Knock Knock…

During the ice age we experienced recently, there was a woodpecker that kept trying to peck through the exterior wall of my office.  I don’t really blame him except for the fact that he made it very hard for me and Gus and Scarlett to concentrate.  Me on my work and Gus and Scarlett on their naps.

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Barney Fife and Andy Griffith had narrowed in on this situation, springing into action from their deep slumber on the sofa in a matter of seconds.


Scarlett tried to stare a hole through the wall.  Gus got distracted by a woman walking her dog.


Scarlett assumed the position as the suspect’s knocking intensified.


Scarlett decided she needed a better angle.


Although this looks like a tender moment, Gus was not pleased that Scarlett infringed on his personal space.


Gus shared his feelings and Scarlett quickly made him regret it.


“Are you calling me fat???!!”


Tensions subsided as the two were quickly reminded of the task at hand.  Mr. Pecker had resumed his knocking.

All in a day’s work.

Y’all come back,


Scarlett’s Birthday

It was Scarlett’s birthday today.  The vet sent her an e-card.

What is this world coming to?(!)  Even our pets have gone digital.

Scarlett is 5 years old today.  I can’t believe it.  Off to kittygarten in the fall!

This is her in her big-girl bed.  She loves to lounge by the window and keep tabs on what’s happening outside.

She also LOVES plastic bags, so I gave her a bunch to play with today.  She went nuts.

All of the excitement wore her out so she took a long nap on the sofa.

I think Gus was jealous that Scarlett was getting special treatment on her birthday so he decided to act up and get in the dryer.  What a little daredevil.

Good thing he didn’t try to get in the washing machine.  It would have been hard to decide if he should go in with the “whites” or “colors.”

Clearly his plan to get my attention worked as he made it into Scarlett’s birthday post.

Happy Birthday, Scarlett. You’re such a funny little poodle.

Y’all come back now, ya hear?