Tuesday, April 21, 2015

PAC-P.U. :)

 



whoa, duk duk, do i look fuzzy 2 u? because i sure feel fuzzy. but at least that is all over, and the tushie man's lady was supercool enough to send us some pictures of my procedures. speaking of which...


















 i am thinking maybe we find out where the tushie man got his gas mask and his gas from bc let me tell u, that stuff really knocks u out like u would not believe.  better than monkey chow chili foofies and kitty poop tarts combined.  but unfortunately it does not smell nearly as bad so u know, it would not be nearly as fun.














 








what's that? yeah, i do not know, duk duk. i would tell u more about what happened, but really, i have no idea. except, sheesh, i woke up and there no flaming bunny tattoo...

























but the tushie man did give me some super cool dissolving stitches from the cyst he removed.












and mom does not think so, but  i am pretty sure i might be getting a gold pirate tooth from where tushie man took out my loose one. and if not, well, at least if i try hard enough, i bet i can probably whistle all on my own now. i might not like him poking around my u know what, but duk duk, i have to say, i do like my tushie man and the tushie man's lady a LOT.

boy, the tushie man was right, this sleepy stuff does wear off pretty fast. quick duk duk, help me practice my pitiful groggy face before i forget how to make it...  










hee hee, this face already got me a big bowl of chunky chick-- um, chunky water,  and i bet if we play our cards right, it can get us at least eleventy five bags of gummy worms too!! :) :)











Monday, April 20, 2015

little coneflower

well, duk duk, I am sure glad that got cleared up. I guess I was really hungry when the tushie man said it, because I sure thought he said ice cream cone and of course how could u say no to that no matter if u r getting an eye thingy removed or not?...  hey, can u scratch my nose for me?


wow, I see this might be a problem for both of us. good thing this is only our test run so that way we can work out the kinks. how bout maybe we take off the yellow part?



yep U just have 2 look for the snaps cuz remember that time when mom first made it for me and we wore it for easter? that was the year u got us banned from..okay okay, i will get off our bed but I call dibs on my same spot so no stealing it when we are all done or I will pound u...hee hee, yeah I guess u r right I guess I should save the pounding for after my stitches dissolve. okay, is that the last one? 




hmm, full range of head motion but I cannot reach my eyes with my paws. a fit that is not too loose or too snug. yes this is much better than that blue thingy we got when I got frankentushied. now if I can only resist rubbing my head on the floor we will be set!




although if I do, maybe mom would make me a new one with propeller shaped blades instead of marigold petals. :) 



Sunday, April 19, 2015

sunday mourning


Tiny chumley didn't know my grandfather until he was already very old. By the time they first met, my grandfather was 97, and Baxter a playful 3.

Had my grandfather been younger, I am certain he would have delighted in taking Baxter for walkies and in throwing the ball for him in his backyard. Spending time doing things with him, much has he did with my brother and I when we were little.  And my grandfather would have probably been a bit more strict in applying the same rules of doggie ownership that he applied to his own beloved dog so many years ago.  But both made merry do with their circumstances, and who was I to deny them the happiness derived from the flood of beef jerky snackies that overtly, and often covertly, flowed between two mutually consenting parties?

  

 

Three more snackie filled, happy little kielbasa visits and five years would pass before my grandfather would die peacefully at his home on what was this past Good Friday.  I have struggled in finding the words to share this news and adequately remark on his life.  I thought about it as I made our preparations to attend his funeral, with every black skirt I tried on, and with every stitch I made into the black top that I knew, had he still been alive, would have garnered the kind of compliment that only those in my mother's family could make. I thought about it as I packed our things for the long journey to his home, where my brother and I spent the careless summers of our youth, and thought about it at every rest area we stopped, and with every hour that passed driving on the interstates that ultimately led us to the bittersweet intersection of the past, present, and future. 


I had hoped that the passage time would eventually give me the voice I needed to eloquently say what I thought I wanted to say, before my timing got despicably tardy as is often the case with the thank you notes I am always very late in sending.  But truth be told, only snippets have come to me, and they often leave my mind as quickly as they appear, lest tears break through the walls of my usually impenetrable fortress of optimism and happiness. 

 It pains me to know that many of my grandfather's century of personal memories and moments are now lost in time, and I am comforted in knowing that we can still remember him though shared memories, and the traits we acquired and the lessons we learned from him.  Some day, I hope the words will come.  But today, I find solace in knowing that joy can be had at any age, and that my grandfather will be always wonderfully remembered by a happy little four legged boy, and his very very happy little tummy.


Friday, April 17, 2015

flaming bunnies


yep, that's it, duk duk.  right there on my lower eye rim. 



the tushie man said it has got to go and so I get 2 stay home from school on Tuesday and mom said u can stay home too.

I wonder if the tushie man will use a sword like zorro did when he visited me when I was little.



well, I think zorro used a sword. I kind of was asleep for all of that and do not remember much. which is why I guess he left his mark on me, come to think of it...  



I sure hope the tushie man will let me have a say with my new mark. I'm thinkin flaming bunnies, dontchoo think, duk duk? :)




Wednesday, April 15, 2015

good morning morning world :)


hee hee, good morning morning world! I fetched u a newspaper :) :)


Monday, April 13, 2015

operation sick day


hee hee yeah I think it will work, too, duk duk. thanks for taking a hit for the team. we are going 2 have so much fun today.  oo, wait, I think I hear her coming! go tell everybuddy operation sick day has commenced! 



um, hi mom. I do not feel very good today. my throat is all scratchy and my mouth feels all foamy, and, well, for all I know I could have rabies or something and I certainly would not want 2 infect anybuddy else at school. so I guess this means me, and duk duk and chocobot and lulu the tiger and lil pink puppy should all stay home, dontchoo think?....(blink blink)....


did I forget to mention how foamy my mouth feels? :) 






Thursday, April 9, 2015

and now a very important message


if anybuddy knows how to get melted gummy worms and glitter out of the inside of your mom's purse which u may or may not have been using without her permission, please do not delay and dial 1-800-555-POOP . operators are urgently standing by. :) 


Tuesday, April 7, 2015

promises promises

see, mom? I can do it. all u do is press down just like we do when we play super Mario kart brothers. and, if u let me and duk duk borrow your sewing machine for, oh, maybe a couple of hours so we can make our parachute, well, we poopie and paw and wing swear not to mess anything up, I promise. :)




Monday, April 6, 2015

halo liv-a-littles, take eleventy-threeve (clack!)


...try new halo liv-a-(growf!)...try new halo liv-(growf!)... try new little halo (growf!).. try new halo liv-a-lit (growf!)..try new ha-(growf!)..try new halo (growf!)...try new (growf!)...try (growf!)...try (growf!)...tr (growf!)...t (growf!)...hee hee, okay mom, i think u r right, let's just do this as a voice over...




"try new halo liv-a-littles grain free 100% wild salmon.  they're so good, they'll bring out the wolf in you. :)" #soDelicious




Friday, April 3, 2015

eggcellent


hee hee, there is no way the easter bunny will recognize me this year. he will hardly know what's coming because when we go to the mall and it is finally our turn 2 take pictures with him,  i will be like. "hi howya doin mister easter bunny, do u like my new easter bonnet, nice bowtie there. and then, GROWF!" #bunnystew :)


Wednesday, April 1, 2015

hallo mijn moeder

hee hee, okay duk duk i will do it.  just hurry up n go hide cuz i hear her coming.


 why hallo mijn moeder! i was just coming 2 find u.  my nails feel really long.  would you please trim them for me?



hee hee hee....oh goody! okay, i will just wait here while u go get dad and the nail thingy and the...wait, what???



mom, u do know today is april first, dontchoo??

 





Monday, March 30, 2015

problem solved :)


hmmmm...well, there is my bed under our bed, my bed by the foot of our bed, and my bed to the side of our bed.  we could put them all together and I bet it would be long enough.  especially if dad takes his pillow and a blankie with him. and then that way, there would finally b enough room for everybuddy and i would not be kicking him and waking him up and stuff. :)


Thursday, March 26, 2015

etsy fresh: u know, for mom and dad, and like for anybuddy who was ever born


Let me start by saying the obvious. tiny chumley and I should be doing our taxes.  Which is precisely why we did everything in our power not to yesterday.   Laundry was folded, flowers picked, celebrity gossip googled, the floor swept, holes dug, paws washed, naps under down blankies taken, and a rather lengthy blog post on baxter's adoption was started then tabled because it was time to start thinking about dinner and how it probably would somehow be better if we ate out because of all the things I did think about, defrosting something and then preparing it for dinner was not one of them.  And yippee -  we even loaded some happy new little doxie cards to the etsy shop, which proves that there really is a pot of cuteness gold at the end of every procrastination rainbow.

Next week we'll really hunker down and do those taxes, but for now, happy shopping and happy thursday, my friends! :)

https://www.etsy.com/shop/kalyxcraftopia

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

gettin diggy wit it

hee hee, well, mom, now that the daffodils we planted in my holes from last fall are up, i can see now i need 2 make a few more holes.  just so, u know, things will look a little fuller come next spring.  call me when lunchy lunch is ready, ok?  :)


Monday, March 23, 2015

fun for a dog and a duk


well I'll be...


...i guess u r right, dukduk...


poopie snakes do not slink down the stairs after all.


Friday, March 20, 2015

this is a hypoopbole :)

hee hee, I once made a poopie snake...(okay now, madwilly!)



thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis big!! :)



Tuesday, March 17, 2015

happy st Patrick's day by Baxter and duk duk

well, mom, because a) i am little like a leprechaun, b) i am wearing green, c)  me and duk duk could not find any clovers and d) who needs real gold when u can make your own pure comedy gold? :).  #happyStPooptricksDay


Monday, March 16, 2015

little souvenir

Sometimes when your tiny boyfriend cannot go to the beach with you, you bring the beach back home to him. :) 


oooOOOooOOooOooo! mom, didjoo smell it? it totally smells like the ocean foofied!! :) :) 


Friday, March 13, 2015

meanwhile back in middle hyuk...




yes dad, I know mom will b home tomorrow and I promise I will come up to bed after I tell my niteynite joke. i will only be just a second...



okay, why did the pink manatee cross the road? 


to poop on the other side!


ahaha hyuk hyuk hyuk!!!


nitey nite my friends :)

poopiesmell island

dear diary,
although me and duk duk's stowaway spring break vacation to the beach with mom and madwilly was very short and now we will be on our way home shortly, at least it was very long in memories. i hope one day me and duk duk can pedal back 2 this beach for real, maybe inside a giant hamster ball because a) there were big dogs  b) we could walk on the water and float around c) me and duk duk could have a picnic inside and not worry about getting sand all over our gummy worms liek we did this time, and d) we would be protected from the eagles and ospreys that seem to like lurking about.  oh and the hamster ball would need an ez access panel bc i found out some people bait their crab traps with pig bones and the bones wash up to shore from time to time.  i am pretty sure the bones would be delicious because toy me saw a big dog snitch one while on a beach walkie and he was very disappointed that his mom told him he had to drop it.

anyhoo, before we leave the beach completely, me and duk duk hope 2 sneak off to the souvenir store today and get some saltwater taffy and some shark teeth and maybe if we are lucky, some sea glitter and manatee poop in a bottle for everybuddy back home.  and then we will be back on the road so be sure to check our instygram and facebooky  because i am pretty sure the drive back will be especially boring, especially since we will be packed in mom's canvas tote again since somedukkie forgot to pack our magic transformation potion. which is probably just as well because we are really hoping to be packed next to the stinky shell bucket.

toodleydoo!
b. :)