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Wordless Wednesday

 

Beat This Caption

Listen mother, I don't care if you disapprove, we are in love, and yes, he is older than me, but no one counts dog years mom.

Monday Question

  How do you tell your parents you love them? I Ruby's Response I follow them wherever they I sleep right against them at night I give them very loving looks with my big eyes I shake my tail feather for them.

The Ruby Rose Report August 28, 2022

  I had a few exciting developments occur this week. I am a dog who loves a bone. When I arrived here, three fresh bones were waiting for me, two made of kangaroo and one ostrich; I felt terrible for gnawing on their remains. Knowing their fate must be why they hide in pouches and bury their heads in the sand. My parents assumed that I have a tender bite since I am short of stature and slight of head. When my parents play the hand game with me, they slap their mitts on a surface, like the bed, and I try to catch their hands with my mouth. They encourage me not to bite, but I inevitably catch a finger. Because I never break the skin, it is assumed my jaw isn't powerful. They never consider that I am smart enough not to bite the hand that feeds me. One night this week, I was chewing on an ostrich bone in the big bed. My Dad noticed I was chewing something, and he reached into my mouth and pulled out part of the bone the size of four half dollars stacked upon one another. Daddy said

River Welcomes Kahulua to Rainbow Bridge

   I am happy to announce that I have finally settled on a role in our family’s legal Dynasty. I am now River Sing bailiff first class. Every time court is in session; I get to say, “hear ye, hear ye all those who have business in front of the Honorable Judge Monster, please rise,” and then Foley struts out to her favorite Wu-Tang song and takes a seat behind the bench.   I stand by her bench, and if anyone misbehaves, I hit them with my stare of doom. That and my resting bitch face keep the proceedings in order.   I also act as a bailiff at the new angel swearing-in ceremonies. When a new angel crosses the Bridge, I escort them up Enzo’s Escalator to Hobo’s Landing, then stand next to Foley as she executes the angel Oath. All new angels are sad, scared, and traumatized by their passing into the River of Life and coming out of the water in full angel form. I help to convince them to cross the Bridge, so they don’t become trapped in Purgatory. For many new angels, I am the first semi-fr

Poetry Thursday

  Angel Sammy and Teddy have given us the below picture to both entice us to join their poetry blog hop, and inspire us.   We all shuddered when the rode into town The meanest bike gang around First the hit the Wal-Mart And cleared out all the Pop Tarts They didn't pay a dime No one would report their crime Unless one wanted a kick in the shin Or a spit ball on the chin They marauded through our village And every ice cream shop the did pilliage They rode on our lawns A group of real tough cons They swam in our pools Knowing the only ones to complain were fools They did wheelies on the grass And against our window they pressed ass By sunset they had grown tired And rode out of town most undesired We went to bed happy it tomorrow When back to school they will go

Wordless Wednesday

 

Beat This Caption

Before her parents' wedding night Pickles wanted to demonstrate to her mom the inevitable

The Ruby Rose Report: August 21, 2022

      Now that I have firmly entrenched myself in my parent’s hearts and it hurts them more than me if I do something wrong and they speak harshly, I can now assert my dominance over the house and take my rightful role as the baby boss. River taught me a trick to tell if I have ultimately won over my parents. I still don’t want to go to the bathroom outside, so I am strictly a pee-pad dog. In bad weather, River was the same way. She told me if I could put my front paws on the pad, my back paws on the floor, then pee so it misses the target. Then because Batman villains built our house, the pee ran down the uneven floor and under the pad causing an Exxon Valdez cleanup, and after all that, I do not get in trouble; I am the head of the household. I did sell thrice to establish that I could do what I wanted, even to file the floors and remain dominant. The most mommy will say about missing the mark is to ask if I could at least try to get it on the pad. I put on my sad face,

Nature Friday

We are joining our friends at the Adventures of the LLB Gang for Nature Friday Today I am presenting pictures of the mighty Hydrangea  They are in Foley's, River's and Pocket's gardens.  They have all bloomed nicely this year which is not often the case I don't go too close to them because they can make me sick Beautiful flowers shouldn't do that I hope you enjoy them

Poetry Thursday

  Angel Sammys and Teddys  have given us this picture as inspiration for the Thursday Poetry Day. But we had another idea    Oh great big wave all mighty and strong I would like to use your energy to right some wrongs Like when I comment on a friend's blog and have to stop And identify with street lights or motorbike riding cops And I check all the pictures that look right But cannot get back to the web site Now it wants me to find the bicycles From a picture using no vehicles I just blindly check boxes Until I hi9t the right responses And my comment gets posted Before from friend's lists I am demoted The I move to Blogger On which I am an author But when I got to post a line Which is surely sublime I am told to sign in Which I try time and time again Until I quit   Because the stupid computer won't let me talk to friends And why I just can't comprehend    

Wordless Wednesday

 

Three Little Souls Lost in the Woods Part 2

  Ollie and his sister Matilda had spent their life on the streets and woods, avoiding people at all costs. But when a little girl became lost in the Forest, they protected her by snuggling close and risking their freedom by praying for help.   Luckily for them, the prayers came to me. I flew down and saw them protecting the girl. I had checked the human prayer center and found several requests to save the little girl. I told Ollie what he needed to do. Find the humans looking for the girl and lead them to her.   I located the rescuers and then returned to get Ollie. He followed me into the woods towards the people who would rescue the child. Regrettably, I should have found a way to signal them myself because a coyote had picked up the girl's scent and was closing it on her. Matilda was a shy mixed breed who preferred to be gentle, so Ollie was her fighter and protector. But when she saw a threatening coyote, Matilda found the courage to challenge it. The two had a v

Three Little Souls Lost in the Woods part 1

  Ollie and his sister Matilda was born on the street to a mom who never knew love or human touch. She taught them to be afraid of humans, which was redoubled when their mom was caught by the dog napper and never seen again. Ollie told Matilda the street was not safe, and they retreated into the woods. They soon learned how to hunt and found shelter under a large, fallen tree. There were threats to their existence. Coyotes, foxes, fisher cats, and other predatory animals lived in the woods with them. When threatened, Ollie led his sister to safety and stared down at the opposition. He was a small dog with a big attitude and a growing reputation in the forest for fighting. One day, after Ollie hunted and brought back two chipmunks to share with his sister, they heard a sound they had never encountered in the wild: A child's cry; Ollie told Matilda to wait while he investigated the noise. He saw a young girl, no more than three, sitting in the woods, crying. Ollie hid b

The Ruby Rose Report for Sunday August 14, 2022

  This week marked my first month in my new home. I don’t think things could be working out better. The hot weather, which would have made it difficult for me to breathe outdoors, but since I don’t like going out, didn’t mean anything to me, finally broke, and I got a walk midweek. I don’t like to walk on the grass. It tickles my sensitive paws. My parents think I will submit to it since being on the tar in the summer burns my paws. But I am a stubborn little wench, and I continue to walk on tar, keeping my walking sessions brief which is good because I I prefer the inside. I am always one step ahead of my parents, which they make easier by continually being two steps behind. My training the parents is going well. I have taught them how to give me a treat every time I come to them. They have started demanding that I sit, which I do because I just ran and I’m tired and stay, which is OK because it gives me a chance to catch my breath. They have tried paw, which I’m ambivalen

Nature Friday

 Some pictures of lilies from our Big Little Angels 3 Gardens   I used to wake up in the morning I used to feel so bad I got so sick of having sleepless nights I went and told my dad He said, "Son now here's some little something" And stuck them on my wall And now my nights ain't quite so lonely In fact I, I don't feel bad at all Pictures of Lily made my life so wonderful Pictures of Lily helped me sleep at night Pictures of Lily solved my childhood problems Pictures of Lily helped me feel alright -Peter Townsend-    Nature Friday is hosted by hosted by da LLB-Crew,

Poetry Thursday

  Our dear friends Angel Sammys and Teddys Pawetaton founder of Poetry Corner, has given us this picture to inspire us, and be our muses.     When Johnny was in school and his passing grades were few His teacher told him he was overdue. When Johnny played baseball and no hits went through His coaches told him "Johnny you're overdue." When his friends moved away from home but  his efforts went askew His friends told him was overdue When he couldn't hold a job for more than a week or two Everyone told him he was just overdue When he got a job at the library he thought his luck was born anew Filing books was a job could pursue But when the librarian found him asleep on a shelf she knew  It wasn't that Johnny was overdue He was was a screw up through and through      

Wordless Wednesday

 

Beat This Caption

   Larry was certain no one noticed his new toupee

The Enormous Grief of a Mother Passing

  The circle of life means different things to different species. For dogs, if we are blessed, the right family finds us, we live with them for more than a decade, pass on, see our family a new dog, and they take our spot, and it begins again. But when a child loses a parent, a dog, its mother, and a husband or his wife, there is no going to a rescue to get a new one. Sometimes a new person fills that role, but it is never easy or the same. That is why losing a person is harder than losing a pet. At the Bridge, when we learn that one of our parents is ill, we work tirelessly to get them back to health. Often, we are successful, but sometimes, not even our greatest efforts can bring a cure. When Atlas, Bosco, Thor, and Hans learned their Mama Diane had cancer, they began to curry favor with the Powers That Be, battle the evil determined to claim their mom for the Bridge, and give their mom the strength she needed. Mama Diane fought hard, but even the efforts of boxer ang

The Ruby Rose Report

It has now been four weeks since I came down the escalator at TF Green airport and started my campaign to be the most fly dog who has ever lived with my parents. No disrespect to the ones before me, but I will be making this poop happen to like a rap star. On Monday, I was put in my sky blue zipper-injected ragtop superfly dog buggy while my parents wasted time and got sweaty battling nature's desire for the weeds and grass to grow. They shouldn't have ever invented lawns. Indians had it right. The Gods own the land; let them manage it. At first, I watched my parents like an overseer from a covered wagon. Then I got tired of spectating and decided to chew some, but they put nothing in with me because they don't let me chew unless they are watching me. After all, me chewing is a lot more interesting than them filling up bags with yard refuse. So, I decided to chew the inside of a buggy and was told no, then I chewed my foot and was told no. Man, fieldhands alw

Nature Friday - The Hundred Year Old Rose Bush

  We are joining the da LLB-Crew, for Nature Friday    My Daddy’s grandpappy spent the final two years of World War I in a trench in France. The mustard gas, which would end his life 32 years later, at the age of 51, was a constant worry. When told the men who were lined up with him that once he got home, he only wanted to do one thing: Grow roses. When he finally came home to the small town of Middleboro Ma, he married his girlfriend, bought a house, and planted a rose bush, that he pruned and fussed over for three decades. His daughter took a cutting, married, moved to Taunton, MA, and kept the roses growing. His son, my Dad’s Dad, did too. When Daddy’s cousin married and moved to the northern part of MA, she took a cutling; when Daddy moved into this home, she gave Daddy a cutling. This is the 100-year-rose bush today, still growing strong, a long way from the trenches in France.

Poetry Thursday

    It’s time for poetry! Thursday is poetry day hosted by our good friends Angel Sammy and Teddy.   Here is this week's inspirational photo and poem:        Thelma and Louise went off a cliff But they didn't end up dead and stiff They landed in a big net Bounced back up and were all set They hit the gas and kept on going Where they went was unknowing They say still to this day They are riding away Hands in the air Still in the same underwear Happy and carefree With the needle far past E   \\\

Wordless Wednesday

 

Beat This Caption

It's bad enough she left me but why she'd have to take my nuts?

Monday Question

      If you are sitting on your parent's lap, and they need to get something, or use the bathroom, do they hold out for as long as possible or ask you to move right away?   Ruby's Answer: They shuffle around a bit trying to get me to move until they can't take it anymore and move me