Where In the Werld??? Wednesday

It has recently been brought to my Big Brown attention that it's been one whole year since I posted to this blog. This information came to me via my Labradork friend, Pea (aka:Dexter). Seems I was unaware of a fan that I had in Chester from Winnipeg who visited frequently and due to my absence, has been concerned as to my whereabouts.

Well, let me tell ya - I'm still livin' life to the fullest measure and causin' all the trouble for my PUs that I can. Trouble is, my editor and publisher (aka: Mom) has had her hands full with family health issues that have prevented her from documentin' my adventures. As much as I would love to keep my toes in the bloggin' werld, my perfection tendencies will not allow me to do a half <cough> job  post anything less than what I consider to be top-notch. I've always been a "full-tilt or nuthin'" kinda dawg.

That bein' said (No, I have not been gone so long that I've forgotten that I'm not supposed to say anythin' today. Call me a rebel if you will), I am gonna hold a bizness meetin' and see if I can get her offa her lazy bum  just take over and do it my ownself from time to time.

I DO miss keepin' up with all the bloggin' friends that I made, and it saddens me that I've lost touch with so many great dawgs and their 2 leggers. I hope you are all well and havin' FUN. 


***And, Thank-You - Chester from Winnipeg for your concern. I am not werthy of such adoration. OK, mebbee a little but.................NAH! - I was just pullin' your tail there. BOL!!!

Woofs and slobbers,
Chester ;-)

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Innocent Until Proven Guilty

Happy Friday, Friends!

I was just wonderin' - do you ever get accused of doin' stuff around your house that you haven't a clue about what happened? Happens to me all the time. For instance, just this mornin' I overheard Mom tellin' Dad that the bar of soap is missin' from her shower and that I am under suspicion for it's absence. Now, I'm talkin' about the woman that has put dirty dishes in the refrigerator instead of the dishwasher (that sits right beside it) talkin' and accusin' me of bein' a culprit in the crime of the missin' soap. Who knows where she mighta put the soap. Mebbee in my younger days I woulda pulled a stunt like that - but come on!!! I'd like to be appreciated for the mature dawg that I've become, at least every oncet in awhile. Sigh........what's a dawg to do? If'n you have any suggestions, puhleeze let me know. Until then, I will just continue to try to impress upon my PUs a squeaky clean image of my Big Brown self.

Now don't worry your furry little heads about this ~ I wanna hear back from you on Monday that you're guilty of a whole bunch of fun this weekend. 

Chester ;0=)

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*Pssssssst - blog readers with some time on their paws might wanna see if'n they can find "Waldo" in the beach scene above. Answer will be revealed on Friday.

My Cousin is a Mini Cooper

One evenin' about a month or so ago, my favoritest uncle sent dad a text message with a picture attachment sayin' he had gotten a Mini Cooper. I instantly picked up on the excitement in my PUs voices and I tried to catch a glimpse but could not see what had their furs ruffled. All's I know, the dishes flew into the dishwasher and I was told to get on my bed. My usual token for havin' to stay home is a biscuit and one was hastily tossed into my waitin' mouth as they sped out the door. Seems to me, I coulda rode along but I had already worked my evenin' job of makin' sure no critters were frolickin' about in my woods, so I was OK with takin' a small rest.

As I caught a few Zzzzz's, my dreams were filled with takin' my Uncle's new wheels for a spin.

The PUs returned home an hour or so later, and instantly my nose picked up on a strange scent - one that I did not normally associate with my Uncle John. I sucked every molecule of scent outta their clothes but still I could not figger out why they smelled of canine cologne.

That shoulda been my first clue that I had been knocked outta the top dawg position in my Uncle's eyes. That position had been stolen by another.

Meet my new cousin, Cooper ~ the Mini Australian Shepherd.

Just look at him there in all his puppeh cuteness. Disgustin' to say the least. I really don't see what caught my Uncle's attention.

I tried to be nice - really I did. I even tried to play but when my Big Brown paw just happened to swat him across his puppeh noggin, my leash and collar came out and all of a sudden, I was a prisoner in my own home. I watched from afar as MY toys came out of MY basket.

But then.....excitement began to rise up inside of me

as I watched him gasp for air when Mom's foot came within his snooter range.

Sigh.....

.....he must still be full of puppeh antibodies that make him immune to such nasal atrocities.

Even though Uncle John now calls me the "crazy dawg", it looks like it's gonna be up to me to show this kid the ropes. That may be one decision he may live to regret.

Well, mebbee some of you have an extra day off but for many, another work week now stares us in the face. Either way, I hope the weekend has made you well-rested so that you are also immune to any atrocities that you might find facin' you.

Chester ;0=)

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HAPPY NEW YEAR !!!

I'm wishin' you all the very best in 2012.

Chester ;0=)

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Home Makeover ~ Big Brown Edition

After one hundred and fourteen LONG days of our kitchen bein' out of order, I am happy - NO make that ECSTATIC to announce that our kitchen is once again open and functional.

(Crowd goes wild as the new addition is revealed)

Come on in, I'll show ya 'round.

Because the kitchen grew, so also did my room. My PUs call it the mud room which may not look muddy now, but given time, I will see to it that it lives up to it's name. I will spend many a day here meditatin' on life, critters and foodables.

(Much better than before, don't you think?)

My room now has runnin' water so fresh drinks will always be available. I also think that if I shut the door and the water runs long enough, I could turn this whole mud room into my own indoor swimmin' pool.

The kitchen now has plenty of storage shelves to hold the tools necessary for creatin' nomalicious foodables.

This next pic is of what I believe to be one of the greatest inventions ever.

Mom calls it a "Whirl-a-gig" but the technical term is "Lazy Susan"

Whatever you wanna call it, the turnin' shelves are perfect for storin' cats, crackers, or cats named Cracker. Thanks to Nigel Bugger's kitteh for helpin' to demonstrate my theory.

"Round and round he goes, where he stops.......nobody knows!!!"

Once the cabinetry was put into place, the countertops had to be installed. I won't go into detail but my PUs had troubles figgerin' out what they liked best. In fact, they had settled on two different styles and designs before finally pickin' this last one. They said it was hard when they only had a small sample like this to choose from:

I think it was meant to be 'cuz oncet it was installed, Mom and I couldn't hardly believe our eyes when we realized that the countertop very closely resembles Zoe's furs - my gal pal over at Dogs Rock!!

  As cool as that is, I still had to put the new countertop to the surfability test.

Yep, the new countertop is totally surf-able. I just hope it doesn't decide to take off at break-neck speed like Zoe does. If so, I could be in for one wild ride!

Next thing to be taken care of was appliances. Figgerin' I could save my PUs some cash, I promptly volunteered for the position of dishwasher....

....but when Mom told me that yellow cord had to be inserted into an outlet, I quickly withdrew my offer. That's way too kinky for this Big Brown dawg!

Ok, that about sums it up but I'll leave you with a couple of before and after pics:

(South Wall before)

(South Wall after)

(North Wall before)

(North Wall after)

The PUs still have some cosmetic things to do like paint that door - but who cares as long as our home is once again filled with the odors of yummy foodables bein' cooked, along with tasty tidbits frequently fallin' to the floor in the process!!!

UPDATE!!!

The tile backsplash was installed yesterday and as you're readin' this, Mr. Tile Man is probably smearin' the grout all over it to finish the job.

This is a pre-grout/sneak peek photo:

Thanks for stoppin' by and takin' a tour of our new kitchen.

You can let your tips in the jar at the back door.

I accept VISA, cash and/or biscuits.

I hope you have a yummy weekend!!!

Chester ;0=)

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