Thursday – A Little Personal – It’s Hot

August 1, 2019July 31, 2019 ~ John W. Howell ~ 75 Comments

Twiggy and Lucy don’t like the heat much. They are both sub-snout dogs and shouldn’t be in the weather because it is very hard on them to be able to vent correctly through panting. Does that mean they don’t want to go out? You be the judge.

“Hey, Lucy. Come here.”

“What Little One? I’m busy scratching my ear.”

“Do you see em?”

“I don’t see anything.”

“Look harder. Over there past the lamplight.”

“Sorry Potato, but I don’t see anything.”

“Just turn your head slightly. They are right there.”

“Okay. I still don’t see anything.”

“Maybe we are at the wrong window.”

“So let’s go to the Boss’ office.”

“There. Lucy, Do you see it?”

“Is that a squirrel?”

“Oh, boy lets go get it.”

Not so fast ladies. According to my watch it is 101 degrees out there. You’ll have to wait a little. Also, it looks like the DOW has reacted to the interest rate cut. But that’s not your worry”

“Aw, dad. We just spotted some interesting game. What is a DOW?”

“Never mind the DOW. Besides the temperature, the squirrel is in the front. You never go out front without a leash.”

The man makes sense, Little one. I think I’ll catch 40 winks.”

“Yeah, I could use a few myself. I’ll bet a DOW is something fun to chase.”

Thursday – A little Personal – Twiggy and Lucy Outside

July 25, 2019July 24, 2019 ~ John W. Howell ~ 74 Comments

“What’s that noise at the fence?
“Don’t know little one. But the Boss wants a photo.”

“Where ks he? it’s hot out here?’

“I have no idea.”

“Oh, here he is. Snap to Lucy.”

“You sure he’s ready?”

“Good photo, girls. Thanks.”

“I’m going to the fence Twiggy.”

“I’ll beat you, Lucy.”

“You always do.”

“So, what is it?”

“I think there is a squirrel out there, Lucy.”

“That’s all? I’m getting out of the sun.”

“Hey, mom. I’m ready to come in.”

“I’m going to stay. You never know what’s out there.”

“Now I’ll do my fawn impersonation. Patience is golden.”

“I’m doing my nap on the porch impersonation. No patience necessary.”

“Okay, Lucy. I gave up. These rocks are interesting, though.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – New Stuff

July 18, 2019July 17, 2019 ~ John W. Howell ~ 85 Comments

“Let go, Lucy.”

“You let go, Little Potato. Wait, what is that noise?”

“Look, Lucy. Some green stuff.”

“It sure is Little one.”

“OMG, Twiggy. There is a guy with a load of green stuff.”

“Where, Lucy? I don’t see him.”

“You have to look out the door again.”

“Wow. Should I bark him back to St. Louis?”

“Go to the bedroom door and see if he’s still there.”

“Yes, he’s still there.”

“Hold off on the bark. I have a feeling this is a good thing.”

“Hold on, Twiggy. Here’s the Boss. Hey, Boss what’s going on?”

“They are laying the new sod, Lucy.”

“Can we go out and see it?”

“Gotta have leashes. Lots of water flowing.”

“This sure has changed. Where are the mud and burrs?”

“I don’t know, Little one but I like it.”

“Look over there, Lucy. green stuff.”

“The Boss said it was sod. Let’s go look.”

“Wait. This is familiar.”

“It’s grass, Little One. We have grass at last.”

“I don’t know. Walks funny.”

“Than’s cause it’s new. We can break it in.”

“Come on, Lucy. Time to go back. It is so hot.”

“Yeah one more sniff of this beautiful grass, Little one. One more sniff.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy and Lucy See Some Action

July 11, 2019July 11, 2019 ~ John W. Howell ~ 86 Comments

Lucy and Twiggy are blissfully unaware that a danger worse than thunder is about to invade their space.

Lucy dreaming of the big hunt.

Twiggy dreaming of the dinner dish.

“Hey Tiggy get up. I heard the beating of an engine far off.”

“I hear it, Lucy. Do you think it’s headed this way?”

“Headed this way? It’s already here. A dually and two mens.”

“OMG, what do they want?”

“I know it’s not the wrong address for sure.”

“Lucy. What are you doing?”

“Best time to nap is during an assault.”

“Do Mom and Dad know about this?”

“Yes, we do. Little One. It’s the new backyard being put in place. Want to see what they are doing?”

“Oh, yes, please.”

“Means leashes to stay out of the way.”

“Holy cow, Twiggy. Look. Everything’s torn up?”

“Do you think it will be put back?”

“Let’s hope so.”

“It will ladies. You have my word.”

Thursday A Little Personal – Happy Fourth of July

July 4, 2019July 3, 2019 ~ John W. Howell ~ 61 Comments

The pups, producer and I wish you all a Happy fourth of July. We also want to wish America a very Happy Birthday with many many more to come.

Thursday – A Little Personal – Backyard Invasion

June 27, 2019June 26, 2019 ~ John W. Howell ~ 73 Comments

“Hey, Lucy. Get up. There’s a noise in the yard.”

“Probably that squirrel again.”

“No, I’m serious. Get up.”

“Oh, my goodness. This better be good.”

“What’s up, Ladies?”

“Twiggy thinks she hears something.”

“That’s good cause the sprinkler guys are here.”

“Hey, Boss. I’m down here and don’t see a thing.”

“Look harder. Here comes one now.”

“Look at that. He’s digging in our yard.”

“Lucy is he allowed to do that?”

“If not Little One, he sure is making a mess.”

“Yeah, look at all those flags.”

“Should we do anything, Lucy?”

“I think the boss is cool so we should be as well.”

“Okay. Let’s play with popcorn.”

“That could be fun.”

“Wait, what’s that noise?”

“Sounds like more digging. I would love to get my paws in that mud.”

“There are ditches everywhere.”

“Well I don’t know about you, but all this excitement makes a nap very necessary.”

“I think you’re right. I’ll just close my eyes for a minute.”

“You do that.”

“Mmm, Maybe more than a minute.”

“Now you are talking, Little One. By the way. Quit talking.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy the Cop.

June 20, 2019June 20, 2019 ~ John W. Howell ~ 74 Comments

“Oh my gosh, Lucy. I can see that mess from here.”

“Mess what mess?”

“On the rug. See those black spots?”

“Uh. Where do you suppose they came from?”

“You know darned well. They came off your feet.”

“From that LaBria tar pit out back I’m thinking.”

“I’m going to save you by staging a ruckus.”

“What good is that going to do?”

“When mom sees the dirt, she will think we both did it.”

“You would do that for me?”

“Of course, you are my big sissie.”

“You are the greatest.”

“Darn they are still there.”

“What did you expect?”

“Okay, you two. Where did this dirt come from?”

“Hey, Mom. I was just getting Lucy to confess to bringing in the mess.”

“Okay, Lucy. I got you pinned. I’m going to give you to the count of three to spill the beans.”

“Twiggy. You might as well cut the act. Mom’s gone.”

“Gee. Where’d she go.”

“Probably to get the vacuum.”

“I see the sissie stuff lasted a long time.”

“Well, I have my cop reputation to uphold.”

“More like rat fink reputation.”

“Twiggy. Do you want to be a police person?”

“How did you know, Mom.”

“Just a guess. Here let me put your collar on so you’re official.”

“Here is the ever alert police fur person. Standing guard night and day. No rain, no sleet, no dead of night shall deter me in my duty.”

“Uh, Little one.”

“Yes, Lucy.”

“I think you are getting confused with the postal department.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Lucy’s Day Off

June 13, 2019June 12, 2019 ~ John W. Howell ~ 84 Comments

“Hey, Twiggy. What’s up?

“It is Lucy’s day off, and she won’t play with me.”

“Maybe I can talk to her.”

“Oh, Dad, that would be swell.”

“So, Lucy. I know it’s your day off but how about a game with Twiggy?”

“Well, you see Boss. A day off means not playing with Twiggy.”

“Maybe a quick toss with cow?”

“Nope. Will only lead to a chase scene.”

“Look, Chippie. You love Chippie.”

“On any other day, sure.”

“Lucy. Just one game of hedgehog?”

“Sorry, little one. I have a nap scheduled.”

“You can chase me with fox.”

“You can do that with the boss.”

“Let’s take ears for a spin.”

“You go right ahead.”

“You are a poop. You know that?”

“I’ve been told that, Little Potato.”

“So none of these, Lucy?”

“Gee, boss. It’s tempting, but I have to pass.”

“One last chance. How about gotcha cake?”

“It’s playing my song, but I’m late for my nap.”

“Well, Twiggy. What can I tell you? Lucy has a day off which we have to respect.”

“I have to wonder who made up a day off for a dog? Thanks for trying anyway.”

“Wany to play fetch?”

“No, thanks. I’ll think I’ll take a day off too.”

Thursday – A Little Personal – Twiggy Uses the Office

June 6, 2019June 5, 2019 ~ John W. Howell ~ 108 Comments

“Hey, Lucy. You should come to dad’s office.”

“Why? Little one.”

“There are some stairs so we can get on the bench that’s there.”

“Harrumph. Never met a bench I couldn’t jump up on.”

“But I can get up and look for deer.”

“You better be careful, Little Potato. You know what Mom and the Boss feel about barking at deer.”

“Ugh. These stars are too soft for me.”

“I remember about the deer. It doesn’t hurt to look.”

“That’s true. Hey, there are no deer out there.”

“We have to wait.”

“For heaven’s sake. I have better things to do than wait for deer. Besides they come later. Let’s go play.”

“Okay, Lucy. You always know what’s best.”

“The moral of the story sweetheart is to wait until the dogs get bored then calmly walk down the drive.”

“How long till they get bored, Mama?”

“Oh, maybe three minutes is all.”

“Maybe there will be deer this afternoon, Little One.”

“Yeah, maybe. I did think I could detect their essence though.”

“Phantom olfactory response, Twiggy.”

“I guess. It seemed so real.”

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