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Welcome to the BOMB.

The Blog Of the "Mother" of Bandit.
Bandit is my Hairless Chinese Crested--he's the "normal" one. I, on the other hand, am unrepentantly "pet-crazy." You know the type--the spinster who lives in the haunted house three blocks over with 72 cats...okay, so I don't have 72 cats, and my house isn't haunted--but my dogs wardrobe is better than mine! Need I say more? :~)
I've never been consistant at journaling, so the timing of my blogs will be sporadic at best. I just hope they are as entertaining to you as they are to me; however, be forewarned: Most of my blogs will be about The BaldOne. In spite of his Don King "do," I think he's just as cute as any of the Brothers B!
Now, if I can just remember not to get him wet--or feed him after midnight...

About Me

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My bags are packed and I'm always ready to seek out an adventure with Bandit and Moggy in tow. Bandit is my thirteen year old Chinese Crested, who I frequently call The Bald One or The BaldOne Boy (like he was one of the Baldwin Brothers). Moggy’s full name is Pip-Moggy. He’s my two year old gansta-resuce kitty. I couldn’t decide between Pip (which are the spots on die and domino tiles) and Moggy (or Moggie when I mistakenly thought he was a she), so I combined the two. Moggy refers to the British term for "cat of unknown parentage .” So in essence, I have an almost bald dog, and I’ve named my cat “Spot.”

Fun Stuff (I'm doing now or have done)

  • Artistic Attempts weekly (alternating between Painting With A Twist, That Art Place, and Peniot's Palette).
  • Bunko with the Belton Bunko Babes monthly.
  • Participating in the A to Z Blogging Challenge.
  • Spades and Liverpool Rummy with the Spadetts weekly.
  • The Mighty Texas Dog Walk, Austin (fund raiser for Service Dogs, Inc--they train shelter dogs to be Service Dogs, then give them free of charge to people with disabilities.)

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Road Trippin' Dream

At some point last night I woke up giggling. I can't remember the specific details, but my dream had something to do with a road trip involving me, Linda, and Vickie  (been there, done that when they came to retrieve me from Florida after emergency surgery last year). 

The part that had me giggling:  in my dream version road trip we had stopped and Lucille Ball and Don Knotts joined us. I can't remember any of the specifics now (I should have taken time to jot it down when I woke up),  but for some reason Don Knotts was sitting in the tree forked branches of a small tree.  He was striking the pose of seeking something on the horizon--right hand shading his eyes, left hand behind him securing his place, as he straddled the forked branches. The only thing better would have had him covered in branches, peeking out with his bulging eyes wide open. 

I love to discern the common thread my dreams have with my real life, and I think this particular dream stemmed from a conversation about Lucille Ball, and road trips (hers on TV/mine in real life), Vickie, Linda, Guyann  and I discussed during our recent Spades game. 

And the tree was a result of the you tube video of golf pro Sergio Garcia's tree shot during the PGA tour last year.  I'm not a golf devotee--I saw the you tube video on Jason's FB page recently. 

Here's a link to the golf shot. My favorite line, "I think he needs the "Tree Iron."  I love a good (bad) pun....and funny comedians both on the Telly, and in my real life. 

I'm still clueless as to Don Knotts' appearance.

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