Well, it turns out Doogie is just as cooperative for photos as Murphy is.
I think I’m going to ignore him and eat this grass.
Ignore me, will ‘ya? Well I’ll ignore you right back!
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This evening I found Doogie lying in Murphy’s bed. He gave me a look that whispered, “Don’t tell him I’m here.” OK. I won’t tell him, but I bet before this visit is over, I’ll find the two of you curled up together like best friends.
In the spring, I was tidying up the garden when I noticed that one of my strawberry plants had died.
Strawberry bed without chicken wire cover.
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The strawberry bed has a foot high metal wall with chicken wire on top. When I lifted the wire to pull up the dead plant, I found that some stupid b*tch bunny had hopped on top of the chicken wire and clawed and chewed her way into the bed. She dug a hole under one of my unlucky plants and laid her clutch of fur-covered destroyers. When I picked up the plant, I found a huge wad of her hair where the roots should have been and three sleeping vermin underneath.
Evil lagomorphs where strawberry should be.
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I tried to shoo the undersized monsters away to wreak their havoc elsewhere, but they were stubbornly reluctant to leave.
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Voracious cuniculus is trying to blend in with the dirt.
(I’m not gonna eat that strawberry. Honest.)
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Hence the term “harebrained”.
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You can’t see me!
(Oh yes I can.)
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For the rabbit lovers out there, no cottontails were (seriously) harmed in the making of this blog post. (My turnips, peas and strawberries suffered, however!!) I did tell them that if I caught them in the garden again I would make Hasenpfeffer out of them. So far they’ve wisely heeded my warning.
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Murphy putting his terrier stink in the garden to try to keep the pests away.
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Hello? Are there any bunnies in there?
I’m afraid this is what passes for patriotism with my boys.
Happy Independence Day everyone!
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*Nom nom* That blueberry was delicious.
I’ll eat all the rest in those buckets, thank you.
Murphy has figured out where blueberries come from, and he is quite willing to pick them himself. What a helpful lad.
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Huh, who would have guessed that Google would come closest?
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I was hoping that Cousin Doogie would entice Murphy to play, but Murphy seemed determined to nap his way through the weekend. Why didn’t I get any pictures of them together? This was about as close as they got the whole time. Both turned out to be shy guys who preferred to stay near familiar humans.
(The next time I or anyone in my family adopts a dog, I think I am going to insist they get a Westie. Then all I will have to draw are eyes and a nose and not fuss with all these colors!)
I wasn’t ignoring you. You just weren’t very interesting.
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He can come, but he can’t have my spot by the door.
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Cousin Doogie will be joining us for the weekend. While Murphy has never had canine company, I am optimistic he;s going to enjoy having a buddy for a few days.
(Secretly I am hoping that Doogie teaches Murphy how to play. I think maybe a puppy will be able do what a human can’t.)
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I guess Murphy’s uncle got tired of everyone speculating about what kind of dog Murphy is and sent us this.
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To me, Murphy resembles an Australian Terrier.
My mom thinks he looks like a Norfolk Terrier.
Google thinks he looks like a Yorkie.
I guess we’ll find out in a couple of weeks if any of us guessed right.
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I’m sorry. Were you still talking?
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I’ve had to see the eye doctor a number of times in the past months. During my last visit, the doctor asked me a bunch of questions then declared, “This Bell’s Palsy isn’t acting the way it should”. Yay. It feels like someone might finally be hearing me. I guess other underlying conditions can exacerbate the palsy, and that is what she is considering. Paws crossed that in the coming months I get some relief.
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Mothers’ Day is coming fast. Consider giving your mom something handmade to show her how much you care. Handmade gifts such as this Rose Cross Stitch Afghan are available from my shop at L Bowman Studios.
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You mean that’s not what you always look like?
I didn’t realize. I haven’t known you that long.
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6 weeks on steroids +1 new medication + < supplement – 7 vials of blood = I guess we’ll find out!
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Join Bitey and Toby in some mischief before Murphy arrived when you pick up a copy of Dream Our World. Inside Geordie and Toby view the world of art from a canine perspective and enjoy a day of unsupervised fun!
Dream Our World, and other fine gifts, can be found at my shop at L Bowman Studios.
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This week, I heard a terrible crash and found Murphy on top of his kennel. In real life all I did was laugh and tell him to get down. I didn’t want him helping himself to his treats, but at the same time I was so happy to see him confident enough to get in trouble.
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You’re not really mad at me, are you?
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(This is one of the early pictures I took of Murphy. Back then he always looked so frightened. )
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Join Bitey and Toby in some mischief before Murphy arrived when you pick up a copy of Dream Our World. Inside Geordie and Toby view the world of art from a canine perspective and enjoy a day of unsupervised fun!
Dream Our World, and other fine gifts, can be found at my shop at L Bowman Studios.
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