Sunday, July 3, 2022

Mr. Blue Sky

Hello again everybody! This is The Daily Bone and I'm your sun-dappled doggie reporter Chester L. W. Spaniel. 

We have yet another hot, sunny July day. The sky is extra, super blue!


If you read my report from yesterday, you know my ghostwriter and Dad have been watching all of the Marvel movies in order, according to a list. Ghostwriter says her favorites so far are "The Guardians of the Galaxy." (You'd also know that my all time favorite superhero is Ironing Board Man.) 

Well, anyway, here's a video that will give you an idea of what the Guardian movies are like. Plus it has music that is very appropriate for this glorious blue sky! 

Saturday, July 2, 2022

Wow! It's July!

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

It's been great having my ghostwriter only working two days a week. She says now she can finally do some more cooking, get projects in the house done started, work on the garden, and spend more time with yours truly. On the really hot days, she and Dad watch a movie on TV. They found a list of how to watch all the Marvel movies in the correct order (link below.) That's OK with me! 

As long time readers would know, I've always been a fan of Ironing Board Man. Here are some of my favorite pictures of him: 

Is it movie time now? 

Tuesday, June 21, 2022

It's Summer!

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

I'm reporting from inside the house because it's really hot outside today. With the wind blowing the 90ยบ heat around, it feels like I'm standing in front of a hair dryer! No thank you! 

First I want to say, yes we're still here! My ghostwriter has been very busy with her job, and with the gardening and so hasn't had a lot of time on her computer. But there are a lot of things we have to show you from the past week or so. I'll start with the critters. 

Here's the big, brave bunny who has been visiting the yard in broad daylight to eat seeds that the birdies drop from the feeders. I wonder if he's also been after the good stuff in the compost pile, and the pears growing on the pear tree. 

Then there are squirrels and a little striped chipmunk too!

I especially hate chipmunks because they always get me in trouble. Instead of running straight up the nearest tree, like the squirrels do, chipmunks go sneaking through the plants and bushes in the garden. I try to follow their stinky footprints and end up stomping on ghostwriter's flowers. Yesterday, I chased one up the drainpipe! I barked and barked at it, but it wouldn't come out! It just stayed in there chirping and scuttling in the pipe with his scratchy little feet! I had to be dragged away from it or else I would have barked all day long and flattened all of the flowers around it! Harumph! At the end of this post, there are a couple links to some of my chipmunk problems stories

Besides the furry visitors, there have been all kinds of birdies, including this colorful blue jay.

The irises are all finished blooming. Here are the very last ones:

Now it's time for daisies, milkweed, roses, clemetis, and even foxglove.

On the 15th, we watched a big storm come rolling through WNY. Although we didn't get any rain, some areas to the south and west of us got blasted with high winds, heavy rain, and even a tornado watch. We did, however, get an amazing sunset as we watched the storm clouds pass us. 

After dark, we saw some lightning flash purple through the clouds to the south.

Nope. I'm not scared of thunder and lightning, and storms in general. Are you? 

We hope you have a great first day of summer! 

Oh, and my ghostwriter has been saying something about retiring this summer. I'm not sure what that means, but I'm pretty sure it doesn't have anything to do with putting new tires on the cars. Do any of you know? 




Saturday, May 28, 2022

Ups and Downs

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

We have a bumper crop of irises this spring in every color imaginable! 

My ghostwriter says it's because I did a good job of not stomping on them.

Say, what?

I'll have you know, I also did a good job of watering them. Speaking of water, we had a couple rainy days, and now there are hundreds of tiny mushrooms all over the back part of the yard. 

This evening it started to snow! 

I kid you not!

Well, it's not really snow. It's millions of fluffy seeds from the local cottonwood trees.

Now, unfortunately, I have some sad news to report.

A couple days ago, the remaining robin's nest had eggs starting to hatch. 

But two days later, when we checked on their progress, this is what we found: 

They were all gone without a trace! We think some kind of predator might have found the nest.

Personally, I think it was that crummy, rotten squirrel that's been hanging around the bushes in the front yard. Grrrrrrr!

Mother of Nature

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Tuesday, May 24, 2022

Birdie Drama

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

This is the season for lots of birdie drama, as nests are built, eggs are laid, and hatched, and babies grow up. We were very lucky to have found two robin nests in our front yard. We've been watching as the robin families grow. 

Nest #1 on May 14

Nest #2 on May 14

Nest #1 on May 15

Nest #1 on May 17

Nest # 1 on May 20

On the night of May 20, there was a big storm with high winds and heavy rain. Nest #1 got knocked over, and the babies are gone. Well, sometimes Mother Nature is not so kind. 

But fortunately nest #2 is in a more sheltered spot. This morning the eggs started hatching.

We'll keep you posted on the progress of this robin family, and hope they have better luck. 

But we have another birdie drama event. A couple days ago, we heard a loud thump on the dining room window. When we looked out, a dazed goldfinch was sitting on the window box feeder. We opened the window to see if it was all right, but the birdie didn't move. Ghostwriter was able to pick it up in her hand. 

She held it until it seemed to become more alert, and then put it into the feeder box.

After a few more minutes, it flew away. 

Good luck birdie!