Saturday, July 11, 2009

Happy Birthday Daddy

Stretch: I wonder what I'll get.....I wonder what I'll get...

Ellie: Stretch, what are you going on about now?

Stretch: Today's Daddy's birthday and I hope he gives me a good present.

Ellie: It don't work like that. We're supposed to GIVE him presents.

Stretch: But, it's HIS birthday, why do we have to be the ones to give presents

Ellie: Because that's the way it works. On someone's birthday they get all the presents

Stretch: I thought at birthday parties the person who's birthday it was gave everyone presents. At least on my last birthday Mommy had me give everyone a gift bag as they were leaving the parth

Ellie: That's a goody bag, those are little gifts you give people to thank them for coming to your party and bringing you a present.

Stretch: You mean I have to take a present to get a present?

Ellie: Yeah, sort of.

Stretch: Gee, think Daddy will like it if I gave him Chili Pepper

Ellie: Stretch, Chili Pepper is old, has holes in him and no stuffing.

Stretch: Yeah, but he was a good Chili Pepper when he was new and I really loved him. If I put a pretty bow on him do you think Daddy would like it

Ellie: Stretch, I think Daddy will love it if we just thank him for being a great daddy and love him.

Stretch: Yeah, he is the bestest Daddy in the whole world. I mean, he hasn't thrown us out for chewing the furniture, he doesn't get too mad when I drag dog food in the living room so I can eat while watching TV and he didn't get too mad when I brought my ant friends in the house and let them live in the living room carpet. Now, if I could have convinced them NOT to bite Mommy on the feet and crawl onto Daddy's neck and bite him.

Ellie: Yeah, that wasn't one of your brightest ideas

Stretch: I got it. Daddy gave me the gift of not kicking me outside after that happened and I gave him the gift of letting him spray poison on my friends.

Stretch & Ellie: Happy Birthday Daddy, We Love You



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Saturday, June 27, 2009

The Death of Chili Pepper


Stretch: I don't know what it is about fabric that makes a dog want to eat it. It's especially fun when it has that fluffy white stuff in it. We like to try to pull it out then we pretend we're living someplace cold and it's snowing. Ellie will even put some on her chin and pretend she's Santa Claus. Well, she does have red fur. I just like to pull it out then run out of the room and see Ellie get in trouble for it. What can I say, Santa works for Ellie, running works for me.



Ellie: Tonight we committed the ultimate sin. Tonight we killed Chili Pepper. We didn't mean to. We were throwing him around the room and chasing him when suddenly we found ourselves playing tug of war. Next thing you know there's a couple of holes in him and that's when it happened. We saw that fluffy white stuff sticking out and we just had to pull it. I must say, it was fun but I'm really going to miss old Chili. Mommy says he's just a little thinner than he was before but he's not ready for the garbage yet, she's going to sew his holes closed. That's what she said about the bed in our cage but we haven't seen that in a couple of months now.




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Saturday, June 20, 2009

HAPPY DADDY'S DAY

Ellie: Hey Stretch, we got the bestest daddy in the whole world, we gotta think of a neat surprise for Daddy's Day.

Stretch: I know, lets jump on him and give him lots of kisses all over his face to wake him up.

Ellie: That's no surprise, we do that every morning. It's gotta be something different, something he wouldn't be specting.

Stretch: I got it, lets follow him around all day and sit at his feet when he's on the computer.

Ellie: We do that too, I told ya, it's gotta be something we don't normally do. Now think.

Stretch: How bout we sit on his lap and let him pet us while we're watching TV.

Ellie: Stretch, why do you keep thinking of things we already do, it's gotta be different so it'll make Daddy's Day special.

Stretch: OK Miss Know It All, YOU think of something different.

Stretch: Well, come on, you're so smart you should be able to do this with your eyes closed.

Ellie: Give me time, I'm thinking.

Ellie: Hey, I got it. We can come when he calls, stop barking when he tells us to. We can listen to him for a change today.

Stretch: Yeah, that'll be a good surprise for Daddy, he'd never spect us to do that.

Stretch: Ellie, I don't think we could do that ALL day.

Ellie: OK, I've got it. We'll split it. I'll do whatever he says for the first hour. You do it the other 23.

Stretch: Yeah, that's good. Then we both won't have to try to behave the entire day. You've sure got some good ideas Ellie.

Ellie: Having a sister who's a few kibbles short of a meal sure helps.





Happy Daddy's Day Daddy, We Love You

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO



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Wednesday, May 27, 2009

I'm Gonna Be Rich

Hi, this is me Stretch. I gotta tell you about my leprechaun, he’s small, green and cute with really big eyes. I know he’s a leprechaun because of his color and size. Now I’m gonna be rich as soon as I can get him to tell me where his pot of gold is.

Ellie: Oh, there she goes with another far fetched story that’s NOT true.

Stretch:
As I was saying before I was so RUDELY interrupted, and YES my story is true. I had a hard time catching my leprechaun. I chased him all over the back yard, every time I ‘d get close he’d jump and disappear. See, smarty, that’s another way I KNOW for sure he’s a true, green blooded leprechaun, he can disappear.

Ellie:
Oh brother, no wonder Daddy calls her Stretch Nerd

Stretch:
He does not. He calls me Stretch O. As I was saying. It was a tiring chase but in the end I won. I caught my leprechaun and stuffed him in a jar, and before you say anything Miss Know It All, I poked holes in the lid so he could breath. I’ve tried begging him and catching him when he’s tired thinking he’d just give up and let me have his pot of gold but so far, nothing. He acts like he has no idea what I’m talking about but he’s beginning to wear out and I know it’s just a matter of time before he lets me have it.

Ellie: Where does she come up with these stories, it must be those mushrooms she ate that were growing in the yard.

Stretch:
All Right, I’ll prove to you my leprechaun is real, I took a picture of it. Wanna see?



Ellie: That’s NOT a leprechaun, it’s a FROG!

Stretch: A frog? No wonder he doesn’t have an Irish accent.








Photo Credit: http://www.e-pond.info/green_tree_frog_pictures.html

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Friday, May 15, 2009

Oops, We Did it Again

Well, we did it again and got into trouble. We try to be good puppies, well at least ONE of us tries harder than the other but I won’t tell you who that is. Mommy and Daddy were going away for a while and left Stretch and me in our cage.

They were gone about a bazillion hours and we got bored so WE started picking at the threads on the pad in the cage. The next thing you know there was green stuffing flying all over the place. At one time Stretch looked like the Jolly Green Santa she had so much stuffing on her face.

When Mommy and Daddy FINALLY got home, you guessed it, more than stuffing was flying. We both got yelled at and now we don’t have a soft fluffy pad to lay on. We have to lay on the hard, cold plastic bottom to the cage. Mommy put all the stuffing back in and said she can fix it but she’s not in any rush to get it done.



OK. You heard Ellie’s story, now it’s time for me to tell you the way it REALLY happened, or the real story.

We were in the cage for a really really long time and got tired and like real good puppies we decided to take a nap. After all, it’s boring in that cage and there’s not much to do. While we were sleeping a bird riding on the back of a squirrel snuck in and chewed holes in our soft pad and pulled most of the stuffing out. We were sound asleep and couldn’t hear them but I know they was there. When we woke up we thought it had snowed. Hey, don’t laugh, I’ve heard of yellow snow so why can’t there be green snow too.

When Mommy and Daddy got home they thought we tore up our pad but we really didn’t. I tried to tell them the truth but they wouldn’t believe me. Mommy just looked at me like I was speaking a foreign language or something. So, we got punished BIG TIME. Both Mommy and Daddy didn’t talk to us for about 1 whole hour.

Next time a sneaky squirrel and mean old bird try to get us in trouble I’m going to pounce on them and make them sorry they ever messed with me, SUPER STRETCH.

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Saturday, May 9, 2009

Happy Mommie's Day

It’s Mother’s Day and we want to tell everybody we have the best Mommy in the world. She loves us, gives us cuddles and treats and sometimes she’ll sing to us. We love her and wish her a Happy Mother’s Day.

We also wish a Happy Mother’s day to all the Mommies who read our blog whether your babies have 4 legs and fur like us or those that only have 2 legs and no fur. You’re all Mommies and you deserve the best today.


We Love You Mommy and we picked these flowers special for you.





Flowers Photo Credit: Webweavers Free Clipart

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Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Look at Me I'm Driving

I love car rides. When Mommy and Daddy are getting putting their shoes on I know that means they’re going in the car and I start begging them to take me along. I’ve been that way since I was a little pup. I sit in the back seat and people watch but sometimes Mommy or Daddy (depending on who’s not driving) will let me sit in their lap. That’s real fun because I can see out the front window and pretend we’re in the Indianapolis 500 and going really fast. I just don’t like it when they stop the car because if I’m not sitting just right I end up falling to the floor. It doesn’t hurt but it is a real shock to be looking out the window one minute and nose down on the floor the next. Sometimes when that happens I pretend I’m skydiving and my parachute didn’t open and I miraculously survived. I like pretending.



I’m not sure if I like car rides or not. I pretend I do when Mommy and Daddy are going out and I beg them to take me with them. Once we’re in the car and moving I get a little freaked and start fussing a little. OK I fuss a lot, then I either get yelled at to stop fussing or the one not driving will hold me and talk in my ear to keep me quiet. The best part of car rides is when the person driving gets out of the car. Then I jump in that seat, stand with my front paws on the steering wheel and pretend I’m a Nascar driver. I try to make the VROOM VROOM sound but it doesn’t sound right coming from me. Of course when I’m driving I always have Stretch as my backseat driver and boy is she good at it.

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