Monday Mini-Movie

A-roos to yous,

our day turned out to be pretty hectic, but mom did manage to put together a 30 second mini-movie for our Monday Movie feature. It about sums up my weekend...
(Note to MFT: Catch my fancy footwork at the end... I do it j-u-s-t right!)


Lots of stuff happened here Sunday and today. Mom spent two days outside with us, painting some furniture. Dad didn't help cause his ankle & feety-feets were hurting him the past few days, and on Saturday, one 'sploaded & poofed up, and got all kinds of interesting shades of purple. Mom took him to the feety-feet Doc this morning, but we'll save that adventure for another blog.

More importantly, the Magic Cold box stopped keeping the bi-peds "Frosty Paws" frozen!!! Mom spent lots of time cleaning it out & tossing stuff, and our furry nice neighbor took a big bag of still kinda-frozen stuff to put in his Magic Cold Box. We finally got the last of our Happy Hearts cookies cause Mom had em stashed in the freezer... but not now!

So a couple guys came with a truck this morning & did a good magic trick - they made the broken Magic Cold Box disappear, and made a brand new Magic Cold box appear in its place! The fix-it guy even had dog biscuits in his pocket - for us! We liked that and forgive him for our getting thrown out of the house while all this was going on.

Here I am, checking it out. (Notice how Star is sauntering by with out showing her face?)

And here is Star, not watching. Ha-roo roo, I think mom should just give up trying to get good pictures of her, she's way to savvy for the flashy beast!

So, that's how our weekend went!

woos & a-roos,
Star & Jack a-roo

Saturday stuff

A-roos to yous, everypup, kit & peep,

I have a new toy. It's a furry ball that squeaks when I push my snooter into it. it's furry nice, and I like it alright. Problem is, I know mom is just trying to bribe me.

I have my eye on Star's husky puppy toy and keep trying to take it out in the yard with me. Mom is worried that I will destuff it. I always get the blame for any destuffing that goes on around here, but woo all know it's the evil squirrels that do it, not me.

I know Star is going to give that puppy to me, I just know she will. She'll give up hoarding it and then that puppy will be MINE. Till then, I'll play with the stupid ball, I guess.

I left it in the rain the past two days to soften it up. We finally have some sun, so I'll play with it outside today.

It's been gray & rainy all week. Yesterday the sun came out for a bit and mom took us for a walk, but by the time we got home, it was sprinkling again & furry furry gray. Today mom looked up & saw blue sky & puffy clouds. Do woo think the clouds are fluffy cause it's that time of year for them to blow their coats too? That's what I think.
Maybe I'll do a little digging the yard later while the ground is still soft. Hope woo are having a good weekend too!

A-roos to yous,
Jack a-roo

Friday Fotos

Thursday night:

Lazy? Who, us?

Friday morning:

See, we're not lazy, one of us moved...

Woos & a-roos,
Star & Jack a-roo

Wednesday - Wabbit Wescue

Last week we smelled something new in the corner of the yard we can't get to because of the fence. It's a jungle out there, nobody mows it, so it's nice and weedy, at least till this past weekend. We started paying a lot of attention to that little corner, & since we couldn't tell mom what we smelled (she's not that fluent in Siberian), she got all worried that maybe there was a snake in the grass or something equally life-threatening.  She made dad go out there with a weed-whaker to chop it down to size. No snakes.

BUT about a half-hour later mom came running cause she could hear screaming like someone was jumping up & down on a squeakie toy and saw we were trying our best to press ourselves through the grid openings in the fence. She looked over and saw a little brown critter rolling around on the grass. Its eyes were closed so it had no idea where it was. We were trying to convince it to come play with us, but mom quickly stuck US inside. Can woo believe it?

She tried to grab it & stick it back inside a little hole in the ground that she could see, now that the weeds were gone. Wascully wabbit that it was, it rolled under the fence & stopped under a plank where she couldn't reach it.

Then she came in & called our vet's emergency line & then another emergency line and then another.... you get the picture.  She finally reached a woman who does cottontail wabbit wescue work. Believe it or not, she is the state's official rehabilitator/specialist for cottontail rabbits.

OK, so it turns out that this woman lives on the next island over but it just so happens that she will be meeting some other folks for a rabbit-exchange in just a couple hours right next to the place mom gets edibles for the cold box. The lady told her how to "prepare" the baby bunnies for transport.

Now we would loved to have shown her how WE "prepare baby bunnies" for transport, but we couldn't convince her, in spite of looking our cutest and wooing ever so politely.

So the bite-size bunnies got scooped out of the ground & put in a box and whisked off to cross the Bay to be raised by bipeds till they're old enough to be on their own. Mom did get a couple pictures by holding the camera over the box, she "didn't want to disturb them", so these aren't the best photos she's ever taken.
Here they are, 6 balls o' fluff:
The Wabbit Woman said they all looked great, that their mama must have fed them that morning, and she will call to let our mom know how they're doing. She said mom did the right thing, as Mama Bunny might not come back now that the weeds are gone, & growing up mere inches from our Jaws of Death would not have worked out well (for the bunnies.) Harumph. They seemed like they would be more fun to play with than boring stuffed squeakies. Guess we'll never know.

Woos and a-roos,
Star & Jack a-woo

PS - The Wabbit Woman just called and told mom all the buns are doing furry furry well, have good appetites, took right to the bottles, and she's furry pleased with how things are going. The little bun that rolled away got some extra TLC & medicine cause he seemed a bit disoriented & started screaming his little head off late last night, but he's better now & will rejoin his sibs in the morning... Like we care.

Monday Movie: The Guard Dog

Here's proof that Siberian Huskies make GREAT guard dogs!




A-roos to yous,
Jack, one Great Guard Dog

Sunday smile

Woos everypup,  My favorite flowering bush is flowering!   I water it all year long every time we walk past it. It makes me furry happy to smell the flowers and know that I helped.

Mom thinks its funny because when the petals start to fall off, I like to rub myself against the bush and get covered in them.  Mom thinks it looks like I'm covered in snow.  
This was me last year, thoroughly enjoying my flowering bush.

Hope woo all enjoy something that makes woo happy today, too.

Woos,
Star

Don't worry, I'm fine.

Wooos, pups.  I had to go to the Newport Animal Hospital on Friday.  I've been feeling just fine, so I wasn't sure what this was about.  In preparation, I had to endure a b-a-t-h on Thursday, so I suspected that whatever this visit was for, it must be important.

The vets built a nice new place since I was there last.  Maybe they just want my approval.  I looked out the window - nice view.  

Then I inspected the lobby - nice lobby, plenty of room, lots of interesting smells.  
 My nose led me to this corner - hmm, maybe they just want me to taste-test some of this stuff.
A male biped came out & led us down the hallway to a smaller room.  Then things took a turn for the worse.  Now I ask, honestly, how many of our bipeds consider their trip to the doc a "photo opportunity"?   Do they splash their exam room photos on the internet?  Harumph!   Here I am being tortured by the vet techs....

Don't worry, I'm just fine.  In fact, I'm in splendid shape for my age, not that I'm old or anything.  Great teeth, great fur, great weight, great nails, great disposition.... which was tried to its limits while they did unspeakable things to me, stole my blood, ruined my claws, and jabbed me with needles.  I was furry happy to leave that place!   It may look nicer, but its no more fun than it used to be.  They do not get my approval.  

Then of course, there is that picture of Ao4 Dave with his vet.   Well, I think I should demand to be flown across country so I can go there next time.  I'm just sayin.

Woos, 

a washed-&-fluffed-for-no-reason Star

PS- humom says I should also say that I really do like my vet, Dr. Wirth.  He's exceptional, for a human.  And those vet techs were furry gentle with me.  I just didn't like what they DID.  

Thursday Thoughts

Star's thoughts:

 I wonder what Jack's up to outside?   It's probably less boring than it is in here.

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Jack's thoughts:

I wonder what Star is doing inside?  Bet it's less boring than just sitting out here...

Monday Movie: Off to the Races!

Sometimes on Sunday nights, dad says something like "Well, it's off to the races tomorrow" .... hmmmm... that got me wondering what he meant. Then I had a dream... I think this is what he means!


Ha-woos! that was fun! just call me "Jackaroo Andretti"!

~ Lots of woo pups asked about our hoofies... those were the extra yummy bar-b-q flavor! Mom says she likes them cause they give us (ie: Jack) something safe to chew on for a l-o-o--o-ng time. I wonder why that's important? Plus, they don't "gum up your works" like rawhide can. (We never get that.) She says just be sure to toss them when they get down to a nub. We usually don't get them to that point for weeks!

A-roos to yous,
Jack a-roo

Sunday Snacks

Ummmm, *crunch crunch crunch*

Don't you love snacking on hoofies, Star?

I means, it makes me so happy, I just glow inside!

Well Jack, I don't know about that,  but it does seems to be making my Buddy Glow Ball glow!

Hope effurryone is having a glowingly good time today!

Woos & a-roos,

Star &  Jack a-roo

Friday Farewell

for our friends at Wandering Spirits Kennel

In Memory of Paxil

Farewell, dear Paxil,  t'was time for you 

to don silver harness and run 

across the space that separates

those here, from those who've gone.

You were dearly loved by many more

who only knew you through 

the tales told by TamaraLynn,

but we also cherished you.

We loved your twinkling eyes,

frosty face and spotted tongue.

Now your legacy of lead-dog-smarts

pass on to younger ones.  

Watch over all the Wandering Spirits,

keep them safe within your sight, 

guide them through their roughest trails,

bring them through their darkest night.

One day, beyond the Rainbow Bridge, 

you will all meet up again,

till that time, we promise, girl,

we won't forget you, dearest friend.

With love, from your cyber-sibs,

                 Star & Jack 

and our bipeds Pat & JoJoe

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PS - please drop by Khyra's Khorner today, as she had some requests for some pups with special needs right now -- perhaps woo can help too!

Wordless Wednesday- We're bored

Bloomin' Tuesday

Ha-roo everypup & peep,

Memorial Day weekend was nice cause we had our dad-peep around for four days!   He did a few things around here with mom, she got flowers planted & trimmed bushes, & he hauled away the most interesting stuff.  But I don't know why you'd want to get rid of something interesting like a broken lawnmower!  

Best of all, Moon & his peep were out walking & mom invited them to come in, so we got to play with Moon again!  It was getting kinda dark, so no pics, but we ran around like lunatics... or is that moonatics?   Ha-roo roo!

A-roos to yous,

Jack a-roo

Gratitude Woos on Memorial Day

We send woos of gratitude to all of woo who serve, and 

we salute our bi-peds' grandpas, fathers, brothers, cousins, nieces & nephews for their service to our country.

(serving/served in the Navy, Army, & the Marine Corps)

Star, Jack, & their bi-peds



 


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Something to think about....

It is the 
VETERAN, not the preacher,

who has given us freedom of religion. 





It is 
the VETERAN, not the reporter,

who has given us freedom of the press.





It is 
the VETERAN, not the poet,


who has given us freedom of speech.


 


It is 
the VETERAN,
not the community organizer,


who has given us freedom to assemble. 



 


It is 
the VETERAN, not the lawyer,

who has given us the right to a fair trial. 


 


It is 
the VETERAN, not the politician,

who has given us the right to vote. 


And on this Memorial Day we say to our Veterans,

God bless You. 

We are very 
proud of our men and women in the service,

no matter where, or when, they serve. 

-Anonymous

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Breakfast Tips

Hi, it's me, Jack. I had a great thing happen this morning & want to share a new tip with woo all.

I got mom up early this morning to let me out & in. After waiting till she was just falling asleep again, I ran back upstairs and got her up again. I happily ran up & down the stairs past her at full speed and bounded into the kitchen, to let her know it was past time for my breakfast. So she fed me & went BACK to bed. I gave those lazy humans another half-hour or so and started with my "let me in, let me in" crying at the back door. This time dad got up. And guess what? 

Woo-hoo, I scored!

He came down, let me in, and gave me breakfast AGAIN!

Go ahead, try this with your humans, too.

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Star's Breakfast Tip:

Look cute and stare at them while they eat. 

They can't resist.

Woos & a-roos to yous,

Star & Jack a-roo

Friday Foto Fun

We have a couple visual treats for woo today. First, would somebody please save the Siberian stranded in that lava flow? That's gotta be warm! This amazing work of art is by Edgar Mueller, whose specialty is 3-D street art. He calls this one "Lava Burst". (BTW-It's a real live Sibe- not painted!) Click it for a better view.

And, wooing about "warm", here's a pic from our "trip" to Hawaii- 

Mom calls this one "Hot-footin' it."

Hope efurryone has a super-duper holiday weekend!

Woos & a-roos,
Star & Jack a-roo

(Psst, Star, I don't remember going to Hawaii, do woo?  When did we go to Hawaii? Was I there?  What else did we do?  How come I don't remember it? Can we go back to Hawaii?)

Wednesday woos

Nothin' new going on... except mom is awfully busy these days. We woopologise for her not keeping up to effurryone's blogs. We know she isn't faking it (being busy) cause she hasn't even taken any pictures of us since Sunday! So we will recycle one from our Monday movie. Mom said this one was just so sweet...

We hope woo aren't being ignored like we are. See woo later!

Woos & a-roos,
Star & Jack a-roo

Moonday Movie!

Woos & a-roos,
Star & Jack a-roo

Friday Fotos- Brand New Feety-feets!

This was a big week at our friend Moon's house - look! There's a new bi-ped pup in his pack! We weren't allowed to go along, but mom & dad went to see the little guy - meet Noah Samuel! (That's our mom holding him)


Mom asked dad to get this pic for our blog cause she knows how much we all like feety-feets!  Noah's little feety-feets are only five days old in this pic! Mom says his little hands are really cute too.


Did all you moms say "Awwwww" ?

Woos & a-roos,
Auntie Star & Uncle Jack a-roo

Got kleenex?

Poor mom, she's been sick with a cold since Sunday (honest, that's not what we gave her for Mother's Day). We thought we'd let her take a good picture of us, cause that always seems to cheer her up, but just look what happened!


Hmm, don't think we should let her try that again till she's off the cold meds.

Woos & a-roos,
Star & Jack a-roo

Monday Movie: Snooter Squeeks

Woos & a-roos,
Star & Jack a-roo

Happy Mother's Day, Moms!

Build your own Blingee

Happy Mother’s Day Woo to You

                                            ~by Star & Jack

It doesn’t seem to matter if your kids are young or grown,
Or have skin or fur or feathers, they will always be your own.

Moms are good at kissing boo-boos when we fall or break a bone,
And they hug us when we’re fearful, or feeling all alone.

Moms love us when we’re evil and they love us when we’re good,
They love us when we do the things we shouldn’t, & things we should.

Moms help us do the stuff that we might not want to do,
Like take us to the vet or doc, or face up to what is true.

So Moms, today we tell woo how much we really care,
And thank woo for the things woo do, we know your always there.

Effurrybody has a mother, wearing skin or fur or fluff,
We send our love to all of them, for doing “Mother” stuff.

Woos & a- roos to yous, Moms!
Star & Jack a-roo

(Happy Mother’s Day to our Mom, from your kids in fur!)

Saturday Secret

MOM: Jack, did you did that hole?

JACK: Nope, not me!

MOM: Hmmm, why don't I believe you?

(Mom is furry pleased about making her first animation)

Friday fotos: Flowers & feety-feets

After five days of rain and fog, the sun in shining today!
A little blurry, had to take them from upstairs thru the screen.
These are very fragrant!
Guess who?
The mud is nice & cool...
Have a furry good day!

Woos & a-roos,

Star &  Jack a-roo

First Wednesday - woo know what that means...

Khyra's declared the first Wednesday of every month as "Huzzy Wednesday".  Mom thinks Star has talked to her photos, as they are being as elusive as she is, cause mom can't find a single one of her huzzy-style.  

And since I'm no huzzy, here's a studmuffin pose!

A-roos to yous,

Jack a-roo

Monday Movie! Seaside Rendevouz for Youz!

We have a really special one fur woo today-

Enjoy some of mom's:

* favorite music, 

* favorite pictures, and 

* favorite sibes!

Spring flowers

Sharing the pretty tulips in our yard...