Yo. Blog people. Elroy here for a change. The mops are in the grooming palace (aka garage) being tortured, so I get to write for a change. I’ll probably be next – but my grooming takes all of 15 minutes compared to the hours on the two of them. Wash and wear Picards – gotta love us.
So what’s new around here besides the fact that we went from the fires of heck to building the ark. Yup – we got the much needed rain for the wildfires- and all those prayers were answered. Like 100 times over. It rained most of the weekend and poured all day Monday. We’re talking Niagara Falls rain. None of us wanted to go out. In fact yesterday morning, when we went for our jaunt to the lake, we all made multiple pit stops because we were kinda bursting at the seams. If ya get my drift. On top of that, our usually dry path was a river. I didn’t care – I just sloshed on through. On the other paw, the mops were zigzagging through the woods to avoid the deep water. Particularly the Boss. Oooooo-eeeeee he was NOT impressed. Mind you, it was up to his belly in spots so he had to wade through. The Imp is used to taking his own routes in the woods so he wasn’t too traumatized. But the Boss. He was giving Her Highness some serious stink eye. We all survived the trek, but Her Highness didn’t dare do it again later in the day. She knows he would NOT have gone.
What else? Oh yeah. Everybody thinks there is something wrong with me. Because I have started to eat things. Like all my meals. And blueberries with the mops. And I even ate apples. I finally have discovered that food can be fun. So much so that I put two paws on the counter and grabbed some leftover pizza crust that was going to be mixed in with our dinners. Jumped up. Grabbed a crust. And ran. Now I understand why the mops enjoy countersurfing. I’m just a bit late to the party. Plus – get this one – I even ate….get ready….asparagus. Her Highness had been chatting with some PON peeps and the subject of asparagus came up. Her two friends said their dogs like the green stalks. So, Her Highness cooked up a few stalks and threw them in our supper. Not too much – I mean we don’t want to go all veggie crazy – because too much of a good thing can end up with too much of a bad thing:
https://www.rover.com/blog/can-dogs-eat-asparagus/?amp
Anyway, the experiment was a success – we all ate our stalks. Yes. Even me. The mops probably didn’t even realize they had something new – they are like vacuum cleaners.
What else….oh so we read about this recent world record breaker:
https://amp.theguardian.com/us-news/2023/jun/05/guinness-worlds-longest-dog-tongue-2023
Kind of a weird one- isn’t it? I mean the dog must really have a long tongue – so much so that people noticed. I’m thinking we must be able to break SOME record in this house….like most times a dog is called and doesn’t come. Or one of those eating records – like most hot dogs in one sitting. My money is on the mops. Or most futile attempts to catch a rabbit. The Imp is working on it. Most barking for no reason. The Boss has that down. Ability to raise a human’s blood pressure in the shortest amount of time. That would be a trio win.
OK. Mops are done. Time to go check the river situation. Better put some waders on the Boss. Better yet, let him take the kayak.
Have a good one. Peace and paws up. Stay safe. JBJ.
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