Friends and Family


My dad came to visit this weekend.

It was his first time meeting Fergus and Nigel. You would’ve never known.

Nigel took a keen interest in my dad.

Fergus made sure he got scritches from PeePaw. (Don’t miss the look on Fergus’s face.)

Aww, Nigel… ever working up the courage to get closer.

Of course you knew it was inevitable… The Bernard and Ellsworth Show soon followed.  Bernard thought pretending to tell PeePaw a secret…

…was the perfect ruse to make an attempt at eating PeePaw’s glasses.

My dad and Ellsworth found that amusing. Bernard then tried to eat my dad’s shoes,

…then wanted to play cone. (Good golly, look at the farmer tan on that woman.)

Ellsworth gave PeePaw a hug…

Then my dad gave Ellsworth a hug…

Then… here’s my new tattoo, up close!  The top freeze mark is Fergus’s… the one below is Nigel’s. If you haven’t yet, be sure to check out Carson’s blog today to get the scoop on how it all went down.

Not a one of us has had a second of regret for adopting Fergus and Nigel in April.

In fact, Don and I have had repeated conversations about how thankful we are that one became two.

And, while some things never change… like Bernard chewing or sucking on everything he can get into his mouth…

…Don couldn’t help but notice a change in Ellsworth after Fergus and Nigel’s arrival. Understandably, Ellsworth was often quite focused on his place in the hierarchy and not on us. Therefore, Don felt he had lost his buddy.

Until yesterday.

Don got his buddy back.

Hallelujah and amen.

Everything just takes a little time to work itself out.

Did I say Hallelujah? Let me say it again.

We always look forward to Carson‘s visits.  

Carson has the patience of a saint when she’s working with the boys, and she’s a great teacher to me.

I was thrilled on Saturday when Carson wanted to work on clicker training using the chucker. Even Nigel got into it.

It didn’t take but a few minutes for Fergus to catch on.

He was all too happy when he realized if he touched the glove, he was going to get one of the peppermint candies Aunt Linda brought for them. I was all too happy when I saw first hand exactly how clicker training works and how it’s going to help us with other things, such as getting Fergus to lead.

Of course, Carson was practically accosted by young Bernard once he realized she had peppermint treats.

Peppermint treats or not, the boys wanted to be wherever Aunt Linda was, and I had fun being able to take pictures of Carson taking pictures. When does that ever happen?

Nigel is so close to letting us really touch him.

Of course the boys enjoyed their butt scritches and took full advantage of the fact that Aunt Linda was doling them out.

This was the first time for Carson to see Fergus and Nigel since the day after they arrived at Morning Bray.

They’ve come a long way since then.

Carson loves spending time with the boys just as much as we do. We think that’s super cool.

Bernard couldn’t agree more. I so wish I had gotten a picture of Bernard wrapping himself around Carson. She said she felt like she was being squeezed by an octopus. Mind you, Bernard doesn’t do that to just anyone… only the people he loves. ♥

It’s an exciting day at Morning Bray Farm. In just a few short hours, we’ll be sitting on our back patio with Carson enjoying Maryland blue crabs that have come straight out of the Chesapeake Bay.  To mark the occasion, we share with you the Merlin Dialect.  

If you’ve grown up or lived in Maryland for any part of your life, you’ll find this hits rather close to home.

The Merlin (Maryland) Dialect is spoken by a mixed population which inhabits a triangular area on the western littoral of the Chesapeake Bay, bounded roughly by a line commencing at Towson’s Toyota, then westward to the Frederick Mall, thence following the western border of the cable TV franchise and the string of McDonald’s along Route 50 to the Bay.

All of these lands and the natives thereof are known as the Land of Merlin.

They divide it further into semi-tribal areas called Cannies “COUNTIES”  

(e.g.,Ballmer Canny, PeeJee Canny, Hard Canny, etc.).  

 The dialect area is centered on a market center called Glimburny, where the people come on weekends to trade their goods.

Because of the numerous words and phrases common to both the Merlin Dialect and  modern English, linguists have long postulated that there is some kinship between the two. Speakers of Merlin Dialect are all able to understand standard English from babyhood, chiefly because of their voracious appetite for television. However, they invariably refuse to speak standard  English, even with outsiders who obviously are not understanding a word they say.

LESSON 1 – VOCABULARY

Ballmer – Our city

Merlin – Our State

Arn – What you do to wrinkled clothes

Bulled Egg – An egg cooked in water

Jeet – How we say “Did you eat”?

Chest Peak – A large nearby body of water

Colleyflare – A white vegetable

Downey Owe Shin – Summertime destination “Down to the ocean” (such as Ayshun City)

Faren Gins – Red trucks that put out fires

Hi Hon – How we always say “hello”

Meedjum – The grassy area between lanes of a highway

Nap Lis – State of Merlin capital

Ole Bay – What our crabs taste like

Oreos – Not a cookie, but our baseball team

Payment – That strip of cement that you walk on

PohLeese – Those guys in uniform that git ya when you’re speeding

Share – Hot water that cleans you in the morning

Flares – Such as tulips

Tarred – What happens when you work too hard

Warsh – What we do with dirty clothes

Warter – What we drink (can also be Wooter)

Brawl – Broil

Sem elem – Seven Eleven

Allanic – an ocean

Arnjuice – from the sunshine tree

Arouwn in all directions – norf, souf, ees, and wess

Aspern – what you take for headaches

Bald – some people like their eggs this way

Bawler – what the plumber calls your furnace

Beeno – a famous railroad

Calf Lick – bleevers are Protestant, Jewish, and .

Canny – a state gubmit division, such as Anne Arundel or Prince George’s

A few of you shared kind comments about my hat in yesterday’s post. A couple of you suggested that my hat needed a flower. Since it’s a Maryland kind of weekend here at Morning Bray, Don went out and picked one of our Black-eyed Susans and slipped it into the brim of my hat with a ribbon.

The Black-eyed Susan has been the official Maryland flower since 1918 when it was designated the “Floral Emblem” of Maryland by the General Assembly.

We’re thinking that Big Red might be a good nickname for Ellsworth on riding days. He continues to improve and gains confidence each time we put the saddle on him. And, while we’re really proud of Big Red’s accomplishments, it looks like Bernard is his biggest fan.

Because we had the luxury of having my mom here to take pictures over the weekend, we discovered some things that may have otherwise been overlooked.

I was seriously shocked to see this picture. Because I was so focused on Ellsworth Big Red, I had no idea Bernard was back there sucking on the saddle pad.

It finally got to the point that we had to put Bernard out of the corral so we really could focus on Big Red.  Love you, Bernard.

Fergus stayed in the corral with Big Red to offer moral support and to receive butt scritches from Don.  

Big Red was quite pleased with and deserving of his carrot rewards…

…and the extra love, praise and attention he received.

We ended on a positive note (I asked him to walk and he walked, then asked him to stop and he stopped).

Of course he enjoyed a good brushing afterwards…

…and provided his signature contented sigh when his biggest fan returned to the corral.

We had so much fun watching Tina Louise; our neighbor’s puppy, play with Sam the rooster yesterday.  Tina Louise would chase Sam… then Sam would chase Tina Louise…

 

On Thursday, after seeing the Hairy Hacienda madhouse, Carson asked if you all could see what happens when MeeMaw gets ambushed in the corral. I wouldn’t say my mom was ambushed, but Fergus and Ellsworth definitely vied for her attention, scritches and hugs.

This was the first time for my mom to meet Fergus and Nigel. Fergus instantly glommed on to my mom. Interesting.

Ellsworth knew from her visit in October that my mom was good for scritches.

As always, there were a few aww moments. Look at Ellsworth’s head on Fergus’s back. You can see Nigel dutifully standing behind Fergus.

And Ellsworth rubbing his face against my mom’s back…

Fergus willingly accepted a hug…

And so did Ellsworth.

If you happen to be wondering where Bernard was during all of this, he was busying himself with trying to eat the camera and wrapping his pretzel self around me. I think he might be turning into a momma’s boy. I find myself totally okay with that. ♥

Lord have mercy.

The girls love their MeeMaw.

On Tuesday afternoon, my mom arrived from Maryland for a visit. As always, a madhouse erupted when she walked into the Hairy Hacienda.

Why is the Baby snarling at Whisky?

Once Kassie was out of range, Whisky decided it was okay to join the welcome celebration.

Which naturally led to Whisky and Kike playing. Their idea of playing is Whisky pretending to chew on Kike’s snout.

Of course, everyone eventually calmed down and Enzi gave MeeMaw a hug.

And then Enzi and Kike gave MeeMaw a hug.

We love our madhouse.

Yesterday was my mom’s birthday. Happy Birthday Mommy!

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