Add Mechanic To My Resume

Yesterday, when my mom went to leave, her Jeep would not start.  It kept making this, TICK-TICK-TICK-TICK-TICK-TICK noise that was really loud! 

Of course, the first thing she did was call the middle son, who was in town so he could not rush home to help us!  She put him on speaker phone and he proceeded to tell her what to do. 

My mom, which is good at most things, sucks with anything vehicle related!  The poor soul can barely pump gas, so popping the hood was pushing it for her!  Bless her heart!

After a few minutes of middle son trying to tell her what to do,via speaker phone, he gave up and said he would be there as soon as he could!  BOL!

 

As soon as middle son got there, he was under the Jeep, getting down to business!!

Of course, I was right there in the driver seat ready to do what was needed!!

Oh yeah, Middle son had Bandit there, but he was jumping around the Jeep like a maniac!  Bandit was no help! 

After a few minutes, me and middle son had the Jeep purring like an 87 year old cat with a hairball the size of a watermelon!!  BOL!!! 

So now, not only am I super mantastic, I am also a super mechanic!!  Who knew I had so many talents!!!

Almost Wordless Wednesday

Waiting patently for my kibbles to be served.  For some reason dad insists that I eat from my bowl on the floor….I don’t get it…am I not worthy of the kitchen table? 

What do y’all think, kitchen table or floor??

You Are My Sunshine

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.  You make me happy when skies are grey.
You'll never know dear, how much I love you.  Please don't take my sunshine away!

You are my squeaky, my favorite squeaky.  You make me happy when mom’s away.  You’ll never know how much I love you.  Just not enough to share my sunshine today!

BOL!!!

Monday Mischief

Really, it wasn’t me that got into your yogurt cup…

Whoopsie, I think I have been caught!  BOL, oh well, it was worth it cause it was yumm-o!

B&W Sunday-With My Favorite Squeaky

Yes, We Got A Bite!

On Wordless Wednesday, you saw me and Bandit begging for something…

Mom hood winked dad into de-boning the chicken that she was using for some chicken and rice soup.  She always burns her finger because she is in a hurry.  Dad uses utensils because he says it’s the proper way to do it….mom said fingers before forks. 

We say do it how ever you want too as long as me and Bandit get a bite!

   

In the end our hard work of  begging paid off, cause we both got lots of bites!!  Dad loves us!

In dad’s defense, how could he resist this mantastic begging!!!

Wordless Wednesday-Can We Have a Bite?