Showing posts with label Chessie Trail. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chessie Trail. Show all posts

19 July 2007

Falling Behind Here!


I am sorry for my extended absence, but muzzer has been preoccupied with taking care of Aunt Marie and Uncle Ray. That said, I have had a nice long chat with her, and we have agreed that she must be more alert to her primary duty of keeping up my blog and making my life interesting. There are still some areas of negotation, but she has agreed to help me catch up.



In the interest of efficiency, we are going to polish off two (TWO!) tags in one blog. Fortunately, that is not difficult for me. I am nothing if not efficient. Just watch me make my food disappear. Oh no, you looked away. It is gone.


I have told her that when we finish this, she may take a break and help me get ready for my trip to see Miss Snickers, Mr. Butchy and their family. Including maybe Toto! So, here we go!


List Five things you would put in a time capsule.


OK. Number ONE: A copy of the Constitution of the United States. Battered though it may have become, abused as it has recently been, it is still a document worthy of review.








Number TWO: My favorite stuffie: Kitty Cat puppet. Kitty has been with me since Santa Fe. She has survived my travels, she comforted me through my sore paw, and even Teka has not destroyed her. I think something with these magical powers should be passed on to later generations









Number THREE: A picture of my favorite walk from VA. Along the Chessie trail near the Blue Ridge mountains. It was one of my favorite walks with Dad and Muzzer, and I miss the excitement of finding something new and exciting just around the corner. So, just in case we have really screwed the world up badly, this is what it "used to be."




Number FOUR: a package of Frozen Green Beans. My favorite Treat. Exceptional with Breakfast and Dinner (I skip lunch), and good frozen or thawed. Do not cook them. You destroy the delicate flavor.




Number FIVE: Ten of my favorite plastic bags for poop scooping. If they have dogs at all, they need these.


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Ha Ha! One down, one to go




and now:



My Five Favorite Books!




Number One!


Written by my favorite Dad in all the world.

And yes, this is blatant self promotion.


But Hey, it pays for the kibble, treats, groomer and road trips!





Number Two:

Not just because I are one (Philosopher's Dog, that is) and not just because of the really cool looking wire on the cover, but because this was a Christmas present to muzzer the first year I lived with them, and it is the first thing she ever read out loud to me. Put me to sleep, it really did.





Number Three:

My bible, my guide, my inspiration for getting along with Teka!






Number Four:

Because this book is about Clifford, he is a dog, and his person is named ....
and it reminds me of both my sissies.




Number Five:
And I love this one not because it is great literature, but muzzer does a great Grover imitation when she reads me to sleep at night!










So, now you know my secrets. I have VERY eclectic tastes in Literature, and I like to be read to, not to read to myself. If you were thinking I am an intellectual you must now revise your thinking.