Posts Tagged ‘flowers’

Mistress Mary, how does your garden grow?

Thurs. June 23 – A

Well, hell-l0000!  Luigi here, again.. with so much news to catch up on.  Grandma has been busy on the computer

since we came home last week, so I  had to sneak in here in-between her big projects.  I last posted when we were

down taking care of Aunt Margie.  And, I couldn’t put photos on at that time.  So,  I refused to get in the back seat of the car to come home

cascading flowers

until Grandma took some photos of the beautiful rock garden in Auntie’s front yard.  So, here are the photo’s for my last blog.

pinks galore!

Then, I have several more stories coming up   enjoy!  ….

Hugs, and ‘Woof-Woof”-  Luigi

Little white flowers

just me, the clothes and the blankets... wheh!

Just a traveling around the state…

Hey, hey, everyone!  Luigi here.  Well, I won’t have any pictures this time–just wanted to let you know that Grandma and I came down to Aunt Margie’s on Monday.  She is a really sweet and beautiful woman–one of Grandma’s younger sisters. (LOL–all her sisters are younger… but don’t let her know I told you.)

When we drove up, Grandma said, “Luigi–look here!  This is definitely Aunt Margie’s yard. Look at all those beautiful plants.”  I could immediately tell what she was talking about–little azaleas, butterfly bushes, gray creeping stuff with white flowers growing down the rocky wall, little hot-pink puffy flowers, and lots of different yellow ones –and a little paved patio  cuts into the sloping front yard next to the front door.  It looks like a great place to have a doggy “meet and greet”… don’t you think?  We could have some little bones in dishes…  oh, well, I should have been a Metro-pup– I love all that kind of stuff.   Aunt Margie’s  back patio was just a lovely.  A lot of the plants were in pots next to special-looking big rocks– and some pale purple ‘pin-cushion’ flowers and some little pink flowers had Grandma just ooo-ing and awing.

I was a little worried at first about being in a new home–but, I made sure I kept track of Grandma’s feet–cuz, if they are in sight, I’d  know for sure where she was.  Aunt Margie said something about it’s been nearly 5 years since she saw me last time– that I seem much more calm.  Well, duh!  I am ten now you know.  She said all she remembers was my sister, Bella, and I and a lot of jumping, running around, and barking at the doors. OMG–could she be any farther from the truth today!

So, yesterday, Grandma got up early, fed me, and we did our walk out front up and down some rolling hills–it was a great morning–We even saw some deep red poppies that were as big as cantaloupes.. really.  Then, after we got home, came the big surprise.  Aunt Margie and Grandma left about 10:30 in the morning and there I was, alone for the day in this house–I barked a couple of times when they locked the door to remind them that they had forgotten to take me, too.  But, after a while I realized I was there alone with another rat-cat down stairs– this one is named “Yowley Meoww”… well, not really, it’s Petunia..  she is like a ‘black calico’– and has little gold-colored spots on a black background.  And, once more,  here’s a cat who thinks she ‘owns’ the house.  What happened to dog equality?  And, she ‘fitzes’ at me– a funny noise–like that’s going to scare me!  Sophie is looking better and better…

Later I learned that they had taken Aunt Margie to see her doctor–you know– that’s like our veterinarian. And, after a few hours, they let Grandma bring her home–OK, but sleepy.  It must have been important because everyone was being really quite for her last nite–and checking on her, too.  I offered her a doggy treat, but, she said she couldn’t eat anything yet.  Humans! They sure require a lot of work.

Well, it poured really hard last nite, so all the grass was wet this morning when we went out into the back yard.  It is a steep hill with grass and Pine trees out there– and OMG there was the sweetest, cold water on the grass– I was grooving and chewing   on the grass blades and that silly Grandma started singing the “Luigi is gumming on some grass” song–teasing me about having lost some of my teeth.  I just ignored her–because if she had any idea how good these delicate grass blades tasted– I’d probably have to share them.  NOT!

Well, sorry for no pics– I’m typing on Uncle Richard’s computer–and I don’t think I’m supposed to download photos here. LOL  So, I’ll say ciao till  this weekend. Y’all take care– hides some bones for a rainy day!

Oh, and GO VANCOUVER, B.C.– WIN THAT STANLEY CUP!     “Woof, Woof, Luigi”