Deep Thoughts

If x is the number of toys in my primary toy box and y is the number of edamame on my breakfast plate, what is the square root of π and why aren’t there more edamame there?

Who decides what toys go into my secondary and tertiary toy boxes and why should I care when nobody can explain the number of edamame on my breakfast plate and the relationship of that number to the radius of a circle drawn from Bear’s armpit to the upstairs window?

I think about these questions a lot even though they seemingly have no relationship to the number of salmon treats I am given in the course of a given day.  Or do they?  Maybe it all makes sense or maybe these seemingly random occurrences are part of a grand conspiracy to corner the organic soybean market.

It makes you wonder how I can locate “their” car from among the myriad of similar cars in the park when I could be devoting my attention to even deeper thoughts.

U think HE'S smart??

Hah!  I'm only a "4 legger" but I'm reallylintelligent. 

I have a huge vocabulary, I can do yoga along with "them" and I'm taking up painting, too plus I can spot my jet black turbo Saab a block away!

Yes, I can!

O, I'm a monk's uncle who's related to a chimpanzee

All is well with the sea world. 

All my creatures have either gotten back their hair plus all have been grown back to their original size.  No one is any smaller than mother nature intended.

I am pleased-  now go away and leave us alone to grow hair or not, shrink or grow or not and to eat whosomeever we choose.

Go away or I will eat you!!

Too Bad for You, Creature

Just as I thought the jig was up, the Creature started to mutate and to get really small.  Must have been the DNA the Mad Scientist injected or the Park District Guy the Creature ate, or a combination of both.

Anyway, safe and sound.  Me, that is.  The Creature, not so much.  And he is really small too, down to three or four inches.

The Mad Scientist.  Also not so much.  The Park District Guys nabbed him and put him in the bamboo crate.  He says he will make me great and powerful if I spring him.  What the hell, he was a big help in my time of need.

Where did that little semi-hairy fella go?

You know him? 

He's about as tall as a qt of half and half, weighs about a loaf of pumpernickle bread, has a face like a snowball and a tail like a quill pen without the inky bits.

His nether region is pinky with no spots, and his teeth are like sharpened tic tacs.

Well,  if'n y'all sees him - send him my way, OK?  I got the ketchup and mustard greens all ready for a good fry 'em up!

Restored

So here's the deal.  I was wandering around in kind of a daze after my unfortunate adventures when lo and behold, I ran into the same scientist chap whom I first observed removing his melted thermometer from the polluted pond.

He told me if I was willing to donate a small DNA sample in the interests of science, he could restore me to my former state of unparalleled beauty and furriness.  Well, listen I know the guy looks a little creepy and who knows what he is going to do with the DNA, something about shrinking the monster in the bamboo crate and making him more manageable so that he could someday rule the world starting with this pond, but, really how am I in any way responsible for that if it happens which I do not think it will, can it?

Anyway, behold and wonder in amazement at my restoration.

OK, you'd look a little grumpy too if you had been through the ordeals I have endured in the Summer of Pip.  I mean.

Oh-oh!  Here come those park district guys again.  They look pretty mad.  I'm outta here.

How do you like it?

Well, do you think I could go around looking like THAT (see photo 2 posts below.)

The lady in the store said she thought it brought out the REAL "Me"

I dunno - maybe I'll keep looking!!

Wake Up!

Wake up, sleepy head.  Maybe you were only dreaming.  Or maybe not.  Or maybe you don't know any more whether you are dreaming or awake.  And maybe that just blows your little mind.

OMG - I fell in!!

Holy polluted swamp pond!  I was gazing into the pond (see previous posts) admiring my beauty when YIKES (!!!!!) I slipped on a slippery snail slime trail and IN I went - cute little nose to my long poofy tail - and all parts in between!

I yelled HELP!!!! but in I sunk, bit by bit.  This is what I looked like when I crawled out!  I think there are indications that the water might be TOXIC!!

What can I do???

I'm Telling You

You find a nice peaceful little pond and five minutes later the whole thing turns upside down.  I mean, is this bad luck or what?  First the temperature, then the piranhas, then the weird face in the lawn that got eaten by Big Froggie who was eaten by the Creature from the Black Lagoon.

So now some Park District guys come along and cart the Creature away in a bamboo crate.  Hey, Park District guys, I'd be careful with that dude.

This was supposed to be the Summer of Pip.

Alas poor BIg Froggy, I knew him a little...

  GULP!   smack smack,    yum!!

Too Late

Big Froggie ate him.

Maybe I'll bring Big Froggie home.

HI!

Look who I found on the edge of  the Pond!   He wants to come home with me.

Should I put him in my pocket?

More Trouble at Paradise Pond

That's right.  Piranhas.  Wow!  And to think I almost ventured there.  Whew!

My Auntie Dee Dee....

Excuse my "crazy eyes" - this is my Auntie Dee.

Them and her  is going out to dinner tomorrow night at some fish place in Evanston where she lives.

Do you see the family resemblance?

They are going to see the fireworks later at her hotel but I can't go cuz its too noisy and I have to stay home.  It was really hot today but I still got a good walk by Montrose Harbor.

He thought he saw a bird baby in distress but when he went back to find it (100 degrees!) there was nobody there.  Hope his/her mom came to the rescue.

I may be wrong but.....

Just as me and my science geek buddy were walking away from the Delightful Pond o'Death I turned around and saw something.  Something BIG!!!

Do you think it might be "you know who?"

YIKES!!  And to think I almost went swimming there!  What would have become of me?  Would I end up like Jonah??

Oh-oh!

Went down to the shore of that pond where I met up with some scientist dude who was testing the water.  He fished out his thermometer.

Started having second thoughts about jumping in.  Completely melted.  That might have been my adorable fist of fury.

Dare I do it?

They took me out for a car ride yesterday and a pretty decent walk but it was SO frigging hot!!  I never saw it so hot before.

  It freaked me out. 

When I got back home I was so tired I could hardly muster a good bark and, as I didn't get a nap, I was so exhausted I couldn't sleep and when I did I dreamed of a beautiful pool of cool water nestled in a little vale in the forest. 

All of sudden, me with my long flowing locks and "waterfall" ear hair, decided to jump in!!

Bear Kicking Back

Don't think I could handle it in this heat.  But then Bear is a pretty unique fellow.

Here's mud in your eye!