Friday Night Wrights: Personal Space Edition

Habby Friday

the end ob

a berry busy week

and

Welcome teu 

Our Bersonal Sbace Edition

 Thiss week started off wif a
BANG
ass crooks kicked in the door ob
Our Berry Good Friends
and neckst door neighbors
Sunday morning at 10am.

 Whee heard the
BANG
butt did naught know what it whas
until whee receibed the emergency call
from their security alarm combany.
Some stuffs whas stolen,
butt the berry mose imbortant fing whas...
Cousin Sammy whas safe.

 So any way...
Our Berry Busy Week
habbs been made busier
wif the eckstra security detail,
weaponry brebaration
and bigilante meetings.

Whee habbs all so been busy wif
The End ob Classes at My Skool
[for this year].
Whee did habbs a big and raucous barty at
My Agility Class.
Let the record show...
I whas
 The Only Steudent
teu bust out the zibber in my crate
and
Join the Barty
*takes bow*

In my defense....
I amb all so
The Only Golden.

Whee are beoble bersons by nature.
I amb a Soshull Giant.
I rest my case.

The Mom habbs all so gone back
teu berry hard work at
The Facktory
from one week off
on a sickly baycayshun holiday.
She says,
and I quote
"It habbs been an undogly long
and stress full week."

So fur that reason
and all so on a counta pitty,
I tooken a nab wif her this abternoon.
And here iss
Our Nab
from the Mom bersbecktiff.

 I amb deuing my
Seuber Reuf
flying wif baws in the airs.

 Teu treat her wright,
I habbs tooken only a little ob
the king size bed.

I deu my best
teu comfort her.

The Mom needs teu relacks
and no fing is more relacksing than
Tummy Rubs.

 She all so really deu lubbs

Ub Side Down Toofy Grins

 and
Cuddles

 and
Looks ob Lubbs.

I eben let her be
My Billow. 

I fink thiss makes her feel
Speshull.

I did gibbs her some
ArmBit...

and a little
Chin and Snooter

 and all so
Kibble Hole.

Sbeaking ob...

No need fur Yeu teu worry...

The Mom whas tired butt

I made sure she did naught

sleeb frew dinner.

 Now...
I don't whant Yeu teu fink
that whee sbent the entire abternoon in bed.

 Whee sbent some time out ob doors teu.
And yesss...
I amb still on leash.

 Eubsy.

Mom: "Reufus??? Deu yeu haff a becan???"
Me: "Becan??? What becan???
Mom: "Drob it, Reufus, drob it"

Me: sbit

The slobbery becan I sbitted out.

 Butt I digress.
The wheffer whas changing
and the skies were cloudy.

 It whas naught a good day fur
the pickshers,

 but an interesting one fur
sniffing the airs

and listening teu the sounds 

ob the squirrels running round
in the trees.

 And while I whas nabbing,
they habbs been burying
all manner ob nuts and acorns
in my yard. 

eubsy...

The Photographer

acksidentally turned on the flash

and it looks like

 Night
what means time fur

 My Head in The Mom's Lab.

 The Mom
some times tells me that she needs
Her Bersonal Sbace.

I under stand combletely.
I need
Her Bersonal Sbace
teu.

Whishing Yeu
Speshull Time wif Those Yeu Lubbs the Mose...

Friday Night Wrights: Catch Ub Edition

Good Friday Night.
It habbs been quite some time

since I haff reborted in teu Yeu...

These last free weeks
haff been a time ob
turmoil...

and adjustment.
Whee haff suffered big losses
[more on that later]
...

and the Mom habbs been sickly
wif sicklinesses
what haff gotten better
butt still linger.

Teu make madders worse,
whee still habbs
becans on the ground.

So I amb still
ON LEASH
24x7.

Now...
Ub until lass Fursday,
on a counta she did habbs bids deu on a big brojeckt...
the Mom did drag her germs inteu
The Facktory
ebbery day.

And then lass Friday,
she did begin
[lass year's earned hours]
Baycayshun.

The Mom did begin teu feel some,
but naught so much...
better.

It habbs been a time ob
Teugefferness.

Shmuggles.

Shared Foughts.

Crossed Paws.

At least the Mom
finks these are crossed.
She took thiss picksher
Fanksgibbing Day.

She sneakeded out Wednesday abternoon teu
The Luby's
and bicked ub
a blate fur uss teu heat ub fur
Our Fanksgibbing Dinner.

It whas berry tasty...
and whee did spend
the berry rest ob the day..

in bed.

In addition teu feeling kinda bad,

the Mom did haff a sad.

I did cheer her ub
significantly
by blaying wif
The Lobster
what I did find in the closet.

Now Yeu might fink
that the Mom habbs naught accomblished any fing
in the lass few weeks...
Naught Treu.
.....
Teu weeks ago,
she went to buy a new Dyson.
She whas conbinced teu buy
the DC41.
.....
Once she brought it home,
she discubbered
it whas naught
Comblete.
.....
One week ago,
she took it back teu the store,
paid a little more
and brought home
the DC41 Comblete.
.....

Teuday,
the damb fing went on sale
fur 25 percent off.
Forchewnuttly,
the store gibbed the Mom
a bunch ob money back,
butt she habbed teu go back
teu the store
teu get it
*ahem*.

It iss no secret.
The Mom is naught a shobber,
so she whas mose disturbed by
habbing teu go teu the store
free times in teu weeks.
.....
Still naught feeling so great,
butt feeling her luck a bit...
The Mom did stob by Costco
on the whay home.
.....
Yeu see...
One week ago teuday,
she whas gibben
a Fanksgibbing Weekend Sale Flyer...
and she did lock in on a
Labtob Deal.
She tried naught teu get teu ecksited a bout it...
butt fought she wood stob by,
and iff it whas abailable...
she wood buy.
.....
She did. It whas. She did.

Ecksitement SKWASHED.
The software listed in the specifications
is naught installed.
The Mom habbs been on the phone
wif all manner ob subbort...
and she's naught feeling great
that it whill be resolbed
teu meet the sbecifiicayshuns...
nor teu meet her satisfackshun.
.....
Now she habbs a nodder sad.
.....
On a nodder note,
I did berry miss teu weeks ob Agility...
Ubon my return,
I did show
ENFUSIASM
GALORE
butt all so...
teu much handler focus,
naught enough obstackle or jumb focus.
...
So...
I whas sent home wif
The Manners Minder

Whee haff been pracktissing.
And I deu lubbs it.

It iss a remote nom disbenser.

nomnom...

I haff learned teu hear its beep.
I run teu it and eat the noms.

And abter eating the noms,
I return teu the Mom...
a bout 16 feet away, now.

Whee whill build on this training
in the Agility Field...
so I'm told.
.....
And now...
ass night is drawing nigh,
I send my signals.

What I whant iss
ober here in this nightstand,

in this berry drawer,
be hind me.

YesYesYes
The Antler.

My Antler 
iss a good whay teu burn off stress.

Thiss Pass Free Weeks
haff run the gamut ob
Fullnesses and Huge Embtinesses,
Celebrayshuns ob Life and Great Losses,
Lamely Sicknesses and Make-Do-nesses
.....
Spoil the Reuf silly teu
acksheually make him earn his kibble.
.....
Now...
Habby Fanksgibbing
Habby Black Friday