So it looks like everyone enjoyed the Lab swimming with the dolphin on our previous visit. I mean, what’s not to like about a dog racing down a ramp to start swimming toward the middle of a harbor to play with his BFF who happens to be Dolly the Dolphin, wouldn’t you say? Slam dunk for heartwarming, touching, moving, unusual, blah, blah, blah. Whatever.
Well Sisters and Brothers, if you thought that was good, here’s our own version of Heartwarming for you from the Pack at Casa de Canterbury. Never let it be said that The Red Man is less entertaining than a Dolphin, for God’s sake. Bite your tongue. As Paul Harvey used to say on his obsolete radio news show Here’s the rest of the story!
Once upon a time not so long ago (actually two weeks) and in a land not so far away (Fairfield County 25 miles north of Casa de Canterbury) the two lesbians Pretty and the old woman Slow decided to do what real lesbians are supposed to do and go for a hike in the country with their dogs. Seriously, these are the most worthless lesbians in the world. They don’t know a thing about computers and can barely figure out how to watch On Demand on their new TV U-Verse remote which is supposed to be Fool Proof. Neither one of ’em can cook worth a damn. Their tool box consists of a couple of hammers and two screwdrivers and they wouldn’t have those except they like to hang pictures everywhere. But, I digress.
So EVERYONE piles in the old Dodge Dakota and I’m not talkin’ ’bout in the bed of the truck, either. Yep, they load us up and in my order of importance that would be The Red Man, Paw Licker Annie, Smokey Lonesome Ollie, Tennis Ball Obsessed Chelsea, Spikearoo and themselves in the cab of the 2004 pickup truck and we could’ve given a can of sardines a run for their money we were crammed so tight in that truck. How crowded was it, Red Man? It was SO crowded Her Highness Paw Licker Annie sat in the front seat with Slow and Pretty and the rest of us had to stand in the back seat because there was no room to sit. Now that’s TOO crowded, Sports Fans but that’s so typically Pretty and Slow. One for all, all for one.
So while we didn’t have an ocean with a harbor or a handsome man with a cute Australian accent describing our adventure or certainly not a dolphin in sight in Fairfield County, we did have our own version of excitement.
The Red Man watches Chelsea and Spike swim in a muddy creek
No dolphin but lots of debris in creek
Of Course PL Annie decides to go for a swim, too
Spike watches the grand old dame try to climb out of the creek
Pretty to the Rescue!
Paw Snaps for Pretty who had to climb down the bank and wade into the water to push PL Annie out of the creek and up the bank to safety – if you’ve got a Crisis, Pretty’s your lesbian of choice. I wouldn’t bother calling for Slow.
All’s well that ends well as I am fond of sayin’ and our little hiking adventure was a ton of fun, let me tell you. Sure we didn’t have a dolphin, but we did manage to come up with a fair amount of ticks which should count for something.
At any rate, Smokey Lonesome Ollie was the first one to the truck and waited for the rest of us.
Get me outta here Percy – I have my own Lap of Love and it’s Pretty’s…heh, heh…eat your heart out Dog in Harbor…
Yes dears – you are just as cute as a lab and dolphin loving each other! 🙂 Oh dear, who would have thought you’d be trying to outdo that by swimming with debris 😀
We thank you so much for thinking we are as cute as the lab and dolphin!! We didn’t realize dogs and water could be so popular!! 🙂
I don’t know Red. You might have revealed too much. You’re ladies might get their Lesbian License revoked. Even Ma has a wrench, pliers, and power drill in her kit! 😉 Though she often complains it would be nice to have guy around to unscrew jar lids. 😀
Hope the country hikes become a tradition ’cause it sure sounds like it was fun.
Your Ma sounds like a dream come true! Wrench, pliers AND a power drill – you are a Lucky Puppy if you don’t mind my sayin’ so. Maybe you could do something BAD and she’d have to get out her power drill to fix it? Heh, heh. Think about it, Sweetcakes. 🙂 The old woman Slow is our Designated Unscrewer of Jar Lids but she needs help these days and has to resort to all manner of foul language when she’s called upon. 🙂 Later, gator…
Yeah, I’m learning some ear burning words already! 🙂 \
Oh no, oh no, oh no…please don’t pay any attention to the horrible language – my editor is SUPPOSED to correct those for me. But as all my Amigos know, she’s worthless. 🙂
BTW, my editor the old woman Slow added Miss Poppy to our blogroll as a Friend of Red this afternoon and duh wondered why she hadn’t thought of that before. If Miss Poppy or her Ma objects, please notify us…:)
No objections! Thank you!!! I keep nagging Ma to get our blog roll er…rolling, but she keeps forgetting to work on it. Gee, I really wish I had opposable thumbs so I could ditch her. 🙂
Ha, Poppy, you tickle me! Blog roll er…rolling is a good one!! 🙂
It’s lack of sleep. Makes me silly! 😀
Lack of sleep sucks. Old woman Slow has a wonderful med for that problemo. (:
I’m waiting for mine to kick in! Pops is snoring at the foot of the bed and my eyes are wide open. Have to get up very early tomorrow, so my brain has decided not to bother with sleep. I’m going to give it one more try.
Worst feeling. I know it well. My condolences. Seriously.
that was so darn cute!!!!!! just love the name PL Annie!!!
Thanks so much, terry1954! We love to have you drop by for a visit…PL Annie is a mess, let me tell you. 🙂