Yesterday, Mom went to some yard sales and she brought us home two new stuffies. Mine is Clifford the big red dog. I had one of these, once before, but I killed him! He was the one that Dad took the voice box from and made it into a doorbell for our basement door. The rest of him just disappeared, one day, while we were outside! Penny got a new green froggie! He doesn't have a name, yet and believe it or not...both of our new toys still have their eyes! We are pretty sure that will change soon!
Here's a close-up of my right eye so you can see how good of a job my eye drops are doing. All the gunky white stuff is gone now. Mom ran out of the medicine last night, and boy am I glad! I hated it when she came at me with that tiny bottle! I don't think she was too excited about it either, since she had to force it on me three times a day. The tiny white spot you see, in the corner of my eye, is just a reflection from the camera flash. Woohoo...I'm all better now!
This is our toy pile. Many years ago, it started out with just that plastic bucket that you see on the floor. Over the years, the pile has grown quite tall and this isn't ALL of our toys. Some of them like Mr. Tiger, Wubba, my trusty white Mr. Bear and various others are scattered around the house. Unfortunately for our mom and dad, we haven't quite mastered the art of returning them to the pile when we are done playing with them. I guess it's one of those things like when we come in from outside...we can open the door to come in, but we haven't learned to close it behind us.
Here's a rare picture of Penny. She heard Mom turn the camera on and she started looking for a place to hide. She ran around the island, in the kitchen and headed for her bed. For some reason, she turned around and was headed back into the kitchen when Mom snapped her picture. See how tight she has her tail tucked? What a chicken!
Our Blue Birds are still here! Dad has named them Mason and Mena. Mason likes to sit on the dog crate, out on the deck, and watch TV through the window. That wouldn't be so bad, except that he flies at the window and pecks at the glass. Yesterday, Dad taped a piece of printer paper over the glass, right where he pecks it. Too bad, Mason, not you can't see the TV! He also pecks the glass in the living room window and Mom thinks he is pecking at his own reflection. Maybe he thinks it's another male Blue Bird! Mena has been very busy gathering materials for their nest so she should be laying eggs soon, if she hasn't already. Mom went and got them 1000 meal worms and the man at the bird store says they should last about a week. Mom says she and Dad will be in the poor house by the end of nesting season! We think she should just spend the meal worm money on treats for us. It would go farther, anyway! After all, one human dollar equals seven dollars in dog money, doesn't it?
Poppy & Penny