Lacie here, again. Scuffy just has sat around and chewed bones all week, and has not done one thing worthy of bringing to your collective attention, my fellow bloggie friends. I, however, have had a very active week as a puppy. After the garden debacle of the last post, old Mumsie here suggested I get a new slightly less messy hobbie. As you guys know, those of you living on the northeast half of the US, it has rained cats and dogs this week.
Actually, to be correct, it HAS BEEN RAINING TOADS. (Silly Scuffy thinks they came with the new landscaping...a toad bush or something. That boy is not the sharpest needle in the pin cushion.) After making the fabulous discovery just how much fun toads ARE...and the surprising discovery that Scruffy is afraid of them; (one bopped him in the schnoz...if you WFT's didn't have such long snoots, you could get out of the way faster!!!) I have been toad hunting every night at 2:30AM like clockwork. I bang on my crate door with my paw. Mumsie said it sounds like a prison riot that no human could sleep through. We go out and I pretend to pee in the rain. Then the real fun begins. I dart back and forth sniffing off of the small objects in the driveway. MOST of them around 3AM are toads. They are better than any toy I've seen from PetSmart. They hop and zig when I zag. Old Mumsie (not overly pleased at standing in the rain at 3AM) screams loudly that toads can be poisonous and I should look, but not touch. HAHAHA....As If!
By the third night of this, she might be catching on that my nocturnal arousals may not be of the bodily function mode. (She has also developed a cold; she states from lack of sleep and standing in the rain, making her usually grumpy self even more irritating, at least in my humble Lakeland opinion.
There were buckets of toads tonight on our walk. I decided to have one for dinner. I'm wondering if Asta's mommy has any amphibian recipes???
I have my napkin all ready for dinner!!!Oh, this looks just deeeeeeeeliiiisssshhhhh!!!!!
How am I supposed to eat him, if touching him is poisonous???
I absolutely have changed my mind. (a lady's prerogative, ya know...) I mean Toady is just adorable!! Look at those big eyes! I think I have a new friend. Mommy put her back outside and found another toad, even bigger waiting for her in the same spot from where we appropriated Toady. Maybe it's her husband, Toadster. Well, Mom said that she's way too tired to keep getting up every night, and for me to go back to gardening. Maybe I'll find a snake!
I just don't get how Scruffy can just laze around and chew bones, when there are sooo many fun things to explore!!
Happy adventures, Lacie!