Showing posts with label pictures. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pictures. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

At werk with mom - sorta ... an'other stuff tu

We Beaglebratz haz a few thingz tue 
cover in this blog post an'we wood like tue
the oportunity tue bring it tue u.

Every mornin'when mom leevez fur werk, 
it'z the same old thing- 
she sez "You two b good, mama lovez her 
Shiloh'n Shasta".
We Beaglebratz r in a quandry here-
if she lovez us so much
(an'we r shure she duz - may-b?) 
than y duz she leeve us - home alone? 

So she goez off tue werk butt she tellz us that
we r with her all day long 
in many wayz.
Which wood u rather haf at werk?
What that pikchure there above showz OR
the reel thing 
 The next few pikchurez showz u'all 
other wayz that
we r "with her at werk".
Mom sez she can't b at her desk without
seein'us an'thinkin'bout us.

See that Christmas card up top-
the red one with pawprintz?
It'z kinda hard tue make it out butt
it meanz a whole lot tue mom cuz
it showz a pikchure of us 
Beaglebratz'n Angel Oreo- 
it wuz The DIVA Shasta'z first Christmas'n
wood end up bein'Angel Oreo'z last.
An'of course we're all there with mom. 
Here iz a fav of mom'z-
a pikchure of Angel Oreo that a friend made

Now here iz us agin


Thoze r pikchurez of flowerz frum 
mom'z garden hangin'there
b-side my (Shiloh'z) pikchure.

Then a few pikchurez of other stuff that
mom sez remind her of us when
she iz at werk
Some of theze pikchurez r kind of really ... 
um .. well
not good.



Oh an'u know we told u'boutz 
goin'tue c Santa Pawz- 
well it wuz a good thing we had 
our listz with us tue give tue him cuz
they wuz in such a hurry'n 
we hardly had time tue say 
Merry Christmas.
Butt each of us Beaglebratz got a bag frum
Santa Pawz only mom kept'em-
yep, we Beaglebratz haz NO IDEA what
iz in'em butt we due know they iz
frum Santa Pawz.
Iz mom keepin'em fur herself?

Finally, the Shiloh-man here.

Mom sez that it haz bin awhile since 
she haz seen me look so animated-
(since when am I a cartoon?)
 

 
she thinkz I am lookin’an
feelin’happier now– 

I due feel a whole lot better now.  
I am runnin’more an’bak tue patrollin’the perimeter of our kingdom– 
alwayz on the outlook fur trespasserz.  
Almost efuryday I am playin’a bit
more with The DIVA Shasta an’we all

 even slept in the regular bed last nite 
altho mom did help me a little gittin’up on it 
(instead of sleepin’on the sofa-sleeper) 
Mom wood like me (Shiloh) tue 
take a moment here tue

fur your wunnerful POTP an'healin'vibez.
 
(Iz The DIVA Shasta watchin'that critter up there?)

~The Shiloh-man'n The DIVA Shasta~
an'mom tue 

Sunday, July 8, 2012

Just a few short hourz B-4 ....

Registrashun b-ginz July 9th
And here's a message frum 
the Blogville Olympics Committee:
THE OLYMPIC Committe MUST INSIST that All ATHLETES be ENTERED by Midnight (this is CENTRAL time zone fur us) July 18th.  in order for the athlete to be SCREENED fur Bugs.       The Peep Athletes have to be Screened fur DRUGS... butt WE of Blogville are above that!    However, we gotta be sure that no Fleas get in...          Complain to FRANKIE if you don't like the deadline.


We Beaglebratz haf bin praktisin'a little an'TUEDAY our mom surprized us 
with our own BREAKFAST OF CHAMPEENZ! 
That'z scrambled eggz, cheeze, boiled chiken 
an'nanaz mixed in with our kibble.

 Now we don't haf tue many pikchurz of our praktise sessionz butt here r a few-

Here we r praktisin'our 
TONGUE CURLING and THE RASPBERRY 


Here we praktisin'fur the Zoomie eventz - not shure which one or may-b all

Shiloh iz praktisin'hiz counter-surfin'teknique

Praktisin'fur the Sychronized Snoozin'

Shiloh praktisin'fur the 
 FIERCEFUL YAWNING 

An'even tho we ain't enterin'our event-
(OUR D-ZIZHUN)
Synchronized Peein'we still
like tue keep up our skillz
An'don't furgit - kittiez r welcome tue 
enter our even tue.
 even a long-distance synchronized peein'

Remember, fur more info'boutz ALL the 
Blogville Olympics an'thoze fur the Cat-O-Lympics
 go tue the 
 
Ok, just'boutz our dinner time-
all that praktisin'haz shure made 
us Beaglebratz hungry.
Wunder if mom haz fixed us a speshal meal?

~Shiloh'n Shasta~