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Paw Time with Houdini

Barks!  Hey sweet friends.  How are you doing?  I must tell you about my adventure over the weekend.  It was most interesting for sure.  Last Saturday mom went to go feed me my breakfast and guess what?  I wouldn’t eat it.  Nope.  I looked at her and sat down on the floor.  Mom knew right there and then something was wrong.  Mom’s always know, right?  She picked me up and I put my head on her shoulder just staring in her eyes.  I was trying to use my doggy psychic powers and let her know what was wrong.  Mom woke up daddy and told him to get dressed that we were going to the V.E.T.  Now, mom doesn’t think I can spell but I knew what she was saying.  And at that point, I didn’t care.  Mom kept saying she and dad were going to make me all better and I believed them.

At the vet’s office, I was the first one back for the day. I got to see my regular doctor.  Of course there was the alien probe and then the touchy feeling all over my body.  The doctor even tried to feed me and I wouldn’t eat.  Then he looked at mom/dad and said he knew exactly what was wrong.  What was it you ask?  I had a bad sinus infection in my throat.  Who knew?!  Of course it makes sense now.  I got a shot in my rump for my sick feeling to my tummy and some allergy pills.  Let me tell you friends, that shot did wonders.  We were half way home and it was like my tummy flipped and I felt so much better already!  I couldn’t help but give mom/dad kisses for making me better.  And during this pollen season outside, guess who will be taking allergy pills – moi!  I’ve had several now and I feel so good – no more sneezing for this pooch.

Now I leave you with a repeat on Jokes with Dad.  We didn’t have time to get any new ones done this week.  But never fear, I will corner dad down this weekend and got a bunch of new ones.  Hope you have an awesome weekend friends.


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Paw Time with Houdini

Hello sweet friends.  Houdini here.  Or should I say Spider Houdini – barks with puppy laughter!  A couple of weekends ago I was getting ready to go to the spa.  I picked out my Spiderman hoodie to wear… cause you know I’m a tough guy like that.  I mean heck look at my face.  Wouldn’t you be shaking in your shoes if you saw me coming?  Of course you would ❤  And see, mom says I was shaggy so I had to go to the spa and get groomed.  I didn’t get upset over that – she tells daddy the same thing sometimes – HA!

And speaking of daddy – I now leave you with Jokes with Daddy.  Enjoy my friends and have a great weekend!




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Paw Time with Houdini

Hello sweet friends.  I hope that you have had a fabulous week.  I’ve been doing what I enjoy most – stretching out on some comfy blankets and sleeping… you know in between the other important things in my life like eating, more sleeping, playing and of course more sleeping.  Hey, a dog has to have plenty of rest to protect the home.  And you know it’s hard work trying to make sure the daddy stays on top of things here at the crib while mom is off at the worky place.

And when mom is at home – especially on the weekends – she has been doing a lot of cleaning and what she calls decluttering.  Sometimes I just want to tell her to sit down and take a nap.  Really, she looks like that cartoon character that’s always buzzing around.  This will end soon, right?  Dad calls it nesting.  I call it deranged.

So with that being said, I leave you today with Jokes with Daddy.  I hope you enjoy my friends and have a great weekend.  Remember to get some rest!



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Paw Time with Houdini

HA!  You knew daddy had to be behind this shirt literally and figuratively, right?  He said this shirt has both of us written all over it.  I barked.  Mom said she should get daddy a matching shirt.  Now that’s funny.  Today we are suppose to get our new washer and dryer.  I hope so.  Maybe mom can calm down a bit afterwards and maybe then we can have a better weekend than we had last weekend.  I hope so anyway.

I heard mom talking to a neighbor last night.  Mom was holding me and said neighbor told mom that I had legs.  No way!  Get out of here.  I have legs?!  Did you know that?  Anyway said neighbor told mom she should take me for walks…. on a leash.  Really?  I wanted to tell this said neighbor to take herself for a walk on a leash.  Really?  Stay out of my business please and thank you.  The gall of this person.  Mom kept her cool though.  She told said person that I could go for a walk but she would have to carry me back cause you know this cute little body is not made for long walks.  No way!  That’s why I have me a puppy carriage.  I walk in style… or should I say I get pushed in style.  Barks and rolls with puppy laughter.


Posted by on February 24, 2017 in Houdini, Jokes with Daddy, Paw Time with Houdini


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Wave All Your Fingers at Your Neighbor Day

Journalist Rocky the Squirrel here –

“Keeping my paws on the nuts of the world!”



February 7th is Wave All Your Fingers at Your Neighbor Day – I tell you what – they come up with a lot of strange holidays here don’t they?  This day is the *perfect* opportunity to greet your neighbor with a big wave – be sure to use all of your fingers.  Without a doubt, this day was created to put a smile on your face and upon your neighbors face.  It’s intent is meant to be friendly, create a better relationship with your neighbors and to make people smile.   – I *know* you can do it.

So go out and greet those neighbors with a big big five finger wave with a big bright smile on your face.



Posted by on February 7, 2017 in Journalist Rocky the Squirrel


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Busted and Miscellaneous Adventures

Hello sweet friends – I hope you had a wonderful LONG weekend with Labor Day.  Labor Day the unofficial last day of Summer.  I only wish it was true in the weather department as well.  Because why?  Because it’s still hotter than you know what here in the South.  Don’t get me wrong.  This past weekend was absolutely beautiful – cooler weather, lower humidity and slight winds.  It was *almost* like a wonderful fall day.  In fact, mom even slipped some Pumpkin Spice coffee in there in places.  That just screams fall, right?

Then there was yesterday with daddy.  When we have leftover bread – you know when the bread becomes a rock and you can almost kill someone with it – (snorts with piggy laughter) dad will throw it out in the front yard for birds and other night creature anipals to eat.  You know they have to eat too.  Well yesterday he and mom were fixing to go off so he throws the bread out.  That’s when mom says things got out of control.  It was like the movie Jurassic Park where all of those little pesky velociraptors came running across the fields at people.

That’s right – Chicken Run was back in the hood.  They came running from next door (of course) and tackled the leftover bread like there was no tomorrow.  At one point, mom said she counted EIGHT of them.  Shakes piggy head.  I lost count at two… that is two for a chicken snack on the run – HA!  Nah, I couldn’t hurt the chicks.  I’ve kind of gotten attached to them.  And of course the neighbor stills insists, “I don’t have chickens”.  Okay then.  I guess they just ‘hang out’ in your backyard every day/night.  I guess this brings new meaning to free range chickens.  Snorts with piggy laughter – I kill myself!

Now I want to share a story with you.  A story from the heart.  I know I talk about my humans going off unattended all of the time and them getting into trouble.  But sometimes their adventures don’t end up in trouble.  You see over the long weekend, daddy had a craving for these things called Krystals.  The are little petite hamburgers that are square and wonderful.  Kind of similar (I’m told) to White Castles but mom says they’re better.  I wouldn’t know because I’ve not tried the comparison.

So mom takes daddy to the restaurant and they decide to eat there which they normally don’t.  But mom just had a ‘feeling’ they needed to eat there and she had a coupon for a gazillion Krystals.  Okay maybe not a gazillion but quite a few.  She told dad that it was an excellent buy and she was going to get that many because he could eat them during the week.  Now we all know that women get these feelings called women’s intuition.  You should always go with that feeling – and your first instincts.  So mom/dad are eating their meal and they are done.  They have leftovers, of course.  That’s when a man came into the restaurant that got mom’s attention.

You could tell this man had been through some tough times by his attire.  He went to the counter and they turned him away.  That’s when the light bulbs went off in mom’s head and she starting shaking her head.  She knew now why she needed to eat at the restaurant and order so much food.  The man looked defeated from being turned away at the counter.  Mom got up, walked up front and got another french fry order and large drink.  During this time, the staff at the restaurant had told the man that he had to leave.  Mom said, “No, he’s a paying patron and he’s eating.”  She then invited the man over to dine with her and dad.

You learn so much about people just with a single act of kindness.  This meal made this man’s day.  Mom/dad sat with him and talked with him and laughed with him.  At the end of the meal, he asked how much he owed.  Mom said, “Nothing.  It’s paid in full just by you joining us and making our day with your company.”



Posted by on September 6, 2016 in Bacon


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Cats Rule – Pigs Drool!

 Hello blogville – Hemi here.  Can you say busted little piggy?  I told you I could get better pictures of the roaming chickens.  I set up the situation Saturday afternoon.  I then sat a few feet away from the door… just waiting.  Cause you know, us lions are good at waiting.  I must have sat there for hours… okay maybe it was 30 minutes.  Who could sit longer with that pig and dog running around here at the Hotel Thompson.

Then it happened.  I heard them first but I waited patiently.  I saw a couple of these 2 piece snacks walk in front of my door.  That’s when I silently stalked up to the door and peering over the threshold.  If you wait, more will come and that’s what I did.  At one time, I counted five babies… then the mom showed up.   Look closely at the picture to the right above where I am standing – you can see her head.

And we are right.  As soon as the pig and dog spotted them and started making enough noise to wake the dead – rolls kitty eyes – they ran back to the neighbors house and went into their backyard.  They so live there!  Can you say busted?




Posted by on August 22, 2016 in Bacon, Hemi


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