Sunday, January 28, 2024

Mother Nature isn't Always Nice

Hello everyone. This is The Daily Bone, Princess Edition, and we are your diligent doggie reporters Baby and Rosie Spaniel. 

Just because we were not reporting for the last couple months, it doesn't mean we weren't doing any keen, scientific observations in our back yard. We haven't forgotten the teachings of our predecessors Joey and Chester. We looked up, and looked down, and all around to find amazing things. So today we're going to show you something that happened in early December. 

One day we saw two white birdies sitting on top of our next-door neighbor's roof. Well, one had black wings. At first we thought these were seagulls. But as we continued to watch them, we decided they were some kind of dove or pigeon. Sorry the picture isn't too great, but you get the general image of them. 

Those birdies sat there in that same spot all day long, and then until the next morning before they finally went away. We thought that was the last we'd see of them. But later that day, we found mounds of white feathers on the grass.

It looked like someone had a gigantic pillow fight! Looking more closely, we found this:

We believe a hawk must of caught one of those big white birdies, plucked the feathers out, and ate it! There were a few crows squawking at us in the surrounding trees during our initial investigation of this scene. We think those crows might have finished off all the leftovers except for that foot.

We've seen crime scenes like this before in which our local Cooper's hawk, Mr. Cool Beans Cooper caught and ate a much smaller birdie. A few days later, after a snowfall, we saw him sitting in a tree nearby looking quite well fed, and satisfied with himself. He didn't even bother to fly away when we doggies were outside.

We researched The Daily Bone reports from the past several years, and found this was a common occurrence which had been reported on by us in March of 2023, and several times by our esteemed angels, Joey and Chester. If you'd like to examine our research, please check out the following links:






Sunday, January 21, 2024

Winter Time

 Greetings friends and fans. This is The Daily Bone, Princess Edition, and we're your doggie reporters Rosie and Baby Spaniel. 

Sorry we've been gone for so long. As long-time readers would know, our dad had a stroke and is now recovering in a nursing home. He still can't move his left arm and needs lots of help with things. Our ghostwriter goes to see him almost every day, and brings us along once a week. We're starting to get used to riding in the car now. Besides visiting dad, we are gradually meeting the staff and some of the other residents there. (Some of the little old ladies just love seeing us!)

So today we're snowed in and not going anywhere. We girls love zooming around in the snow, and sticking our noses under it. We even think it tastes delicious! 

Yesterday afternoon, we heard and saw a couple of big, noisy monster machines go past our house.

We are very brave, and barked as much as we could at these, and managed to make them go away. 

Our ghostwriter said we were a little too loud. Those snow plows were doing a good job clearing the snow from the road and sidewalk so people could get around. She was reminded of a post by our angels Chester and Joey regarding snow plows, and placed a link to that post below. 

Later on that day, we saw a squirrel sitting in the pear tree, looking very humble and hungry.

In a few minutes, he jumped onto the birdie feeder that's in the window. We girlies have never seen a squirrel up this close! We almost thought he looked kind of cute.

However, he soon began a tirade that was both rude and insulting:

"Hey, where's dog face? Huh? He promised my grandfather a peanut butter sandwich years ago, and we still haven't got it. With interest, you mangy mutts owe me over ten thousand peanut butter sandwiches! You'd better pay up, or else!" 

We rushed outside to give him a good chase, but found he'd already gone. Dumb squirrel! Well, he can't be too hungry. Just a few days ago we saw him and his entire family gobble up the last of the hawthorn berries from the tree.

Now the birdies won't have any hawthorn berries to eat! Mr. Cardinal agreed that those squirrels were greedy gluttons! 

Here's the link to Chester and Joey's post about the snow plow:


Unfortunately, the original video that went with it was gone. So here's a link to the song:

Ride of the Valkyries

Saturday, October 21, 2023

Um, hi

 Hi everyone. This is The (not so) Daily Bone, Princess Edition, and we're your doggie reporters Baby and Rosie Spaniel. 

Sorry we've been absent for so long. As you may remember, our Dad had  stroke a few weeks ago. He's trying to get better, but his left arm doesn't work at all, and his left leg only has a little movement. He's staying at a place called a nursing home where he gets physical therapy and lots of help with his daily activities. Our ghostwriter visits him every day while we courageous girls stay home and guard the house. 

We have had a few adventures, though. Yesterday we had our first encounter and subsequent epic battle with a stink bug.

The stink bug won.

A few days ago a little sparrow birdie got into the house, and we girls went crazy chasing it around. At one point it bumped into the window and fell down behind the couch. GW was able to catch it and let it go outside. 

Today we happened to see a lot of sparrow birdies hopping around in the bushes outside of the window. But they wouldn't come in to play.

It's been cold and rainy here a lot lately. Perfect conditions for mushrooms. 

When we look up, we've been seeing big flocks of geese flying over.

That's all for today. We'll try to catch up on reading all of our friends' blogs soon. 

Good night.

Friday, September 22, 2023

Bit of News

 Hello everyone. This is The Daily Bone, Princess Edition, and we're your ace doggie reporters Baby and Rosie Spaniel. 

We have not been to Blogville in a long time. But here's the update on Dad who had a stroke almost 2 weeks ago: 

He's all right. But his left arm and leg won't move. He's been transferred to the nursing home where ghostwriter used to work so he can get a lot of physical therapy. We're hoping he gets enough movement back so he can come home, but it's going to take a long time. 

In the meantime we doggies have been getting used to being home alone while out of our crates. In fact, we take this duty very seriously. While GW is away visiting dad for a couple hours, we pups are the Guardians of the House. 

GW told us maybe Baby Groot and his fellow Guardians of the Galaxy might stop by and give us a compliment on a job well done! 

Thanks for all the POPT, hugs and prayers from everyone! We'll try to catch up up on all of your doggie and kitty blogs 

Wednesday, September 13, 2023


Hello everyone. This is The Daily Bone, Princess Edition, and we're your doggie reporters Baby and Rosie Spaniel. 

Sorry we haven't been around lately. There's a lot going on here. We had some great new photos to show you, but there's something wrong with our computer right now. 

Ghostwriter had to do something called jury duty one week, so we didn't have time to post then. 

On Monday morning Dad had to go to the hospital. (Our Uncle Jason came to stay with us doggies for a few hours so we wouldn't worry too much.) It turns out that Dad had something called a stroke, whatever that means. He's going to be away for some time in order to get his strength back. 

We doggies will try to be patient and hope for the best. 

Thursday, August 24, 2023

Sun, Clouds, and Pretty Flowers

Hello friends and fans. This is The Daily Bone, Princess Edition, and we're your diligent doggie reporters Baby and Rosie Spaniel. 

Western New York weather is nothing if not changeable! One day it's bright and sunny, and the next is cloudy and rainy. We can't even remember what day was what. A few days ago we enjoyed watching the bright sky with the "popcorn" clouds that came and went.

Ahhh! This is the life! 

But today, it was gray, dreary, and threatening to rain. After dinner, it suddenly started clearing up! 

Here comes the sun! Hooray! Ten minutes later … blah! No sunset for us! 

But all is not lost. We have some bright and cheerful white flowers and leaves to show you! This first flower is from a hosta plant that ghostwriter took from her mom's (Oma's) garden, almost forty years ago. 

We're not sure what these are called. Some kind of yarrow.

Here's some white phlox.

This is the star of our front yard right now: this huge hydrangea bush that started out as just a little stick one of the four siblings found at a flea market some 30+ years ago. 

The bees and wasps just love it, and it smells so sweet. 

These leaves are called snow-on-the-mountain, and were also transplanted from Oma's garden ages ago.

And finally, these are called lamb's ears because they're so fuzzy. 

We're cute and fuzzy too! Right?

It seems most of the plants in our yard are way older than we pups can even imagine! On that thought, we're going to sleep. Good night! 

Ghostwriter here. On those last rainy days, I finished a couple more puzzles. I love the pictures of the cute dogs! 

We had some unexpected sad news this week. One of our sweet kitty friends crossed the rainbow bridge. 


And another one of our long time good friends, Hailey is gravely ill. 


We're sending lots of hugs, prayers, and POTP to their families.