The puppies are growing!

Puppies day 1.

Week 2

week 3

week 4

week 5

Parker trip, part 3.

After Ward grilled dinner for us we took off the next morning. It was too short a trip. We all decided that we liked the area. Maybe we can go there next winter? Linda and I snapped a bunch of cactus pictures on the way home.

On I-10 is a great area of cool rocks called Texas Canyon.

Back home. The end.

Parker Trip, part 2

After deciding the 5th wheel was a POS we went sight seeing and visiting. Dave stopped to gas up and Linda says "look it's Santa!" Sure enough!

We visited Pat & Ward, fellow work campers from Diamond RV Campground this summer. The amazing thing was that Jerry Parr, who we met here in NM is staying in the same RV Park as Pat & Ward. We had dinner at their place. It was an great evening with good friends. It was fun to meet the new puppy Aggie and to see Tommy and Rowdy again.

Pat and Ward have a great site at their park. It's right on the Colorado River. Dave told Lou he would investigate a business to help him with the sale of his camper. Dave found a business that has my name. As we pulled up and Dave went in to talk to the folks 2 guys came out. I was taking pictures as they said "we are a historical business" and I said "did you say historical or hysterical." I guess they didn't like that as they turned around and left. Thus the blog name change.

Faith Hill - Little Drummer Boy

Merry Christmas, 2011
Love ya all!

Sunday joke.

Tom Brady got to heaven. God was showing him around. They came to a modest house w/ a faded Patriots flag in the window. "This house is yours for eternity, said God."This is very special; not everyone gets a house up here."

Tom felt special & walked up to his house. On his way, he noticed another house. It was a huge 3-story mansion w/ Orange & Blue sidewalks & drive ways, a 50' flagpole w/ an enormous Broncos flag waving, swimming pool in shape of a horse, a Broncos logo in every window & a Tebow jersey on front door.Tom looked @ God & said "I'm not trying to be ungrateful, but I was an all-pro QB, won 3 Super Bowls, & went to Hall of Fame."

God said "what's your point Tom?"
"Well, why does Tim Tebow get a better house than me?"

God chuckled & said "Tom, that's not Tim's house, it's mine."

Puppies.

The gang is 22 days old.

Sunday joke.

A GREAT WEEKEND!!!!

A balding, white haired man from Ft. Lauderdale in Florida , walked into a jewelry store this past Friday evening with a beautiful much younger gal at his side.
He told the jeweler he was looking for a special ring for his girlfriend. The jeweler looked through his stock and brought out a $5,000 ring.
The man said, 'No, I'd like to see something more special.'
At that statement, the jeweler went to his special stock and brought another ring over. 'Here's a stunning ring at only $40,000 the jeweler said. The lady's eyes sparkled and her whole body trembled with excitement. The old man seeing this said, 'We'll take it.'
The jeweler asked how payment would be made and the man stated, 'by check. I know you need to make sure my check is good, so I'll write it now and you can call the bank Monday to verify the funds and I'll pick the ring up Monday afternoon.'
On Monday morning, the jeweler angrily phoned the old man and said 'There's no money in that account.'
'I know,' said the old man,
'But let me tell you about MY GREAT WEEKEND!'
See.......Not All Seniors Are Senile

puppies

Week Three

This is a week of many firsts for the new litter. By week three, puppies are starting to really be on the move. Their adventurous side will begin to show and they will be moving around more often. The puppies should still be getting their meals from their mother but to place less stress on Mom, you can begin supplemental feedings. This is especially helpful to dams with large litters.

The teeth will start to erupt and puppies will stand and start walking. Some wet food placed on your hand will be devoured by the three-week old bundles. Replacer milk designed just for puppies will be lapped up which will also give their mother a break. Puppies will begin to play so adding some small toys or fabric-type items to their whelping box will provide stimulation. Pups will also need their first worming at three weeks

Dear God?

Dear God: Is it on purpose that Our
Names are spelled the same, only in reverse?

Dear God: Why do humans smell the flowers,
but seldom, if ever, smell one another?

Dear God: When we get to Heaven, can we sit
on your couch? Or will it be the same old story?

Dear God: Why are there cars named after
the jaguar, the cougar, the mustang,
the colt, the stingray, and the rabbit, but not ONE
named for a Dog? How often do you
see a cougar riding around? We love a nice car
ride! Would it be so hard to rename
the 'Chrysler Eagle' the 'Chrysler Beagle'?

Dear God: If a Dog barks his head off
in the forest and no human hears him,
is he still a bad Dog?

Dear God: We Dogs can understand human
verbal instructions, hand signals, whistles,
horns, clickers, beepers, scent IDs,
electromagnetic energy fields, and Frisbee
flight paths. What do humans understand?

Dear God: More meatballs,
less spaghetti, please.

Dear God: Are there mailmen in Heaven?
If there are, will I have to apologize?

Dear God: Here is a list of
just some of the things I must remember
to be a good Dog:

1. I will not eat the cat's food before he eats
it or after he throws it up.
2. I will not roll on dead seagulls, fish,
crabs, etc., just because I like the way they smell.
3. The Litter Box is not a cookie jar.
4. The sofa is not a 'face towel'.
5. The garbage collector is not stealing our stuff.
6. I will not play tug-of-war with Dad's
underwear when he's on the toilet.
7. Sticking my nose into someone's
crotch is an unacceptable way of saying 'hello'.
8. I don't need to suddenly stand
straight up when I'm under the coffee table.
9. I must shake the rainwater out of my fur before
entering the house - not after.
10. I will not come in from outside,
and immediately drag my butt across the carpet.
11. I will not sit in the middle of the living
room, and lick my crotch.
12. The cat is not a 'squeaky toy',
so when I play with him and he makes that noise,
it's usually not a good thing.

Sunday joke.

What's in the box?
A little old lady went to the grocery store one day to buy some cat food. She picked up four cans and took them to the check-out
counter.

The girl at the cash register said, "I'm sorry, but we cannot
sell you cat food without proof that you have a cat. A lot of
old people buy cat food to eat, and the management wants
proof that you are buying the cat food for your cat."

The little old lady went home, picked up her cat and brought
it back to the store for them to see. They sold her the cat food.

The next day, she went to the store to buy some cans of dog food.

Again the cashier said "I'm sorry, but we cannot sell you dog food without proof that you have a dog. A lot of old people buy dog food to eat, so the management wants proof that you are buying the dog
food for your dog."

She went home and brought in her dog. She then was then allowed
to buy the dog food.

The next day she brought in a box with a hole in the lid. The
little old lady asked the cashier to stick her finger in the hole.

The cashier said, "No, you might have a snake in there."

The little old lady assured her that there was nothing in the
box that would harm her. So the cashier put her finger into
the box and pulled it out.

She raised her finger to her nose and said to the little old lady, "That's terrible. It smells like shit."

The little old lady said, "Yes, it is. I want to buy three rolls of

toilet paper."

Now folks....... Remember, don't mess with old people.

Parker trip, part 1.

Norma and Lou wanted us to go to Big River, CA to pick up a fifth wheel for them. Newell and Linda jumped in the back seat and off we went. The short version is 1. camper was a POS 2. decision was made to leave it there 3. let's go explore! Earlier when Dennis & Sharen discovered we were making the trip they decided to come meet us. They were not very far away. They are 2 of our NM group. We meet them and Pat & Ward (fellow work campers from Diamond RV Park, in Woodland Park) for dinner. I was sick with a terible head cold and could not breathe. Pat hugged me at the restaurant and said "you are burning up." I guess I must have been contagious huh! Back to the adventure. The next morning we inspected the camper and Lou decided to cut his loses. Live & learn. We proceeded over to pick up Dennis & Sharen and off to Lake Havasu City we went. Dave & Dennis in the front of the truck with me, Sharen, Linda and Newell in the back. YUP it was cozy. OK, shift turn the other way, my butts asleep!! We wondered around the London Bridge, inspecting & shopping. Yes,it is from London. Only $4 million to get it over here and another 2 mill to put it in it's chosen spot. It is cool tho!

I bought my new hat there. Red started it. His was way too cool. It looks great on Dave.

As we were walking across the bridge for lunch there goes Ward & Pat's jeep. If you ever need to find them go to the local brewery. Ward had a doc appt. so they ate and rushed off. Here's Dennis & Sharen enjoying a sample of beers.

The reason for the blog name change next time.......

The puppies are here!

Dave & I have been waiting and waiting for our new baby. There were 3 girls and 7 boys born Nov. 22. We have an agreement with Julie the puppies human Mom that if a girl is not available we will take a boy. The plan is to get whichever sex we do not get out of this litter from Charm Labs. That bitch for that puppy will not get breed until this spring. That will give Dave & I time to adjust to 2 pups. We have picked the male name with a bit of help from our NM extended family and my sister. Jean Luke Murphy Martin is the name we have chosen for the boy, Luke for short. Sarah is the name Dave has picked for the girl. I added P/MacLaughlin Martin.

Sunday joke.

KIDS IN CHURCH

3-year-old Reese:
'Our Father, Who does art in heaven,
Harold is His name.
Amen.'
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A little boy was overheard praying:
'Lord, if you can't make me a better boy, don't worry about it.
I'm having a real good time like I am.'


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After the christening of his baby brother in church,
Jason sobbed all the way home in the back seat of the car.
His father asked him three times what was wrong.
Finally, the boy replied,
'That preacher said he wanted us brought up in a Christian home,
and I wanted to stay with you guys.'


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One particular four-year-old prayed,
'And forgive us our trash baskets
as we forgive those who put trash in our baskets.'


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A Sunday school teacher asked her children as they
were on the way to church service,
'And why is it necessary to be quiet in church?'
One bright little girl replied,
'Because people are sleeping.'


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A mother was preparing pancakes for her sons, Kevin 5, and Ryan 3.
The boys began to argue over who would get the first pancake.
Their mother saw the opportunity for a moral lesson..
'If Jesus were sitting here, He would say,
'Let my brother have the first pancake, I can wait.'
Kevin turned to his younger brother and said,
' Ryan , you be Jesus!'


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A father was at the beach with his children
when the four-year-old son ran up to him,
grabbed his hand, and led him to the shore
where a seagull lay dead in the sand.
'Daddy, what happened to him?' the son asked.
'He died and went to Heaven,' the Dad replied.
The boy thought a moment and then said,
'Did God throw him back down?'
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A wife invited some people to dinner..
At the table, she turned to their six-year-old daughter and said,
'Would you like to say the blessing?'
'I wouldn't know what to say,' the girl replied.
'Just say what you hear Mommy say,' the wife answered.
The daughter bowed her head and said,
'Lord, why on earth did I invite all these people to dinner?'
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This is what is happening in this country right now!

WILL USA SURVIVE?

The folks who are getting the free stuff, don't like the folks who are paying for the free stuff, because the folks who are paying for the free stuff can no longer afford to pay for both the free stuff and their own stuff.

The folks who are paying for the free stuff want the free stuff to stop, and the folks who are getting the free stuff want even more free stuff on top of the free stuff they are already getting!

Now... The people who are forcing the people who pay for the free stuff have told the people who are RECEIVING the free stuff, that the people who are PAYING for the free stuff, are being mean, prejudiced, and racist.

So... The people who are GETTING the free stuff have
been convinced they need to hate the people who are paying for the free stuff by the people who are forcing some people to pay for their free stuff, and giving them the free stuff in the first place.

We have let the free stuff giving go on for so long that there are now more people getting free stuff than paying for the free stuff.

Now understand this. All great democracies have committed financial suicide somewhere between 200
and 250 years after being founded. The reason? The voters figured out they could vote themselves money from the treasury by electing people who promised to give them money from the treasury in exchange for electing them.

The United States officially became a Republic in 1776, 235 years ago. The number of people now getting free stuff outnumbers the people paying for the free stuff. We have one chance to change that. In 2012. Failure to change that spells the end of the United States as we know it.

ELECTION 2012 IS COMING

Sunday joke.

A man walks into a restaurant with a full-grown ostrich behind him.
The waitress asks them for their orders.
The man says, "A hamburger, fries and a coke," and turns to
the ostrich, "What's yours?"
"I'll have the same," says the ostrich.


A short time later the waitress returns with the order. "That will
be $9.40 please." The man reaches into his pocket and
pulls out the exact change for payment.
The next day, the man and the ostrich come again and the man
says, "A hamburger, fries and a coke."


The ostrich says, "I'll have the same."


Again the man reaches into his pocket and pays with exact change.


This becomes routine until the two enter again. "The usual?"
asks the waitress.
"No, this is Friday night, so I will have a steak, baked potato and
a salad," says the man.


"Same," says the ostrich.
Shortly the waitress brings the order and says, "That will be $32.62."


Once again the man pulls the exact change out of his pocket and
places it on the table.


The waitress cannot hold back her curiosity any longer. "Excuse me,
sir. How do you manage to always come up with the exact change
in your pocket every time?"


"Well," says the man, "several years ago I was cleaning the attic and
found an old lamp. When I rubbed it, a Genie appeared and offered
me two wishes. My first wish was that if I ever had to pay for anything,
I would just put my hand in my pocket and the right amount of money
would always be there."


"That's brilliant!" says the waitress. "Most people would ask for a
million dollars or something, but you'll always be as rich as you want
for as long as you live!"


"That's right..Whether it's a gallon of milk or a Rolls Royce, the exact
money is always there," says the man.


The waitress asks, "What's with the ostrich?"


The man sighs, pauses and answers, "My second wish was for a tall chick with big brown eyes, with long legs who agrees with everything I say.."

No Sunday joke, No buying Bubba but lots a what...

We made a quick trip to Dallas. Well quick may not be the exact word to use. 13 hours on the road both Saturday and Sunday. We layed our head on our pillow at midnight Sunday. Darrell and Sue went with us for a ride to look at Bubba. A big beautiful white T2000 Kenworth. I thought Dave's eye would light up like they did when he first saw Maggie Girl but they didn't. Hummmm......so NO spend $$$.

Today we received news of 9, yes 9 puppies in the litter we have been waiting for! Yes, Julie said 9. Let's hope they all deliver safe & healthy.

Good email message!

This was an email that brings up a subject that Dave & I & and our friends have talked about many times. Unfortunately the world is not the same as it was when we grew up. I really believe that todays world goes to HELL just a little more every day!

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TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED THE 1930's, 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's!

First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they were pregnant.

They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can and didn't get tested for diabetes.

Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored lead-base paints.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, locks on doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes. We had baseball caps not helmets on our heads.

As infants & children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, no booster seats, no seat belts, no air bags, bald tires and sometimes no brakes.

Riding in the back of a pick-up truck on a warm day was always a special treat.

We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle.

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and no one actually died from this.

We ate cupcakes, white bread, real butter and bacon. We drank Kool-Aid made with real white sugar and, we weren't overweight.

WHY?

Because we were always outside playing...that's why!

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the street lights came on.

No one was able to reach us all day. And, we were O.K.

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride them down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times. We learned to solve the problem.

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's and X-boxes. There were no video games, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVD's, no surround-sound or CD's,
no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet and no chat rooms.

We had friends and we went outside and found them!

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents.

We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.

We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes.

We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them.

Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!

These generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever.

The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all.

If YOU are one of them? CONGRATULATIONS!

You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of our lives for our own good.

Sunday joke.

Cowboy named Kenny

A modern day cowboy named Kenny has spent many days crossing the South Dakota prairies without water.

His horse had already died of thirst. He's crawling along the dusty ground, certain that he has breathed his last breath, when all of a sudden he sees an object sticking out of the ground several yards ahead of him.

He crawls to the object, pulls it out of the ground and discovers what looks to be an old briefcase.

He opens it and out pops a genie named Patty. But she is no ordinary genie.

She is wearing an IRS ID badge and a dull grey outfit.

There's a calculator in her pocketbook. She has a pencil tucked behind one ear. 'Well, cowboy,' says the genie, 'You know how I work....You have three wishes.'

'I'm not falling for this,' said the
cowboy, 'I'm not going to trust an IRS genie.'

'What do you have to lose? You've got no transportation, and it looks like you're a goner anyway!'

The cowboy thinks about this for a minute and decides that the genie is right.

'OK! I wish I were along-side a lush spring with plenty of food and drink.'

***POOF***

The cowboy finds himself beside the most beautiful spring he has ever seen, and he's surrounded with jugs of wine and platters of delicacies.

'OK, cowpoke, what's your second wish..'

'My second wish is that I was rich beyond my wildest dreams.'

** *POOF***

The cowboy finds himself surrounded by treasure chests filled with rare gold coins and precious gems.

'OK, cowpuncher, you have just one more wish. Better make it a good one!'

After thinking for a few minutes, the cowboy says, 'I wish that no matter where I go, beautiful women will want and need me.'

***POOF***

He was turned into a tampon.

Moral of the story:

If the U.S. government offers to help you, there's going to be a string attached.