She has been so busy puttin' photos on to a page thingy, sendin' out email thingies and all sorts of excitin' thingies for the Blogville Valentine's Day PAWTY. So, I told her to give her fingers a rest this morning and I would type for her. She's off in the kitchen makin' some coffee. That's one of the only thingies that the Daddy lets her make. Hers is not so good in the kitchen. Anyway, gotta type fast befure she comes back. I have some favors to ask and I need to tell ya the truth so that you understand how desperately I need your help. She won't like it! So, here it goes.
With all of the excitin' plannin' my girl seems to have missed one very impawtant detail: if we're gonna be dancin' we're gonna need music. She has sent me on the hunt for a band or a DJ. There has got to be a band or a DJ somewhere out there in Blogville? Mayor Frankie suggested Puddles could sing "Rain drops keep falling on my head" over and over again if we can't find a band. So, I am hopin' we can find some music for our dancin'...no offense Puddles.
My girl thinks that maybe she could teach Fiona, Plato and Yoda to play some instruments in two weeks if she had to, but those flying Monkey thingies she calls Sugar Gliders give me the creeps. Just the other day Fiona pulled one of the Daddy's keys off of his keyboard in search of treasures. They have thumbs!
Thumbs I tell ya!
I'm thinkin' that they probably could be trained, but there's no tellin' what they'll do. So, is anyone out there musically inclined in any capacity? If not, the Flying Monkeys may be our only option.
More concerning than the Flying Monkeys performin' at the Blogville PAWTY is that my girl needs to bake a birthday cake. She won't tell me whose, but it's someone's birthday on February fourteenth and she thinks that all of Blogville needs cake to celebrate. I like cake! Oh, wait. I've never had cake...my girl is thinkin' that it should be a critter friendly cake. Now, listen very carefully, my girl may be able to teach the Flying Monkeys to play instruments, but that girl should NOT, under any circumstances, be allowed to bake!
I repeat! Under no circumstances!
She and the kitchen disagree. She's lit the stove on fire, boiled a sponge into her pasta salad and dogness knows what else!
True stories! I wasn't there, but my girl's first guide dog, Jetta, told me all bouts it.
So, please Blogville! I am beggin' ya! Can someone bake a critter friendly cake?
Pppppllllllleeeeaaassssssssseeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Don't let her do it!
Just don't!!!!!!
Oh, hers is comin' back. Gotta hurry.
If you can bake a critter friendly cake for February 14th, can you email my girl at:
purple DOT tidalwave AT gmail DOT com
Don't tell hers I warned ya bouts her cookin'...okay?
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Update: Glacier back again. Have you seen what Mayzie is doing fur the PAWTY?! Hers needs a date and she's turned it into a contest. I was going to enter, but brother Roscoe saw her photo and is smitten. So, I will back off.
If you're looking for a date, gentlemen, go on over to her
blog
and enter, but just be warned, Roscoe is entering too.
9 comments:
Hey Glacier!
Wow, my Mom's had some kitchen issues too. I'm hoping that my band Pawsbang will be available to play. If not, someone will probably volunteer. Let me know if you don't get a cake worked out and I'll order one so it will be safe!! BOL BOL BOL.
Grr and Woof,
Sarge, COP
What's so bad bouts me singin'? You should prolly nevers listen to Frankie cuz he don't knows what he be taalkin' bouts half da time...oh no wait, dats me.
If Sarge can't do da band then I'll talks to my mum and sees if hers can swing it...I mean work on some band stuffs like fotos and what not.
You don't want hers to bake...heck, hers don't eben know where I kitchen is.
pUddles
That Puddles.. she is a case.. we don't know what KIND of Case butt a CASE fur sure. BOL BOL
It is PAWsible that PawsBang will be available.. BUTT having TWO bands would be GRRRRREAT.. then we can dance CONSTANTLY.
THIS is gonna be the bestest time EVER. I can NOT wait.
I think Puddles should sing!
Dachshund Nola
P.S. Glacier, I still don't have a date sooo....
I'm pretty good at helping my mum in the kitchen. We will go whip up a big old cake for the pawtay!
Wyatt
Hi Glacier! I can play the piano and I'd be happy to play for the pawty. But first I need to tell you that I really enjoy your blog so I've awarded you the Liebster Blog award. See my most recent blog post (http://theworldaccordingtogarthriley.blogspot.com/) for more info. Congratulations!
Glacier,
Pawsbang is pawsome, I sure hopes dey will be at da pawty, if not maybe we can have a DJ!
Woofs and Licks,
Maggie Mae
PeeS I thinks you should ask Nola to da dance. ;)
Valentines day pawty? This is the first we've heard of dis. My mum is a gifted artist and can craft da bestest best doggie ties and doggie bows, but even I won't eat her cooking. That's saying a lot, cause I even like green beans!
I don't know anyone who knows anything about music, but I sure know how to boogie! Sign me up for some dancin!
Sarge: Sounds like a lot of folks in Blogville are pulling for Paws Bang. So let us know, K?
Puddles: If Paws Bang doesn't play, you may be singing. Unless your Mom can work some magic, and, by the sounds of it, hopefully not in the kitchen. :)
Frankie: Two bands is a good idea. Maybe I'll work on training the Flying Monkeys just in case.
Nola: I think Glacier may have writtens omething for you on today's post.
Wyatt: Oh! Finally a critter and a Mom who know how to bake. I was beginning to think that the Moms in Blogville should get together and take cooking lessons; me included! We're excited about your cake.
Garthriley: Oooo...if you play the piano during the band's breaks, it will be all romantic and such. And you gave us an award? Wow. Thanks. We'll be by. :)
Maggie-May: I think he might have. :)
Rocko: We are gonna need creatures who can dance for sure. Glad you are coming. :)
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