Ladiez of Beaglebratz Manor

Saturday, October 4, 2014

Angel Jazzi's National Taco Day

Well it took our mom ~~(QUITE A BIT)~~ a little longer

tue git us our taco than we hoped.

YES - we had tue SHARE-

Ok - so it wooda bin kinda much if each got one.

Our mom made one big soft taco-

It duzn't look all that big BUTT

by the time she rolled it up-

Anyway - she uzed a soft taco tortilla wrap,

Vanilla Greek Yogurt instead of sour cream,

bitz of boiled chiken-

fresh broccoli, cauliflower an'peaz topped with

shredded cheddar cheeze then

she rolled it up an'cut it in half.

THEN it wuz OUR turn tue "help".

Here'z Shiloh startin'on hiz soft taco-

Uh-oh, better clean-up the floor-

I gotta clean plate-

IMAGINE THAT!

While Shiloh wuz bizy with hiz,

Diva Shasta wuz werkin'on herz-

Anymore here?

Gotta make shure it iz ALL gone.

We even got a little dessert-

doggie muffin with more yogurt

YUMMERLISHUS!!!

We want tue thank

Angel Jazzi an'her mom-

if it wuzn't fer them, we probably

woodn't b gittin tacoz.

~Shiloh-Lord of the Manor an'Diva Shasta~

Friday, October 3, 2014

World Smile Day!!!! - all day/night

We Beaglebratz r gittin'a later post up fer

World Smile Day butt

it duz include ALL day.

We wood like tue thank

SUGAR

DORY

fer hostin'this blog hop.

Shiloh-Lord of the Manor sez-

See my handsum face'n

my cute smile?

Diva Shasta sez-

Oh go on - SMILE!

I just know u want tue,

go on - just due it :)

Diva Shasta here-

In keepin'with this month bein'my

birthday month'sharin'my puppy pikchurez

I am gonna say this iz Puppy Diva Shasta

SMILIN'at Shiloh

(that'z my story'n I iz stickin'tue it)

(altho may-b that'z y he bit me on the ear on Christmas mornin')

Now duzn't that put a smile on

your face?

An'even our

Angel bruther Oreo

had a great smile that

still goez on.

~Shiloh-Lord of the Manor an'Diva Shasta~

gfh

Furrendz on Friday - Guest post by Charlie frum Charliedownunder In Oz

I, Diva Shasta, r gonna ALLOW an interruptshun in my puppy pikchurez

TUE-DAY, FRIDAY 10/3,

so I can share with u’all in Blogville an'b-yond a guest post frum

Charlie, frum Charlie Downunder in Oz

Crikey am I crook. Dad took me for an early morning walk this morning and it rained … BIG TIME. Now I hate the rain and normally I would find the nearest shelter and hide but not this morning. Dad took shelter under his mate, Bruno’s big verandah. Boy do I wish I had too. Anyway it turns out that Bruno, a fisherman, had been out on his boat all day yesterday and last night had a few of his mates over for a barby and one of his mates fancied himself as a bit of a Chef. He had a new recipe he wanted to try. It was an Asian type recipe. You know …. Full of chilli and garlic and sauce and stuff. Cooked up a storm, he did, in a big Chinese wok and after a big feed and a few beers (well probably a lot really) decided that the cleanup was a bit much so Bruno put the remains of the feast in the wok and left it outside all night. Yeah … you guessed it … I found it and while Bruno was telling Dad all about his great night I was busy cleaning the wok for him. Was it ever good! That wok had never looked so clean. Anyway it finally stopped raining and Dad and I continued on our merry way. Dad did see what I had been up to but didn’t really take too much notice. Well he didn’t yell or anything!! You think that would be it but no … when we got home Mum was all dressed ready to go out for a big Sunday Brekky so off they both went leaving me at home. They weren’t going to be gone for all that long so instead of locking me in my crate, as they usually do, they thought they would give me a try in the house again. I have been getting better and not being so distressed when they go out. They were only gone a short while and I started to feel a bit crook. Talk about tummy pains … oh! My. I tried to get outside but every door was shut tight. Did I ever feel bad but what could I do??? First I spewed up on the rug in the family room. BIG TIME!!! Then I went to Mum and Dad’s bedroom … not so big!!!! Then I went to the spare room … pretty big!! Last of all the study … not much left!!! Oh! The relief. Felt a lot better after all that spewing. Didn’t feel so good when Mum and Dad got home though. Dad mightn’t have yelled at me this morning but boy he sure made up for it when he discovered the mess. I must say it didn’t smell too good. All fishy and oily … yuk!! I got no sympathy. Just got thrown outside while they tried to clean up. They were most upset cause most of the house is tiled and the only places I threw up were the carpeted areas. How was I to know that tiles are easier to clean than carpet? Carpet looks like grass to me so I thought that would be best. Who knew!! What do they expect …. Next time I’m crook I’ll just throw up in that toilet thing. That’ll fix em. They won’t even know I’m crook. Maybe that’s not such a good idea though cause after Mum finished cleaning everything she did come outside and give me big hugs and kisses and she rubbed my poor sore tummy for such a long time. I love my Mum!!!!!! She is just the best.

So remember… if you ever see one of those wok thingies ….. leave it alone, aye?? Believe me it’s not worth it.

This is the rug he threw up on-