Showing posts with label shakespeare. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shakespeare. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

baxter and duk duk's nitey nite bedtime tales: the little kielbasa helps a bunny (part 3)


Lucky for the Little Kielbasa and his new bunny friend, Strik knew just where to go to get some carrots.  After first stopping to drop off the things they had collected, they walked on to Strik's cousin's house on the farm.  "Knock knoooock! It's meeEEeee, your favorite cousin Stri-iiiiiik!" sing songed the bunny as he made his way into his cousin's hutch. "This is my new friend the Little Kielbasa and he is going to make super duper grade a stinkylicious monkey chow pancakes for everyone, and I am going to make a nice green salad.  It will be a party and everyone is invited.  Only we are out of carrots and I thought you guys could spare us some. I see  Farm Helper Kradsfignewton brought you guys some nice ones to-.... "  

Click!  The door to Strik's cousins' hutch snapped shut, trapping Strik, his cousins, and the delicious carrots inside.


"Ay de mi!" cried Strik. "Trapped like a bunny in a cage!  If I do not get out soon, all our plans will be in jeopardy because I have to be home by six to watch Bugs Bunny!" Strick turned to the Little Kielbasa, who had just let out a giant foofie and was disappointed that nobunny was close enough to his masterpiece to enjoy the subtle aromas of turkey, rawhide, and gummy worms that wafted about like a butterfly above a pretty yellow field of flowers. "I know! Hey, Little Kielbasa my new friend,  go fetch your friend Pussycat and tell him I'm trapped in the Bunny Hutch over at Farmer Wells' Farm.  Tell him to bring his gas mask and hurry!  Run, Little Kielbasa, run!




Oh Strik is in trouble now! Will the Little Kielbasa make it to Pussycat's in time to help Strik and the Litle Kielbasa throw their monkey chow pancake and green salad with carrots party in time so that Strik can get back home to watch Bugs Bunny?  Does Pussycat even have a gas mask and if he does not, will he pass out from the magnificient foofie cloud that the Little Kielbasa made that nobunny could appreciate because they were too far away?  Why is the Little Kielbasa so gassy??  If the answers do not come in your dreams tonight, then maybe you will find out tomorrow when we bring you the conclusion to our bedtime story.  Pleasant dreams and  nitey nite my friends! :)

Monday, April 8, 2013

baxter and duk duk's nitey nite bedtime stories: the little kielbasa helps a bunny (part 2)


"What is new, Pussycat?" asked the Little Kielbasa, "May we please take this delicious bone that you are not using?  My bunny friend and I are planning to make monkey chow pancakes!  You are welcome to join us, too, and bring those super delicious u-know-whats that you make that I like so much. You know, the ones you always bury in the special treasure box just for me. :) "



After letting Pussycat know what time the pancake party would begin, the Little Kielbasa and Strik left Pussycat and stopped by the bunny's garden.  "Should we have a bit of green salad with our pancakes?" asked Strik.  "Well, maybe," mumbled the Little Kielbasa as he tried to hold on to the bone they had just gotten.  "It sure would be tasty with a nice gummy worm dressing.  Oh snap! I forgot we do not have carrots..."


Uh oh, a salad with out carrots!  What will the Little Kielbasa and his bunny friend do now?  Find out tomorrow night and until then, poopie dreams! Good nitey nite my friends !! :) b

Sunday, April 7, 2013

baxter and duk duk's nitey nite bedtime tales: the little kielbasa helps a bunny




 




Hello everybuddy and welcome to me and duk duk's very special nitey nite bedtime tales! For the next few days, me and duk duk will be posting later than usual so we can read you a bedtime story from the super cool book that mom got us.  Only because it is in another language that we do not understand, me and duk duk will be making up our own super cool story as we go along.  Are you ready to get into your jammies because here we go!
























This book is called " The Little Kielbasa Helps a Bunny" by Dodo Baloney.  Illustrated by Paul Doolittle using mom's dinnerware, with Mona Goshopping. A Laddieman publication published in 1972, originally costing 1 kruppence.

Okay I am turning the page and I hope u got your jammies on because here we go :)




 

 



In a tiny enchanted corner of his backyard just to the left of his favorite pooping tree,and three paces from where he remembered he spied a turtle one hot summer day last year,  the Little Kielbasa was minding his own business digging a giant hole and having fun watching his foofies float away in the springtime breeze when he spied a little white bunny in the shadows of some tall tall grasses.  

"Hi, howya doin?" asked the bunny. "My name is Strik. You have beem making smells like a fella who might know this.  Do you know where I might get some delicious monkey chow pancakes?  I am not from around here and I am famished!"

"I am pretty good," said the Little Kielbasa. "And yes! I know just the place.  Here, follow me. We will need to stop and get a few things along the way."

(oops, sorry my head got in the way of the picture but the little kielbasa is talking to a bunny that is just under my nose.  u will see him soon.  like...now, when u scroll down....)



















Hoping that bunnies are not allergic to such flavorful additions, the Little Kielbasa led his new friend under a hole in the fence by the yard where his friends, The Little Misses, live, to get the stash of McCormick spices and extracts that they kept in their backyard playhouse.  He also considered whether or not he should get enough supplies to make monkey chow beignets, but thought better of it when he remembered what a hard time Strik had pulling his chubby hiney out from under the fence....
















Hee hee, okay this book goes on for a few more pages my friends so we will pick up here tomorrow bcuz it is getting past our bedtimes. Pleasant dreams and nitey nite!! :) :)







Saturday, April 6, 2013

ode to a donut























sometimes i wish i were a donut,
round as round can be,
because then i'd be able no matter what,
to lick my little hiney!

- baxter, 6.3 years old :)

Monday, March 25, 2013

tiny strawberry







i think i will never see
a fruit as lovely as a strawberry.

a berry that smells so yummy and sweet
my heart would flutter, and skip a beat.

a berry whose presence brings me delight,
no matter how small, no matter how slight.

a berry upon which my eyes would gaze,
dreaming of summer's glory days.

upon whose surface i would puncture,
savoring the sweetness of our juncture.

writing poems is great and it brings me glee,
but oh how i wish i could have
another strawberry.

- baxter, 6.25 years old :)








Tuesday, March 5, 2013

haiku 4 u: yummy yummy


o tummy tummy
how i like it when u r full
of yummy yummy! 

- baxter, 6.25 years old :)



Saturday, January 26, 2013

rummagey-rum-rum








 
 













rummagey-rum-rum, a rummaging i will go!
rooting and snooting and tossing around,
what i seek, even i don't  know,
but i will not stop, until it is found!
 
- baxter, 6.1 years old, 
on catching the apparently very contagious and inexplicable empty-my-toybox-and-scatter-my-toyfriends-everywhere bug. :)



Sunday, November 4, 2012

word of the day: begrudgingly



begrudgingly: adverbial form of begrudge (to give or expend with reluctance).

Hoping to keep the whereabouts of his buried gummy worm stash safe, he begrudingly allowed himself to be taken through the paw wash.


Saturday, October 27, 2012

baxter and duk duk's scary stories: the tell tale poop (continued)

I was asleep by the time Harley came home, so we caught up the next morning.

"It was my pooper!", he proclaimed with a voice that conveyed both relief and a sense having been probed in an alien manner. "The Xrays showed that I was super full of poop!!  I was consti-pooped!"

"Wait, what? Really??" I asked with a spine tingling blend of envy and surprise.

"Yup!  No acorns, no pancreatitis, no allergic reactions or anything - my pooper was just full of poop!  The vet said I should have remembered to drink more water on the long drive to our new home.  I was shivering and panting because I was in pain, because when you have that much poop in you, well, you know, it hurts.  And yeah I could not tell u either why I was still pooping even though I was constipooped, but there u have it.  Or should I say, there it was, all over the..well, let's not talk about that part.  Apparently an enema does not mean what I thought it meant. "

"Wow, that is so scary, to think that your own poopie could do that to you.  I have always thought of poopie snakes as our friends, but I guess they're friends only if they don't overstay their welcome! Hey now that you're all empty, let's ask mom for a snackie!"

"Yeah I am famished!" 












Well there you have it, a tale so scary and real it had to be told. This Halloween, drink plenty of water, my friends, and avoid a visit from the grim pooper.

Thursday, October 25, 2012

baxter & duk duk's haunted spooky stories: the bowl

Once upon a morning dreary, sleepy, hungry and awful weary,
did the little dog come greeting,  hopeful to be eating.
"rumbly is my tumbly," he stated nice and humbly,
"perhaps a little something to sate me, evermore?"

And much to his delight, a mysterious bowl appeared in morning light,
deep and wide, and full of what he hoped would be rawhide.

"oh glee, oh joy, o happy day, tis truly a time to skip school and play,"
quoth the dachshund , "and even wii some more!"

A bowl so deep and full of promise, he trembled as he got closer, closer to his holy grail. 

"snackies for all, i do declare, come one come all, there's plenty to share!"
quoth the dachshund, "and we can even wii some more!"
 
Into the bowl he did peer, sniffing, drooling, and full of cheer.
Yet little ears, once so perky, folded back like chicken jerky.

"hey there's no rawhide in here, not even a schmear!", quoth the dachshund, ever so bummed.
"in fact it's empty, empty like a hollow drum."

And this where our story turned, and for all hopeful dogs, lesson learned.
"goto school in the morning, goto school in the morning" quoth the dachshund, "and never wii some more."


Thursday, October 11, 2012

minus two

sharing, sharing, it could be caring, 
except when your friends get overbearing, 
and leave u staring
at an empty bowl.

- baxter, 5.8 years old, sorely disappointed that he did not get to lick the bottom of the apples n sweet potato baby food container all by himself while visiting his friends harley n hayley :)



Sunday, October 7, 2012

quality time

 










o duk duk my friend, 
i like playing with you.
let me fix your neck.

- baxter, 5.8 years old, playing with duk duk on a sleepy sunday morning. :)
 

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

september september


september september, a time to remember
those we have lost,
yet remain in hearts, like a glowing ember.


Tuesday, September 25, 2012

hither dither














tickle my tummy 
oh wontchoo pretty please,
it is time to play!

- baxter, 5.8 years old, on his favorite way of making sure his mom and dad do not spend too much time working on the computer. :)

Monday, August 27, 2012

my happy sunday

 














digging a nice hole
on a lovely afternoon,
my happy sunday. :)

- baxter, 5.7 years old, on how he spent his sunday afternoon, digging and sniffing in the dirt. 




Thursday, June 14, 2012

homeslice













a slice of tomato
from my very own garden,
i cannot wait for more!

- baxter, 5.5 years old, too excited to sit still for pictures with his very first homegrown tomato slice of the season

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

land shark













i am a land shark
jumping out to catch his prey.
watch your fingers mom!

- baxter, 5.5 years old, and very happy that school is over so he can start his summer vacation. :)

Saturday, May 26, 2012

i like to play


















  
i like to play
on rainy days
and sunny days
and cloudy days
and windy days
and every day 
in between. :)

- baxter, 5.4 years old

Thursday, May 24, 2012

i like tummy rubs :)











turning upside down
and thumping my tail gently,
i like tummy rubs. :)

- baxter. 5.4 years old, on the how to and joys of a nice mid-day tummy rub.




Monday, May 14, 2012

tastes like peanut butter

















o yummy yummy!
are you sure that my diet
starts today, boo hoo?

- baxter, 5.4 years old, on enjoying one last gelato hurrah before having to lose to 2.5 pounds to get back to the vet's recommended weight of 17.5 pounds.