Wordless Wednesday

Pot Roast on Thanksgiving

Hello and happy Thanksgiving to all! This is The Daily Bone and I'm your offbeat doggie reporter Chester L. W. Spaniel. We had some computer problems, so I didn't get to post my special Turkey Day TDB report on the correct day. So here it is now. 

Thanksgiving is the day everyone in the United States of America says how grateful they are for everything they have. For many, this means travelling great distances, braving airports crowded with grumpy, tired people and screaming kids, and/or driving through massive traffic jams in order to be together with their entire families. A gigantic turkey feast is cooked and consumed. The kids get cranky, while the adults divide up the left-overs, do the dishes, and then collapse on the couch to watch a football game. (Oh, and doggies get to eat all kinds of yummy treats too.) 

After so many years of ghostwriter and Dad working in medical related jobs, which meant they almost always had to work on weekends and holidays, we're quite used to hardly ever celebrating things on the correct days. In fact, the four siblings were more than happy to open Christmas presents a day early.

So since we are notorious tradition breakers, ghostwriter decided she was NOT cooking turkey on  TG Thursday! Instead, we had pot roast, with gravy, mashed potatoes, steamed vegies, and Key lime pie for dessert. Yum!

And now, here are a couple of our favorite Thanksgiving funnies:

And last but not least, Dad's favorite corny TG day greeting:

Don't be the turkey and …

I know. Pretty bad, huh?

We finally had turkey today, and ghostwriter forgot to take a picture. But don't worry, I got some big pieces of turkey and a few bites of mashed potatoes too! So it's all good!

Computer Problems

We are having some computer problems here. We will try to catch up on everything when it's fixed. Hope everyone had a nice turkey day.

Happy birthday to my dearest Princess Leah.

Squirrel Hunting on Man Cat Monday

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

I saw Fatty White-ears the squirrel this morning. He had the nerve to jump right up on the window birdie feeder! I barked him away. But he came back later to snitch seeds from the ground. 

I went out and did a thorough exploration for the Evil Squirrel Cartel footy-prints.

Pear tree and squirrel grand larceny staging area.

Woodpile chipmunk and mousie apartments and hawthorn tree (property of the Stodgy Robin Society.)

Stomping through ghostwriter's iris bed.

Sparrows Inc. stick pile conference center and party house.

Stinky squirrel tracks! Pffft! But no squirrels!

NEWS FLASH NEWS FLASH NEWS FLASH NEWS FLASH

We interrupt your regularly scheduled program for this fast breaking news story.

I just found out that today is Man Cat Monday! Wow! I didn't know there was such a day! Well, my kitty cat cousins Tiberius and Hannibal are celebrating by sleeping.

Big sister Maddie cat (AKA The Kitten Overlord) is not putting up with slumbering man cats. 

Get up and catch something you lazy bums!

And no, Hannibal, a squeaky toy doesn't count!

Um, you know, all squeaky toys should be remanded to my custody for de-stuffing and squeaker removal. I'll be waiting. 

We now return you to your regularly scheduled program already in progress.

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 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!