Please be sure to visit my pal, Honey, who is having a slobber contest. I know that some of you doggies might be intimidated by the high quality professional slobbers that full sized doggies like me and Honey produce.
Don't worry! I think that all entries will be considered. Heck, even dumb Pee-Wee can get a little bit of slobbers going when there are foodables involved.
Master is all excited because he finally figured out how to use one of his new tool time machines. It is called a Shaper and it has something called a Power Feed which means the wood goes through all by itself and you don't need to stick you fingers near the blade and you get a nice even cut.
Here is a demonstration. Look, ma, no hands!
It is for making something called "moldings" which look like this. He is busy making the doors for the front of the barn.
In other news, our vegetable garden is a disaster. Momma claims it is due to all the big rain we had, but I suspect part of the problem is that she was too lazy to take care of it.
Our cucumbers have gone from being promising little baby cukes to horrible yellow mutant things which are "good for nothing!"
The tomatoes are just plain scary. I know you are supposed to put cages around them to keep them from going wild, but that never happened this year and now they are taking over the entire garden.
Our lone beet plant... in serious danger of being overtaken by the weeds...
We ripped out the broccoli plants today because they had "gone to seed." I was assigned to assist with the mulching.
Mulch, mulch, mulch, nom, nom, nom. This is hard work!
Pee-Wee worked on carrying bits of broccoli plant to the dumping grounds for dead vegetables.
There must have been something in those broccoli plants because after our mulching activities we were both pretty amped up.
In fact the midget got downright tangled up in my large and difficult to place leggies.
He corners so fast that sometimes he totally wipes out! I prefer to wait for the proper time to strike.
But as you can see from this movie, I, too, was feeling somewhat large and uncharacteristically bouncy myself.
Did you see Pee-Wee running to that piece of wood near the edge of the deck? Does he think that is some sort of home free touch pad? When he was little he would run under the deck and it freaked me out. Sort of like when the shark in Jaws goes under the boat.
Mango Man! Oh yeah!