If We Could Learn To Type

Sometimes, Janet can be really lame about making posts on our blog.  I'm doing some research to see if I can find a College of Canine Secretarial Skills where I can learn to pype (that's typing with paws instead of fingers).  If there is a seniors discount, I might convince Noodles it's in her best interests to attend.  It might be a tough gig for her though, as mostly she sleeps throughout the day and all night long.

Just so you know,  Janet hasn't been all that busy so I can see precious few reasons for not blogging about our rich and diversified lives!

Last weekend, Janet decided the potted bamboo in our back yard needed to be split.  Truth be known, they should be been split 5 or 6 years ago, but she says time flies by!

Jeremy happened to be here, so he jumped right in the give his 66 1/2 year old father a hand.

I'm pretty sure they picked the hottest day of the year thus far for this really difficult task.

Mr. Brawny ripped off his shirt and got busy!  Too bad he didn't put on any sunscreen and his back was a perfect colour match for our new red lawn chairs.

We also gave support, of the mental variety, but opted for a nice shady spot.

They had a small party!

Based on Janet's photos, you might think the only thing they ate were burger condiments!  They also had Seven Layer Dip with chips, Guacamole and Grilled Shrimp, two salads, hamburgers and smokies (from The Whole Beast - everyone loved them!), buns and cheesecake with fresh local strawberries.

Here is another example of my attempts to keep cool - I went to sleep with my head under the bed.  You do NOT want to know how much dust is located under the bed!

Janet retrieved her runners and socks from the bedroom and them set them down in the kitchen so we could go for a walk.  She looked high and low for the socks a few minutes later and was beginning to think she was losing her marbles.  Turns out Noodles played a trick on her!

Look at the pretty roses from the yard next door!  These were cut off prior to Mr. Deer entering the yard and knocking the rose bush over.  He does love his hostas!

Believe it or not, one day Phil Birthday Forgetter (no, she hasn't let go of it yet!) made lunch with some BBQ pork, veggies and the Japanese soup noodles he loves.

Yummy!

See ya' later!

See, there is the sock again!