ed is NOT helping

ok, this is why we din't haff a post yesserday. that, an' mommer hadda haul xing to the v-e-t acause she was barfin' LOTS more than usual. turns out she is a walkin' hairball; the vettie compared it to washin' the woofie inna bafftub an' while somma the hairs go down the drain, ofur hairs just swirl around the plughole an' prefent the rest of the hairs goin' down. 

so mommer hasta feed her butter (hey! WE could take somma that action!) for a coupla days, onna counta the vettie sez that it sweeps the hairs through the poophole more better than just reg'lar hairball meddysin. but too much is not good, so only for two days an' then back to that yummy malt-flavered stuff. 

an' then the vettie sticked her inna haunch wif a needle fulla don't-throw-up meddysin' an' she tried to put the bitey onnim. that made her back up into the needle harder, an' she stuck herself good. she was furry squally an' hissy ofur that, but it serves her right for not bein' good!

mommer is goin' on poop patrol furry frequently, but no results yet. at least xing's stopped barfin'!

this is anofur present mommer an' daddy gotted fur when we moved inta our new house. it is from miss jennie, who werks wif mommer. it is furry cute, an' gets plenty of wind to whirl it round an' round. we fink that poor little birdie mus' get awul dizzy!!

since it was a furry nice weekend, mommer an' daddy gotted lotsa things done outside. soon it will be cold time, an' they are tryin' to "button up" close. mommer wants to put a bale of straw outside behint the shed acause she finks there is a bunny liffin' unner it. we haf seen one, but we dunno where it goes acause mommer allus closes the curtains inna liffin' room an' dinin' room at night,

last satidday, daddy gotted out the breakfast bar that miss ginger an' mr gary giffed us fur movin' to our new house. he hadda werk hard to put the pole inna ground, acause missouri is all rocks unner a little dirt. but he did it.

then he bolted some pieces togefur an' immediately announced that he was a dumass an' hadda unbolt 'em an' rebolt 'em to the right side of the metal. an' he did it all wifout enny werds frum the bad werd list!!! we are proud!

wunst he gotted it togefur, he hadda read up on how to do it. mommer sez this is his usual style. we don't unnerstan' it, but it must werk fur him, acause there the completed feeder is.

here he is testin' to see that it opens OK for little birdies as well as big ones, but not fur the quirrsels. we fink bannin' the quirrsels is mean, acause they gotta make a livin', too. an' besides, they (1) look delicious, errrr, furriendly an' cute, an' (2) it drives the dbd nutzo to see them when she can't get at 'em!!! MOL!

we kin see it purrrfectly from our perches onna back of the couch, so he he gotted it located just right. we kinda coached mommer to tell him where it needed to go. if we play our cards right, all our drool will go down behint the couch an' they'll nefur notice it!!

a little kissie

My Mama sez that when the sparkle zone (see last friday's post) went away on sunday, one rainbow stayed behind just long enough to giff me a little kiss onna ear before leavin'. i din't feel it, acause i was all relaxamacated on My Mama's warm lap, but here's the photo proof!