Saturday, March 24, 2012

Finn and the Fatflyingsquirrels

On a rainy Saturday Curlmom Curldad, Roly and I went down to the school.  We got to the quiet end of the field where they usually let roly go and i run on the double-long leash.
But today, since it was rainy and empty, they actually let me off leash, so i could run too - and run i did! it was FANTASTIC: over to the right behind the littlekid rooms, then over to the left to look through the fence, then over to Roly, farther and faster and farther and faster... and then i spotted, way across the grass, some grey hugethings, moving slowly away.
I realized that as i went toward them they started to move away from me, and the faster i ran, the faster they moved. It was irresistible! I ran, they moved, i ran some more, they started to lift off, half running half flying, onto the blacktop.  I cornered and kept following, i'm sure i was gaining on them. I could hear shouting behind me, my name called and whistles, but they must have been cheering for me to go faster, so on i chased.  The bigflying things lifted off - i was almost up to them going faster than i've ever gone and they soared over the fence! it took all my braking power not to crash. whew!
when i looked around i saw Roly, and Curlmom and Curldad calling my name, so i ran back to them.  they were so glad to see me! I agree, i am a great chaser of... what were they...
Since i only chase squirrels, those things must be Fatflyingsquirrels, right?

We've been dried off, dinner's been served, i'm quite tired now.
Finn, thinking the outside can take care of itself tonight...

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Happy St Patrick's Day!

When i went to the vet yesterday with Curldad for my pokemeinthelegwithasharpsticktilibleed the vet said he thought i was about 2 years old,  so Curlmom thinks today might be my birthday... might be a good birthday for a guy named Finnegan, she says.
They even dressed us both up in green pulltoythattheotherguywearsaroundhisneck...

didn't last long....

I went for a nice walk with her this morning, and just finished a good run with Curldad, and there's a good smell in the kitchen, sodabread they call it, and they gave us each a nibble.  Now they're all dressed in green, and heading out to Tinker's house.  They have LOTS of bottles with them, and keep using the word Guinness.
More later,
Finn, on patrol

Thursday, March 8, 2012

The Wren

Rolydog and I have been donating our fur lately.  One morning early as the humans sat on the nodogsonthecouch and we slept under the table, a Bewicks wren came hopping by the water bowl, just outside the door, and stopped at the dogbed to pick up scraps of dog hair, soft and silky.  Then he swooped off to the cherry tree and away.  Just think, somewhere a tiny bird is going to be warmer this Spring because we were here!
Finn, on patrol

Thursday, March 1, 2012

Rolydog and the Ching!

I think i remembered to tell you they keep the ching! things on the handopeners of the glassdoor. I know how to touch it with my nose and go out, but this is a story about Rolydog.
Silly Rolydog sometimes rings the ching! with his nose, but sometimes he just looks at the handopener, and doesn't touch the ching! with his nose.  The other day he just looked at the handopener, but when Curlmom and Curldad reminded him to "ringthebell" he turned around to look at them, and rang it with his tail! they were happy and let him out.  He told me later he's never been so confused.