Hey hey hey blogaroos. Squirmy here on a terrific Tuesday.

Before I share news about the “time change treat” we got the other day, some updates on the home front. Keith has departed to take care of some business at home, but Sue is still here for a bit. We’ll miss our morning walks with Keith – but Sue is still here providing a good ricochet target. She just shakes her head at me.

So here’s the deal on our time change surprise. You know how each morning the Boss and I MUST have our frozen KONGS which are filled with yogurt and kibble? I mean we MUST HAVE THEM so that the Warden can actually enjoy her breakfast. Meanwhile, the Coyote gets a slice of bread because he thinks that chewing on hard rubber to extract food is ridiculous. Well, the Warden decided to try something different. She cored apples, stuffed them with a biscuit and yogurt and put them in the freezer overnight. Picture edible billiard balls. The Boss stood and stared at his for a minute, while I took off under the dining room table with mine. When I dropped it, it sounded like a rock hitting the floor. The Warden thought I might not like it- but hello, I LOVED it. She knew the Boss would like it – he eats anything. Remember he broke into the bag of potatoes and had a grand time – so apples are a real treat.

Meanwhile, the Coyote still prefers his slice of bread… But he often changes his mind, so she’ll try again with him.

The Warden thinks this will be a good alternative to KONGS some days. And we agree! Her Martha Stewart- like moment was a success!

And speaking of edible stuff, today is World X-ray Day – a day to mark the discovery of X-ray technology. In honor of it, I found a bunch of dog X-rays with some non-edible items in their stomachs. Check them out…

https://dogtime.com/dog-health/49829-15-x-rays-weirdest-things-ever-found-dogs-stomachs/amp

I don’t know if we posted those before – but they do deserve a rerun if we did. What dog swallows a phone?! Or an arrow? The Warden said the golf balls made her nervous when she thinks about my retrieving skills. Trust me – I want the handful of treats I get when I bring back a ball – more than I want to swallow a ball. I may be crazy – but I’m not that crazy.

OK. Sun is almost up – time to get the party started! Let’s see what today will be – an apple or a KONG day. Life is so exciting!

Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe.

Howdy doody blogaroos. Squirmy here on another sunny Sunday. We’ve had warm weather again the past few days so the Boss is not amused. He’s the only one in the household not enjoying the summer- like weather. It won’t last for long so he’ll get over his moping.

As you are reading this, I hope you remembered to move your clock back last night. That is – if you live in a place where that is still done. It means you got an extra hour of sleep last night. Unless you are owned by a dog. Or three. We schedule our days around the sun and our “internal circadian rhythms”- not the time on the clock. With PONs – our rhythms are largely directed by our stomachs. When we are ready to eat – you had better not break the rhythm- or we will break your eardrums. I’m not so sure about waiting an extra hour for breakfast…..

The Warden said that to mark our extra hour – she has a surprise for us. I know it’s not a puppy. Or a kitten. I didn’t see any bags from the pet store – so I doubt it’s some new toy I can destroy in 5 minutes. So we’ll see. I’ll let you know the next time I write.

My ricochet victims are still with us. We ALL went for a walk yesterday morning – Elroy included. It was great. I got to hunt for golf balls (which I haven’t done in ages) and we all got some great exercise. But not to worry- it didn’t completely tire me out. Nothing does…Sue took this photo of us on the way home yesterday. Note I’m wearing my ball fetching track suit. I think the other guys were jealous.

OK. It’s still dark, but I’m ready to roll. Time to get the daily party started!

Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe.

Howdy blogaroos. Squirmy-ricochet-running -Wormy here on another fantastic Friday. Our visitors are still here with no visible injuries so far. So far.

The humans have been out shopping for more household projects. Can’t wait to help out. Or at least act as supervisior

Yesterday, after one of their shopping trips while they were unloading stuff from the trunk, the Boss somehow snuck into the garage. Everyone was in the house and when a headcount revealed only 2 out of 3 canines, the Warden marched into the garage. There was the Boss, walking around with an empty 25lb bag from dog food on his head.

“Hey what are you doing?” she said. He didn’t even attempt to remove the bag, but was desperately trying to reach a few kibbles still in the bottom of the bag. The bag had been placed next to a garbage bag, and was supposed to go outside to the garbage can, but old Mr Sniffer found it first. It was removed from his head – like one of those wildlife films where a raccoon has its head stuck in a tin can and rescuers get it off. Except in this case, the Boss wasn’t trapped and he WANTED that bag on his head. Anyway, as I said it was removed.

The Coyote is all good again. Thank goodness. Probably the most expensive pedicure in town – but at least he’s on the mend.

We’ve been having some super weather lately, with crisp mornings and cool nights and light sweater temperatures during the day. The Boss is so happy. He despises heat. He would sleep in the refrigerator if the Warden would let him. But of course he can’t. Not for lack of trying when the door is open. Mind you, he’s also checking the food. That is probably his biggest wish – a left open fridge door where he can help himself to snacks, and then go inside to nap. I bet he dreams of that.

OK. Almost walk time. Gotta get those humans moving.

Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe.

Hey hey hey blogaroos. It’s me Squirmy! Enjoying the fact that I have two more ricochet targets right now! Sue and Keith are perfect victims…er…I mean guests.

First off- I need to tell you that the Coyote is doing well. He’s still on limited exercise and he has the last of his pain medication today. He’s eating well, drinking well and pooping/peeing well – the dog owner’s trifecta. He’s not AT ALL drowsy like he was when he came home. The Warden said that whatever they gave him, she wishes she had some so she could give it to me. She thinks she’s funny. She’s not.

As for Halloween- although we had treats for 80+ kids, we got 3. And they were THE cutest, nicest kids on the planet. They were our neighbors across the road. They weren’t scared away by our Cujo-like barking. Mind you, they probably hear it all the time -even though our house is a good distance away. They were cute, polite and funny. The perfect Halloweeners.

After they came, it was evident that the rush was over, so we ALL retired to the rec room to watch scary movies. Or at least PART of the first movie. To my canine friends, here’s a little suggestion- if the humans are enthralled in a spooky movie, jumping on them repeatedly or marching back and forth in front of the TV screen is not advisable. Neither is plopping yourself in front of the TV and licking. Licking your feet, the floor or your private parts. Because do you know what happens? You are marched out of the rec room and sequestered by a gate.

I heard that the movies were not exactly Oscar material- it serves them right for sequestering us.

We’ve been having some nice walks in the morning with Sue, Keith and the Warden. The Coyote hasn’t been able to join us – but hopefully tomorrow. Hey and guess what? Nobody ever peed on the pumpkins this year! Bring on the Christmas tree!

Time to get the troops moving. Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe.