He's 7 years young!

He's grown a bit from his start as
one of the cutest puppies in the world....
(Baby Jack aka: Batman)
....to be his big boy handsome self!
Here's a few of our pet names for Jack, and some of
the wonderful qualities that make Jack "Jack"

Some special furiends of Jack's traveled all the way from
the South Pole to celebrate with him!
There's a couple boxes on the counter that smell really,
really, good that have Jack's name on them.
I sure hope he'll share with me!
I better go check up on Jack & his Pengies
and keep them out of trouble!

Happy Birthday to My Fabulous Brofur, Jack!

~Miss Moo (the best sisfur a guy could want!)


Friday Foto....

Better late than never! Its been a whirlwind week, and mom hasn't been at all attentive to our blog! We'll fill woo in later...

Remember I told woo we had a secret?
Woo'll all get to find out what it is tomorrow!
In the meanwhile, I've got my paws full keeping Jack in the dark...
Miss Moo


Tuesday: Sad Woos

We are so very sad today, our boxer cousin Brandy passed away suddenly yesterday. Her mama, Cindy, (our mom's SIL) is heartbroken.
Run free, sweet girl!
Brandy was a fun-loving goofy girl, so sweet & friendly! All she wanted was to be loved & to spread happiness to everyone she met. That big loving heart of hers just gave out, way too early, she was almost 7.

She is going to be sadly and deeply missed by her kitty-cat siblings (Bear & Beau) and all the humans who loved her. We're lighting a candle and will woo to the stars tonight, as we did last night. Brandy's sisfur Petunia was there to welcome her over the Rainbow Bridge.

Sad woos,
Jack, Moo, & Pat


View from the Moo: Mellow Monday

Ha-roo, dear furiends!
We'll start off the week with a nice easy post... laid-back, no pressure...

Dad finished up his week off work with winding up- his week-long remodeling projects, by spending a little time outside with us on the deck. It was a beawootiful afternoon, we all enjoyed the spring warmth. We were feeling mellow, too.

Hey Jack... do woo see what I see?
Hi Dad, watcha got there Dad?
Looks tasty- can I have a nibbble?
Hello daddy-o! Just wondering if that trail bar
is good fur dogs.... care to share?
... move in slowly... slowly...don't want to scare him...
... I think he's going to toss us a bit
and woo-hoo! We scored!

Hope woo get your week off to a mellow start, too...
And that's this week's view from the Moo...

Miss Moo


Friday Footie-Foots

We were minding our own business, napping side by side.
Mom saw us & said "Awwww" and ran for the camera...
Apparently our interlocked footie-foots tickled her to no end.
Humans are so easily entertained.

Have fun entertaining yours this weekend,
Jack-a-roo and Miss Moo


Wednesday woos: Secrets

Counting the days....

It's a secret! I can't tell!

Miss Moo


Monday's View from the Moo: Plumbers Edition

Ha-woo everyone! This week on the View from the Moo we have a guest: Smokey!
Here's a bit of background: Dad is remodeling the laundry room and adding a half-bath, so he's had a few plumbers come out fur quotes. The last guy came in & met us, and casually remarked "I have one of those out in the car"... mom's ears perked up (yes, humans can "perk" their ears, but its not as pretty as when we do it)... and invited said husky to come out and play while he & dad talked.

Woo-hoo! I love to play with new furiends! But Jack.... not so much. As soon as Smokey came out, Jack was an idiot barking & chasing him & jumping on him and poor Smokey was totally bewildered. Mom said "No playdate for you, buster! (BTW, this is the backstory to Sunday's picture.) Sooooooo, only I got to play with Smokey and we had fun!

I showed him how to use the dog door-
he caught on pretty quick!
and where we get water in the summer...
I showed him the hole we dug!
Then we did a little of this:
and this
and this
We said hi to Jack when we zoomed onto the deck.
I'm sorry, Smokey, I don't know what got into me"
"S'ok, Jack, maybe next time"
Smokey checked out our igloos...
"Sweet! I bet fresh straw day is fun!"
and we rounded out the afternoon with some of this:
Good thing Jack taught me that hide under the bench move
or I'd have been toast!
Finally Mom brought out some treaties so she could get at
least one picture of Smokey holding still, ha-roo-roo-roo!
Me, too!
I think woo can see by our smiles that we had a great time! (Jack.... not so much). and guess what? Our pawrents picked Smokey's dad to do the plumbing job! One of his helpers is here today, I sure hope Smokey comes back sometime!

and that's today's View from the Moo,

Miss Moo

Oh, I forgot to mention, I did my "water ballet" for Smokey - that's where I go flying in through the dog door and land both front paws in my waterbowl & dance till all the water's splashed out! I was spectacular, but mom wasn't so keen about it. Oh well, that's what "the help" is for , right?


Sunny Sunday

After a little sunny smackdown...

...there's nothing like sunny skritches!

Sunshine even makes Moo mellow!
Hope woo are having a lovely sunny day this Sunday!

jack & moo

Sunny Sunday

After a little sunny smackdown...

...there's nothing like sunny skritches!

Sunshine even makes Moo mellow!
Hope woo are having a lovely sunny day this Sunday!

jack & moo


Our Irish Eyes are Smilin!

It's our lucky day!
Mom likes St. Pat's day, maybe cause her name is Pat St.----
In Catholicism, St. Patrick is the Patron Saint of
Ireland and Engineers.

May the sun always shine on your windowpane,
May a rainbow be certain to follow each rain,
May the hand of a friend always be near you,
May God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you!

~Jack O'Roo & Miss Molly Moo

and now for a bit of the history of the real St. Patrick....

Saint Patrick was born to Catholic parents about 385 in Britain. His father was a nobleman and a deacon. But Saint Patrick's privileged life came to an end at age 16 when he was captured by slave raiders from Ireland. With a large group of prisoners, Saint Patrick was transported to the then pagan island.

Sold as a slave to a king in the northeast, Saint Patrick had the lonely task of tending the pigs and sheep. In the midst of these harsh living conditions, Patrick's faith flourished as he turned to God in prayer.

After being held captive for six years, Saint Patrick heard a voice in his sleep say, "Soon you will go back to your homeland." A short time later, he heard the same voice say, "Your ship is ready."

Trusting in God, Saint Patrick set out on a 200-mile journey through unknown territory. When he arrived at the ship, the captain at first refused to take him. But Patrick prayed to God for help, and the captain changed his mind. Then began a lifetime of dedicating his life to becoming a priest. He envisioned returning to Ireland to teach the Irish about Christianity.

During his 30 years in Ireland, Saint Patrick founded more than 300 churches and baptized more than 120,000 people. Yet he still encountered much opposition, "Daily I expect either murder, robbery, or enslavement," he wrote in his Confessions. He escaped from 12 attempts on his life. Saint Patrick died a natural death on March 17, 461.

By the end of the 7th century, many legends had developed about Saint Patrick. One, of course, says he charmed all the snakes in Ireland and led them to the sea to drown. Another, probably the most popular, is that Saint Patrick used the three-leafed shamrock to explain the concept of the Holy Trinity to unbelievers. This is probably why shamrocks, now Ireland's national flower, are worn by the Irish on St Patrick's Day.


A Friday Foto

Time out.....or time in?
jack & moo


Wednesday: On a Collision Course


Be careful where you're going today...just sayin'


Monday's View from the Moo: Does it taste like Chicken?

Good Moorning everyone!
Some good news on this week's View from the Moo: mom's hurty paw has healed enough that she took us on a real walk at one of our favorite places - the windmill park!

All went smoothly till she parked the car and took us out of it. While she was locking the door, we smelled the delicious aroma of chicken and pizza and bolted right into the forsythia hedge to find the source.... well at least we tried to bolt into the hedges. Mom managed to spin around & stop us just before we dragged her face-first into the hedges. Of course, all this was accompanied by a lot of squawking and clucking and we couldn't tell what it was in there.

Mom got us straightened out & at last we were ready fur our walk.

We dragged her over to the pond to say hi to our feathered furiends. See the one fluffing himself up? I think he was trying to look as fluffy as we are -ha-roo roo roo!
Along the stream, Jack found a tree that toppled over and had all kinds of good smells under it - Jack really dug that! (a little more Siberian humor.)
The gardens in this park practice primitive gardening - looks like they've been getting things ready fur spring - there were several new pole supports. They turned the windmill again, too.
and as usual, mom had us stand fur a"nice" picture. she loops our leases on the tie-offs for the windmill cause she says otherwise she'd never get to see our faces.... usually she shares the same view as that of the sled mushers.
It was a real nice walk. Mom let us sniff to our hearts content. Lots of fresh earth to dig in from the gardens, lots of critter holes to explore in the stone wall around the park, and of course, good smells all along the stream. We walked the long way back to the car when it was time to go. And that is this week's View from the Moo,

Miss Moo

PS - Oh, about those noises & smells in the bushes? AFTER mom had US locked in the car, she walked back around to take a look, and guess what it was.....
It was a chicken
with a piece of pizza!
Ha-roo roo roo.... we knew it!


Friday fotos: Fluffs & flowers

It's Friday, stick your tongue out at somepup today, just fur fun!

...And this morning, Mom got a really nice surprise
when she looked outside in her garden---

Aren't they spectacular?
Itty-bitty mini irises!
These miniature iris bloom in late winter
They're only a few inches tall!
Mom's excited cause she planted all kinds of bulbs in her new
rock garden last fall and since her "furgetter" works real good,
she doesn't recall exactly what she planted,
so we'll post them as they bloom...

Please visit our furiends Angel Maggie & Mitch today, cause they are featuring the portrait of Maggie that our mom painted, thanks to the gift certificate given by Sammie & Avalon for "Reader's Choice" in Mango Minster. Congratulations again, Angel Maggie!

A-roos to yous,
and toodle-woo!
Jack a-roo & Miss Moo


Wooless Wednesday

Happy Wednesday!

jack a-roo & miss moo


Monday View from the Moo: Smackdown

Good Moo-rning everyone!

On todays View from the Moo, I'm going to demonstrate a Sibe Smackdown neck hold. I need a willing partner... Jack, you'll do. How 'bout it?

The victim partner assumes the "I'm sitting down cause you're bugging me" pose - this posture is like an invitation to a smackdown.
Next, the smackdown- go on, just bowl him over!
This is important-
Be sure to grab your victim partner by the neck.
Now, shove his head to the ground and hold.....
....hold steady.....

a-ha! *SNAP* This is the photo opportunity your
pawsonal pupperozzi has been waiting for!
He's on the brink of insanity, woo can let him up now.

A good game of smackdown is always followed by a nap...
Now don't forget, this is just fur FUN!
No hard feelings!
(Yeah, RIGHT! ...and napping is the
perfect time to plot your revenge.. ~Jack)

And that's today's View from the Moo,

Miss Moo