Greetings friends and fans. This is The Daily Bone and I'm your amiable doggie reporter
Chester L. W. Spaniel.
It's been raining and storming a lot this week. A lot of our flowers are taking a pounding. But we still have a few to show you.
Asian lily.
Yarrow.
Milkweed.
Daisies.
The Other Coast
Ghostwriter has been trying to get a good picture of me for the Blogville Summer Dance. As most pet bloggers know, sometimes it's tough to get a perfect picture. Here are a few bloopers:
I can't wait for the Summer Dance where I get to see my dearest Princess Leah.
Oh, and as I mentioned, we've been having lots of thunderstorms lately. We wanted to share a few spectacular pictures of the stormy skies in our area. Here they are, in no particular order:
This is a special TDB report for doggies, and possibly kitty cats, but that humans might not like too much. I'm your investigative doggie reporter Chester L. W. Spaniel.
For the past few days I have been sniffing and pawing at a certain spot in the garage wall right next to the back door. I even tried to chew out the plaster wall board in that spot for which Dad got quite angry at me. My humans refused to believe me that there was anything there.
But I proved them wrong! Last night they could finally smell it too! It was that unmistakable odor of decaying flesh. Dad pried up the wall board and the stench got worse. So he removed a big section of it. Guess what was in there?
Take a closer look:
That's right, doggies! It was a very stinky chipmunk that had somehow gotten itself stuck behind the wallboard and died. We doggies have an amazing sense of smell, and the humans should trust us when we think there is something stuck in the wall! Hah!
That reminds me of what happened a few years ago. My esteemed, late colleague Joseph (Joey dog) Spaniel was still working with me at the time. One hot summer day, quite like today, we started scratching at the door of our human's bedroom. Upon being let in, we both headed directly to the walk-in closet and stood straight up on our hind legs, our noses pointed to the little trap door in the ceiling that opens to the attic. Our humans thought we were crazy and dismissed us. A few days later, they smelled it too! Turns out there was a starling nest in the soffit near that part of the attic. Dad went up to the roof and pulled out tons of grass, weeds, sticks, leaves, and trash the starlings had stuffed in there. It was enough to fill a 40 gallon trash bag! Among the mess was a dead baby starling that was stinking up the whole house!
Anyway, I am the best good doggie hero today! I'm smart and persistent, and I found the stinky, rotten, no good, malodorous, pungent, crummy, dastardly, smelly chipmunk! Did I say it was very stinky? I was ready to eat it too, but ghostwriter said not to push my luck! Yup, I can say it was MY BEST DAY in a long time!
(I just love those Trout Fishing in America guys! If you never heard of them, check them out on youtube. They have lots of great music for kids! We've been fans since 1991!)
Here's one last look at the stinky chipmunk, for all you doggies out there, before Dad threw it unceremoniously into the garbage can.
Greetings friends and fans! This is The Daily Bone and I'm your happy doggie reporter
Chester L. W. Spaniel.
The milkweed flowers are starting to bloom. They smell like honey and attract lots of bugs. In the picture below, can you see a Daddy-long-legs spider, a tiny fruit fly, and an ant? We hope some monarch butterflies are attracted to them too.
The hawthorn tree was full of flowers! Problem is, they smell awful! Dad thought something had died in the corner of the yard. Fortunately they only bloom for a few days! Then they drop their little white petals all over everything like polka-dots. There were tons of blossoms, so hopefully there will be plenty of red berries for the birdies to eat this winter.
Gee, I thought they smelled OK.
Little mushrooms are popping up all over the yard.
Of course, I know not to eat them.
Dad grilled some steaks and topped them with sauteed mushrooms (the edible kind from the grocery store.) I didn't even want to taste them. But I got some pieces of steak. Yum!
Well, back to flowers, the Garden Buddha is getting lost among all the plants growing around him. He looks pretty happy there, though.
These little blue flowers come up every year. We don't know what they're called. They only put up one stem of flowers, and that's all. If anyone knows what they are, please let us know.
The clemetis vine is blooming like crazy!
Mr. Toad is still hanging around our garden. Can you see him under the mint leaves?
There are certainly lots of bugs for him to catch!
Here's a little fly sitting on a flower.
Now I have a bit of sad news.
Just when ghostwriter thought she could put her box of Kleenex away, we received news that another one of our dear friends, Mr. Bailey from the Idaho Pug Ranch, who crossed the Rainbow Bridge! We are so sad for his family.
Please visit Mr. Bailey's sisters, Mabel and Hazel, and their family here: idahopugranch
