Saturday, November 18, 2017

Saturday Already?

Greetings fellow doggies, kitties and humans. This is The Daily Bone and I am your diligent doggie reporter Chester L. W. Spaniel. 


Ghostwriter is having a hard time keeping up with the days. She can't believe it's already Saturday again! I say she should quit looking at calendars, like me, and stop worrying about what day it is. The only important thing about Saturday to me is that it's time for the yum yum report. 


Here we have some simple things that are good on a cold day.

Chicken soup, and grilled Swiss cheese sandwich.

Home made chili on rice, with cheese, and chips.

Spanakopitas, and salad with dolmades
and Greek dressing.

Chicken marsala, noodles, and vegies.

Here's a submission from my kitty cat cousin Maddie. Do you see her?

Roast chicken, olives and cheese, and bread.

Sparrows Incorporated has been having a daily feast at our window birdie feeder.


Dad puts peanuts in there every morning for the blue jays. They usually snap them up pretty quickly before the Evil Squirrel Cartel even thinks about coming around.


Those that do, get chased up the tree by yours truly. The leaves are almost gone from the silver maple so now I can see him up there. That demented squirrel has no choice but to sit in the cold wind and listen to me barking. Bwahahaha!


Now for a few food-related funnies.

Mother Goose and Grimm

Breaking Cat News

Yum.


Oooooo! Look what ghostwriter just took out of the oven! Chicken and biscuits!


I'd better practice my best begging face for this!


Thursday, November 16, 2017

Thursday Night News

Hello. This is The Daily Bone and I'm your savvy doggie reporter Chester L. W. Spaniel. 


Look look look lookie look at my new squeaky toy! It's supposed to be indestructible! (We'll just see about that!)


After several days, I managed to pull out some stuffing and the squeaker. But most of it is still intact.


Do you know who got me this new squeaky toy? I got it from my Jessy human who came to visit me all the way from Florida! She was here for six days and I was pampered the whole time! 

Yeah, scratch behind that right ear. Ahhhh.

I was sad that she had to go back home today to nice, sunny, warm Florida.

Woops!

I don't blame her because it's been cold, cold, cold here in Western New York! One minute it's dark and dreary, and the next it's sunny. 

Well, mostly it's been gray and miserable.

Garden Buddha managed to cover himself with leaves to keep warm.


There have been lots of birdies around.

Starlings

Cardinal

Blue Jay

Sparrows Incorporated.

Dad worked hard to get the lawn mowed for the last time this season. He found another wooly bear caterpillar. I heard that the length of the orange strip indicates how long the winter will be. Ghostwriter says that's just an old wive's tale. But I think she was a bit worried. That's a pretty big orange stripe on this wooly bear!




After the photo session, we put him back in the leaf litter to go on his way.


It's now been six weeks since ghostwriter got her new left knee. She goes to physical therapy twice a week where they put her through all kinds of contortions. Today there were three other people there who all had left knee replacements. Ghostwriter said it was the left knee club. 

She had to write down her physical therapy goals. One of them was to be able to take me for a walk around the block! Wow! I hope she reaches that goal!  



Friday, November 10, 2017

No Flowers This Friday

Hello friends and fans. This is The Daily Bone and I'm your cheerful doggie reporter 
Chester L. W. Spaniel. 


I am sorry to say that we have absolutely no flowers today. But look what we got instead! Snow! 


Hooray!


The snow plow went by this morning too, but all he did was drop a little salt on the roads.  


It's been windy and super sunny, but still cold enough that the snow didn't melt. 


Ghostwriter was not very happy about it. She had to clean snow and ice off her car this morning so she could go to physical therapy. (Dad is out of town today—or else she would have had him do this—but he'll be back tonight.) But she survived. She even survived a whole bunch of new exercises and stretches for her new knee! 


Anyway, so instead of flowers, we're going to show you some pretty pictures of the snow. 










I wonder if the snow will still be here tomorrow? 


I guess I'll just have to wait and see. 



Monday, November 6, 2017

Sparrows Inc. vs Ditzy Squirrel

Hello everybody. This is The Daily Bone and I'm your peerless doggie reporter Special Agent Chester L. W. Spaniel. 


Last night there was thunder and lightning and heavy rain almost all night! This morning the entire back yard was like a soaking wet sponge covered with leaves.


We finally saw the sun, though! 


In the late morning ghostwriter spotted a single solitary squirrel hanging around in the big pile of sticks by the back fence. The squirrel was acting kind of weird and more ditzy than usual. She also noticed a whole flock of sparrows hopping around in the stick pile hassling the squirrel. Well, you know sparrows are tough little spit-fires at times. Of course I was happy to go out and do a thorough inspection of the area. 


The sparrows and the squirrel fled the premises as soon as I arrived. 


But I can smell their footy prints! 


As I widened my search, I noticed my feet were going squish, squish, squish on the soggy ground. 


Splish splash splish splash …


Sniff sniff sniff …


Ah, a cocker spaniel in his element tracking birdies and varmints in the leaves and bracken. 


I do believe I've come to a conclusion to the case of the weirdo squirrel and belligerent birdies.


Here's my official report: 

1. As you can see in photos number 4 and 5 above, behind the gas grill, the tall arbor vitae bushes have been replaced by smaller ones. (Last summer some of them died from the drought from the year before, and the neighbor dug them up and planted new ones.) Those tall ones used to be headquarters for Sparrows Incorporated, and they contained high rise luxury sparrow apartments, and a sparrow kick-boxing arena. 

2. In front of the small bushes and the fence, and behind the old wooden glider, there is a dense pile of sticks which ghostwriter and Dad had collected from the yard over the last couple months of violent weather. Sparrows Incorporated had claimed this pile as their temporary office until the small bushes get bigger. 

3. As loyal readers will know, Dad recently obtained a new, long range branch clipping tool, and used it to remove the Evil Squirrel Cartel's Central Command Station from the silver maple tree. I'm pretty sure that ditzy squirrel was checking out the stick pile as an alternate real estate option for his winter hide-out, much to the consternation of Sparrows Inc. 

4. But every time the squirrel tried to leave the stick pile, he would step onto the very soggy leaf covered ground. Fearing he would sink to the bottom of an endless abyss, he'd jump back to the stick pile where the sparrows would resume their harassment campaign. 


I'm pleased to say the Double Doggie (minus one) Homeland Security System, featuring your diligent doggie detective has solved another mystery! There was obviously a serious real estate squabble going on. I will be sure to keep a close eye on the Evil Squirrel Cartel and make sure they don't bother Sparrows Inc. again.

As a reward for my excellent detective skills, ghostwriter and Dad gave me something very special. You see they tried a delicious new item for dinner: braised lamb shank, with mashed potatoes, savory gravy, and salad. 


Look look look lookie look what I got to chew on! A real bone!


I'm a good, smart, lucky doggie today! Yum!