Fixer Upper Friday

Hey Everyone!
Wow, thanks for all the well-wishes for my poor stuck eye!  It's much better now, and not only did I get all those extra treats and scritches, I suckered Mom out of a new bone with lots of stuff on and in it.  DELISH.

BTW:  Frankie & Ernie are still having horrible internet troubles, so they're on a break until after Thanksgiving.  Please don't forget them and I can tell you that they are missing all of you, their bestest furiends lots and lots.


So, on to the fixer upper part... I have this great toy...my Teddy.  See, he's a teddy bear just for me.  I've been having a blast with him...right up until there was this unfortunate accident.  He sorta blew his stuffing!  BOL  Musta sprained his little ankle and I went straight for the stuffyguts.

 Luckily, Mom took pity on my unfluffed friend and broke out the stitcher box.

Okay, time to inspect her work.   

Hmmmm...not bad...nice even stitches...might not even leave a scar. 

Yup, he's almost as good as new.   What's one less limb among friends. 

Grr and Woof,
Sarge, Unstuffing Specialist

Wounded Wednesday

Hey Everyone!
Wow, I had a bad situation the other day!  I was having a wonderful time with my peeps out in my yard enjoying the warm Fall weather.  It was about 68 degrees and I was playing with my beloved STICK.  It's the only and bestest stick I ever chase. 

 Here it is.   Beautiful isn't it?!?

So, life was good, stick was flying, I was chasing, peeps were laughing...

AND THEN.....

THWACK!   Right in the face.   See, I was chasing my beloved stick with extra conviction, when I suddenly slid in the leaves and slammed face-first into a pile of brush at the edge of my territory.  WHAM-O.  I gave a small, unmanly yelp and jumped back, but it was too late.  I guess the sticks and twigs in this brushpile wanted revenge for what I was doing to their fellow stick and decided to whack me in the eye.  YEOUCH.

So now my handsome face looks like this!
Ick.  I got poked right in the corner of my eye.  Don't worry, my eyeball is fine...a little tender and watery...okay it HURTS LIKE CRAZY, but I'm okay.  No permanent damage done.

I've been able to sweet-talk my peeps into some extra food, extra scritches, and lots of that nice talk that is so soothing and comforting.   Ahhhh, this isn't so bad after all.   I might just milk this a little!

 It's just a little winky-looking and red, huh.


 OH, MOM, IT'S STARTING TO THROB!    OOOOHHHHHHHH,    UGGGGGGGH.   MAYBE MORE FOOD WOULD HELP!!!

Grr and  a Wounded Woof,
Sarge, COP

Crabby Monday...On The Move

Hello Blogville and Toodle-ooo to Turkle!
Since today is the celebration of Veterans Day here in America, we crabby girls give a big THANK YOU to all of our veterans for serving our country.  We love all of you.


So, the other day, The Hands remodeled our crabitat again!  We get so excited when this happens because we get to be explorer scouts and wander, climb, dig, etc all over our new layout.  Sometimes they give us amazing logs and tunnels and moss to play in.  Check us out in action...

This is me, Beachnut, digging and rooting around in our mossy patch!

And this is me, Shelldon, checking out our bark tunnel!

Where else can you find this much crabby action all in one place?!?  Teeheehee

We really have a lot of crabby fun, don't you agree?!?
Little Pinches,
Shelldon & Beachnut