin' to eat some Cod, i smell it and i better get it before my poopy sister butts in (did you notice how i worked the word "butt" in there without my Mom noticin'?? i'm not supposed to use that word in a sentence 'bout my sister. my Mom said so......or maybe it's "poopy" i'm not 'sposed to say?.?.?........)<br /></div><div></div></div></div>Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-55855176746932088672008-07-31T09:11:00.003-04:002008-07-31T09:16:34.893-04:00goin' away again<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidMqqbg40wJgxwD1pmujzItxtSnijuHzDY0H47twqCwAGRQhDAEFdpeanygcncr-WV2GzsP23sVmqERaB1T3uRGTJe7oNClU3Zj_xInCbcnLgeASCaGOpqpKqrAxfOrl2D8Wo2/s1600-h/P1010001ID.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229165844745862594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidMqqbg40wJgxwD1pmujzItxtSnijuHzDY0H47twqCwAGRQhDAEFdpeanygcncr-WV2GzsP23sVmqERaB1T3uRGTJe7oNClU3Zj_xInCbcnLgeASCaGOpqpKqrAxfOrl2D8Wo2/s320/P1010001ID.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">well, she's off again. this trip is with her friends she's known a very long time that they take every summer. they've been to Stratford and Niagara Falls and Tobermory on the Bruce Penninsula. this year they're goin' to Ohio. why, I'm not sure. only for a few days, she'll be back on Sunday, so that's good.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">since i don't get to go, i can only look at what's already happened. this beautiful picture is the Big Piney Woods house. look at all the pretty fowlers! my Mom said one of the most interesting things is that they don't have a furnace. they heat with a wood stove and a backup heater. with all that snow! maybe it acts like a blanket and keeps 'em warm?</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">well, bye Mom, have a good time. i'll miss you. again............</span></div>Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-57921241735969088742008-07-13T16:49:00.003-04:002008-07-13T17:14:49.930-04:00Sunday and my Mom is still home!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrFydNgdRRb3Pa8FZTOV0ISXey7VFRVvnH90gJrrGd-28Z18PkX49YvRMsoSX26IQiGKmg0acaimF_olWwa7b_f40BOEhU0_sYBmIJXZc-Qzv_B6zvMFgrLdg9LcSs57DXDAGt/s1600-h/P1010010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222609637266927730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrFydNgdRRb3Pa8FZTOV0ISXey7VFRVvnH90gJrrGd-28Z18PkX49YvRMsoSX26IQiGKmg0acaimF_olWwa7b_f40BOEhU0_sYBmIJXZc-Qzv_B6zvMFgrLdg9LcSs57DXDAGt/s320/P1010010.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">i get a little worried that she'll take off again, but she's been doin' house stuff - bringin' groceries in and changin' sheets and washin' laundry. she bought a new barbeque yesterday 'cause our old one died, but she's makin' smelly ribs with some stuff on them that she calls a "dry rub". all i know is it smells bad. spicy. but she said she'll have cod for me, so i'll suffer through the smelly ribs. i did get a new plate. she brought it from Idaho and it's real pretty, white with black and red designs on it. she brought the Dad some new tee shirts (i think i heard him say they're too small - they're xtra large, they sure do make tee shirts small in Idaho.) other than that, not much goin' on. Friday was the Dad's birthday, but he didn't want to do anything special. here's another picture from Idaho that my Mom asked me to post. </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">it's a real pretty view from somewhere, i forgot where she said.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">well, i'm gonna go help with the food. she had to "cure" the barbeque by turnin' it on high for fifteen minutes before cookin' with it. so whatever sickiness it had is gone now. hope everybody has had a good weekend!</span></div>Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-22300915306693264922008-07-09T21:15:00.004-04:002008-07-09T21:48:09.303-04:00My Mom is home!!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhith-o2QFikuSmsZNSv5KLK8hLtEyBH5d1KIy7jGcv2yzCyWOJG71L_DQhZLzE_jlEmMTuJgTEYwGXu4nnCDnZH5Knbw6KGhGwRCxfO4v6hR3pTnGGoX7Vm6TqQfkOSjjDrl4-/s1600-h/P1010018ID.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221194232102015426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhith-o2QFikuSmsZNSv5KLK8hLtEyBH5d1KIy7jGcv2yzCyWOJG71L_DQhZLzE_jlEmMTuJgTEYwGXu4nnCDnZH5Knbw6KGhGwRCxfO4v6hR3pTnGGoX7Vm6TqQfkOSjjDrl4-/s320/P1010018ID.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">well. my Mom had a wonderful time. she said everybody in the Big Piney Woods is soooo nice. she said Calico Mom Toni felt like a good friend and all the kitties were fun, 'specially Mittens who slept with her! (i didn't like hearin' that.....but my Mom said it was a good thing 'cause she wasn't as lonely for me that way, so i guess it's ok) she said she couldn't think of one thing that she didn't like, that everyone made her feel so welcome it was like bein' in a fairy tale! she said the weirdest thing is the pack of Alpacas down the road. do you know what an Alpaca is? i guess beans grow them for their fur. if you look over there on the left, you'll see what they look like. she had an elk steak and an elk burger to eat and said they were really good (the Calico Dad cooked 'em)</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">here is a picture of my Mom and Calico Mom Toni.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh3N-ZkjnQ57XDPLL2iei6mW1LSPzAva-H2KyPhDJ1CQ44rvdjuTwUDpKd5g0H_YEguu3ixvYEi_g4H0deKwmqn4qWFyFu-iZI5JgJGDWwOqcJd31-qqfnPYMVTInNJmdO8WwF/s1600-h/P1010007ID.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221195050648659170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh3N-ZkjnQ57XDPLL2iei6mW1LSPzAva-H2KyPhDJ1CQ44rvdjuTwUDpKd5g0H_YEguu3ixvYEi_g4H0deKwmqn4qWFyFu-iZI5JgJGDWwOqcJd31-qqfnPYMVTInNJmdO8WwF/s320/P1010007ID.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">they look kinda the same size don't they? anyway, she loved her trip and is so happy that she went. the worst part 'bout it was leavin'. she said she had tears in her eyes when it was time to go 'cause she doesn't know if she'll ever see any of them again and that made her sad. but, she is happy to be back home with me, i'm glad 'bout that too!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">we'll post more pictures, probly tomorrow. my Mom went back to work today (she said it was awful) and is really tired and wants to go up to bed. yea!<br /></span></div><div></div>Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-51480080786488668382008-06-29T18:14:00.002-04:002008-06-29T18:20:32.417-04:00lotsa fowlers<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDolgw_czqr1l6OOb-rSs5oE6rVUD-e7TS5S_JRg2WSW09HEp1J6OAUuEyGDH3mvLxCRyGO6Oh8ntD2GSDzccVD3wCuommms_ze7llI70PRHciUa52d_7toGDG2M8eTiZPHnhT/s1600-h/front+yard+08.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217431215542355714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDolgw_czqr1l6OOb-rSs5oE6rVUD-e7TS5S_JRg2WSW09HEp1J6OAUuEyGDH3mvLxCRyGO6Oh8ntD2GSDzccVD3wCuommms_ze7llI70PRHciUa52d_7toGDG2M8eTiZPHnhT/s320/front+yard+08.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">the Dad's lilly's are bloomin'. click to bigify, they're really pretty</span></div><br /><div></div>Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14464726.post-18540381769074611662008-06-26T15:31:00.001-04:002008-06-26T15:32:52.983-04:00bad tooth<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">my Mom is not happy. she was in a lot of pain 'cause of a tooth! she had a root canal. i'm not sure what that is, but i do know she's complainin' 'bout how many green papers it cost.</span>Edsel/The Poochhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06134472536465502311noreply@blogger.com7