Welcome to the last Friday of March where we’re sharing what Nature’s springtime looks like in our ‘Hood. As always, we are joining our hosts from Adventures of the LLB Gang. Don’t forget to click on the link to see what other posts were shared.
Elsa: I’m back in the Editor’s office for today’s post but want to first acknowledge the House Pony for stepping in for me last week while I recovered. Thanks, New Guy.
Wilson: Why you’re most welcome little one, I was happy to help out…
Elsa: Umm, let’s not mushy, Dude.
Wilson: Blimey, I was just going to…
Elsa: No need to wax on, let’s get cracking, shall we.
Wilson: Well, had I thought there was an option, I’d continue explaining…but clearly that’s a moot point. So…can you explain how Spring works here? Forgive me if I don’t think it’s been all that springy. Interesting, perhaps, but springy…that’s definitely up for dispute. Is this what Coloradans call ‘Springtime in the Rockies?’
Elsa: You’ll get used to it. While it may say spring on the calendar, that doesn’t stop Mother Nature from throwing a curveball our way. Heh, heh…notice how I snuck in a reference to the opening of baseball season? Man, I impress myself sometimes.
Wilson: Wait, I thought this was a hockey household?
Elsa: It is but I wanted everyone to know I’m not just a single dimension sports fan.
Wilson: Well I’m sufficiently impressed. Mum said the local baseball team was tied for first place before their debut but I gathered from her sarcastic tone, that wasn’t meant as any kind of compliment.
Elsa: Umm, yeah, you could say that. She pretty much gave up on those bozos years ago. She couldn’t help but wonder if they’ll break last year’s record number of losses this year. Looks like they’re well on their way.
Wilson: Oh dear, that doesn’t sound promising at all. Well, let’s get back to Mother Nature, shall we?
Elsa: Oh looky here, New Guy is sticking to a script. Way to go, dog breath. Let’s show what happened this week.
Wilson: Well I anticipated that you wanted me to keep things on track rolling in the right direction. I’m not just a pile of handsome fur, you know.
Elsa: Quite impressive, Pony {nodding affirmatively}. Well done.
Wilson: Blimey…was that a compliment? I’m never sure with you.
Elsa: Take the win, dude and keep on trucking.
Wilson: Trucking? But I thought Mum had a car not a truck. {excitedly} Oooh, oooh…does this mean we’re going to go someplace…I do rather enjoy car rides, given the opportunity. I so like riding in the car…
Elsa: {head shaking} You really are a literal moron. Ugh…do I have to explain everything to you?
Wilson: Well I tend to believe what you tell me. Shall I start to suspect you’re less than honest?
Elsa: Oh brother…I can’t. I just can’t. You’re making this job harder than I have the bandwidth for.
Wilson: I’m never sure just how to take you. You’re always surprising me. I just never know which direction you’re going. Sigh.
Elsa: Forget it, Dude. Just roll with it, ok and we’ll get along just fine. By the way, I’ve noticed how you’re always willing to let Mom dress you up which takes the pressure off me. Whew. I really hate those stupid hats. When you’re a Ninja, you don’t wear bunny ears. I mean…I’ve got street cred to protect.
Wilson: Oh no? Well I have it on good authority, you didn’t seem to mind too much. I’m never quite sure what to do myself. I mean I’m trying hard to learn various commands and make Mum happy but nobody told me I had to do them with ears or hats on. Is this the usual routine? I want to do what’s expected.
Elsa: Umm, you probably don’t want to ask me what’s right-I like breaking the rules. As a Ninja-you can never be completely sure what I’ll do. {lowering her voice} Although I could have a whole load of fun misdirecting this lummox.
Wilson: Pardon me, I didn’t quite catch all of that?
Elsa: Oh nothing, don’t mind me. I’m just glad you’re game for the weird stuff she’s gonna make you do. You don’t seem to mind looking ridiculous, so I’m happy to share that job responsibility.
Wilson: Well, she does provide me tasty treats when I do it so, I say…sign me up. I’m always up for treats.
Elsa: Good grief, Charlie Brown…you really are simple minded, aren’t you?
Wilson: Hmm, seems you have trouble remembering my name. Once again and for the record, my name is Wilson. For someone who’s supposed to be so clever, you have a hard time remembering names and faces don’t you. I mean, it shouldn’t be so hard to remember…
Elsa: {head shaking/eyes rolling} Dude, you wear me out sometimes. So…it’s Easter this weekend. What are your plans?
Wilson: Well Mum keeps putting a basket of eggs next to me, I’m not sure what do with them. One of our neighbors is having an Easter egg hunt for little people. You think he’ll let me search for eggs? I jolly well think I like the taste of eggs…
Elsa: {interrupting} Fuhgeddaboutit…not happening. Besides the kids would think you’re a pony and would want to ride you. You’re better off staying with us, chillaxin. I’m sure Mom will have a treat or three for us. Maybe even bust out the snuffle mat. Oooh, oooh…that’d be completely cool. I’m loving that thing.
Wilson: There’ll be treats? Count me in. However you celebrate, we hope you have a wonderful Easter holiday and are able to enjoy your own slices of springtime.
Live, love, bark! 🐾
What lovelee Flowerss there Elsa an Wilson an Miss Monika! Wee have droopin Snowdropss only! THE snow melted butt it has NOT warmed up. So wee sorta BLEH heer. Wee happy youss’ ackshully have SPRING!
***nose bopss*** BellaDharma an ((hugss)) BellaSita Mum
Many thanks. It never ceases to amaze me what spring bulbs are able to endure and still come up blooming like nothing happened!
Happy Easter Monday!
You both did well with those ears!! Way easier than the set up we endured….but the treats are worth it, BOL!
Our spring affair is slowly…and I mean slowly coming long…Yours seems much further ahead, even though you had all that snow!
Thank you. Treats are an absolute necessity if us dogs have to endure Mom’s silliness. As for spring, we’ve had some photo memories pop up and spring this year seems pretty behind on arriving. That’s ok; before you know it, it will be broiling outside. Extremes are becoming the norm. Happy Easter Monday to you as well. 🐣 🐰
Happy Easter cuties! Chester has avoided bunny ears but I think you look adorable!
Chester is one smart doggo. We don’t recommend bunny ears, we already have great hearing…my moron brother and I can hear mom opening a package of cheese from across the house-we don’t need any more help. Wishing you a ‘Hoppy’ Easter. 🐰 🐣
The Pony and Elsa both look fab in their “ears” for Easter! Something tells me they might not be welcome though at the neighbor’s Easter Egg hunt. Looks like signs of Spring are springing up around there – we’re still waiting for some warmer weather, less hurricane strength breezes (!), and more SUN. Spring is “struggling”. Have a super happy Easter !!!!
Hugs, Ted-the-Bunny
Wer hope sun, gentle breezes and tasty treats are in your future this ‘howladay’ weekend. Hoppy Easter 🐰 🐣
Oh you two crack me up! Thanks for the smiles! 🙂 and Happy Easter to you all! Have a wonderful weekend. Here’s to more flowers soon and less snow for you guys. 🙂 Happy Spring!
Glad you enjoyed our silliness. We don’t mind the snow this time of year-it’s always good for the watershed especially once the scorching summer arrives. We were nicely surprised the snow didn’t seem to bother the spring bulbs from blooming. They’re like Timex watches…take a licking of snow and still keep ticking by blooming. 🤣 ‘Hoppy’ Easter!
Yes, snow does have its benefits, and I am glad the spring bulbs are so tough.
Silliness is always fun. 🙂
You two make the cutest bunnies. We did an egg hunt today because I won’t see my great nieces on Easter. XO
Aww, that’s very nice of you to say. Thank you. Hope the girls enjoyed their Easter egg hunt. Have a wonderful Easter. 🐰
I have to agree with Wilson, a treat is worth a few minutes in the bunny ears but hey. And really, it’s better than being caught wearing a Rockies cap, right?
In so many ways! Have a ‘Hoppy’ Easter.
You as well.
Happy Easter to you three! 🐣 🐇
Thank you. Right back atcha 🐰
A fun post Monika. Happy Easter to you, Elsa, and Wilson.
Thanks John. Hope you and the pupsters have a pawtastic Easter! 🐣
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We think you both look pretty darn cute in your bunny ears, hopefully this will be the last of the hats for awhile! Your Spring flowers look pretty confused…we have gotten some flurries last week…but today it’s heading back into the 70s.
Happy Easter weekend!
Rosy & Sunny
You’re very kind. You know comments like that only encourages Mom. It’s in he low 50’sF here but it’s trying hard to spit something. We’ll see if the next storm materializes. Wishing you all a very ‘Hoppy’ Easter.
All our professional MN sports teams sound like your local team, lousy. We count losses as there aren’t enough wins to count! Bailie loves eggs, she would steal them all from the kids and eat them shell and all. We all love eggs but she is an extreme egg lover. Have a Grand Easter. This year you are lucky Easter is early as there isn’t as much time to have to wear the silly ears.
The baseball team lost 103 games last year…and it seems they’re trying to to surpass that figure this year. They allowed 14 runs to be scored in one inning yesterday! Ugh. We hope Mom is done with making us wear ears this year and just gives us some eggs. Hoppy Easter. 🐰
My new local baseball team is much like your current–and my old–baseball team. Sadly, it’s probably going to be a loooong season for some of us!
I swear, I ask myself can they be any worse and sure enough…they prove over and over, why yes they most certainly can. Almost makes you look forward to football. LOL
I blame Charlie Blackmon’s hair and beard.
I can’t think of worse owners than the Monfort brothers. But what is up with that weird look in the outfield?
My husband suspects it was because he was tired of being “the cute one”–there’s a guy on the Phillies who does the same.
🤣 That whole Jihadi John look is not attractive. Nope, not one bit.
Glad to hear you are on the mend after your surgery and dental extractions – those can be dingers to deal with! Getting along with the pony is wonderful news and so, once again, your patience is tried by Mom/Mum who just loves to dress you up for any occasion. It doesn’t last long and brings smiles to all your readers’ faces so… grin and bear it!
Happy Easter to you all!
Oh sure, easy for you to say…you’re not a Ninja who has street cred to protect. 🤣
“Hoppy” Easter to you as well. We hope your basket is full of lovely treats.
You’re right. I’m not. Just trying to tell you that we respect your efforts…
Hoppy! It’s my eldest’s birthday on Easter – looks like lasagna is in the cards 😉 Zero Easter fare!!
Lasagna? Wilson wants to know when is dinner. Happy birthday cheers to your eldest. 🎉
Lasagna would be my preference over ham or lamb any day.
Around 6. Don’t be late. Iain doesn’t want to party too late as he has a 9-hour drive the next day.
Yeah. 26. He makes me laugh in his freaking out about his age…. Duuuuuude. Please.
Hee, hee…gotta love what young people worry about. 26? I don’t even remember that age. Here’s wishing your eldest a wonderful celebration and an even better year.
Honestly. At 26, I moved out from my boyfriend’s and into my own apartment. Free to be me!
Good for you!
Thank you. I would have left three years earlier, but I took the time to accumulate a few things (so I didn’t have to move back home!)
Lulu: “Easter Egg hunt! Can we dogs participate?”
Charlee: “Wouldn’t you just, like, sniff everything out with your noses and win immediately?”
Lulu: “Of course.”
Charlee: “That doesn’t sound like much fun for the other participants.”
Lulu: “It’d be fun for us, though.”
Sniffing is great but tasting…now there’s the real deal. Hoppy Easter, guys.
“Bring Your Own Basket” weekend is finally here, you guys! I gotta go find mine…the basket…finding the eggs comes later. Yes, it does look like the Rockies might not see first place again for a little while. Thank heavens you have college and pro hockey to cheer for. Wilson – it looks like you are a natural taking on all those modeling duties. Hoppy Easter, Ranch!🐰
A while? At this point, never will likely happen before that team. At least there are the Nuggets and hockey here, right? BTW, how’s your madness bracket? How’d have thought NC would have lost? 😱 Have a swell Easter weekend.
The bracket…going into tonight 3 of my 4 Final Four teams are still in play, so I guess it’s going well…but it looks like a whole lot of other folks have the same situation. Indeed…I had NC going to the FF. Sigh. 🤣
Their loss had to blow a lot of people’s bracket. Good luck with the other 3.
Well, it is springtime in the Rockies, right? Power on and have a great weekend bunny ears!
Thanks, right back atcha. Yup, you just never know what spring will bring around here. There’s talk of more white stuff but we’ll see. At least it hasn’t seem to deter the bulbs from blooming. “Hoppy” Easter. 🐰
Just to let you guys know, Elsa, here in Hartford, CT, we have your farm team – The Yardgoats. Do you like goats? Chompers and Chew Chew (those are our mascots) would probably like you and Wilson. We support this team, and we hope to send you some good players (after they win a few games for us). I hope you enjoy Easter weekend.
We like goats very much-they are actually cool. This team however is so badly mis-managed. Any good players seem to get traded before they can turn their fortunes around. AAA ball is fun to watch, the Rockies…not so much. Can you imagine what the D-Backs are going do when they get to the rarified air of Denver? Yikes!
The thugs’ idea of an Easter egg hunt would be to break into the poultry run…..
Bwahahaha…can I run with them? They sound like my kind of dogs instead of this idiot Pony Mom brought home.
Poor Elsa … that in dealing with Wilson. Maybe some of her wisdom will rub off on him. Then again, maybe not. I know Mom’s not big on the Rockies, and it seems they missed there chance to be above .500. But hey – hockey playoffs are around the corner – and I imagine she keeps one eye on DU’s quest for the Frozen Four.
I’m doing fine after my surgery and dental extractions and am starting to enjoy dealing with the House Pony. He’s getting easier to figure out. Mom’s given up on baseball and last night’s game reminded her what a waste watching those clowns is around here. They set another franchise record (most runs given up in an inning) but not the kind you want. Sigh. Yes, hockey of any stripe is Mom’s jam. We hope you have a very “Hoppy” Easter.
Your fur-iends,
Elsa & the Pony 🐾
… and I see DU won today!
Yup…go Pios!