Saturday, August 30, 2014

Most Influential Blogger Award/Share It Sunday

I heard the call to go and help growlmy woof a bloggie fur me!

This bloggy today has two parts...a Saturday one and a Sunday one! That's because I am posting it on Saturday and Molly the Wally is sharing it on Sunday...but not until September 7th....due to technical difficulties...oopsie!

(Growlmy got caught up in the doings of life around here....)

This award was given to me by Finley. Thank-Woofs Furry Much!!
For this Influential Blogger Award, you gotta  pass it on to ten other bloggers and post your favorite song.  So I thought I'd share this one…

Personally I as a pup don’t care fur music, and I only sing fur sirens…so this video had to be dug out of the deep nets of the inter webs...

                                      Singing, piano playing pup

Then growlmy said maybe peeps want a wee glimpse of
where I live…

And well, who could resist the song of the University of Michigan where my boss-boy graduated from, and where unfurbro is now going to grad school…

                                            Hail To The Victors

                                      Another version of this song

                       Still another version, BOL! Well we are fans!!

                 The Yellow and Blue ~ This is another U of M song.

Now who on earth can I nominate? Sheesh all the pups I know have gotten this already, or my kitty brofurs have beaten me to it, BOL!

So…I don’t think I will do that rule…I guess that might ‘break the chain’ as it were…but what JRT can resist doing things his own way, Teehee!

If you want to do this fur a pup or more that you know, then by all means go right ahead.  Its made to be shared!!


I was also asked by Molly the Wally to share a posting, so I think this will be it.

Thanks Molly, for thinking that my bloggie was worthy of sharing about in the big wide web-world of what our furmily calls Blogger Land.

So I will post this ahead of the Share It Sunday, so that Molly can get it into her doings, BOL!

I need to decide who to nominate as the next blogger she will share. Hmmm...
I think Zoe might like to be shared!!!

Sorry, pups and peeps, that I haven’t posted much lately. All is fine here, this  gang is just swamped with loads of not furry things, as growlmy puts it.

Could you also say pawyers fur my Great-Auntie? She broke her wrist, needs surgery, and at age 94 1/2 she may need to go into a care facility. My Auntie is helping her right now, and also she gets in-home care…but my Auntie has a job with 12 hour shifts…and lives in another town. Sheesh, always something.

My doggy cousin, Murphy, who is my Aunties pup has to spend a lot of time all alone now, until this is all settled. He usually goes to the peeps across from him, but they too are out of town. Bummer.


There’s a piccie of my Great-Auntie in this blog posting.

Now I'm going back outside,OK!
Just relaxing!

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Woofless Wednesday

Its a woofless, wordless Wednesday...
Pardon the dirt on my schnooter, I were interrupted from digging...

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Furry Bad Poertry

My good Westie pal, Whitley  posted about a fun contest that is hosted by Oz The Terrier .
Well, I corralled growlmy to help my pen this silly ditty, BOL!

MJF's Bad Poetry

A doggy am I, a terrier that is.
I bark, and I run and I kiss.
I dig in the ground,
and run fast all around.
I chase lots of varmints,
And leave dirty pawprints.
I bark at all I hear or see,
And I make mails of pee…
I love my peeps, and my kitties, too.
Yes I do, I do!
Grizzled my fur now appears
Cause I’m getting on in years.
Still, I have confidence and no fears,
I bark and bark at all I hears!
I love my kitties,
but not writing ditties,
so I am stopping here, mateys!
Cause I need to be outside,
to send a Pee-mail, yardside!
Growlmy, How Could You?


Sunday, August 17, 2014

Black & White Sunday


I think it might be fun to join the B&W Blog Hop today...I nevfur asked growlmy to do that with my pics, BOL! A furst time fur evfurrything, right?!? So off she goes to find a nice one to subject to the 'treatment'... Here goes!

Well....Growlmy says she thinks I look strange, BOL! I think she likes me better the 'real' way. Um...well, whatevfur growlmy!

Saturday, August 16, 2014

Saturday, Setback In Time I tried to get growlmy to post this yesterday and this was supposed to be the title: Friday Frolic Into The Past
Then this was going to be my intro:
Freckles wanted to post something today, seeing as its Pet Parade Day, so not having anything much new to divulge, he woofed to growlmy, why not post some oldies? Sounds good to both of us, BOL!

So…today its about toys..

From the archives that is, BOL!

Well, its now almost 11pm here on Saturday, good grief! Bad dogretary, can't get good reliable help these days.
Anyways I thought you still would have fun looking back with me a bit.
So here is my Not Friday Frolic!

I seem to not be the most toy-boy around, I actually have a toy box, but it seems to collect more dust from standing there, than I make dust by grabbing one to shake. Hmmm…in my way younger years I got some toys/stuffies only when the peeps left the den. Now I get full access to them but I just mostly ignore them.

Not sure why.

Sometimes I will snag one and either shake it, rip it open to destuff it, or just take it and make growly annoyed when she steps/trips on it.

Years ago, Pawppy fell down our stairs and hurt his knee, (had to have surgery)when he tripped on one of my toys that I abandoned  on the stairs, OMD:(   
(That was befur I even was a Dogster pup...)

I used to enjoy a game of tug-o-war, but this wasn’t encouraged too much, something about how that could make me aggressive…

When there is no tug-o-war partner, you just gotta chew....

That tug-o-war toy came out of this box one Christmastime, along with all these other things. Cooper From Dogster sent these ones, too! Minko & Pipo are having some fun-times too, Pipo sure looks like a zombie kitty, BOL!

These socks were in the same box fur growlmy...why didn't she get toys?

Growlmy says its a good thing I didn’t destuff this dude, BOL!

Growlmy made me a furbling! It earns its keep as a draft dodger, BOL! Like in front of the door...

I do love me a good tennis ball! You know, I figured out that they too are good for more than fetch/catch me games…I can strip all the fuzz off of them!

This pic is really old, taken with an old 35mm camera, not digital

Got to take a break sometimes!

This toy was sent to me by Cooper (from Dogster) a while back, for some reason I love this zombie(!), and haven’t destroyed it yet. Its one of my go to toys when growlmy comes home from work. I want to play catch me or tug-o-war.

Grrr...I'm gonna get you Zombie, Grrr!

I do like to CHEW! A lot, almost as much as barking...



And of course there are stuffies, and there are stuffies.

Here is one that I borrowed from my doggy cousin, BOL!

I am daring Murphy to take back his crabby patty...

I got it!



Now that pup is a real stuffy hound! He takes them and lies on them or even sucks on them, OMD!!
Murphy with his crabby patty...

That burger is one of his faves, so I knew he wouldn’t mind too much if I borrowed it fur a bit…um, growlmy was there to make sure I didn’t try to eat the burger in it. BOL But Murphy was lurking nearby, too...snoopervising the session.
Once when we both were young and silly we would play catch me with this big old jug...its so full of holes, couldn't hold anything anymore, BOL! Here we are resting befur we start again, maybe we are deciding who gets first dibs!

Its a hot day, Murphy, we need to go and slurp in the water bowl.
Of course after any play session a pup needs a good snack...
This was a set of new treats, so I am making sure they will be good.


Now I need another nap.
Till next time.


Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Writer's process Blog Tour!!

Mr Jack Freckles ~ aka Sir Lick~a~Lot    Surveyor & Protector Of My Terriertory

I just heard I was nominated to join up with the writer’s process Blog Tour!
Now growlmy finds it kind of embarrassing, cause she got asked to do that by a kitty furmily and asked to not have to do it due to all the other things on her plate as it were. The not so yummy things on there that peeps have to keep at until they are all done…and mostly they have nothing to do with pups nor kitties…though the chores we make them do fur us also are on those plates, BOL! But she means the extra ones…

Here is a picture of Charlie:
Charlie    (Disregard the Sorry Ass and Why Its There...)

He is the pup who nominated me.
Thank Woofs!!
He has a blog too, naturally!
He lives over in Australia, or should I say, he lives ‘Down Under’!
He is here in his blog: (And if you search you can find the entry about his really sweet Sorry Ass)
I will link you up to the entry about his writing Process,  you can read lots of his other fun entries through the links on the sidebar.
Charlie Down Under in OZ

Isn’t it fun that nowadays we can just travel in an instant and say hello to our furends at all ends of the globe?
Charlie is a most fun pup to know…you will not be able to suppress giggles furry well, once you start reading what he woofs in his blog.

OK. I have to answer some questions…sheesh, always these questions! BOL!

After I answer the questions or at least try to get the essence there of what is wanted...I will need to find three other bloggers to nominate. Hmmm, now *that* could be interesting!
Well OK, Here goes!


I am working on ridding my terriertory of varmints, namely squirrels, groundhogs…they seem to have learned how to dig under the fence which is buried a foot deep by the way…and rabbits and others. Also snakes! Yes we have garden snakes there and they are not allowed. I still do not understand why growlmy makes me leave them alone. Sometimes the locusts, butterflies and froggies that come to the flower area are varmints too. And birds. They all get chased off! Except fur Miss Red Hen; I don’t know why, but she seems to enjoy our yard and even roosts here at night.

I know there's a varmint in here

I can smell you in there...

This varmint doesn't seem to be scared of me...

I bark up those who dare try to pass by my pup-erty in the front…on pretense of strolling down or up our road. And the kid lets that ride their bikes, sheesh, how dare they!?!
I also work at staying young by being a silly pup now and then. When I see growlmy coming through the door after she gets home from errands or work, I go to my toy box, grab one and off I go to shake that toy all up, and beg fur some tug of war games. Or I will do a major zoomie all around the pup-erty. Like the wind, and sailing over branches or other obstacles. I would have had fun with agility if that was in my area when I was younger. Now while I can hone these skills at home, not so much going to be doing that in competition…
One has to be silly and young at heart to be younger feeling…it helps me to forget the slowly starting signs of getting older such as some creaks in my bones and some  allerrgics  that I nevfur had in the past. And of course I have to work hard at keeping the batteries charged…and recharged. I nap lots!
After I dogtated this bloggy to growlmy and snoopervised the typing, I went to one of my many nests to stock up on Zzzz’s.

I work to keep peace between my kitty brofurs, BOL! When I want to see Pipo all I need to do is give a bit of a too frisky kiss to Minko and voila there he is! Only he usually is in hissy mode, so I have to go and find other unfinished doggy work.

I do a lot of digging. I am not a ‘go to earth’ doggy fur nothing! I have been working at this dig site fur a while now, but growlmy isn’t too pawleased, she says that it will just make it easier fur new varmints to take cover!
Hmmm, I still need to dig some more...

Digging, digging and did I say digging?!?

Standing on the pile

The 'fruits' of my labors.

Well, then I shall guard the pile of left over patio junk, by climbing on top of it. That way no varmint dare get close. We got a new patio, and these were what the old one and the old sidewalk were made from…growlmy shudders just thinking about that, BOL!

Now I have a new job sort of, cause Boss-Boy doesn’t live here anymore, he has his own (dogless) apartment now. He does visit now and then, but then after a few hours he leaves again…this means my guard duties and pup-perty protection duties are that much more important. WOOFS!

I also work at scanning the side yard from inside through the large dining room window. Its just made fur Me!

Me barking a trespasser...a pic from my archival collection.
And I once taught my doggy cousin how to go through the doggy doors. That was hard work…not fur me, fur him! He took furevfur to ‘get it’!

I guess,  now I have to work at helping my pawrents to stay on their new dietary program, designed to help pawppy avoid health issues from being too heavy…and growlmy is doing it with him to give her support…and …um… well, I will just woof my ap-paw-roval to help them along.

Growlmy is working on keeping our yard nice along with pawppy’s help. And cooking…with my snoopervision of course!
And she goes to work, 3 evenings a week, though she says sometimes she feels like she is living over there! She works with the elderly in a nursing home. I worked my paws in there once, OMD! I wasn’t allowed in the dining room though. Sheesh I would have had a great job there cleaning fingers and the floor even! I went there to work my charms on a lady who had asked to see me, so once right after a  bath, I went…but the poor lady had forgotten about it, and didn’t know growlmy in her street clothes, BOL!  After a few minutes I convinced her. Now I do visit her a lot…per some of the pics even all of you have seen in my blog entries, or in Dogster…which if you do not want fleas to attack you with all their fur-strations, just hang out in Blogville!

I work hard at playing the Catch-Me game if growlmy wants to put medicine on my itches, brush my teeth or clip my tootsie nails…hey, I *need* those to do my good diggings!

Some peeps and pups say I should woof up a book or some memoirs...but OMD, I am too busy digging and woofing at trespassers and varmints to write a book. My auntie said, just compile all your writings as a collection and call that your book, BOL! Well, it might work, it just might, WOOFS!

Just lil ol me!


I think doggies and probably kitties and not a few peeps enjoy reading about what is going on in doggy worlds around the Blogoshpere.
They need affirmation that what *they* do or are into, is the same or similar as me…as in ‘there is nothing new under the sun’. But yes, it is fun to know that I do get into trouble or things that are rather naughty…and to read about my pup-perspective(s) on things.
Its fun to write about what I do, the mundane, the exciting, the silly, and of course the naughty!
And here if we care to divulge them others can know our secret lives and desires.
We can gather support for when sickness comes or worse. Trust me on this one, that is so furry important to be able to share those times.
Ask me how I know…
We can even spill forth our thoughts about not doggy/kitty things. I have woofed about things happening in my village, and further down the road in my city. Or the not furry things pertaining to my peeps.
Blogging: Where else can a pup woof and write about anything under the sun!
And show pictures and link ups when helpful or when they add to the particular flavor of the  thought strings.
And getting comments on these thought strings is so fun too. Sometimes you add things that I nevfur thought of!
Blogging is mostly the way I or my kitty brofurs see the world through our eyes, and in our woofs and purrs.


Mostly I just woof about whats on my mind at the time of woofing them...

My growlmy works at these blogs cause she thinks they are a fun way to ‘keep in touch’ and hence she helps me…and of course my kitty brofurs too.
Picture taking doesn’t happen too often, so sometimes I have to search the archives, BOL!
Sometimes I have to remind growlmy with a gentle nudge or woof that she better save a thought in her post it notes fur future reference fur my dogtations here. Like when I do something but she is not able to tell you all about it fur me…if she doesn’t make herself a reminder then she won’t blog anything! Her 'post its' have a few thoughts, about this and that...but she said…leave them until the writer’s block comes, then we can use that mutt-erial, BOL! Writers Block? Is that like a chip off the old block? I am always in woof mode, or ready to woof mode…so personally I don’t have that trouble, it must be a peep thing.

Sometimes I have to make her sit at the confuser and post something cause its furry needed to be out there in Blogville fur you all to see/know. I try to woof here at least once a week, but often its more like once every 2 or 3 weeks. At least there are no competing doggies here in my den to delay the blogs *I* woof, BOL! The kitties have their own blog:

Pipo & Minko
So they’re my dog-com-pet-tion! OMD!

Sometimes growlmy has to take my dogtation in bits and pieces (like kibbles and bits, BOL!), cause she is working and still wants to help me post  a woof. One time the woofs were long and complicated, and OMD, she hit the wrong thing on her confuser and poof, it was vamoosed furevfur:(
She had to start ovfur, and I was impatient…oh well, humans can be so dumb…so…take heed pups; She uses post it notes on her confuser! Actually she has a MAC and there is a *notes* ap-pup-lication, that saves her and my thoughts fur future wooference! Hooray! All she has to do is remember to use it…
Cee/Pee is another furend of ours…Cee/Pee links, notes, titles, whatevfur!
Sometimes I see that growlmy is stuck…stuck…stuck…and knowing that its not the confuser shutting down, but growlmy getting deep into the quagmire of not knowing something, I send her thoughts to go and find help! BOL!
Like to the knowledgeable furends that can get her out of a jam! (Too bad some of the Baseball pitchers can’t get out of their jams that easily…sigh…),
We are indebted to them fur even us having a blog, let alone getting it kept up and stuff. I know all is fine with the world when growlmy is asked how *she* does something…

Sometimes others ask me or challenge me to woof something…so the other day I helped growlmy put this ditty into writing fur me so you could share it. I was challenged by Whitley to be poetical…

                          ‘Dis Turf'

Dis turf is my turf, yup its fur sure my land;
Ya better stay off it; Barkety-Woof-Woof-Bark!
From Da U-Pee, all da way to D.C.
The whole of Mitchygain, is owned by Freckles.
Dis turf were designed just fur me.

As I went strolling thru backroads in Bedford,
And saw some canines and a varmint or two;
I woofed em hard, and barked em to vamoose-
Cause dis turf’s only just fur me.

Dis turf is my turf, yup its fur sure my land;
Ya better stay off it; Barkety-Woof-Woof-Bark!
From Da U-Pee, all da way to D.C.
The whole of Mitchygain, is owned by Freckles.
Dis turf were designed just fur me.

I am the owner of my turf in Mitchygain. Pardon the dirt on my schnooter from my digging patrols.

Now if I had my own way to get on growlmy’s confuser…OMD, this blogging writing process might be way diffurent! BOL!

This is what Charlie my furend from way down there in Down-Underland woofed at me is his blog:
No pressure and no worries if it can’t be done, aye??   So my 3rd choice is my dear friend Mr JackFreckles. Mr JackFreckles is one real good bloke and a very dear friend.  He likes to lick a LOT and he leads a very interesting life.  He lives with his folks and a couple of siameezers in Michigan USA.  Pop on in and say G’day. I’m sure you’ll get a warm reception.Well maybe not in winter. It gets pretty cool over there. Mr JF Sir once showed me some photos of Lake Michigan in Winter.  Fair dinkum ..... I got cold just lookin' at ‘em.

So. Well…um…OK then:
Crikey, you good Bloke! It was a heap of fun to tell you how I make my blog, BOL!
G’day to you or G’night or whatever time is is there in your section of our huge globe! They don’t call this a Blogoshere fur nothing, BOL! Crikey!
(Come ovfur here to visit in the summer, your tongue will hang out! Maybe not as hot here as in Texas where some of our other good blogging furends live…but plenty warm and humid to boot, UGH!)

Now it’s time to ask three other bloggers to participate so here goes:

Whitley Westie
Whitley is a great blogger and a wonderfur source of help if you are being in need of that. Thank woofs to you Whitley fur all the help you have given me!
She is funny too...not trying to be sassy, but when you read her blog entries, you will know...she is also furry purdy and photogenic!
When pawppy sees pics of her, he always says, 'Look a Westie!'

Jelly is known as The Affie Princess! And she is a sweetie fur sure. She has lots of interesting woofs to read, too!

 Buddy The Dawg
Buddy is another Canadian pup but he lives miles and kilometers away from Jelly. A diffurent province as well! Buddy loves to dig, so he and I are digging companions. Imagine if we were in the same yard...

Milton & Mr Stubbs ~ The Bark Brothers
Milton recently got a new can jist imagine all the fun things to blog about from that den, BOL!

All you pups, do not feel you  *have to do this*,  I want you to have fun and enjoy yourself here, along with your peep that takes your dogtations. 
Send your (Three) nominees the same questions as I woofed to you.

Bark On!
Woof A Lot!
Lick A Lot!

Sunday, August 3, 2014

Fungusy-Mungusy Yucks & Dragonfly Tails

One early morning recently, growlmy saw me investigating...

She had her camera handy...and her shadow looms over me, BOL! I think she's making sure I don't try to eat that buzzer.

 It sure was a pretty  and shiny thing, in the bright light.


Well, here I am trying to make Mr D.Fly  fly away!

Another kind of dragonfly, resting on a garden marker stick.

                                                         Now for the yucky stuff...
Does anyone know what kind of fungus that is, it sure is yucky looking! It was growing in the woodsy part of my yard, and when I first saw it, it was almost a lacey & dainty thing. But then it was too rainy to use the camera. Now its so ugly, but it does have a certain 'je ne sais quois' about it!

We never have seen this kind of thing back there in the past, then again this has been a really wet spring and summer, way moister than in many years. Though we didn't get pictures there were even morels this spring! Some peeps would love to have those for their supper...

Now these are growing on and under a stump back there. Kind of beautiful in their own way.

 Ha-ha! Another froggy! This one is furry old, way older than the length of time that growlmy has been married; it came from my grand-pawppy's yard.

Just little old me!