Keeper's Munchies

Holidays bring cheers . . .
Holidays bring families together.
And reunions means food 24/7!
Holy macaroni, Keeper!
Watch the carbs!
Watch those sweets!
Keeper's family have history of diabetes
yet look at her favorite munchies . . .



yikes, chocolates!
They're bad for us.
They're definitely bad for you, Keeper!


Stop giving me that funny face, Keeper!
Ok, lemme see what's in your hands.
Show me what you're clutching in there!



Whoa! Oh, I knew it!
Colorful thingamajigs Uppers!
xxxxXXXXXxxxx- stuff!
Yikes, chocolates are uppers, Keeper!
You said so yourself!


Geez, before I start sounding
like my whining Keeper
who's pretty upset
that her slowband connection
is not showing my blog widgets and all.
These are the small, what-nots info about me
you see on the right of my blah - - - >

If you don't see it too
either you have slowband
or, OMG, my blog got spammed
whammed, trammed . . .
ok, don't rush to your thesaurus
I made up some of those words. . . .

My Keeper's old PC Dwight
(who I'm sure is older than Pica)
is loaded with centuries old creatives
oh, those pending files Keeper calls "pedofiles"
PLUS, it's loaded (er, burdened)
with slowband connection
who is the great, great ancestor of broadband.


Keeper took out her wish pipe
and started blowing smoke to clear it
to no avail . . . my widgets are still gone. . .
must have went shopping somewhere . . .
BOL!



The old star of Bethlehem was consulted
and the ageing (for barking out loud!) Star
I shall name Versuvius Cupulius
told Keeper to remove some widgets
(BOL, my links to my other sites gone!)
and still no page elements showing
and waaah! no widgets !!! . . .
Ten paws dwn for Versuvius!


Will somebody please advise my freaking Keeper
what is happening before she gagged herself
loading her yoga-toned body with uppers!




. . . so Holidays bring happy smiles
meeting new friends
seeing old friends
receiving and giving gifts
receiving spam and virus blues
and giving glum faces
and runny noses . . .

Oh, what a Merry, Merry Day!

. . . yes, it is Christmas time.
And a Child was born
as a blessed gift to mankind . . .


In Heaven the portal opens
to welcome family and friends
animals and good cheers . . .
Oh, what a happy, happy time!


My mumsy Pica is still strong
and reigns as the hounds' Queen
in a throne only she can occupy
in our hearts . . .

Her presence assures Keeper
that her prayers are answered . . .



My popsy Sumo is all agog
happy and dancing for joy
for reasons only he knows
(er, Keeper, could he and Pica . . .?)

His energy and enthusiasm assures Keeper
that love and caring makes for a happy hound . . .



My big brother Bogart is WELL
and still big. . . and still dopey
but now . . . all smiley

and more importantly,
he ate a whole chicken steak today!
Actually, he even ate my share
but I did not mind . . .


. . . because I was so happy!
I could not care less
if Bogart ate all my chews!


I am happy because . . .
I made a lot of friends.
I conquered my fear of RainbowAve.
I became a SuperDog.
I received a lot of pats,
a lot of hugs and kisses
especially from pretty girls . . .


ok, stop drooling doggy buddies . . .
they promised to visit you all
and give you warm pats and kisses as well!


and more importantly,
the houndsinheaven taught some people
to be kind and more caring to animals,
to respect and keep the environment clean,
and to freely give and share . . .

. . . most especially to those in need . .


Have a joyful, meaningful and prosperous holy day!