Showing posts with label The Hound. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Hound. Show all posts

09 September 2014

coming or going...



with a new puppy in the house,

I have been seeing a lot more of the great outdoors


day


and

night


a lot of

---> out the front door

<--- in the front door

---> out the front door…..


don’t know if I’m coming or going!




it's just embroidery, have fun with it!



12 July 2012

pardon the interruption…..


while The Hound and I rearrange our activities



back in a bit...




it's just embroidery, have fun with it!



22 March 2012

squirrel spit.....


The Hound’s agenda for most days:

stand guard at the front entrance protecting domicile

lounge around the porch snoozing


but now The Hound insists on coming in for water breaks...



despite the freshly filled water bowl
outside the front entrance

and it’s all his fault...

see him?

in stealth-mode up there in the tree...


as soon as The Hound is making guard rounds
around the premises barking at anyone down on the street to throw back the tennis ball she rolled down toward them...

this guy stealthily sneaks in for a drink
from The Hound’s water bowl

The Hound...ewwww, squirrel spit!
No way am I drinking that now!

What’s this have to do with the pillow d?


absolutely nothing...

unless d. decides to take his beverage outside...

then beware of thirsty stealthy squirrels



it's just embroidery, have fun with it!


11 March 2012

go sit.....



outwit, outmaneuver, outslick, outsmart, outthink...





it's just embroidery, have fun with it!



06 January 2012

sledgehammer and sunset.....



another computer hard drive has ridden off into the sunset





but, the geek squad said...

patience, we will replace the hard drive


come home soon




it's just embroidery, have fun with it!



26 December 2011

talkin' turkeys and wild turkeys.....

The Hound here...

Cathy aka Stitchfork is crashed recharging on
the couch after all the merriment


I’ve also been a busy elf with my traditional
hound-gift-giving to everyone

dog ID tags in case they get lost...done that
peppermint bark...done that
yellow cotton candy /do-not-eat-yellow-snow reminder...done that

after some brainstorming with some of the locals…



my gift this year was “the hair of the dog”

yep, I did hot glue some of my brushed hair
onto the tag as my signature



& then I slipped a tiny bottle of wild turkey in the gift box

They did card me at the store as I am only 11...
But hey, I explained, that’s 77 in dog years


Oh! We had a new family member at the table this year—
fourth generation!



I sat right under next to him as he understands
the joy of sharing a holiday meal!




and.....The Hound



09 October 2011

eau-de-wet-hound…..

“If I stay close to the reeds, maybe she won’t
notice I jumped in the pond…”



“Uh-oh, she spotted me…”


“Bleh, pond scum does not taste good at all”


Yes, it's the hound's kind of fun…

but it was one wet-pond-scum-smelling-hound ride home


“Earned me a new, fresh-smelling collar!”


freshly scrubbed and dreaming of the next dive-in for frog-chasin’, blue-gill-scarin’, and pond-scum-skimmin’ kind of hound-hijinks



it's just embroidery, have fun with it!

12 July 2011

dog days of summer.....

hazy  
hot 
& 
humid


with a chance of showers…..

The Hound


it's just embroidery, have fun with it!


29 March 2011

meow...

while the hound was guarding our domain snoozing
with visions of tennis balls running in her head…


look what the cat dragged in

do you have a...
Canine?
Or
Cat?

13 February 2011

The Hare...

Fig.1. The HARE
The Dog…
The Hare of the Dog
Disclaimer!
The Hound has NOT been imbibing

graphic from the H section of an early
English Dictionary circa 1754
via Karen at The Graphics Fairy
thread...of the Dog
ink...Fig.1. The Hare

27 January 2011

Frozen Balls

yes, it snowed...again!
and The Hound is happy

you see, she is rarely seen without a tennis ball in her mouth
she can even bark at you with a tennis ball clenched in her teeth
...teeth that are ground down to nubs from those tennis balls
her favorites tho — frozen tennis balls!
she keeps a stash on the front bench chilling

tossing them into the direct path of your snow shovel
to get you to toss it back
she can be a real looney toon!

No, no, no! I’m not coming inside!
You come back out please!

brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.......

05 January 2011

sheepdog

large dog immediately recognizable by its long, thick, shaggy gray and white coat
originated from very old pastoral type dogs of England
first seen in artwork from the 1700’s
described as never being nervous or aggressive
can tend to be ‘couch potatoes’ (The Kennel Club said that, not me!)
intelligent, sociable and adaptable
may try to herd people or objects

famous sheepdogs:
Tiny, pet of Franklin D. Roosevelt
Martha, pet of Paul McCartney and of the Beatles song Martha My Dear
Sam Sheepdog from the Looney Tunes cartoons
Barkley from Sesame Street
The Colonel from 101 Dalmations

but my favorite sheepdog…
Prudence!

who could resist this face??

Alexis, my talented friend of Jac o’ lyn Murphy, knows Pru well
go see more of Prudence, and Alexis’ creations

The Hound here is avidly ignoring me until I stop speaking of Prudence