Pictures of Mei-Ling 06/29/14

Hi pals, Puff Darby here,

Momma received four more photos of Mei-Ling, my new little fursister so I thought I would allow her to post them here...

 I sure hope she was yawning and not practicing yapping in my face...

 Her little eyes are now open...

 

 She's a pudgy little thing, don't you agree?

 

Look at that little belly...she's so cute!

Liebster award 06/28/14

I Got nominated for a Liebster Award From my pal Mr. JackFreckles! What an honor Freckles - thank you very much.

 

This is the handsome Mr. JackFreckles.  He's quite a looker isn't he?  Why don't you go and visit Freckles at his blog to get to know him better?    http://barksandwoofsfrommrjackfreckles.blogspot.com/

There are some  Rules:
1.  Thank the person/fur who nominated you and link back and recognize their blog in your post.
2.  Answer the 10 questions posted by the blogger who nominated you.
3.  Nominate 10 bloggers for the award.
4.  Create 10 questions for your nominees to answer.


Here are my questions for you to answer:

1. Have you ever gone counter surfing?
2. Have you ever found yourself in doggy jail?
3. What color are your eyes?
4. Do you play nice with your stuffies or do you destroy them?
5. When given a treat, do you eat it right away or save it for later?
6. And speaking of treats, do you accept them from anyone, or are you selective on who you take them from?
7. Aside from spay/neutering, have you ever had surgery for something major?
8. Do you help out in the kitchen when the meals are being prepared?
9. Do you get along with felines?
10. Have you ever gone potty in the human's car?



 Here are the questions Freckles asked of me:

1. Whats your Nickname?  Puffy, Puffarooie, Puff-Puff
2. Do you like your furblings if you have any? I adored my fursister Coco Rose but she crossed the Rainbow Bridge last month - sniff, sniff, wipes tears from his eyes.
3. What do you do when the phone rings?  Nothing - No one ever calls me so why should I care?
4. Do you evfur howl?  No.
5. Do you dream?  Always, my little legs kick about and I make groaning noises.
6. Who is your fave unfur in your furmily, your Mom, your Dad, or an unfurbling?( or someone else?)  I am practically attached to my momma's hip.  Where she goes, I'm sure to follow.
7. Did you evfur get in trouble using your teeth?  Yes, I tried to eat the UPS man and one of our neighbors - BOL, BOL.
8. Where is your fave place to go to visit? I'm happy to go anyplace as long as I get to ride in my pupmobile (stroller).
9. Are you allowed to run free anywhere? We have 5 acres an I was allowed to run free until momma spotted a coyote close to the house.  Now I can only go outside with supervision.  I am not leashed because I never leave our property.
10. Do you sleep curled up in a ball, or stretched out?  Stretched out during the summer and curled up in a ball during the winter.

Now, here is where I am going to deviate from the rules.  I do not have very many pals on Blogger so I am not going to nominate anyone to answer the 10 questions that I posted.  I learned from being on Dogster that not everyone likes to play these types of question and answer posting so I will leave it to my pals to decide if they would like to answer my questions on their blog.  If you answer the 10 questions then consider yourself nominated for the Liebster award - BOL, BOL



 

I refuse to incriminate myself 06/26/14

Hi pals, Puff Darby here...

Momma and I went for a ride to the cluster mailboxes and for reasons unknown to me, she decided she would allow me to ride in Coco's Princess seat.  Now don't get me wrong, but no one but Coco ever had the privilege of setting a paw in it.  This Princess seat allows the lucky pup to be able to see out the window and have fresh air blow through their hair should the window be rolled down some. 

I'm so excited to be in the Princess seat...

It looks kind of HIGH from up here...

Okay, I'm sitting down, let's ROLL...

So, we went to the mailboxes and I stayed in the Princess seat like a good little boy.  When we got back home, momma made a little sandwich and got me a nice piece of lunch meat for being a good pup. 

 

She broke off a small piece of the lunch meat and gave that to me, but then put the plate with the rest of the meat on a the night stand right next to the big bed because a hummingbird was feeding at the feeder and she wanted to get a picture of it, which didn't happen because the hummingbird flew away.

 

When she came back, the lunch meat was gone - BOL, BOL

 

What's going on? 06/24/14

Hi fellow bloggers...

I'm having problems with my blog.  When I log on and my blog comes up, it is no longer showing recent blog activities of blogs that I am following.  Instead, there is only one blog shown and below that is a link to click on to "Show more" but clicking on it does nothing.

Can anyone explain what I might have done to cause this and how I can resolve it?

I'm getting very frustrated... 

Another play date with Sadie and Hime 06/23/14

Hi pals, Puff Darby here...

Today, my friends Sadie and Hime came to spend the day with momma, daddy and me.

Here is Sadie and Hime - resting before they go play (the calm before the storm).

Puffy, can we play with your stuffies?

This looks like it might be fun...

 

I don't know what I want to play with...

 

Let me help you select...

 

How about this one...

 

 Hime selected the green monkey...

Sadie wanted to play with the pink squid, but that belonged to Coco so momma took it away...

 

Sadie trying to select a different stuffie...

 

She decided on the blue monkey but Hime took it away from her...

Nap time - Thank Dog...

 Please, please, PLEASE don't wake Hime up...she is wearing me out...

 

This is the only time they aren't in motion...

 

That's me - totally worn out and desperately needing this nap...

 

My pal Hime is once again awake...

 

Momma!  Hime took my stuffie away from me...

 Sadie is happy...

This is Hime's super model pose - BOL, BOL...

 

And here I am with my seahorse taking another nap after they went back home - BOL, BOL.  Momma says I better get used to youngster energy before my new fursister Mei-Ling arrives.  Maybe I better take a lot of naps...

 

Puff Darby

 

 

Protecting the homestead 06/21/14

Hi pals, Puff Darby here...

Yesterday, I was enjoying my afternoon nap when I was awaken by the sounds of a vehicle coming up our driveway.  I take guarding the homestead seriously so I immediately jump up and started barking.  Momma knew there was someone outside by my actions (remember, my momma can't hear much) and she went to the front door to see what I was alerting her to. 

It turned out to be the UPS man delivering a package to daddy, who was outside with the UPS man.  Everything was just fine until momma opened the front door wider so she could ask the UPS man if he would like a bottle of water as we were having a very warm day.  He said "yes" and momma turned around to go back inside the house and that's when I made my move.

I ran outside and started barking, barking and BARKING at the UPS man.  I also threw in a few jumps and nips just to let him know that I meant business.  Momma and daddy began yelling at me and instructing me to GO BACK INTO THE HOUSE, which of course I ignored.  Daddy finally was able to get me away from the UPS man's legs, scolded me right there in front of the UPS man and made me go back inside the house.

All I was doing was protecting our home from intruders - SHEESH! 

Murders 06/18/14

Hi pals, Puff Darby here,

Murders 1-4
Momma has been telling daddy that something needs to be done about the mice that have been invading our house.  Yes, we have had four mice inside and luckily Simba Blue has been on the job and has captured and killed the invaders.  Well truth be know, daddy actually had to capture and kill one of the mice that Simba so nicely turned loose on daddy's bed while he was sleeping.  I think Simba was offering daddy a mid-night snack, but you know humans, they don't always appreciate some of our gifts.  This mouse wasn't dead or injured so it went running across daddy's bed and of course Simba took off after it.  Daddy had been awaken by the cuffing type noise that Simba had been making so he got to see the mouse and Simba "go at it".  Anyhow, daddy ended up capturing the mouse but by the time he got to it, Simba had managed to fling it against the wall so the mouse was almost dead.  Daddy had to finish killing it and put it outside.

Momma told daddy that she was doing to stop putting bird seeds out for the birds as it draws squirrels, chipmunks, rabbits and mice.  Daddy poo-pooed this saying he hasn't seen any mice but momma pointed out that WE HAD FOUR MICE IN THE HOUSE, how can you say you haven't seen any mice?  Momma added that if there are mice, snakes are sure to follow and she did not want to find any snakes close to the house.  Again daddy poo-pooed this stating that he has been here over two years and has yet to find a snake on our property. 

                                            Here is a male, black-headed Grosbeak- isn't he pretty?

This is a Hairy Woodpecker (that really what it is called) 

Here is a Western Scrub-Jay

 

I don't know what this little guy is but notice all the spilled bird seeds on the ground...

 

Murder #5

The place momma feeds the birds at is not more than 20 feet from our bedroom window and the fence to the courtyard.  The courtyard is supposed to be a safe place for me to go and do my business, but that was shattered today when daddy came up to momma and me while we were having a nice relaxing swing on the patio swing and showed momma a Western RATTLESNAKE he had just found and killed.  Momma of course panicked and gathered me up and took me back inside the house.  Upon further questioning of daddy we learned the snake had been found in the courtyard, right outside our French doors - YIKES!!!!!  Now momma is afraid to let me go outside, even in the courtyard.  Daddy says he will fix the areas under the fence so critters can't go under it.  He also pointed out that he has lived here for over two years and this is the first snake that he has encountered on our property.  All I can say is it was one snake too many.

 

Murder #6

As momma typed this, a hawk flew down and grabbed a dove out of the tree.  The gray squirrel that was freeloading on the last of the bird seeds scurried up the tree trunk but the dove didn't escape.  Feathers came raining down, so many that I'm willing to bet that the hawk had dove for dinner.