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La Morta Anatra

Doing Away with the Doldrums by Doing in the Duck

Ciao miei amici!

I just didn't know what to do with myself today. It was too hot to play outside for very long and la mia ragazza seemed to spend more time with the washy machine and the 'puter than she did her darling gingery Lucia. Pllllbbbbbbll!!

Giving me ear scritchies is better exercise for la mia ragazza's fingers than typing on the 'puter!!! Wait until you see how I took care of THAT ..... heeeeeeee!!!

Oh, la mattina (the morning) began with great promise, to be sure: I had some squisito (delicious) yogurt in my kibble AND got to lick il cucchiaio (the spoon) so lots of the yogurt got into my beard while a little dab landed on my charming nose, provoking a round of magnificent sneezing (aaaaaaaaaaachooo!). Then, once my breakfast had settled and I had visited some – ahem – private areas in my yardie, la mia ragazza and I played relay toss-and-catch with some of my stuffies and tennis balls, including the Big Blue Wubba ball – which, after an invigorating workout with my efficient white teeth, was fully freed from its blue Wubbaness. Yet despite my rough handling, it still maintained its delightfully ticklish voice:




After I spent several moments of listening to my blueless Wubba ball and my AirSqueaker ball sing, despair set in. I shuffled around mia casa (my house) in search of something else to do. Yawwwwwwwnnnnn.

I went outside and barked for a while … ho hummmmm ... then made a quick check on Little Pompeii and while I was there, innocently minding my own beeswax, la mia ragazza snuck up and …

FURMINATED ME! Santa vacca!

It was too hot and hoooomid to stay outside for long, so I came back inside and thought about body slamming through the doors of la mia ragazza’s office, something I think about doing a blue million times a day but rarely attempt to actually try. Why?? Because the doors are always being guarded by the hateful, malevolent, evil red sucky monster,*** which inhales adorable Lucia fluffs that have gone AWOL, so I exercise great caution near it (….grrrrrrr…..)

(NOTE from Lucia's ragazza: I keep the vacuum in front of my office doors on purpose. Lucia hates the vac, which keeps her from slamming through the doors and grabbing whatever she can from my desk.It’s more effective than a deadbolt lock.)

Finally, I decided to take a nap and curled up on the cool tile floor in the kitchen …zzzzzzzzz

I woke up a little while later, invigorated and refreshed, spotted my gialla anatra (yellow duck) and wandered over to chat with him a bit. But once I got up close and sniffed his sweet ducky smell, I decided I should give him a bacio (smoochie) … and then … well, one thing led to another and … um, you can see for yourself:
(Icky blanket alert! It looked better in the IKEA catalog than it did on the guest bed -- but now it does a good job of protecting the cushions from my paws!)

OH, THE DUCK-MANITY! OH, THE CANARD-AGE! Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!

But even after ALL THAT the little yellow guy still had something to say! Listen:



At first, la mia ragazza thought I was channeling the duck, but really -- giggle!!! -- I just had the duck’s voice box and was making it talk. She took it away and put it up high on the shelf where I couldn’t reach it. Booooo!

Alas, poor ducky ... I knew you well....

Tanti baci!
Lucia

PeeEss! Two important things are happening on Tuesday -- first, I, Lucia, am spending the morning at the spa for a bubble bath and summer grooming. And second, the Dell computer service technician is stopping by to install a new keyboard in la mia ragazza's 'puter. I chewed up the "J" key this afternoon! Heeeeeeeeee!!!!

Boooooooooooored!

Ciao, miei amici!

Eccomi! (Here I am!) At long last, I, Lucia, have returned to the bloggieverse!

Why have I been so out of touch lately, you ask?

BECAUSE LA MIA RAGAZZA IS A SLACKER OF MONUMENTAL PROPORTIONS! And by that I mean SHE IS THE REIGNING QUEEN, THE GRAND POOBAH and THE UBER-EST OF UBER SLACKERS!!

Plllllbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbb!!!!!!!!!!!!

[WHAT?? NO! YOU TELL THEM!! WAIT … DID YOU SAY FOR A BISCOTTO (BISCUIT)?????? OH, OKAAAYYYYYY….]

La mia ragazza, a.k.a THE REIGNING QUEEN OF THE SLACKERS, wants you to know that A) she was away, traveling and B) upon her return, she came down with the flooooooooo and has been sick as un cane (a dog) (wait …. why do hoomans say that??) with a sore throat and achies and a hurty head. To that, I say … big deal!!! I, Lucia, have been waiting, waiting, waiting patiently for her to stop eating poppysicles and going through tissues like a swarm of locuste (locusts) in a cornfield to UPDATE MY BLOGGIE, already!!

Hey, how about updating my bloggie?????

UPDATE MY BLOGGIE, PLEEEEEEEEZE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Alas, to no avail! So, in la mia noia (my boredom),

I looked for things to do since it was clear to me that SHE would rather have a personal rapporto (relationship) with Auntie Byotics than with her most darlingest of ‘dales. First, I laid waste to my adored giocattoli (toys), vanquishing my pink Puppy Wubba -- the preferred plaything of my youth -- and exposing its squeaky innards before focusing my attention on its brother, the Big Blue Wubba. I surgically removed their code (tails), amusing myself for a while with the gentle, feathery nosey tickles of the Wubbas’ frayed edges. Aaaaaachoooo!!!! I also de-stuffed tre (three) of my loofah stuffies, including this gurrrrly pink one.

But these small expenditures of compressed Airedalius Lucius energia (energy) were simply not enough to stave off the bad case of la-mia-ragazza-less doldrums that had descended upon me like a smothery gray nuvola (cloud), so I sought other diversions. And when la mia ragazza clipped me to the outside lead yesterday morning so I could tan my gingery furs in the beautiful sunshine, I saw a fabulous opportunity for physical exertion and mental stimulation: A new archaeological scavo (excavation)!!!!

So ... while you-know-flooooo dozed off in the lawn chair, steeped in NyQuil (zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz) and with a death-grip on her casella di tessuti (box of tissues), I, Lucia—at last free from my ennui-ness, stealthily began … to … dig.


Who, me? Digging? Noooooo, I was just taking a nap ... my nosey is always dusty like this ....

Oh, the unmitigated joy of plunging paw to earth! The exquisite velvety feel of dirt beneath my nails! The olfactory overload on the super-sized Airedalius Lucius nose as it dipped into sun-dappled ground! Hello, buggies! Hello, wormies! Hello, shrubbie roots! Hello, squirrel-buried-acorns! I, Lucia, am here to free you from your terra firma shackles!!! Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!

La mia ragazza woke up long enough to capture the action, so I am able to present to everydoggie, kitteh, hammie and hooman, this clip, my very first viddie posting (we hope this works…..!!!), which I have entitled “Piccolo (little)Pompeii – The Joy of the Dig”:




Note how I not only excavated the dirt, but also removed patio mattoni (bricks), too! Oh, I certainly have a future in architecture AND archaeology, there can be no doubt!

Of course, once la mia ragazza discovered the depth (heeeeee!!!) and scope of my project, she became more animated than Disney’s “Fantasia.” So much for the calming effects of NyQuil! She was so upsetted that it even drove away the Canada Goosey mama and her children,

and NOTHING KNOWN TO MANKIND OR DOGKIND drives them away once they’ve settled in your neighborhood! Santa vacca, send me back to the kennel**, already – I just can’t take the melodrama!

Tanti baci!
Lucia


**Yes, you heard me correctly: the kennel! While la mia ragazza was away, I, Lucia, was boarded with a congenial pack of otherdoggies at the kennel. Oh, what fun! I got to romp in the doggie playground with Jonny the Vizsla – who so closely resembled our bloggie pal, Dennis, that I kept asking Jonny, “Hey, are you SURE your name isn’t Dennis the Vizsla? No? Ok bye!” -- and I bunked next to a Golden Retriever buddy who reminded me of Paco, Milo AND Mason Dixie! There was a white poodle that looked like a scaled-down Sunny, a Chihuahua who reminded me of my beloved amico, Rambo, and a Goldendoodle who was the very image of Clive. (I was the lone terrierierrrr!) While there, I got to go for walkies around a big pond and indulge in a new flavor of Kong stuffie – BEEF!! Mmmmmm!!! La mia ragazza had extreme frets over leaving me at the kennel (which I will later use to my advantage, bwah-ah-ah!), but candidly everybloggie, I had a fantastico time!

PeeEss: I post this picture

for our new pupster pal, Miro, who recently had his ‘dale ears glued. This is me, Lucia, the day I had my ears glued by my breeder. La mia ragazza gets all teary when she sees fotografie (photos) of me as a young pup … sigh. I swear, she is an emotional wreck sometimes … not to mention THE REIGNING QUEEN OF THE SLACKERS!!!!!

BOOM ... WOOF!

Ciao miei amici!

I have been barking my noggin off for the past ora (hour) or so because there has been TUONO (THUNDER)! I am not quite sure what this thunder business is, but every time I hear a loud BOOM, I feel the urge to talk back.

What is that noise?!?!

La mia ragazza doesn't exactly try to pet or snuggle me when the thunder thunders because she read in some doggie libri (books) that making a big fuss over thunder will only reinforce my reaction to it, so mostly, she just tries to keep doing whatever it is that she's doing when the BOOM hits. I'm very curiosa (curious), everydoggie -- how do you handle thunder in your homes? If you all get cuddles and extra attention, I'm going to stage a big protest to la mia ragazza!

Now, while this thunderyness is not so great, I am MOLTO, MOLTO (VERY, VERY) happy to report that la mia ragazza's papa is home again and feeling much better after getting several rounds of Auntie Biotics these past few days. We will be spending some time with him this fine settimana (weekend), just to give him a hand until he's 100 percent back to normal.

On the go again!

Well, wait -- la mia ragazza is spending some time with him this weekend, but I, Lucia, am going to be spending some time with my beloved Auntie Beth. Why am I going there, you ask? Because Grandpa needs to rest a lot and -- giggle!! -- sometimes I bark too much at things I see in the yard. Birdies, squirrels, bunnies -- ah, I feel the need to converse with them all! The goooooood news is, Auntie Beth's vicini (neighbors) have a 5-month-old Soft-Coated Wheaten Terrier that I may get to play with! Yayyy! We will try to get some fotografie (pictures) and will post them so you can see this dear pupster. I also understand from la mia ragazza that I have a cugino (cousin) in that area -- an Airedale Terrier who's from the same breeder that I'm from. Wouldn't it be fantastico (fantastic) if I ran into this doggie while taking a walkie with Auntie Beth?? Santa vacca (holy cow), I would be overjoyed!

La mia ragazza told me that we will try to visit everybloggie before we go because we have lots of catching up to do, but in the meantime, she wants to say [WAIT ... WHAT?? OK, OK, OK] ...Actually, she says she'll tell you in the PeeEss, so I'll sign off with ....

Tanti baci!

Lucia

PeeEss: Thank you so very much to all of Lucia's bloggie pals and their mamas and papas. Your prayers, good wishes and crossed paws (not to mention that wonderful Aire Zen!) for my father and my beautiful mom have meant the world to me. You all are so caring and so kind -- what an amazing community!

Lucia's Ragazza (Girl)

Un Favore

Ciao, miei amici!

I have a special favore (favor) to ask of everydoggie, kitty, hammie and hooman and hope you'll be able to help. Ieri (yesterday) was a hard day for la mia ragazza because it was the first Mother's Day she had without her darlingest mama. Some of you already know that la mia ragazza lost her mama in Dicembre (December), so even though she had intended to post something yesterday about mamas and how straordinaria (extraordinary) and speciale (special) hers was, well ... it just made her too sad. I told her that I completely understood and not to fret about it. Unfortunately, there WAS some fretting done yesterday over la mia ragazza's papa, who is not feeling well.

Here we are on our way to see la mia ragazza's papa. It was windy!

So, here's the favor part: could all of you keep your paws and fingers crossed that he'll be bouncing back soon? I, Lucia, would be especially grateful, and I know la mia ragazza would be, too.

Mille grazie (a million thanks) dearest bloggie pals! Mwahh!

Tanti baci!

Lucia

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Fotografie-less Passeggiata

Ciao, miei amici!

Even though I was esausta (exhausted) from the thrilling and splendid wedding festivities in Salzburg -- plus my performance with il mio caro (my darling) Busterigo in “The Magic Flute” – la mia ragazza decided a nice pre-dinner passeggiata (walkie) would be just the thing for us ieri (yesterday). So, off we went to the park for a four-mile hike that took us past a bello ruscello (pretty stream) along a path that cut through magnifici alberi (magnificent trees) and lots of wildflowers. Why are there no fotografie (photographs) of this, you ask? Because la mia ragazza FORGOT TO BRING THE CAMERA! Plllffffbbbbb!

Once we finished our walkie, we both sat on a grosso masso (big boulder) alongside the pretty stream, and many admirers came over to ask la mia ragazza what sort of doggie I was. I got lots of attention and many pats, and quite a few little hoomans wanted to give me ear scritchies, and naturally, being polite and amiable, I indulged everyone.

In lieu of fotografie (photographs) from the park – which, to remind you, are not available because la mia ragazza FORGOT TO BRING THE CAMERA – she snapped a few pikkies from our yard so you can see what’s currently blooming there. Mmmm … lille (lilacs)! What dolce profumo (sweet perfume)!

Here are the beginnings of the peonies. We’ll have to wait a little while longer until their beautiful pink fiori (flowers) bloom.

And here are some hydrangea shoots, just waking up in time for spring …

… and some bambini (baby) clematis …


… and the feathery red leaves of the Giapponese (Japanese) maple tree.


And here is a rare gingery-colored Airedaleus Lucius (Lucia the Airedale), freshly clipped from the groomer. La mia ragazza says it is her most precious fiore (flower) of all. Awwwwww ….. I may have to give her an extra-big smoochie for that!!



Tanti baci!

Lucia