Wednesday, 24 November 2010

Thanksgiving Day

Happy Thanksgiving Day to all of my Friends over the Pond ~ and anyone else where ever you may be who Celebrates this day ~
Remember "Love Turkey" "Eat Fish"
Ally x

Friday, 19 November 2010

Barney again

Don't he look comfortable

I know I often tell you about Barney how he Barks at the postman or for that matter he barks at anyone who dares to put a foot on our Drive way ~ and as the Caravan has now gone out of our garden he has a much better view ~ so everyone who passes by gets barked at ~ plus of course he Barks at the Hoover ~ But Oh how he seems to hate the Hoover !!!!!! ~ we have tried many ways to try to stop this but where ever he is in the house you only have to touch the Hoover and he's there ~

The pictures are of him cuddled down in his bed and can you see that little red toy just near the Rug ~ well everytime we go out ~ on our return he brings this toy to us ~
and wags his tail because he is pleased to see us ~ actually he brings his toy to any visitor ~ but he won't part with it just keeps it in his mouth ~

When Lyn and I go out he is at the window watching us depart ~ I often wonder what is going on in his little mind ~ probably want's to know why we are leaving him at home ~

Nin and Barney have identical beds bought from the RSPCA but they know which one is their's ~ and they only seem to occupy there own ~

We have been very Lucky with the dogs we have had over the years ~ they bring such a lot of pleasure ~ they are so Loyal and faithful ~ and I might add they guard us ~ or at least the noise they make barking when strangers are about would frighten anyone away ~

Ally x

Thursday, 11 November 2010

I have a problem with my Computer ~ Hope it will be better soon

Another cute little poem :o)
The Lost Dr. Suese Poem
"I Love my Job"
I love my job, I love the pay!
I love it more and more each day.
I love my boss, he is the best!
I love his boss, and all the rest.
I love my office and it's location, I hate to have to go on vacation.
I love my furniture, drab and grey, and piles of paper that grow each day,
I think my job is really swell, there's nothing else I love so well.
I love to work among my peers, I love their leers, and jeers and sneers,
I love my computer and it's software:
I hug it often though it won't care. I love each program and every file,
I'd love them more if they worked for a while.
I'm happy to be here. I am. I am.
I'm the happiest slave of the firm, I am.
I love this work, I love these chores.
I love the meetings with deadly bores.
I love my job ~ I'll say it again ~ I even love those friendly men.
Those friendly men who've come today.
In clean white coats to take me away !!!!!