Be sure to check us out come the 1st.
We'll leave the light on for ya...
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Be sure to check us out come the 1st.
We'll leave the light on for ya...
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Tra-la-la...
2.) Even though I can't get the whole yak stain out of my carpetin', Hannah is well!
Better yet, I didn't have to take her to the vet.
YaY!
3.) I've been walkin' everyday for the past few weeks and feel so much better!
Better yet, I didn't get bit by the three large dogs who surrounded me yesterday nor did I mess my drawers because of it.
Whew!
No matter how bad things may seem, remember to stay positive.
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It started out fine. She wolfed down her breakfast like she always does then laid in her dog bed next to the wood stove, her usual routine.
A few hours later, I heard the dreaded "I'm gonna yak sound" comin' from her general direction.
Why is it when dogs are goin' to lose their cookies they start to wander? Heck, I want to curl up into a ball and die when I have to. Nope, not Hannah. She was swayin' around the house like a furry John Wayne.
Sure enough, she let it fly and fly it did. Like a projectile.
Ya know, I can pick up dog poo without battin' an eyelash. But there is somethin' about dog barf I just can't handle.
As I'm tryin' to put on rubber gloves, a gas mask, my HazMat suit and grab paper towels; she takes off like a bat out of h*ll, makin' "that sound" again.
She bee-lined right for the only room in the house with carpetin' and lets loose. I couldn't get there fast enough. (I swear, she did it on purpose.)
As I'm cleanin' up all her mounds, I notice she's still lookin' green. Here we go again... Where is it all comin' from? Does she have a hollow leg?
This went on all day. Finally, the last pile revealed what she ate. I was not about to look so hubs dug through it like he was diggin' through a Cracker Jack box for a really bad prize. It turns out it was a piece of tree bark. She must of plucked it off some firewood and had it for dessert when I wasn't lookin'.
Thankfully today, she's back in the pink and lookin' like her porky lil' old self.
But the next time she gets sick, I'm puttin' a cowboy hat and pair of chaps on her.
"Whoa, take ’er easy there pilgrim."
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I'm not quite sure where spring is, but I'm sure as heck goin' to listen to him.
Here's a sneak peek at my Chickadee offerin'.
We'll see ya there!
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Big puffy white clouds greeted me as I rode my bike!
The birdies were singin'!
Ahhhhhh... The smell of fresh cut grass filled the air!
Oooooh look how tall the corn is already!
Hello my lil' furry friend!
And just as I pedalled up over the hill...
I WOKE UP!
It was all a dream.
(Sigh)
Hubs and I headed south about 15 minutes from us to Bouckville, New York. Some of you may know about this lil' place. It's famous for their yearly antique show every August. But with it bein' the end of February, it was like a morgue in these parts.
We visited a few of the antique shops that were open then headed to Westmoreland, New York to the antique mall.
There's somethin' really wonderful about walkin' among all that old stuff. I smiled the whole time we were there.
Sure there was a lot of "crap", but it was somebody's "crap" once. So it must be the history behind it that makes me grin.
I was thrilled when I saw the old Pepsi promotional Looney Tunes drinkin' glasses! It brought me right back to eatin' at the local Carrol's hamburger joint when I was a kid. (It became Burger King)
Man, I waited impatiently each week for the new character glass to arrive.
I remember they would tease ya with a poster of what character would be on the followin' week's glass. Oooh, the excitement! My favorite was the Speedy Gonzalas glass.
I had the whole set back then. Wish I had them now. Heck, I would never part with them if I did. I would use 'em too. But instead of drinkin' Pepsi, I'd drink my Metamucil.
Yep, I'm old.
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