The kids in this family, well, not Mom and Dad’s family….Misty’s family, seem to love to come over to Grammy and Grandpa’s. It seems like they are here at least once a day, if not more. I really don’t mind.
I don’t even mind if Hank comes with them, which he always does.
I don’t even mind if Linki takes the curry comb and tries to brush me. I hope you caught that word tries. I keep moving and moving so she finally just gives up.
Hee hee
I don’t even mind the goats coming over, Boomer is getting better about the goats– I keep working with him.
What I do mind is Boomer and Hank. They get to playing so hard, laughing and barking and rough housing that that I get to thinking someone or something is coming down the road to the house and I missed barking at whomever or whatever is coming.
So I jump up, sometimes from a very sound sleep, quickly get my bearings and take off running out to the road barking as loud as I can so whomever or whatever knows there I’m on duty.
What’s really frustrating is when Hank and Boomer are together I can’t tell what’s happening. So when I jump up and run to the driveway and see there is nothing there…well (to save face) I start barking at the birds. I’ll even run right out in the alfalfa field so they will think I have always been barking at the birds.
So back to my story-
The grandchildren were up, and Hank, and Mom-mom, everyone was sitting around on the east patio as it was now in the shade. So that means the sun was in the west and the day was starting to cool down.
My Mom went into the house and came out with a box loaded with GUNS!!!!
Three of them to be sure!
Also a HUGE bottle of bubble making stuff!
That is all it took.
You mix bubble making supplies together with three little kids and you get lots of fun on a late summer day.
What surprised me and everyone else is Hank, oops I mean Puff.
He loved them as much as the little kids.
He jumped and twirled and tried to catch bubbles all afternoon.
Along about dark, he sank down to the grass and just went to sleep.
My Mom gathered up all the bubble making stuff and took it inside.
I sure don’t understand Puff. Who would have thought bubbles could be so much fun. I watched all afternoon, not once going out to bark at the birds. Boomer watched too. Although, every once in a while Boomer would wrestle with Hank. Boomer didn’t know what to do with the bubbles either.
Beats me!
Fuzzy
Life on a Colorado Farm 
Bubbles are a confusing and somewhat scary thing. We don’t have any little people around here so I’m not sure how I’d like them, bubbles that is, not little people. I like little people. They are at the right height for licking faces. Have a great day – Nessa
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Fun pics!
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Great bubble shots!! I’m curious what the mutts here would think of them.
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I look forward to reading Fuzzys post on friday, that tells you my life is very exciting here in florida, it is about too hot to do much more then wait for Fuzzy on friday.
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What a cute post, Linda (or do I mean Fuzzy). I loved your idea of saving face by running around barking at the birds, Fuzzy…. ha ha ha….
Loved the funny pictures of Hank trying to catch the bubbles….
(Oh –aren’t pets just the greatest pleasure!!!!)
Hugs,
Betsy
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Cute!! Hmmm…..I wonder how Tubby would like bubbles???
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I’m smiling and laughing at Puff/Hank and the bubbles. I know how important bird patrol is. We had a border collie who’s main job, after bringing in the milk herd, was to clear the barn swallows off the power lines across the driveway.
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Bubbles, small children and dogs…what a great combination for endless entertainment.
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Looks like fun! Have a great weekend!
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I sure enjoyed your pictures, Fuzzy. It’s too bad you didn’t have time to join in the fun with the bubbles. Maybe next time.
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Hehehe. Dogs are the best!
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That first picture is so cool! I think it is soo funny when the dogs bite at the bubbles! Great pictures bet it was funny to watch!
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You’re so cool about everything Fuzzy. I like your style – pretend barking to save face (they’ll never know!!).
Bubbles are great fun too – your Mom is clever to think of them for entertaining the little ones… big people love them too 😉
I just love that photo of Hank/Puff trying to bite the bubbles – it’s priceless!
Thanks for blogging again Fuzzy. Bye for now.
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