More Haiku
Anyway,
I thought what I would do is have her post some of my Haiku's for a while... you know, until I get her whipped into shape (so to speak)!
So, here is one all about stealing a toy....
A toy! Get that toy!
To sneak it from my Brofur;
will start the chase game!
And here's another one about playing with my MoM.....
"Fetch it Girl", I hear.
I run, I jump, stretch reach, catch...
tail *wags*, happy dance!
Do You have any Doggie Haikus that you would like to add to mine?
Well, that's it for now..... Thanx Mom!
February
Suki's FEBRUARY: F is for Finding lost toys E is for Energy to spare B is for Barking at the cats R is for Running in the snow U is for Under table food bits A is for Always getting my way R is for Racing to the food bowl Y is for the Yard I run in
January
I'm running a little late getting this going, should've been done on the 1st... ...whatever!
Suki's JANUARY: J
is for Joining in the barking A is for Afternoon naps N is for Nipping Brothers butt U is for Untying Mom's shoes A is for Another brand new toy R is for Ready to play Y is for Yellow snow
I'm BAaaack!
Good Woofin Sukiroos! I had some other stuff going on for a while, so I wasn't able to blog for a while. THEN... when I did get back here, I find that I've got some fixin to do on my blog page 'cuz I lost some of my pictures... but I'll get that fixed... or somebody is gonna get BIT!!
Well, 'nuff said about that!
It's a new year and I've got some new stuff to tell you about.
I have kept up with my twittering, but I found that about the time that all those young two-Leggers started going back to school, the twittering by some of my anipals dropped off. That leads me to believe that, either my anipals went off to school with their two-Leggers, or, that the two-Leggers would neglect to turn on the 'puter for my anipals before they went off to school. This has got to stop! I'm thinking of circulating a petition to make it a law that the 'puter *MUST BE LEFT ON * while the two-Leggers are away from home! Will You sign it?
OK, I gotta go, I gotta find my notes and start my blogging back up. I'll be back soon!
Hugs & Nuzzles, Sukiroos!
9/11
Today is a day of great sorrow in the United States, for it marks the 8th anniversary of the attack on the people of these United States via the World Trade Center Towers, the Pentagon, and a field just outside of Shanksville, Pennsylvania. There are no words that can sooth, there are no memories that can be erased, there is only a knot that grows from deep in the pit of the stomach and wells up the eyes with heartfelt tears.
It is not required to have personally known anyone who died at these locations on that dreadful day; anyone who holds even the smallest amount of compassion for their fellow man, surely felt a bit of their own heart die along with the victims of nine-eleven. There hangs over each of our heads, the rare possibility that through some crazy twist of fate, any one of us could have been at one of those locations or on one of those planes. Remote, though those possibilities are, an attack of that magnitude could have happen anywhere in our Country, so it very well could have been You or I. I say this, not to scare anyone, nor for shock value, but for the reality of it all.
We live in the Greatest Country in the world, a Country that our Forefathers fought and gave their lives for; the freedoms that we take for granted on a daily basis did not come without a price, and we must not forget that. On nine-eleven our lives were permanently changed as we were thrust into the reality that our fight for freedom has never and will never end. We had only to exist in complacency for the door to terror to be opened; we did; it was. We must be forever wary; we must forever remember.
For the innocent Men, Women and Children who perished on nine-eleven, I pray.
For our military Men and Women who have sacrificed for our freedom, I pray.
For our continued freedom, I pray.
For my Country, I pray.
And for you, I pray.
God Bless us all!
SEXY THIGH HIGH BOOTS
Good Woofy, Sukiroos!
I was online the other day, checking out a 'Sneak Peek' at Fall Fashions. It said that: 'SEXY THIGH HIGH BOOTS' are "IN", so I convinced MoM to buy me some........
"IN"... what exactly does that mean? "IN-conceivable" is what that means if you try to walk in them! I mean, come on girls, do you honestly think that those long necked stilts are meant to be comfortable? How on earth do they expect us to play soccer or chase squirrels in those things. And I can only imagine the extreme depths of trouble that I would be in the first time I jumped on the furniture with them on.
They certainly aren't practical for my morning walk. Picture this: it's 7: o'am and MoM is just getting going. She stumbles into the kitchen and fixes your breakfast; kibbles and eggs… YUM! You gulp yours down hoping to get a lick in at your brother's bowl, only to be disappointed at the speed at which he can block your muzzle from it's intended target… dang! (:o{
Wha…..? Oh yeah, 'boots'….....sorry!
Okay, so now breakfast is over, and your starting to feel a little 'uncomfortable'. You put on your new 'SEXY THIGH HIGH BOOTS' and now you're ready, waiting for that door to your potty-spot to be opened. Tap,tap,tap,tap….c'mon MoM, let's go, let's go, let's go! Ooooh Goody, here she comes! Wooosh… it opens and instead of you smoothly bolting through the door, sprinting gracefully across the patio, and lunging at full stride into the fresh morning grass; you trip over your own pointy toed beauties, catching the edge of the door wall with your back knee, causing you to suddenly pivot to the right in an uncontrollable tumble as you hit the pavement with one full side of your body, taking a 1/4 roll and finally sliding to a stop, belly-up. Then your bladder lets loose and you Pee all over yourself…….. Eeeeewwww!
As you lay there assessing the situation, you realize that your brother has just disavowed any knowledge of your existence and your MoM, who loves you, has kindly assumed a sympathetic position by laying on the kitchen floor on her back, so that you don't feel alone and embarrassed…… no ~ wait, what IS that I hear? LAUGHING?
Oh, that is SO wrong!..... I hope she Pees herself!
As if that isn't bad enough, I now have to figure out a way to right myself and try to saunter off the patio, without limping. My new boots are scraped up, I'm looking more 'shabby' than 'sheik', and still feeling a little… damp, cuz… well, you know!
Mind you, this all started at 7: o'am when MoM got up to feed me, it's now 7:15 o'am and I have already lost my dignity for the day. I decide to take a break for a while and climb up on the swing for a well needed nap, my first 15 minutes have been exhausting. Now remember, this has all occurred because some brainiac said that 'sexy thigh-high boots' are 'IN'.
I gotta tell ya, I did enjoy just laying out there for a while (healing), in fact I really don't think I want to move, but it's been and hour since breakfast and I'm beginning to feel a little 'uncomfortable'... again;
at least I'm dry now.
It's time I try out these new boots again so one by one I slide my legs off the swing and wobble to my feet. Hey… look at me… I'm standing…. And I look GOOOD! I'm feeling pretty good too! A little shake, shrug my shoulders, roll my neck a bit… oh yeah baby, I AM BACK! Suki Bouvier…Princess! High steppin in my brand new 'SEXY THIGH HIGH BOOTS'. Let's dance baby! I got this under c o n t r o l, look at me, I am groovin in these boots; dance, baby dance….
So there I am on the patio bouncing around like I always do, having lotsa fun doing loops and spins and howling and having a grand ole' time in my new 'sexy thigh-high boots'. When It dawns on me that I REALLY need to hit my potty spot. Now I'm feeling pretty confident in my new boots and decide that I should show them off by bouncing across the length of the patio, broad jumping into the yard, so I go for it. Jump, bounce, bounce, jump, bounce…. LAUNCH! WEEEeeeee! And I'm airborne… I'm sure I can make 8, 9 feet, horizontal, maybe more and cut my time to the corner of the yard in half, I'll set a new record today… YES! …………NO!
I forgot that my new 'SEXY THIGH HIGH BOOTS' had spike heals. Gives a whole new spin to 'stick the landing'. Yep, that's right, I hit the ground in run mode and that's as far as my boots went. I, of course went straight down on my chest, nose out ahead of me, plowing the way through the dirt and grass. My feet dangling behind me, exiting the boots as I slid away from them.
How embarrassing!
Once I caught my breath, I got back on my feet, gave a good snort to clear the bugs from my nostrils and turned to find one of those darn cats sitting in the window, glaring at me. I don't know what to call that look he had on his face, it was as if he had seen EXACTLY what he had expected to see; and then he turned and left.
I've decided to leave my 'SEXY THIGH HIGH BOOTS' right where they stand, heals stuck in the ground…. They'll make a perfect pee target for my brother!
OK, 'nuff said about that!
Hugs & Nuzzles, Sukiroos!
September
Good Woofin, Sukiroos!
It's the first day of a new month and while I was thinking about what that means, I realized that each month has new meaning for me.... literally! So in an effort to share with you what goes on with me each month, I have....
"spelled" it out!
Suki's SEPTEMBER:
S is for Swiping Brother's toys
E is for Entertaining neighbors
P is for Princess Suki, of course!
T is for Testing Mom's patience
E is for Everything is mine
M is for Making muddy floors
B is for Begging for more treats
E is for Ending brother's nap
R is for Resting on the patio swing
So there it is!
This is how I will be spending the month of September... how about you?
Hugs & Nuzzles, Sukiroos!
Toy
Good Woofin Sukiroos!
I usually let the daily droolings of my mind determine what spills out of my mouth and ends up here; but recently I learned about HAIKU poetry from a twitter friend (a beagle named Goody). So I started pondering about HAIKU, while I was poundering on my Brother and *SNAP* it came to me! So I thought I would end the month by sharing with you, my very 1st HAIKU:
That toy, that one toy
to sneak it from my brother
will start the chase game
I hope you enjoyed it...
Hugs & Nuzzles, Sukiroos!
I have added another Haiku for an Anipal friend who has recently crossed over the rainbow bridge to his next adventure.
Chasing clouds in flight
calling out each star by name
happy, playfull Puz
PUZ the Cat ~ RIP 8-21-09
BOTOX
Well, let's see what is going on today....
One of the latest fashion trends is: ladies are getting BOTOX injections to eliminate things like forehead, smile lines and crows feet fattened up so that they look a little younger. I have SEVERAL thoughts on this subject, so let's get started....
1st.) Forehead lines are easy to eliminate with a simple new hair do. You need only to pull your hair straight up and tie it off in an elastic, you know... that "I Dream of Genie", top of the head ponytail thingy. I mean, have you ever seen a Maltese with a wrinkled brow?
I think not!2nd.) SMILE lines? Duh! If you would just smile more often, who would EVER notice any lines? And if you're smiling, you can't be frowning and as a result, you've eliminated problem number 1... NO Forehead lines! Are you getting it yet? Ok... on to:
3rd.) Crows Feet. Now this one presents a particular problem for me. You see, Crows are one of my FAVorite birds. Yeah... see, they are really noisy and squawk a lot which works to my advantage. While they are busy making all that racket, it's so much easier to sneak up and try to snatch th........
Oh...that's a different type of crow?...............sorry!
OK, whatever... It all boils down to this; there are 2 ways to deal with wrinkles. You can either eat all the junk food you want and put on some extra poundage. This will stretch out any loose skin, filling it with fatty cells and eliminating your wrinkles. This DOES work, however, you will probably blow any chance of living to a ripe old age & that just SUCKS.
Or... you can watch your weight, live longer, and if you're really worried about a few wrinkles... hang out with a bunch of old people! This is guaranteed to make you look much younger & less wrinkled!
Now, I don't want you to think that I didn't do really good research on this, as a matter of fact... I went and had my lips plumped........
Howbbb Dbboo you like thembbbb! Hmmmbbbb?
OK, 'nuff said about that!
Huggs & Nuzzles, Sukiroos!
Government control
Good Woofin, Sukiroos!
So all these squirrely 2 leggers are up in arms about the Government stepping in and taking control over their personal decisions, like health care or any other decisions for that matter. I have to agree with them to a certain point, ya see, I don't like it either. Only it's not the Government that I have a problem with, it's the 2 leggers that make all the decisions for us anipals without consulting us. Now please understand, I love my MoM SOooo very much, but much like the Government, SHE makes all major decisions, and I think that's just not fair!
Take me for example, why is it that I have to sit thru all those useless grooming sessions. First off… I don't appreciate having my legpits ripped out cuz of a few mats. Hey, if it doesn't bother me…why should it bother anyone else; no one can see them! I mean, what if I wanted them braided… My choice….right? WRONG! I've got a 2 legger that makes that decision for me!
And just think for a moment about my Brother. There he was one day, minding his own business, literally, (see, he was cleaning them), and then all of a sudden, MoM sayz: "Wanna go for a ride in the car?" Well of course we bolted for the door. Rides are fun! Sometimes we even stop for icecream! But not THIS day, Nooooooo, this day we go see that 2 legger in the white coat at that place that smells funny, you know, like cleaning stuff…yuck! Well, this guy scared the bajeebers outta me when he headed right for me! Man, I just dropped on the spot, went belly up and yes... peed myself. Thankfully, he only wanted to say hello and pet me, whew, that was a close one!
Oh yeah, back to my Brother; well the white coated, 2 legger then turned and reached for my Brother's leash. My poor Brother looked a bit scared… and I couldn't understand why he didn't just drop and go belly up like I did, it seemed to work out okay for me. Well, off they went and I didn't see my Brother again till the next afternoon.
When Brother came home, he was very unstable and looked like he might crash at any moment. I tried to console him (so unlike me), and that's when I learned what happened. Yup, his 'business' was gone, BOTH of them…….. GONE! Ooohh… the injustice of it all! No one even bothered to ask him if that's what HE wanted. No one! Nope, nay, nada, nyet… no one! He wasn't just minding his own business the day before, he was kissing them goodbye!
Sounds a little like the Government, Huh! Yeah , and that's why I, like so many others, don't like someone else making decisions for me. So Here's my advise to all you squirrely 2 leggers out there: Unless you want instability and maybe a big crash, you better grab your nuts and run!
OK, 'nuff said about that! 
Hugs & Nuzzles, Sukiroos!