Monday, November 24, 2014

Friday, November 21, 2014

Waiting for our snack order...

So, how long does it take to get our snack order ready? 

Momma gets it done very fast at home.
{And we only tip her with kisses!}

I suppose the poor hoooman is a bit shell shocked from figuring out she is having to serve us.

Hey, she has the thumbs! 

What gets me is that then don't have a dog menu. Why not?

My fav places in Old Town all have dog menus.

Peopleeeeeee...logic....if your  venue is next to a dog park, where dogs walk... and play, GET with the program: DOG MENU!!!!!!

I wish I could run the world for an hour and make some serious much needed changes.



Thursday, November 20, 2014

Thoughtless Thursday Momma GPS.... ICON

This is my momma's icon on her GPS. I say she is dog obsessed, But I only see ONE dog! Obviously me.  Where are JD and The Wendy??? And the dog is NOT fluffy.

It's thoughtless Thursday.
I am not thinking about it!


Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Tasty Tuesday Thanksgiving COUNTDOWN-DEAR MAX

Dear Max,

It just occurred to me that this will be your first Big Chicken Named after a Country DAY with our family.


By way of introducing you to how our family rocks this holiday, here are a few old pics followed by some advice and one recipe. Well, it is Tasty Tuesday as well you know!

Here we go:

You will see a lot of this look.

 It comes naturally when you are trying to cope with the insane smells coming out of the hot box.
Wendy plays it with the googly eyes and hopes someone somewhere needs a taste taster.

She has been known to patrol the kitchen floor to "lick wipe" any drippings... from anywhere.

There will be a lot of food. I mean a HUGE amount.  But the your focus should be on this:

The Big giant chicken named after a country, aka TURKEY gets a ton of momma's attention,  it gets bathed,
It gets rubbed, brined, sweet talked to, I don't know all of the "procedures" it gets. I refuse to consciously acknowledge the amount of attention the stupid thing gets. It even gets some sort of massage or something . Yuh, you might as well accept the fact that before that sucker becomes delicious, the two leggeds follow some pretty bizarre rituals.
And at some point, after hours of torturing us with the smells. It comes out like this! But before it gets cut up like this....

Apparently, it must  "rest"?  I dunno.  JD either must guard it, or it must sit shiva with it. I think. Anyway, it does not get carved or served until this happens.

And... be sure to understand... THIS IS JD'S JOB.  Do not try to cut in.
He will not allow it.

Oh and then there is the traditional retelling of the Thanksgiving joke...

Yes, they laugh at it every year... I know... hoomans!

Ultimately it is a pretty delicious day all and all, but be ready to be olfactorally tortured.

Ahh yes, the recipe for a little appetizer:

Get some turkey gizzards. You choose how many.
Place the gizzards in a medium-sized pot and cover with water. Add 
1/4 cup soy sauce- or 3 TBSP of MARMITE
3 tablespoons Shao Xing rice wine,  3 TBSP brown sugar
1-inch piece of ginger, scrubbed clean
2 star anise.

Bring to a boil, then reduce the heat to a steady simmer and cook for 1 1/2 hours or until the gizzards are fork-tender. Towards the end of the cooking time, the liquid will have reduced into a syrupy sauce. Make sure the sauce doesn't burn.

Let the gizzards cool to room temperature. Before serving, slice them thinly on a bias. Serve as a snack or appetizer.

yeah yeah yea... Momma says a little goes a long way, just an appetizer. [killjoy]

Anyhow, Max, just follow my lead, you will like this holiday. So when are you getting here???


Monday, November 17, 2014


I am not speaking to you.  I am NOT wearing this rag where anyone can see me. Halloween is ovah!

Are you nuts?  Have you lost all of your senses? Is there any reality left in you?  I look like a cheap patio cushion with church lace!

You ever want to hold me again and snuggle me, you better take this thing off of me and burn it.

This thing reeks of something that The Golden girls would wear! Are you THAT old????

I am so embarrassed FOR YOU!

I feel vandalized! This is ABUSE!  Auntie Robin HELP!!!!

Why are you inflicting this bad taste on me? Are you punishing me for something????

I don't care. I will go find something you love and I swear I will make it my  personal pee pad. No wait, I will invite everyone to "express their opinion" on it!

Oh yuh. revenge.

Take it off of me or I will unleash my inner rage.

I am going to need years of therapy to get over this. Years I tell you!

Your former baby.


Sunday, November 16, 2014

Black and White Sunday-- WAITING for my breakfast

While you work on my breakfast, I will snuggle into this bed, work out all the "wrinkles" and quietly, patiently WAIT. [We are always waiting for the two leggeds!!!!]

What are you looking at???

Hey! Never you mind I look like a taco...

Pay attention to my food.  Two leggeds. They get distracted so easily.

Thank you Nola and Sugar for Hosting!


Saturday, November 15, 2014

Nap with me!

Nap with me, I want to be your partner
Can't you see the quiet is just starting?
Night is Falling, and I am Calling
Nap with me

Fantasy could never be so thrilling
I feel free, I hope that you are willing
Pick the blankie up, and kick your feet up
Nap with me

Let it lift you off the ground
Starry eyes, and love is all around
I can take you where you want to go

Nap with me, I want to be your partner
Can't you see the quiet is just starting?
Night is Falling, and I am Calling
Nap with me

Let it lift you off the ground
Starry eyes, and love is all around
I can take you where you want to go

Nap with me, I want to be your partner
Can't you see the quiet is just starting?
Night is Falling, and I am Calling
Nap with me

[Yes, sing it to Dance with me, it works, and I do love to fall asleep dancing in momma's arms]

How can anyone resist me????


Friday, November 14, 2014

dancing with joy TARA!!!!

Do you know what day is Today? It is Gotcha day for one newly crowned PRINCESS TARA!!!!!!

It is!!!! It is!!!!  It is DANCING WITH JOY day!!!!

Just in time for big chicken named after a country.... DAY!!!


and the best part is....her family is a long standing TBFR family, and her momma is the BEST!!!

Ehmmm.. second short term foster failure...first Vanna unpacked her bag and claimed Uncle BOB, then Tara. Good job girls.  I am so glad you pulled it off!

And now,  let's boogie!!!!!


Dear Auntie Kathy, thank YOU!!!!!

This is my auntie Kathy Bockelman.

She is an artist and a soon to be a grandma. And she is pretty.

And she is one of the nicest people as evidenced by her rescue volunteering and the fact that she has been a foster momma. You do know, being a Tidewater Bichon Frise family member is an earned privilege.
They only accept the very nicest people.
And she is one of the chosen.

This below is one of my momma's fav picture of me.
I can be a bit of a clown you know.  But if you say the words going out  for a ride and you talk "coat" I am going to
tunnel into my fur and be ready to go! [before that woman thinks sweater...  I hate knits-ick]

On Tuesday, at the White Hat Lunch, auntie Kathy surprised the momma with a portrait of me!

I think you could have knocked momma over with a feather. I would have liked to have had that opportunity to see that. Splat right off her heels! Hahahahaha. Whaaaat??? I have never seen that before!.

Auntie Kathy, thank you , Really. Thank you so much. I love it, and we all know momma loves it. She has not stopped talking about it.  She has a frame coming. 

Auntie Katie you really captured my joie de vivre! You are very talented! And you know, I could not have posed any better!

Now I can be hanging upstairs and downstairs!  Auntie Darlene did my portrait a while back  as well!
Hey momma, when I hang around the house, I really hang around the house, now!!!! Ha, I crack me up!

Momma promised the Wendy that she will have a portrait next.

THANK YOU  auntie Kathy,  Momma will be calling you as soon as what's smelling up the oven is done 


Thursday, November 13, 2014

Thoughtless Thursday: MAX MAIL

Do you know what you think about when you are waiting for uncle Adam to come downstairs?

NOTHING! You just wait for uncle Adam. 
And no squirrel, no bird, no brown dog, no biker, no jogger, no cat will distract you from the task at hand. 
And your lower lip will quiver...because you are focused, alert.... and you wait.

You are patiently waiting for Uncle Adam.


[Silvieon4 's observation: if two leggeds would stop wearing rags, they would not waste so much time and we four leggeds would not be waiting for them so much!  I am just saying....]

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Mr Sam Simon, THANK YOU. You are a HERO. Speechless NOT WORDLESS

I know it is Wordless Wednesday, and this left me... SPEECHLESS.

Mr Simon,  first of all I am so very sorry that you are ill. We desperately need more people like you in this world and the concept of losing you is quite painful.

Second.  Your gift giving choice, is a life giving choice, Thank you.
Donating most of your fortune to  Sam Simon Foundation which is aimed at protecting the well-being of canines is stellar. It is wonderful.It is terrific, it is a LIFESAVER for so many dogs.   How can I thank you? 

If I could, I would kill cancer for you. Nothing can repay your kindness and generosity, but I do want you to know that each dog that is saved, each animal that benefits from the Sam Simon Foundation, will know of you.

And, each of us here must endeavor to continue your legacy. I promise to help.

You exemplify the absolute best of  RESCUE.






Monday, November 10, 2014

The Wendy and the drive through- Monday Mischief

There are some perks in going on a ride with the daddy.
One he likes walks. Even "mini walks". We love those.
You don't get so tired and, it is always new places, new smells!
Momma is more into the major hikes that leave you wiped out.

Daddy will occasionally go to fast food places.
[In front of momma-behind her back-]

Wendy finds that whole driving trough thing very very interesting.
We have woofed about it all.  If she could just learn the words, the magic words that produce
the food... it would be "AWESOME!"

So... she listens intently when the daddy speaks into the weird box.
She has practiced words, but to the two leggeds she sounds like she is saying
"Wu wu wu wu wu" and apparently there is no food associated with the wu wu wu...


Is any of you could please invent something delicious called "Wu wu", we would all appreciate it.

Until then, we have to make do by going on search and seizure missions and confiscate any and all treats we find in daddy's car...

And as the daddy drives around to get the food in the bag, the Wendy licks her chops. He will share one or two french fries. The man is scared of momma so, there will not be sharing of much else.
Some caca about one of us tossing our cookies for days after a taste of fast food. 

When the daddy feels guilty enough, he will shock us with treats.
How he manages to sneak out turkey jerky and hide it from us until then is amazing!

BTW, do any of you know how to open one of those glove compartments that hold everything but gloves?

Thank you Alfie’s Blog, Snoopy’s Dog Blog, My Brown Newfies for this Blog Hop!


Sunday, November 9, 2014

Black and White Sunday- SOUPer Sunday

Don't you just love it?
When your "alarm clock" is the delicious smell of soup cooking?
It feels like a million butterfly kisses in your nose.
Ok, that is crazy.
 It is more like a feeling of comfort, anticipation, familiar deliciousness to come...
You know, like everything is right with the world. 
SOUPer Sunday!!!!

OMD, fine! Pot-Au-Feu
Technically she is making Pot-Au Feu.

FANCY SOUP, OK?  Essence of meats soup? Whatever...And I like SOUPer Sunday.

I should have realized that it was going to be SOUPer Sunday when momma brined the chicken and oven browned the other bones. But I guess I was busy elsewhere. And that woman starts 10 projects at once, so it is very hard to keep track of everything "doing".

Interesting observation. I get all excited as soon as the soup starts cooking. From inception if you will. [Yup, a 10 dollar word. I had to look at that word of the day link.] Even before the skimming! Even before the rolling boil! My nose just LOVES it all.  I can smell every delicious particle.

The daddy. Oh my DD.  [Darling Daddy- I love his new nick name.  I am trying it out].  My DD has no awareness of the delicious developing soup until, after the skimming and after the celery and carrots etc are added. Is that not just crazy?  I mean if he loves the smell of celery so much why not give him boiled celery and keep the soup for those of us who appreciate it more? Two leggeds have thumbs, but in the nose department...they got ...nothing... sad.

Anyway, fall means SOUPer Sunday. Now I am hinting around that momma should make some tagliolini [fine home made noodles], maybe some baby meatballs.... I am just making suggestions here... Trying to be helpful. And momma...make sure we have some grated Parmiggiano Reggiano. You know how I feel about that.Give this fine stock a hearty Italian twist!  And who is getting the marrow?

Pardon moi, my mouth is all drippy.

What's in your stock pot???


Thank you Nola and sugar for HOSTING!

Saturday, November 8, 2014

Sepia Saturday : the smells

The smells... the smells... Sometimes what comes out of that hot box has the best smells. And it is hard to ignore the smells!  I know I tried. And you know what else? Sepia colored or not...

The smells are the SAME! Now, how long until the hot becomes cool enough to eat? Can I call DIBS on the one with the prosciutto and cheese? Please?

I hate it when she forces me to beg. It is so debasing. Really. I mean I will do it, but I rather not.
Let me play the cute card and see how far that gets me.

Happy Saturday world. I got to go fluff up and play bow.  The things I have to do for  what should be mine by right!