Saturday, July 25, 2009

Caught!














Did someone say something about a picture?

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Totatoes

Helloo all, Shasta here. Sasha wanted me to tell you about HuMom's garden. Yes. She planted a garden this year. She does this every year. And every year, I've always managed to taste test the totatoes. HuMom says they are toMAtoes. But I don't think so. They look like little toes. Well, maybe the red ones are big toes. Anyhoo, I've always taste-tested them. Of course, I taste-test ALL of them, because you never know if you might get a bad one. I haven't found it yet, but I like to be thorough.

HuMom planted red big totatoes and little snacky yellow totatoes.

HuGirl called them her "idea" totatoes cuz they look like a lightbulb and she went up to HuMom and said "look Mom, I have an idea" (all while holding the yellow totatoe over her head --- hehehehee) Humans are sooo easily amused. But I digress.....

Well, this year, HuMom made this taste-test process a bit more difficult (as illustrated by the picture below):

And














Now I ask you. How am I to make sure the totatoes are ok to eat if I can't get to them to eat them? However, I was able to leave HuMom a little tell-tale that I was there:
















A close up reveals the evidence more clearly:






Do I look like I had ANYTHING to do with that?


















Phffbbbt. I didn't think so.


Indignantly yours,
Shasta (and the Girlz)

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Playing Telephone via Husky Bell

Sasha told me to tell you....




I told you she was bossy!

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Chew Table

My huGirl, Rachel makes for a great table.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

It's a ball thing.


Heloooo there. Whitney here. I've done my perimeter check and have 3.5 minutes to quickly give a couple of notes to HuMom before I need to go make another perimeter check.

I know that you recently viewed my acrobatic flair captured by HuMom on film. Well, maybe not actually 'film'. Let's not get too bogged down in the details. But HuMom can't seem to resist making me pose in mid-air with my ball. Re-enforcing the idea that no, in fact, I do not go anywhere without my ball.

Please note that you will find I missing my upper right canine tooth (that's fang for those in Rio Linda). That's a whole different story. Suffice it to say, it had something to do with 12 gauge wire mesh and my mouth....