Smackdown!

Wow!  Just when we thought we had run the gamut of interesting blog posts, Phil supplied us with rich and previously uncharted waters!  Phil was crossing the street close to his squash club with a bag on his arm.  A truck drove by so close the sideview mirror hit Phil's squash bag.  The driver stopped in the middle of the street, jumped out and started yelling at Phil who was walking away.  As  Phil turned around, the driver punched him so hard in the face, he fell onto the road.

One punch, five hours in the Emergency Ward, one broken nose, one chipped tooth and six stiches = this!  AKA Wild Man of Borneo!  If there is a contest for "Worst Wife At Squash Club", there is no question Janet will win hands down. When Stuart, the squash club owner called Janet, he asked if she was going to the Emergency Room to be with Phil.  Janet said no, she didn't think so as there was no point in both of them wasting their time!

Janet told Phil he didn't look too bad, which he couldn't believe.  He forgot that Janet sees people in her volunteer job that have often met that wrong end of someones fist.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Day three:

Still tryin' to make buck!

Day four, and now Janet thinks he looks increasingly like Muammar Gaddafi, when pulled out of the hole in the ground he was hiding in.

On a normal day, in a normal situation, we doggies think Phil is much better looking than this.  We wonder if Janet is exploiting that situation.

The people went on Sunday to see the U.S.S. Nimitz which comes to town every few years.  With 3000 naval personnel onboard, they drop a huge amount of money into downtown Victoria.  The aircraft carrier was launched in Esquimalt Lagoon, which Janet assumed was in Esquimalt.  Wrong!  It's in Colwood and the ship was so far out, you could barely see it.

Where are the aircraft and the cool "Top Gun" type guys with the air signals?

A huge branch broke off a tree behind our house on Beach Drive.  This is the second one in six months.

Please, Phil.  Bring up our cookies really soon!

I, Pashyminders, defer to Noodles and let her take the lead on the cookie scramble.  It's only fair...Noodles is 12 years old and I am only 8.  I'm also a teeny bit scared of being first in most situations.  I'm a kind and considerate puppy girl!

Janet and Phil had "Flintstones" for dinner.  They are beef ribs that Janet cooks in the oven in broth for couple of hours and then Phil BBQ's them.  They said they were delicious.

Doggie bookends.  Good night!