trick or treat

Tanner and Scooter, thank you for my great big bag of candy corn!Candy is the fun part of halloween, but there are scary parts, too. Ghosts and goblins and monsters come lurking around your house, and they always come at night. Always.

In preparation for halloween, in order to protect my family, I have learned how to bark. No more chirping for baby Petra but real loud and serious barking!

Everything dark and evil, I BARK you away!

waiting for candy

Yesterday I waited and waited outside in the yard for my candy delivery, but the boys in the plane didn't show up.When it got dark, I came inside and then fell asleep watching TV. But guess what I heard on the news this morning? They took a detour amd went to the moon!

Coffee helped wake me up.

Then I heard that all of the candy had been delivered and was somewhere in the yard. I went outside to look and sure enough...

there it was, hidden under some flowers! Candy corn -- 3 bags -- just like I ordered! Thanks, Tanner and Scooter! Now I'm off on Aire Ruby for some weekend fun!

candy from heaven

Hayley and Abby are on their way back to Texas, and I'm on my way back to a life of leisure.No more worrying about being chased by a pair of long legs that belong to a very cute girl. It's time to sit back and relax...but not for long. Do you know why?

Because it's time for Scooter and Tanner to come to my house with candy! I've got to head outside and listen for the roar of the engine and look up to watch the candy fall from heaven. I'm praying they don't have to use the flares as they approach my house.

Hurry, guys!

catch me if you can

When I saw this, I knew I was in trouble.I'm fast, but Hayley is limber and quick, too. Last night she chased me down time and time again, and she always found a way to grab me.I was her prized possession. "I like Petra," she said.

Abby wasn't as big or as fast as Hayley, so she couldn't catch me, but Hayley picked me up and carried me around all night long. I wasn't sure how to react since I've never been around little girls before, but I stayed calm. When I heard her say, "Dad, can we have her?" I began to panic.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

I need some candy to relieve the stress. Scooter and Tanner, are you on your way yet?

i am tired

Oh man, what a weekend! Some friends of Motch and PA are visiting from Texas and Tennessee, and two little girls whose pictures I hope to post soon have discovered ME! They like to carry me around like I'm a bowl full of jelly, but I love them, anyway. So I'm going to stay in bed as long as I can today because they'll be over for green chili tonight.

Anyway, I'd like to take this opportuntiy to thank my good friend and awesome pilot (whose plane I'm going to be riding on soon) Ruby Bleu for giving me the following the award. THANK YOU, RUBY! And then Pearl gave it to me, too, so THANK YOU PEARL!

Here's what the award is all about:

This lovely award is created by Crystal @ Memoirs of a Mommy in honor of Noah and the donor of his sweet little heart who ENCOURAGES us to SHARE THE LOVE! The rules for this award are to pass it along to some people whose blogs you love. They make you laugh, smile, leave encouraging comments on your blog. You would like to share some love with them because they have uplifted, inspired, encouraged or prayed for you. Please include this paragraph with the link to Memoirs of a Mommy so that everyone knows where this award originated from.I'd like to share this award with: Sunny, Scooter, Jamie and Bobo.

cast your ballot!

With the presidential election approaching, I've heard talk that you can vote early. That sounds good to me, but since my candidates are not on the ballot, I'll have to write in their names.It takes a lot of practice to write, but it can be done. My biggest problem is knowing how to spell Tad's name.

Why do you have such a long name, Tad? Your tail is pretty long, too, come to think of it. I might just draw a piece of stained fruit and hope for the best.

Another vote is going on now, too, and it's about ME, Miss Petra Pot Pie! I've been nominated for the DWB blog of the month, thanks to my friends Maggie & Mitch (have you seen Maggie's love beauty mark yet?). If you want to cast your vote, just go to Awesome Blog Award. And all you have to do is click a button; no need to worry about spelling any names. Those DWBers sure know how to make voting easy!

clowning around

Look what my present bestest friend and maybe future boyfriend if he doesn't find anybody else before I'm old enough to date and who is saving me a seat on Aire Ruby and who is bringing me a corney dog SCOOTER gave to me!

Thanks, Scooter! I feel warm all over.

And now I have a question for you, my friends.

Do you see any resemblance between me...

and this?

Well, I don't either. But Motch thinks I look like a clown so instead of throwing a sheet over me for halloween and letting me snuggle in it and look like a ghost, she put me in a clown outfit. I couldn't keep her from throwing this ruffle around my neck, but I totally fought my way out of the hat which was supposed to sit on my head.

If I had been consulted, I would never have agreed to be a clown. But I'm a good sport, a good-girl pot-pie, so I played along. I decided that if I have to be a clown, I might as well be the kind I like.
A rodeo clown!

This might not be so bad afterall.

who gives a boot?

Do you guys remember my boots? Every little rip and tear was done by me!
The other day, Fig wanted to play with them, so I decided to be nice and share. But Fig doesn't realize her strength. She puts a boot in her mouth and shakes the daylights out of it. If you're anywhere near her, you might find yourself lying in a corner of the room.

Here I am, really wanting to play, but the memory of the boot in my face causes me to be cautiously optimistic.

And then fearless Tadpole shows up to lend moral support.

2 peas in a pod

Sometimes Fig doesn't like play with me, but when she does, we have so much fun!

We wrestle and bite and romp and roll, and even though she's bigger than me, I can keep up with every one of her moves. My mouth is almost as big as hers, and my teeth as almost as sharp!

What do you think? Are we two peas in a pod?

turtle cake

Yes, Hannah had a birthday yesterday and she got a turtle, but not a real one. Fig, Tad and I took a vote and said this was the only kind of turtle we would tolerate around here.

Unfortunately, we didn't even get one itsy bitsy tiny crumb.

PA, Motch, Hannah and Leah went out to eat with Grammy and Grandpa and left the three of us home alone for a few hours ~~ and the best part was that I WASN'T CRATED! That was a first because usually Fig and Tad are left to roam while I'm stuck in the crate when we're left unattended. Hannah wondered which one of us would be bleeding when they got back, but the only public display of violence is a big scratch I have under my chin. I can't tell you what happened because I might get shoved back in the crate the next time they leave us.

I know you've seen this video before, but I thought it was worth repeating because it shows how the three of us play together. Fig is always the boss and interrupts our fun when she gets fed up with it.

Anyway, I think Hannah had a happy birthday, and I know we sure had fun!

take a guess

Complaint: Motch is much too busy with WORK to take care of her personal business, i.e., ME and this blog. She claims that next week she'll have more time to focus on priorities, ie., ME.

But, there is some good news. Guess who's having a birthday on Saturday?
Nope, it's none of us.

Hannah! And what's up with the turtle?

boring days

Hey everybody, how are you all doing today? Keeping busy and having fun?
I'm pretty bored. Entertaining myself with a mountain dew bottle doesn't excite me.

This looks like more fun, but unfortunately, it's out of my reach.

If I jump like a kangaroo, with the lightning speed of a boston, maybe I'll get it!

And maybe not.

Ho hum!

what should have been

To wrap up the season, here's one last picture.

Motch bought these t-shirts when she was in Israel, and Leah and Grammy were going to wear them when the Cubs played in the World Series.Maybe next year!

cubs get swept

It really happened: my Cubbies let me down and the Dodgers swept them away.
I'm still in a state of shock.I'm putting away the Cubs jersey for this season. Maybe NEXT year will be our year.

So until then, I'll keep on supporting my Chicago teams and root for the Bears. At least they're winning today. I hope the rest of you are having a better weekend than I am.

cubs lose game 2

Gulp! Two in a row.

I can't take it.

cubs lose game 1

Yeah, they lost.

I'm holding my breath as they get ready to play again tonight. Holding my breath because I'm nervous and holding my breath because this shirt is too tight.

Pudgy Petra Pot Pie

how i got my name

To answer your questions about food in this distant land, Motch liked the ice cream and desserts. The falafel is a favorite, and it's the Israeli's version of our hamburger. The tour took them all around Israel and then into Jordan, where they spent a day in Petra. Petra is a special place to me because it's how I got my name. Since Petra is known as the rose red city, and I have a lot of brindle in my coat, I was named after this place that rocks! So let me tell you about Petra...

To get into this ancient city, you can either ride a horse or walk to the main entrance.

It's about a mile downhill walk to the entrance.
An earthquake split the mountain and opened up a pathway to get to city. It's a twisty and narrow road . Petra is known as the rose red city because of its beautiful rock colors.

At the end of the road, this is what you see as you step out.

The Treasury! Does this look familiar to any of you Indiana Jones fans? Nothing in Petra was built, it was all hand carved, including this structure. Amazing, isn't it?

Standing in the Treasury, you can see where the last picture was taken, at the entrance (or exit since there is only one way in and out of Petra).

Petra is a huge place and there are lots of things to see and explore. Motch and PA walked up to the High Place where sacrifices were once made. It was over 700 steps up. In this picture, they're making their way back down.

Motch took a zillion pictures here, but I won't bore you with them. There were lots of things to buy, and Motch spotted this item. She placed my picture right where it belonged, dead-center.

What do you think? Am I special or what?
Back at the hotel, a man made sand art, and PA bought one that says "Petra". Unfortunately, it broke on the way home, which made PA sad and made Motch mad because there was very fine red sand everywhere in the suitcase.

So that ends my story of the recent trip, and the memories are fun to share. Thanks for listening!

And now it's time to focus on the present.

THE CUBS PLAY TONIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!! Where's my jersey? I'm gonna wear it even if it kills me!