LOVE

I love these two people and the bear scrapes in by association. naturally I love my mum the most even though she is demented. She still loves me and tells me so. I am very lucky, Then there are my friends Janet and Janet who bring me sanity and love and more love and my pets. My pets are not lovable like my friends slash family for they are more like parts of or extent ions of myself .....how much do you love your arm?.....good question. So this brings me back to Kath who has one very sexy and talented arm and Johnny who is just like a walking arm but a bit hairy and very handsome.....arm that is. Tony my brother who is dead and Dudley my dad who is dead I loved very much......But is it better to love the living? I wonder......These are my ponderings. Thank you for joining me
May the thunder of happiness and love shatter your foundations eternally
Tubbs

God I am so in love with Amy Winehouse

God I am so in love with Amy Winehouse at the moment that I think I am becoming her. Its really hard getting tattoos when you are a hairy chihuahua but I don't care. Let them try to make me go to rehab. Give me buprenorphine any day..... I love you Amy Winehouse. You are a goddess. And I am Tubbsie. They tried to give me a bath but I saidNOI NOI NOI

Choose the bottm square from the music selection!

I don't understand why there have to be 4 that's right four! bloody buggery music selection windows when I only want 1 that's right one.....

This picture was taken on the way to Rutherglen where they make the best meat pies in Australia's. I know that because that's what it says on the sign outside the shop. We took Venla there because she likes meat pies. She really enjoyed the lemonade. It was fizzy. Not that I got to take part in any of the culinary activities. For I am the banished species who must stay in the car when food is mentioned. She finished the outing off with a lamington which was a resounding success enjoyed by all.

I am the observant Chihuahua.

I am Tubbs

SLUT

I'm thinking of changing the name of this blog to Myrtleford Canine Opium Slut farm. Well at least that's what it's starting to look like. Meet Pinky. She is always very stressed out as you can see. Our little house is over run with animals and I Tubbs is the Queen of them all except for Vivian but he is usually asleep. Christ what a storm we had last night I thought the sky fell in but that's another story about a stupid rittle Chicken. May the sun kiss my little furry arse in gratitude for my petiteness and humility.
Omm
Tubbs

Meet Scuppers

This is Scuppers. He is six months old and is a boy. He was a white fluffy ball of fur when he arrived yesterday but now he is a brown fluffy ball after a run in the muddy paddock but he doesn't seem to mind. We had a blackout due to the massive thunderstorm and the arse fell out of the sky but we are all ok.........Thanks to Scuppers. Saviour of the universe. What a guy!
But i am Tubbs and have a tendency to sarcasm. Forgive me.

Only white people go into houses they know are haunted

It may be spring and the sun may shine so let all the little animals be friends. That's what I think but Pushkin hogs the sun with his massive arse.......But seriously isn't spring grand? I love it .....not Pushkin's arse. I'm not like that......well....maybe I am......so what of it? Whats it to you? ....God could someone shoot Sinead O'Connor? Now, THAT'S an Arse! I think she is like a really bad episode of Scooby doo...minus the happy tablets....May raindrops of gentleness caress your ponderings. I am Vivian.

Yum Yum Yum

Here are my three favourite pixies. There is Bush Piggie Pixie wearing the glasses. She is the best Bush Piggie in the world and can eat chips and gravy even in summer I think. Then there is Venla Pixie in her favourite pom pom hat and hand made orange scarf what Antonella made with a bucket full of Veneto Joy and Love. And then there is BEAR. I have my eye on bear and am biding my time and plotting the bearnap so I can capture him and lock him up in the gilded cage. Fatten him up and stuff him with plum stuffing and gobble him up at Christmas time with sweet ginger sauce and pumpkin tea.

Love Daphne

This is the finest flower in the world. It blossoms at the end of winter just as we are now, and its fragrance is so subtle yet the memories it evokes are full of contemplative horror. Like walking home from school past the house where the piano teacher lives and where the Daphne bloom profusely. On down the incline past the apartments made of sand where the old lady is killing a rat by holding it up in a birdcage and pouring boiling water on it. She stops for a moment as I walk by and smiles and bows. The smell of Daphne fills my nostrils flooding my childish essence with indescribable contentment. I stopped then bowed and greeted a polite hello to her as I continue on my way. As I go she resumes the watery execution. The child I was hoped that the rat experienced a moment of hope before its final merciful breath. Much like the promise spring holds for us before the torment of an arid desiccated summer again. And once more I have said too much for I dream the dreams of a small hairy chihuahua.

Not Us

This book is by Kaye Freeman the famous teen bible author....NOT the Jeddi Basher from Myrtleford.

Just so you know....

Look into my eyes

Look into my eye look into my eyes not around my eyes , into my......That's right it's easy to see who the intelligent one is. Meet my mate Pushkin, he is the brawn and I am the brains. Pushkin often visits for plotting against humanity meeeetings. He is forced to wear a diamontie collar whilst I run free as nature intended(indoors only). I never go to the outside world and that's OK with me. I like plastic bags.

That's me

Vivian

80th birthday

Happpppyyyy Birthdayyy toooo youoooo Happpyyyiii Birthsdayyy toooo youooooo Happppyyy birthdayyyy Venlaaaaaaaah Happpyyyyy Birthdayiiii Tooooo youoooo!!!!
Love from me and Johnny and Tubbs and vivian and eric and bobo and Bob and Dad and Tony and Oldy and Dah and Kath aand Nana and Fred and Aunty Gwen and Mary and Jeff and Betty and Venla and Sian and Johnathan and every one who has ever loved you.xxxxxxxxxx

Dementia

Look at him there. Sleeping without a care in the world. Its not called Burmese Chihuahua for nothing you know! At times it feels like I'm the one doing all the work. That might explain the worried look I've always got on my face. Lately I've been doing my part for the community by visiting old people with dementia. They are almost like normal people but they are old and mental. Not that there is anything wrong with that. In fact I quite like them , they are always pleased to see me and they laugh no matter how many times I tell my polar bear joke. I like the way they dress and its always warm where they live. It makes you realize that life is all about something but it's not about being rich or famous or a wanka. That's Chihuahuanese for ......wanka.

I am Tubbs and may your decrepitude be bountiful with loving people.

Ommm Tubbs

This one is for Venla

There she is flat on her back on the grass and rose petals in the middle of winter. The frost didn't melt till midday but there is moisture in the air so there is great rejoicing throughout the land.......

Delight

Anger and despair anger and despair I've got a silver frock(dress) so I don't care. This is the new Tubbs. Hideho I'm Tubsie and I'm back. From out of space and your here to find me here with that look upon my face I should have changed that stupid lock I should have thrown away the key if I thought for just one second you'd be back to bother me so now go go out the door I'm going through the anger stage cause I'm over the denial stage and I'm not sure what the next stage is perhaps it's bargaining but I don't care anymore 'cause I'm Tubbs.

Oh dear Leeeeeerd I almost forgot it rained it rained it rained it rained yay yay yay yay yay the river is full again and the ground is green again and all is almost well with the world.

I'm TUBBSIE

May words of kindness tunnel their way into your speech. Always

Omm

Tubbs

Take lots of fish oil

Hidyhi!
I have returned from the avalanch of life. My Father died just over a month ago and it took three weeks of hospital visits watching him wither away before my eyes. My pillar and living thesaurus and spell check has gone to his maker the big polar bear in the sky. Whilst all this was going on my mothers dementia was rapidly taking a turn for the bizarre which culminated in not much sleep for me. I write today for the first time as myself and not as Tubbs because she too has been unwell. Beware of Aprils and Mays I say!! She managed to find herself a rotting ecoli ridden carcus or droppings(so much for her past time) and so is now on a special diet and antibiotics. My mum on the other hand is physicaally healthier than all of us put together and the nine hour car trip from Gosford to Wangaratta was very very high tension to say the least....Thank god for Tamazipan. I'm not one to normally condone knocking old people out with meds but in this case it was a matter of keping her in the car.
Anyway we made it and I felt like th worst daughter in the world when we had to drop her off at the dementia unit of the hospital But as people kept telling me I needed to get some sleep. Its taken over a month but she is settling down...a bit.
We are converting the old tobbacco shed into a studio so expect much more natty artsy fartsy stuff from moi. This may be the only time I write as myself so be prepared for the return of angry Tubbs. She gets angry easily.
May the petals of cherry blossoms tickle you in all your crevices of hate.
Kaye xx

Folickles

Hello there!
Long tome no speaky(to myself)
Something about a sore spine preventing the human from sitting in front of the computah for more than 30seconds.....Meet little white elephant and Kewpie. They are a couple of funny fellows. Right now the little white elephant is saying,"HA ha ha ha ha Oh! Kewpie, that's a really funny story, how big did you say it was?"
Yeah they are a couple of real comedians.
You will all be pleased to hear that the nights are almost getting cooler(2nights in a row!) although the days are still a bit hot. It tried to rain again but not enough to crack open the crack about. Speaking of crack...Anna Nichole Smith has really taken over the chook pen. I have a sneaking suspicion she may be non gender specific, if you know what I mean.....No not that there is anything wrong with that. I read over some of my older bloggs and I'm a bit worried that I might be coming across as a complete mental. But remember....I'm very hairy.
Autumn breezes are whispering around my ear follicles.
Tubbs

Hairy arse

HELLO THERE!
Meet Anna Nicole Smith our latest addition to the chook fraternity. Yes she is Buxom and she speaks her mind in so many unthinkable ways. Yet she is one of the lucky ones. For we have trapped and sent 4 feral cats and one fox to a watery grave and someone (not us, ran over another one of the cats on the bridge. ...The rickety bridge)
There was Ren and Stimpy, Frieda and Carlo and Ivon and Carlo2 and so many more. Now the Chickens are all safe but we keep the trap set just in case!!!! I understand that this kind of killing is justified not only because it saves so many chooks but also native animals.Cats and foxes are imported and they are killing many native spicies.Vivian has never been ouside.
love and kindness to you all, they are not a sign of weekness but strength,
I have a very hairy arse
TubbsVivian

Poor End

I can't remember wether I have shown this painting before. Thats because I have a brain like a siv due to my miss spent youth. It is a painting called "The Angel of Queen Street"
Thats Queen St. in Sydney. Its full of very very rich people who sit at roadside cafes talking loudly. I lived at the poorend of that street for a while,(only in spirit because I wasn't born yet....(Remember I am a slightly angry young chihuahua)
So anyway there I was mixing it with the scum of the earth with Jed the one wot came befor me.(Dog Wise)When an angel walked infront of a ZX9R kawasaki bloody buggery convertable Rolls Royce!
So now you see what I see.
Thankyou
May you come to understand your ghosty maker
Tubbs