Tuesday, January 31, 2012

All Angles

 All around the Mulberry Bush
 The Monkey Chased the Weasel
 If that's the way the money goes
POP goes the weasel

Monday, January 30, 2012

NEVER Make Fun of a Woman's Weight!

 Oh hi, Guinness here out on my walk!

 And I am STUMPED!  The middle of the trail has turned into a skating rink!

Cautiously I tip-toe towards the other side!  Wait, Maggi!

 It is a close call...but I make it!  OK Maggi!  Your turn now.  Don't worry.  It is safe.

 CRRREEEK...CRRRACK....KERSPLASH!!!!  uh...oh....

 Maggi has fallen right through the ice!

Maggi heads back to safer ground..but now we are stuck.

 I run up ahead to the top of the bluff. Poor Maggi has to double back and take a longer, prickly route.

 I am waiting at the trail head when they finally work their way around!

 ...and I am very careful not to mention one word about that little incident...


Thursday, January 26, 2012

Two Sick Wolfies???

 Maggi's been feeling a little BLUE...

...and I've been a little "HORSE"...hehehe

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

of Distant Days...

 Guinness here.  It is cold.

 Zzzz...the world has gone to sleep.

 Everything is still.  Even the River speaks in strange little whispers.  Shhhh...listen!

 Just a few short months ago I was walking into the sunset with my Gramps.
Seems like a lifetime ago we were out picking apples.

But before you know it we will be wondering where Winter went.  It will be Spring, then Summer--  and it will be Autumn again, you can be sure.  

The Fruit Comes Home to Weigh the Branch...

...and Nothing is Ever Come-by-Chance...

...love ya Gramps

Monday, January 23, 2012

...Lessons of Patience and Enduring

 Oh hi, Guinness here.  As you can see we are well into winter here in our pretty little Valley.

 Me and Mags are en route to the Olde Train Bridge.  This tired old bridge has been a friend of mine for many years.

 "Wanna walk down to the train bridge, Guinny-Bear?" My human will ask.  Yes.  Guinny wants.

 Old is she...  
Such weight she bore!
To aid train's journey, but never more!
Too brittle her bones!
Too slow her breath...
She's absolutely bored to death!

 Haha!  Indeed!  The bridge teaches me lots of lessons.  Lessons in patience.  Lessons of enduring.

 Winter is here to stay she tells us!  We must wait it out.

 I look down into the River.  It runs slow...and thick. It is in no hurry.  I do not need to be a Groundhog to figure this one out.  We must endure...

 We turn around.  It is time to head for home.  That is our walk to the bridge and back.

 When I get home THIS is here,

 He said he could not make it all the way home.  He needed a stop over.

 I am not surprised.  It is Monday.  Groucho has just come back from his AA meeting.  Afghan-Alien Anonymous.  It really takes a lot out of him.

 As per normal, he makes himself at home on the Groucho-Coucho.

And once again we are reminded of our lessons in enduring.  Til next time...love Guinness.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

And When She Got There

 The cupboard was bare

 And so the poor Doggies

had none!

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Tuesday, January 17, 2012