Memories

The Great Roundup

Several people chase a puppy who has escaped her yard.

We had a bit of excitement in the neighborhood today.   One of the local dogs decided to go on a walkabout.  We suspect she was heading to a neighbor’s house to look for her boys, not realizing they were still in school.

In all there were five of us trying to lure the little pup to safety.  Cars stopped in the street.  People ran home to grab treats and leashes.  What was scary was that this particular pup likes to hide underneath cars.  We were so worried that she would get into serious trouble.

After she was caught, I was nominated to walk the dog home.  Her family’s door was closed, and when I rang the bell, the pup couldn’t help herself and howled at the doorbell.  Ha!

(So what if I haven’t got my camera to work yet.  Stick figures can be just as fun!)

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For some non-stick-figure fun, pick up a copy of Dream Our World.  In it, Bitey and Toby visit the museum of their dreams.

Cover of the book Dream Our World

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Analepsis

Tiny Cairn terrier puppy loks clueless as he chews his toy.

I was organizing some photos when I came across this one of tiny Toby.  From the time he came into this world, Toby has managed to take goofy pictures.  This one is no exception.

At this age, you can see that his left ear hadn’t entirely stood up, and he had traded his green sweater for a stylish hand-me-down harness from his big brother Geordie.  While I like remembering the puppy he was, I really love the dog he has become.

Thank you for bringing so much fun (and torment) into my life, little one.

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School is starting, and that is a great excuse to escape into an alternate reality.  Come visit Bitey and Toby as they journey to the Museum of the Imagination in Dream Our World. 

Cover of the book Dream Our World

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I Need A Phone!

Get free bacon from your phone!

 

Peek-a-boo!

I didn’t realize this was even an option! 

So, is there, like, a dispenser on the side or something?  What if your phone is old?  Would the bacon be stale?  Do you have to rub the phone like a magic lamp?  Inquiring dogs want to know!

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Come join Bitey and Toby on a magical adventure in Dream Our World.  In it, Geordie and Toby visit the museum of their dreams.

Cover of the book Dream Our World

Dream Our World is available at Amazon.

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Bitey’s blogs are likely to be a bit sparse for a while.  After the last painting, I decided to start another.  I had definite plans about what I wanted to do with this one, but the painting had something different in mind.   I don’t know which one of us is going to win, but it promises to be a messy fight.

In the meantime, Toby is bored watching me work, so he has been trashing the house.  I spend as much time picking up little bits of paper off  of the floor as I do painting.

 

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The Cassandra Moth

I have a friend who says that puppies' souls come back to visit their mommies as butterflies.

Yesterday I was in the garden when a moth came around and kept batting itself into me.  No matter how much I shooed it, it kept coming back. Afterward, I delivered a zucchini to a neighbor and mentioned the incident to her.  She said a moth did the same thing to her and even got caught in her hair.  Some believe that moths and butterflies are souls coming back to visit us.  While I appreciated the visit, I didn’t understand what “flap, flap flap” meant.

A little while later I was picking berries when I heard an insistent tapping noise. I looked around and saw that it was a moth in a death struggle with a yellow jacket. They fought and fought for the longest time.   Eventually I turned away to keep picking and lost sight of them. When I went to put more berries in my bucket, though, they fell out of an overhead branch and into bucket. I don’t know how, but the bee had dragged the moth up into the bush. They kept fighting until the bee forced the moth to the bottom of the bucket, then it ate the moth. When the bee flew away, all that was left was a pair of wings.

I’d never seen anything like that before. I wondered if that was the moth that kept hitting my neighbor and me. Perhaps she was Cassandra and knew her fate and was asking for help.

Two Cairn terriers sitting in the grass.

Why didn’t you eat the moth? We would have.

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First Fruits

Photo of first fruit from the garden this year.

Woo hoo!  The garden has finally started producing something other than weeds!  I had to fight Toby for this cucumber, but eventually I won.  (I cheated.  I threatened to hide Blue Puppy if he didn’t give it up.)

Between my injured knee and all the rain we’ve had, I found it difficult to keep up with the weeds.  Over the weekend, we had two dry days, and I was able to clear out most of what shouldn’t be there.  It was good timing because I found some small zucchini and a couple of cukes which will need close supervision.  Had I waited a few days, I may have ended up with baseball bats instead of veggies.

Toby turned out to be really helpful in the garden.  His favorite food is grass, and he went first for the stuff that had gone to seed.  Had I realized, I would have sent him out there to take care of things and saved myself the sunburn.

Peek-a-boo!

So, I did good?

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Electric Mustard Mulch Puke

Electric mustard colored fungus growing in wood mulch

Bright yellow fungus growing in wood mulch

That is the scientific name for this stuff,  isn’t it?

This is the latest addition to the list of things I need to keep Toby from eating.  So far he has been pretty good about it, but he does keep trying to eat the mulch.  I worry that this might happen again:

Bright red mushrooms

Sketch of brown mushrooms

 

Psychedelic Pup

 

Blecch...This is not the "trip" they promised in the brochure!

Bored terrier lies next to his tennis ball.

Why do you keep picking on me?  I’ve been good lately.

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To catch up on what my stinky boys have been up to when they are not visiting the museum, pick up a copy of Poopiter.  Poopiter tells the illustrated tales of the meeting of Bitey Dog and Toby and their adventures during their first year together.

Bitey Dog and Toby in POOPITER

Poopiter is available from Amazon.

 

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The Tub

I am so down. Without being able to walk, I can't sleep; my appetite is off; I can't even draw.

Why don't you take a nice relaxing bath? That will make you feel better.

My legs won't bend enough so I can't even do that! I need one of those old lady tubs with the door in the side.

Whaaaaa!!!! So, do you think she will start hawking Vitameatavegamin next or stuffing her blouse with chocolates? I am hoping for the chocolates, myself.

Yeah, I did opt for the chocolates.

Thanks to my recent injury, this is the first time I have ever given serious thought to a walk in tub.  I don’t really want one, but it has been very embarrassing trying to climb in and out of the regular one.

As the song says:

Bad stuff happens in the bathroom

I’m just glad that it happens in a vacuum*

Thank heavens for vacuums or someone might – for instance – draw this unfortunate event and put it on the internet.  That would be bad.

 

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Cover of the book Dream Our World

To see what Geordie and Toby have been up to when they are not making fun of me, pick up a copy of Dream Our World.  In it, the boys go to the museum of their dreams.

Dream Our World is available at Amazon.

 

*Thank you to the team at Bob’s Burgers!

 

 

 

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The Muumuu

Whoa, what's with the get up? My knees are so swollen that my pants won't fit.

Plus i am so slow getting to the bathrom that I don't have time to unfasted my pants. And somewhere the Kanaka Maoli are missing a princess...

After all of that dry, boring town meeting stuff, I needed some frivolity in my blog.  Well, it wasn’t funny at the time, but maybe it is now.

For several weeks I had to head to the bathroom when I didn’t need to go because if I waited until I did, it would be too late.   Aah…being injured is so much fun.  No wait.  No it’s not.

Three days before I fell, I had the worst headache I had had in years.  It made me so sick to my stomach that I had to go to bed.  My boys were very concerned for me that day.  They studied my face to see what was wrong.  I even noticed them stopping their fighting game to come over and take care of me.  I thought this was extremely sweet.

When I fell, though, they could not have cared less.  They stood in front of me when I tried to walk.  They attempted to drag me around the block.  They jumped on my cantaloupe-sized knees. I got no sympathy for my injuries from them at all.  So, what are the parameters for dog sympathy, I wonder?  It certainly isn’t falling.

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Cover of the book Dream Our World

To find out how good my boys can be when they want to, pick up a copy of Dream Our World.  Everyone who has read it says that they keep reading it over and over, each time catching new details.  (Come on, give it a try!)

Dream Our World is available at Amazon.

 

 

 

 

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