GOOD NIGHT AND GOOD LUCK: DA BOMB-HER THANKSGIVING ROAD TRIP!

 

All this rain is making me restless!


 

Ya, me too, Squirrel...

 

Me three, Squirrel and Bhindi.
I loves me my cabin and whEEkgrass,
but comes a time in a pig's life to get
out there and see the world!
Hey, just heard Edwin's coming for
Thanksgiving: HE SPOILS US!
Let's ask him to take us for a
ROAD TRIP!

 

Gosh, all the farm fields look like
duck-puddles!

 

EEK! Um...er...hmmm...not good.
Definitely not good.
(bald eagle...YIKES!)


 

Hey, look what we found in a window
in the wee town of Bow, Washington:
A Window full of OWLS!


 

Whoever Edward R. Murrow was, 
sounds like he knew mom!
Bhindi: "He is George Clooney, didn't
you see the movie?"
"What movie?"
"Never mind."


 

Hi Robin. There was
a bald eagle back there...
just sayin'-

 

Mom got Road Trip cold and had to 
put on her "bomber hat" and embarrass
us again! Think Edward R. Murrow
was talking about her? She didn't feel well.
Ma: "Get outta the road and GO TO BED!"

Actually, though, it is cold.
Anyone ready for:

 

Traditional Hawaiian
Blueberry Vegan Pie?


 

I am! And it was freezin'...
So glad to be home, cozy,
and having Pie! 
Yeah, that was some Awesome
Thanksgiving Road Trip
(except what that eagle lookin' for?)
We wanted to get up into the 
North Cascades Mountain Wilderness but...
PIE!

Hope you all had a beautiful
day and special shout out to
our friend, Giz! 
Love YOU! :)

WHERE EVERY DAY IS THANKSGIVING!

 

Peter-Peanut here, I don't blog
often so felt it was time for a
proper introduction.
Ya, this is me, it's me all right!

 

Doin' what I love best, y'know,
EATING.  The first picture was
what I call "Above Eating"
and this here's what I call
"Floor Stretch Eating" but
I don't mind, either way
it's eating, isn't it?

 

Now I don't understand all this
talk about falling asleep after
the turkey dinner and what-not,
but I am not asleep at all, just
lounging atop my box, like the 
Pig in the Watchtower, ya might
say...keeping a sharp eye out for
more food INCOMING!
Someone has to do it, mom won't.
She opens the refrigerator and 
well, it takes all FIVE OF US
to scream: "WHEEK! WHEEK!"
like we're being attacked by
Zombies, y'know...(well, mom
IS home, so...) anyway the thing
is Squirrel, I've got a duty to tell
you a thing or two or four about him
but now I'm going to rattle the bars
of my cage since I'm right next to 
mom's bed and she's talking about
taking a nap, which is ridiculous!
Remind me to tell you later, after
she's picked me up and loved me,
fed me, let me Runabout, and given
me my way, remind me to tell you
how Squirrel is resembling a miniature
HYENA day by day, it's got us all
concerned, but mom's not fast enough
with the camera to catch him run -
you'll see what I mean. 
Next time. If I feel like it.
Blogging, that is. What's the point
when I can be eating instead?
Seriously, I really don't get 
this stuff. Well, happy
Thankgiving. We've a 
Tofurkey to pardon.
love ya.
Peter-Peanut!
(OH! AND THIS RUBBISH 
mom has told people about 
how even when I sleep she 
sees my teeth chewing like
I eat in my dreams as much
as I eat in my wake hours...
Seriously: RUBBISH!)

Good luck, Tofurkey, Godspeed.

HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

We are busy "fattening up" for the Holidays
and wish you a Merry, Happy, Joyful Season!

 

WINTER CAME WITHOUT WARNING

 

The sky turned blue, but a different color blue.

 

Sea Lions came (first time I've ever seen any out
in Bellingham Bay) because the salmon are returning
Home to spawn and die.
If they make it past the sea lions.
Which highly vexed one seal (not pictured)
who kept circling "his log" finally leaping
over and over it between the sea lions, giving
a few spectators quite a show.
The Sea Lions merely yawned curiously waiting 
for their meals to arrive from Alaska...back to the 
exact rivers and creeks where they were born...
to spawn before dying, their last and final gift
to the Place from whence they came.

 

Yes, it was Blue & the sea lions
on the seal's favorite log nearly 
vanished into the landscape...

 

A young girl defied gravity,
balancing delicately atop the
railings of the Taylor Dock Shelter.


 

Colors went darker...deep sea-green
emerging from the restless, churning tide.

 

Unless you had that one chance to
take a shot (with a new camera smaller than
my phone) to see the Canadian Rockies 
one last time before the snow caps them
like vanilla ice cream cones...just out of reach.


Yes, Winter arrived without warning,
yet she arrived bearing gifts: 
One merely has to become
more receptive; opening
up all senses and soul
 to discover them here in the 
Great Pacific Northwest.

DEAR FRIENDS...

 

We may not be able to
post for awhile. We love
you and Hope to see
you all again real soon!
love,
YumYum & the Gang

HERE'S TO ELECTION NIGHT: Incredible live act from "Singin' in the Rain" on SNL • videosift.com

Incredible live act from "Singin' in the Rain" on SNL • videosift.com
^^^^^ WOW! ^^^^^Watch this!
It's no secret we love Joseph Gordon-Levitt and this video is banned in the U.S. but we found it...somewhere there isn't an election; so enjoy his extraordinary talent, genius, and comedic athleticism the night before some may laugh and some may cry! 

ENJOY!  LAUGH! WHAT ELSE WE GONNA DO?

SQUIRREL: "EAT HANGING CHADS?!"
~*~

JUST SAYIN'

{Courtesy of DommyDom'sMom!}
soVOTE!

GIFTING GUS!

 

Do you like my bi-colored lip?
Good, because I have a story to
tell you with it.
Ready?
See, remember when some really
generous MODS began a donation
to give us all way-cool fleece
Habitat floors then more people
(even from around the world, 
even the person making them!)
all kicked in to make enough for
the Habitat floors and since I live
in a BIG, U-SHAPED RABBIT
PEN THAT GOES ALL AROUND
EVERYBODY SO I CAN RUN
AND POPCORN AND FLIP AND
DO CART-WHEELS...

Yum-Yum: "Squirrel, can you get back to
the story, about gifting? It's called staying
on point. Can you focus on your story?"

Squirrel: "Oh, right! So, we all got these
gorgeous pastel lavender, baby-blue,
even pink floor liners..."

Yum-Yum: "There is a pic of mom down 
there, now why is it there, Squirrel?"

Squirrel: "RIGHTY-O! So, another
MOD whose name we won't mention
but who got herSELF two really cute
girl piggies and one of them is like,
super-cute and -"

Yum-Yum: "Squirrel, why is there a
picture of mom illustrating your story
if you are telling a different story?"

Squirrel: "I don't know. Maybe we should
take down the picture of mom so I can - "

Yum-Yum: "Let me help, young apprentice.
So, we had also received a GENEROUS
donation of the best litter ever made unless
you have fleece floors and don't use litter
so mom wanted to gift THAT LITTER
to the Humane Society - "

Squirrel: "RIGHT! RIGHT! Now I remember
like it was yesterday!"

Yum-Yum: "It was yesterday!"

Squirrel: "So mom had all the litter in the
car and went for her cross-country ski-pole 
walk along Bellingham Bay when she
met this nice lady! They immediately
became friends. WELL! WOULD YOU 
BELIEVE THEY ARE FROM CANADA
AND HAVE A GUINEA PIG NAMED
Gus?! So Mom was like, Oh may I gift
you this litter because I am afraid to take
it to the Humane Society because...well,
there might be...(more guinea pigs)
and she and her husband showed mom their
pics of Gus and he is so cool, especially
for a Canadian - "

"SQUIRREL!"

"I MEANT, we love hockey!"

"SQUIRREL!"

"Now I'm getting flustered. So, they said yes,
they would love some extra litter and since this was the best litter in the world they couldn't believe it
because it was the exact same litter Gus burrows
in so they got the gifted litter, and we got the gifted
floor liners, and mom made new friends from Canada with a guinea pig named Gus, and then she had a Happy Day!

And my lip, go back and take another look!
You already know what mom looks like,
so scroll back up^^^

"SQUIRREL!"


 

Gus's mom. From Canada.
And mom before her walk
wearing her silly hat.
That makes her look like
she is from Canad -

"SQUIRREL!"

FINE! My name is Squirrel and I approve of
my fetching good looks and literary genius.

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

GuineAntulaPig Gonna Eat Ya!

(thanks to CD3, who STARTLED ME!)

HURRICANE MAKES LANDFALL, LE TERRIBLE!

 

Hurricane Sandy from Space

 

Hurricane Sandy Before Landfall

 

Floodwaters fill Ground Zero
in Manhattan

 

Sandy rampages into Manhattan,
flooding roads, subways, and 
all major transportation
infrastructure.

 

Cars flooding; blocking roads,
blocking emergency first responders
from reaching those in need.

 

Sandy blew the entire front off a
building as firefighters can only 
gaze, helpless to stop rampaging
winds.

 

A crane building a luxury high-rise
condo breaks, hanging...where will
the winds send it? Crowds look on
in astonishment.


 

A homeless man sits alone on a bench,
all of his possessions beside him;
nowhere to go.
Beside his cart a sign advertises:
"THE FUN BEGINS"


 

Streets are transformed into Rivers
of Destruction before electrical
transformers begin exploding,
creating the hazard of innocent
people accidentally stepping on
live wires hidden beneath dark waters.

 

H.M.S. Bounty set to sea and a 
"MAYDAY" call went out as 
all aboard were ordered to 
"abandon ship" into two tiny life-rafts.
Only the video does justice to the
heroic efforts of Search & Rescue
Helicopter crew to save those aboard
yet not all survived, including the
captain. One passenger remains 
missing while another was
"unresponsive" upon rescue.
Ship sank. What in Heaven
was she doing out at sea?
Apparently, trying to outsail
the storm.


 

Exploding transformers
throughout the region that have
placed tens of millions in the dark
also set fire to at least 50 homes and
other buildings, perhaps more. 
We are not clear on details but while 
record-breaking wind, rain, and floods 
destroy everything in Sandy's path, she 
added explosive, fiery infernos to her
resume as a storm of Epic Proportion.

 

President Obama leaves campaigning
aside to focus solely on his role as 
Commander-in-Chief,
conferring with FEMA and other
rescue organizations on strategies
to save American lives.

 

These are just a few random images
chosen to give our readers a glimpse
into Hurricane Sandy's unprecedented
impact on the United States' most
densely populated areas...not even
including those affected by the 
early Winter Blizzard 
coming off every single one of the Great Lakes 
(also unprecedented and historic) 
dumping record early snowfall to Appalachian Mountains, causing even more power outages and damage further inland. And she's not done yet.
~*~
We were texting our dear friend, Connie, who
at least lives far from the Jersey shore (which
is no more) when her power went down.
Our prayers go out to all.
The storm is not over, and only at daybreak
will Americans awake to survey a new
coastline, cities, fatalities (one hospital
generator failed in Manhattan) and despite
evacuation orders from New Jersey Governor
Chris Christie, residents of Atlantic City were
instead placed into a shelter...which flooded.
(we think it was Atlantic City but it's late
and we must get to bed.)
Some of our captions may not be accurate,
but are the best we can offer at this time.

Friends, please offer support however you
are able to those in dire need and First
Responders at this time.

We promised Connie in New Jersey we
would not worry.
We lied.
~*~

HAPPY HALLOWEEN & THANK YOU ANN ADAM!

 

Sir Dominic the Italian Greyhound:
what a TREND-SETTER!
Will you check out those "DOGGLES?"
THIS GUY MEANS BIZ-NESS!

 

 

ON THE OTHER HAND...
Princess Camille has her own opinion:
Leave it to the kitty to be witty and pretty,
while flaunting her Devilish Ways.

{Thank you, Ann, for making us laugh! Ann is one of our oldest friends from Seattle...no, Ann is not an old lady from Seattle, she's one of -
thanks, Ann!} 
Happy Halloween.
If mom gave us anything to wear,
we would EAT IT.

P.S. did you check out that JACK-O-LANTERN
 by
Sir Dominic? Waaaaaah-Ha-Ha!

THE VET DID WHAT?!

 

Sorry, mate, we neutered you.
Do not ask what that word means.
Do not ask why your bum's as sore as...
like i said, just don't ask.
No, don't ask why your tail-fur was
trimmed down for fall, it'll grow back
for winter.
Don't ask why after you and your friend,
Peter-Peanut, underwent this procedure,
Peter-Peanut has mistaken you for a
guinea-hooker!
(do not ask me to explain what that means.)
It has been suggested that once his 
hormones settle down, he will recognize
you again.
Yes, of course he'll stop humping you!
Eventually.
Don't ask when.
We know you don't approve this message
and never expected you to approve what
the vet did, either, but it was supposed
to calm you and Peter down.
Hey, on the upside, you've got the rabbit
pen all to yourself now! You can run your
figure - eights, through every tunnel, box door,
leap across your cuddle cup, fly completely
OVER the Big Orange Carrot only you have,
and run your obstacle course
the exact same way you run it,
every single time you run it,
however many times you run it,
before you re-run it all over again!
Do not ask what OCD means.
We love you and that part of the message
WE ALL APPROVE!
(the first pig who explains OCD
gets a nail-trim when i find out
who you are.)
~*~