The Ruby Rose and the Big Little Angels 3 Blog
Featuring the exploits of Ruby Rose, Foley Monster's Tails From Rainbow Bridge, and co-starring Angels Pocket and River Song. We always try to leave you between a laugh and a tear
Wednesday, April 15, 2026
Tuesday, April 14, 2026
Beat This Caption
Here's Johnny! Here I come. Give me a minute. Yeah you might want to get a snack, this is going to be awhile
Monday, April 13, 2026
Monday Question
Describe your perfect day.
A late morning snuggled under the covers with my parents. A breakfast with freshly cooked crisp bacon. A long walk in the woods where I can do dog stuff I rarely get to do. An afternoon snooze under a blanket on my mom’s lap. A dinner with real chicken. Watching the sun set on my couch looking over the putting green and pickle ball courts and barking at whatever moves Another nap on Mommy’s lap. Back to snuggling in bed with my parents.
Sunday, April 12, 2026
Ruby’s Sunday Funnies
Abe and Esther are flying to Australia for a two week vacation to celebrate their 40th anniversary.
Suddenly, over the public address system, the Captain announces, "Ladies and Gentlemen, I am afraid I have some very bad news. Our engines have ceased functioning and we will attempt an emergency landing.
Luckily, I see an uncharted island below us and we should be able to land on the beach. However, the odds are that we may never be rescued and will have to live on the island for the rest of our lives!"
Thanks to the skill of the flight crew, the plane lands safely on the island. An hour later Abe turns to his wife and asks, "Esther, did we pay our $5,000 PBS pledge check yet?"
No, sweetheart," she responds.
Abe, still shaken from the crash landing, then asks, "Esther, did we pay our American Express card yet?"
"Oh, no! I'm sorry. I forgot to send the check," she says.
"One last thing, Esther. Did you remember to send checks for the Visa and MasterCard this month?" he asks.
"Oh, forgive me, Abie," begged Esther. "I didn't send that one, either."
Abe grabs her and gives her the biggest kiss in 40 years.
Esther pulls away and asks him, "What was that for?"
Abe answers, "They'll find us!"
"Hell," said Herman, "It's not just one car. It's hundreds of them !!!"
Saturday, April 11, 2026
Friday fill ins
It’s Friday Fill In time. Ruby’s fill ins are in capitals.
never want to forget WHERE I LEFT MY FAVORITE CHEW BONE, WHEN I LOST IT MOMMY TELLS ME I SHOULD WRITE DOWN WHERE I LEFT IT. I HATE DROLL PEOPLE.
I have a recurring dream THAT I AM DRINKING WATER FROM MY MOMMY’S DISH. DON’T ME. I HAVE READ YOUR ANSWERS. SICKOS.
WHAT WAS THE LAST THING MY BLOGGING FRIENDS SEARCHED FOR IN GOOGLE is the strangest thing in my computer’s search history BUT IT DID CONFIRM FOR ME THAT THE REST OF YOU ARE LYING ABOUT THE STRANGEST THING IN YOUR SEARCH HISTORY, AND I DOUBLE DOWN ON THE DESCRIPTION OF YOU AT THE END OF FILL IN TWO.
I wish I could turn my PEEING ON THE PEE PAD into a full time job BECAUSE THEN I MIGHT CARE IF I DO IT OR NOT
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Thursday, April 9, 2026
Poetry Thursday
Jonce again Angel Sammys and and Teddys Pawetatonc have challenged us to write a poem about the picture below
“Tiger I don’t think you should golf today
You’ve been drinking a lot and starting to sway
Please listen to what I have to say
I doubt you’ll be able to hit the fairway
Tiger you should let me drive
If this afternoon you want to survive
And I don’t think with the clubs in your bag you will thrive
Because that’s a broom not your driver and using it you will never hit the green in five
Tiger I think I should drive the car
If you want to get far
And you always stop at every bar
And then on hole one you are nine over par
And no you can’t drive the golf cart
I know you think its the easy part
But when we needed the cart to restart
You put the chargers on your nipples trying to jumpstart
Tiger that would have been a fine drive off the first tee
And it would have impressed me
But you may need to issue an apology
Since you teed off into the clubhouse wounding three
You may want to take a drop because your ball hit a tree
I wouldn’t try to play if you were me
Looks like you just drove your wedge into your knee
No more golf today is my plea
They are asking us to leave after you threw up on the tree trunk
You’re a middle aged lush with no spunk
And I can no longer let you play you big lunk
Because friends don’t let friends golf drunk








