Friday, August 26, 2016

National Dog Day

It's National Dog Day, but none oph the phurry ones was up phor celebrating.

Monday, August 22, 2016

Where the Crows Gather

That's a lot oph crows hanging out in the sophtball phields.


Hey, Phil, did you know that a phlock oph crows is called a murder?


Friday, August 19, 2016

Painting Update

The good news is that the painting is done in the spare bedroom.
The bad news is that now Phil has to help Wiphey return everything to the shelves. 

Duct Tape in the Dog House

Belle had a minor procedure earlier in the week to remove some bumps phrom her rump. Because she picked at one oph the spots and made it bleed prophusely, which required a trip to the vet, she's in the Cone oph Shame. 
But the cone was not long enouph to keep the canine contortionist phrom reaching the spot again, so we had to add duct tape to make it longer.

There's never a dull moment in the dog house.

Monday, August 15, 2016

What Phil Will Be Doing This Week

Uh oh. That paint can in Wiphey's hand can mean only one thing.


It's the last week bephore school starts, so she phinally phound the motivation to pick a new paint color phor the spare bedroom. It only took phive years.


This is going to be a lot oph work.



Sunday, August 14, 2016

The Trouble with Dogsitting

Hmm. Wiphey's other shoe seems to be missing.
Where could it have gone?
 Lily, do you have any ideas?
On the bright side, at least she doesn't chew them up when she moves them.

Saturday, August 13, 2016

Naughty TV

Phil wonders what on earth is on the television. Intense violence? Strong coarse language? Suggestive dialogue?
 Just what are they selling in this inphomercial?

Monday, August 8, 2016

Why We'll Be Needing More Elbow Grease

We had new doors installed today. The phront one has a phloor-to-ceiling window so the phurry ones can see outside.
And so Wiphey can spend halph her day cleaning ophph phurry nose prints.

Sunday, August 7, 2016

Big Birthday Celebration

Dad Deuce turned 70 this past week, so the phamily threw him a party in the garage. Phil lent his pheathers to the decorating ephphorts.
He and Wiphey hung up the banner. It only took them two attempts to get it (mostly) centered!
The big phurry one was pheeling lepht out oph the decorating phun, but all the noise scared him, so the backyard was a sapher place.
Phil tried testing the cake early, but Wiphey caught him just in time to keep it phree oph pheathers.
When it was party time, Phil took his perch up on top oph the tool box. He could see all the phestivities phrom there.