St. Puptricks 2017

Happy St. Puptricks Day to all.  It is Gemini's turn to wear the silly green hat.  We are having a pawsome St. Puptricks Day.

Happy St. Puptricks Day

There is a lot to celebrate today.  We came on this pawsome article about those evil screwworms in cyber-paw space.  After reading it, our entire pack started to dance and sing this song.

"Ding-dong the screwworms are gone.  Which screwworms?  The wicked screwworms. 

Ding-dong the wicked screwworms are gone. 

Wake up, you sleepy dog, rub your nose, get out of bed.

Wake up, the evil screwworms are dead!

They've gone were the goblins go below, below, below, yo ho.

Ding-dong the merry-oh, bark it high, bark it low.

Let them know

The Evil Screwworms are gone!"

Dog Speed,

Sherman, Gemini & Dog Dad

Tourist Guide

We were two happy collies at our home.  Dad's sister Becky came to visit.  She came in on the 2 March and left 7 March.  Dad took vacation while his sister was in town.  We had two hoomans to watch over, which was pawtastic.  

2 March - Resting Before Visitor Arrives

The week started rough for Dad as he got a huge bump on his neck on Tuesday, 28 February.  It didn't hurt so he gave it day to subside.  He ended up seeing the doctor on 2 March before Becky arrived.  The doc gave Dad antibiotics.  The silly thing started leaking late Friday and Dad saw the doctor Monday.  He lanced the spot and drained out the puss.  Becky played Mom asking the doctor all kinds of question.  The area is healing and getting smaller.  Doc told them it was a cyst.

Dad's Cyst

The week promised to be windy, so the hoomans went on a glass bottom boat tour on Friday morning.  As it turned out that was the only time the boat went out while Becky was here.  High winds kept the boat from going out.  

Six Toed Cat Tracks

Sleeping Six Toed Cats

On Saturday they went on the sight seeing trolley and visited the Mel Fisher Museum, the Little White House and Hemingway's house.  When they came back in we gave them a thorough sniffing as they smelled like cats!  Sunday they went to church, saw the Southern Most Point and visited the Butterfly Museum.  Dad got a blister on his foot. BOL.  Then came Monday and Becky saw the Botanical Gardens and then went to the Doctor with Dad.

Becky Taking a Pawtograph 

Butterfly

The Flamingos Were Loud

Wonder If Any Teenage Mutant Turtles Crossed Here?

Becky left Tuesday morning.  Dad straightened up the house and our world returned to normal.  It was good having visitors.

Dog Speed,

Sherman & Gemini