Friday, June 27, 2014

I Got A Liebster Award From Whitely!

Whitley nominated me to be awarded with the 'Liebster Award'.

This is Whitley

                                                              This Is Whitley's Blog   

There are some  Rules:
1.  Thank the person/fur who nominated you and link back and recognize their blog in your post.
2.  Answer the 10 questions posted by the blogger who nominated you.
3.  Nominate 10 bloggers for the award.
4.  Create 10 questions for your nominees to answer.

Here are my questions for you to answer:

1. Whats your Nickname?
2. Do you like your furblings if you have any?
3. What do you do when the phone rings?
4. Do you evfur howl?
5. Do you dream?
6. Who is your fave unfur in your furmily, your Mom, your Dad, or an unfurbling?( or someone else?)
7. Did you evfur get in trouble using your teeth?
8. Where is your fave place to go to visit?
9. Are you allowed to run free anywhere?
10. Do you sleep curled up in a ball, or stretched out?

 Here are the questions Whitley asked of me:

 1.  Do your momma or daddy sing to you?  If dey do, does ya have a speshul song?
>Hey, I think I have been missing out, cause while my peeps can sing furry well (choirs) they don’t sing to me except on my birthday.

2.  Are you preparin for da zombie apocalypse??
> I am barking incessantly…soon those nasty hot air balloons will be invading my space in great numbers; 50 to be exact. Growlmy hopes the wind will not be favorable to send them over our den...

3.  Has ya ever killed a varmint?
> You betcha! Even a coonie dude…then I nearly had a heat stroke…sigh...

4.  What are your favorite game to play?
> Barking and barking and more barking. And getting treats for anything, makes it my fave.
Running like the wind is a lot of fun too, esp if the peeps can't get me, BOL!

5.  What are your opinion on baffs?
> They are evil. Good thing I has short/sparse furs, so I am easy to keep purty clean...

6.  Does ya have a special talent or trick?
> See number four…and I know lots of commands, all of them go with a hand signal so I don’t need to hear them to do them.

7.  Do ya ever just bark and da peeps ain't got a clue why?
> Um…almost evfurry day, BOL!

8.  Who are your bestest friend?
> Growlmy & Boss-Boy

9.  Do ya give kissies?
> I am not called ‘Sir Lick-a-Lot' fur nothing...

10.  What do your home smell like?
> Kitties and whatever is cooking fur din-din - in this case, today it was fajitas! Mmmm.
Sometimes laundry befur it gets all nice and clean, BOL!

 Here are my nominees!


If some other fur already nominated you...well...don't worry about it, BOL! Or if you are too busy, just enjoy the fun...and maybe post that you got the Liebster Award.

In case you don't remember me (BOL), this is me:

In My Backyard



  1. Love your answers, Freckles-- and your photo, too! If you and Whitley got together, it would be a BARK-A-RAMA!!

    1. And the peeps would tell us to sh....up...but we would just ignore them, and bark even louder...BOL!!

    2. Ya got dat one right Freckles!

  2. Yu killed a coonie? That is So Pawsum!

    Thanks fur the nominate. My internet thingy is wonky, off an on. Peepoles are sposed to be out Wennesday to fix it. grrrrrr

    1. I sure did, Zoe. Here is a copy of my diary entry, from a wee bit over 4 years ago:

      My Coon Capture Dogventure - June 3, 2010

      OMD!I got me a COON!! My very own coon! I went outside through my private exit/entrance while my furmily was eating supper, to do my doggy communications at the fence...
      Well I heard something VERY interesting in my woods. An intruder. A trespasser! NOT allowed! So I took off a barking all the way fast as the wind. Like the road runner, from the cartoons, BOL!
      And growlmy said she could hear me barking my head off, but for me that isn't too unusual. So she and my furmily finished their supper. When they were done, she still could hear me...I was in frenzy mode. And my voice was getting hoarse...She could not see me back there, so she went outside to find me and the reason fur all this hullabaloo! OMD! She saw me jump on something!! Then I took off. This was MINE, All MINE! She yelled at my unfurbro for a leash, and tried to follow me around the paths in the woods. Unfurbro called and said, 'He's here, Mom'!
      Well yup, There I was, lying on the grass, with a something brown and furry beside me...I looked at growlmy and panted...'Look Growlmy! Aren't you proud? I got a reward for all the hunting practice I do back here, and on my strolls! See, Growlmy? this was our trespassing varmint, and he can't bother us anymore!'
      Well, growlmy put the leash on me and got me back in the house...where I had a huge drink of nice cool water. Then I kind of collapsed on the floor, and panted and panted and panted. I left steamy marks on the floor from my hot panting.
      So growlmy ran a bathtub full of cool water and in I went.Boss-boy poured the cooling water over me over and over again. Soon the panting was more ordinary. I had worked so hard at this protection of the premises that I was overheated!
      Meanwhile, growlmy and unfurbro went back outside to see what this creature was, that I had captured and killed. ( Sorry people, I am a JRT, varmint eradication is my instinct and job...)It was a young racoon...growlmy felt sorry for it, even though she knew that I was only doing my job! She felt bad that this guy was not with the rest of its family and mom. Then she and unfurbro took it away from where I had put it on display, and gave it a proper coon funeral!
      Later when I was outside again, I went directly to the place where I had left it, and OMD! someone had stolen my treasure! That's not fair. I did all that work, and now its gone? I was hoping to have a nice meal…BOL, or maybe have growlmy make me a Daniel Boone Coon cap! BOL! It was just the right size fur that purpose.
      Growlmy did not scold me, even though she was upset, because she knows that I probably would just roll my eyes like a teenager, and let her yell...and then I would just go and do it again, if I have the chance...BOL!
      But she did check me over to make sure there were no bites or other wounds on me...Hey! Growlmy! I am too smart and quick to let a varmint do that to me...
      So now she is also concerned that perhaps some other of this coon furmily may show up. I hope so...that would be FUN, but growlmy hopes not...Party pooper!

      I hope your worldy connection gets fixed soon, I sure hate it when that goes bad and won't let us have fun with our pals.

  3. Yu r one fascineratin' guy, Fweckles! I furgedded all 'bout da wacoon yu teeched a wesson tu, back in dose olden days!

    1. Yuppers, the Good Old Days indeed!
      I have gotten some rabbits and tried my skills at ground hogs, but that coonie dude was a pawsome thing on my list...

    2. Oh and some snakes too, eeuuwww!
      Them are good to roll in afterwards, Big eeuuwww from growlmy when I do that...

  4. Crikey Mr JF Sir ....that's the most impressive thing I've ever heard. How good were you, mate?? You didn't give up until you got that critter, aye?AND you were exhausted and all!! AND what did you get for your trouble?? A drink of water and a BATH! Fair dinkum ..... what was Growlmy and unfurbro thinking? How about a big fat juicy bone or even a medal or something! No ..... you got a drink of water and a bath!!!!! Hmmmmmmmmmmph! Shame Growlmy ......... Shame unfurbro!!!!!!
    You're a legend Mr JF Sir!!!!!

    1. there a statute of limitations on stuff like that...its been a long while back ya know?!

  5. Thanks so much, Freckles!! We've tried and tried, but we haven't been able to post on my blog about this wonderfur award! Mommy will write a diary entry on Dogster!

    1. No hurry, Hershey...I am really good at naps, BOL!

    2. I decided to let Winkie answer in his Dogster diary! We couldn't even do that until today! Now mommy's gonna try to remember how Blogspot works, BOL!!

  6. Oh, Freckles we just saw this! I am gonna fire my typist! Thanks so much!

    1. You are welcome, Buddy!
      Awww...Don't fire her, Buddy! Else who would take you on those long dogventures by the river or other country pathways you go on, or who would feed you...and love on you??!