Today’s Borking Report! And a groomed Potato!

Today’s Borking Report…

Well I was taking a shower when Auntie Paige got here so I missed her but I definitely heard the Potato leaving because there was BORKING to be done!

He apparently had a fantastic time because he’s snoring away in his living room bed and enjoying the 72ºF / 22ºC weather. I’ve got the doors open (the screen doors are still closed so no bugs in and no cats out) and he’s getting a nice light breeze coming off the back yard.

Mostly, he’s snoring.

I’ll be spatchcocking a turkey later because I was just too creaky yesterday to cook but oh we shall have food tonight. 😀 I’m still debating if I should marshmallow the sweet potatoes. I mean, that IS traditional but I’m also just fond of mashed sweet potatoes with butter. Oh… since it’s Friday, maybe I should see if I can order some purple ones and have those instead. 😀

Hey! The Borker DID get a groom and is looking snazzy. He does like getting groomed. Spa days for the Potato are a good thing.

From his Auntie Paige:

Today, Gus had two things to bork at and had to pick which one he was going to concentrate on. We were walking by somebody’s house and they walked out of their front door just as we got by them. And then a UPS truck drove past. Gus picked that UPS! He completely ignored the people and let them go on their merry way. 🙂

Best, Paige

Ah, once more into the… surgery ward?

So again in the long line of stuff happening, next week will be another round of let’s see where Rhys is broken and fix it. Maybe. If we can find it.

I can tell you I’m looking forward to actually sleeping a full night but let’s not get too crazy.

The weather’s been odd. Cold at night then amping up to a nice balmy mid 70s in the day. Which is great but oh man, I miss rain and fog. That’s why I do love going up to San Francisco because it’s my favourite kind of weather but dear lord, too expensive to live there. Tamm’s always trying to get me to move to Donegal but as lovely as that place is, it’s a bit too small for me. Also, I like having hot and cold running wifi. 😀

On the writing front, I am healing my brain a bit and plotting. And day dreaming a lot which is actually a good sign because disconnecting is the space I write in. There is this… layer? I don’t have a good word for it but it’s the mindspace where my imagination exists or rather the oddness of words and what I see. That seems to be opening up a bit more.

Mind you, I’ve also been having to share the couch with Badger who is of the opinion that if I bring something to cover my knees with, it is now his and he rakes it into a pile to sleep on. So far, I have lost one blanket and one sheet. I’d lost an additional sheet but I reclaimed that this afternoon.

Harley has spent her evenings hunting the tiny possum we have living on the hill. Actually what she’s doing is death-staring out of the sliding glass door as the wee possum trundles by. None of our cats go outside. Well Badger gets taken to his catio but we don’t let them roam free. I think Harley is just incensed that there is something outside and it either has to obey the house rules and come in or feck off.

Gojira the baby is now larger than both of the others combined. I swear to God she is. She’s a chonker and well, still in the chaos goblin mode of a teenaged cat.

My COVID is long gone and I have some residual coughing from the cold thing I had along with COVID. Of course, I have to take a different COVID test so I can go into surgery but I also have to do bodily fluids tests as well so going to knock that off tomorrow morning. Which means someone going to be sticking a bunch of needles in me and there’s this one guy who is always angry and salty at the lab. I’ve decided if I get assigned to him, I’m going to ask for a re-do.

And now Badger’s pissy because the dog went outside and he didn’t. Because he wants to go to his catio. Oh, and possibly even more salty because all the cats got some flea meds. It’s warm during the day so there’s been some insect activity. Like a plague! Waiting for the frogs.

If you’re in the US and celebrate Thanksgiving, I hope you have a great time sharing a meal with friends and family. If you don’t celebrate Thanksgiving, I still hope you have a good meal with people you love or even share a can of sardines with your cat.

Much love to all of you and I’ll keep you up to date on the body shenanigans once I learn more. 😀


Today’s Borking Report

Borks were postponed due to travel and COVID but we are back on sked!


Ah, it’s been very cool in the morning so the Potato had to get his jacket on. Of course Paige and I got scolded because we were chatting about something and holding up his Bork. We HAVE to remember, Bork First, Talk Later.

He apparently had a grand time on his bork and came home very very happy and tired. Currently, he’s snoozing on his bed in the living room.

On Weds, his Auntie Charity will be here to give him a nice scrubbing and a trim because he is a stinky, itchy pupper who needs a good haircut. We’ll see how it goes. 😀

From his Auntie Paige:
Gus had a relatively quiet walk until on the way home a man on a bicycle went by and Gus thought that was very rude of him and had to say so!

I love his big puffer jacket! It makes him look very official. 🙂


Newsletter or Blog? Dogs and Ducks…

Covid’s been fun. So has the chest cold. Good times.

Currently I’m waiting for the rice cooker to finish so I can toss some hot dogs into the steam and let them warm up. Red hot dogs. Which some people tell me the East Coast also has. I’ll take their word for it. They are however the best kind of hot dogs.

Also if you got a duck from GRL, the deadline has been extended because people were taken down by a number of plagues. Once I get all the outstanding ducks, I’ll post them, pick a random winner or five, then spam the link out 😀


You know what helps dry clothes? If you turn on the dryer. Follow me for more insane life hacks! Like a classic golden oldie, do not choke on your own spit!

Due to my own plague-ridden existence, the Potato has not been on borks but it’s also been cold as hell. Right now he’s lounging on his dog bed. He is also going to get a hardcore grooming on Wednesday afternoon. Dunno what kind of trimm I’ll want her to give him but he should look tidy and sweet. It’ll last for about a hot minute before he rolls in wet grass or dirt but I will have tried.

I also have realized I haven’t even seen movies I’d wanted to see like the new (old now) Thor and the recent Ghostbusters. I mean sure shit’s happened but mind candy. I also need to restock my kindle but the sicknesses have wiped out my strength. And my ability to stay awake long enough to read. I do need too find a good mystery series I can binge on.

And someone remind me to get Thanksgiving stuff. I do love a good turkey.

And you know the worst part about laundry? FOLDING! Why is it so hard? And why do we act like we have to go down to the river to pound our clothes against rocks?

Goji has just joined us in the living room. It will be only a matter of time before she chooses violence and chaos. She had been napping on my bed with her brother, Badger. I guess she’s charged up and is ready for mayhem. I love and adore her but shit, she’s very well named.

Halloween Borking Report!

Yesterday’s Borking Report…

Sorry for being late but it was Halloween and there was a ton of stuff going on. Like all of the stuff. Despite this, the Potato was primed and ready to head out, hovering at my heels when I went to unlock the wooden door for Auntie Paige. Literally scolded us before we could chat, waited patiently for her to grab his leash and then it was… feck ya, ma… ah’m away.

He had a good bork and when he came back, Paige and I talked about Portugal and the benefits of spending more time in Porto than Lisboa as well as the food she encountered. And of course, the booze. Because well, if you haven’t ever been hammered off of ginja, were you REALLY in Portugal?

She got fat and happy about the cheese and the other fare… as well as discovering my mother’s people are very much carnivores and while she’s vegetarian, there was still plenty to eat. And of course, drink.

So a good time was had by all….

From his auntie Paige:
Good morning and happy Halloween!

Gus pooped in the middle of the sidewalk and only took a short break from borking to do so. Otherwise we didn’t find much to Bork at!

Thank you so much! See you Friday!

Best, Paige

AWOL. Back Now.

So… I realized I haven’t dropped into your inbox for a bit. I’ve been at GRL and visiting with TA Moore and Bru Baker. A huge shout out to my baby brother, Greg Tremblay as well as AC Mink who was a godsend and a great support during the slog thru my first outing as a human being in several years. I also have to thank Venona for the coffee because guys, Portsmouth at oh-dark-thirty without coffee is a pain in the ass.

Traveling meant having plans on how to deal with the ongoing medical issues I’ve been having and can I tell you that it is like planning a beach landing during high tide. Literally. Some days went well while others… like the plane trip over to DC… did not. The first few days were really rough. Hella rough and managing to deal with all of that and really interacting was a bitch. My masking and socializing skills were fucking rusty as hell and I was grumpy. I’m surprised Tamm didn’t just drown me in a vat of unsweetened tea. I bribed her with Sparkling Ice drinks which she does love and can’t get in Northern Ireland.

Aside from the body stuff, GRL was a fun time and I purposely took it slow. Listened to my body tell me to go lie down and listened to my brain when it said; enough with the people and noise. Aspergers is a bitch like that. Noise can hit like waves and after a bit, it feels like you’re drowning so being careful about taking in too much is always good.

But ah, when you want to stay and have fun but your body and your brain are all… NOPE! Be healthy! Get some down time.

There is a COVID plague currently working through the GRL attendees so… that’s kind of bothersome but hopefully everyone will get well quickly and no one will have it too bad.

The staff at the hotel was fantastic and our room was really nice. We didn’t have any problems although rooming with two unpackers can be a funny experience. Both Bru and Tamm put things away so they’d be safe but then can’t remember where. I’m used to it with them. Housekeeping was always told, just take out the trash and change the towels. Anything further than that would be hazard pay because you’ve got three authors loaded down with books, swag, and luggage…and a fully stocked bar of coffee stuff, a tea kettle, and a shit ton of snacks. Hazard pay.

All in all, a good time was had. And most of all, I got to see some of my favourite people…and feed them crispy pata. Which is always a fantastic experience.

Now to get ready for the bestest holiday in the world… Halloween.

Today’s Borking Report! And a Purple Sweet Potato…

Today’s Borking Report!

It is a fine morning for Borking Potatoes, the sun wasn’t out when he left but showed some promise of appearing on the way back. Or at least we could tell he was on his way back. He will get his first Friday bork this week and then there will be a pause while I go to GRL and Auntie Paige goes to Portugal, which humourous because well, that is one of the lands of my people. And she’s headed to the right cities to visit my relatives. Well, except for my grandfather’s family on the Southern point but it’ll do 😀

Gus was VERY excited to head out today and for once, it wasn’t me holding him up but instead Andi and Paige were chatting. There was a bit of scolding done and out they went. He’s good for about 30 seconds of talking when he’s about to go on a bork but that’s his limit. After that, his opinion is made known and the door is expected to open so he can make his rounds.

He came back so happy and a bit tired but he rolled around and frolicked while we all talked. Now, he’s asleep in his bed and his cat is lounging in front of the back screen door… so all is right in the world of the Potato.

From his Auntie Paige:
Gus had a mighty Bork at any and all passerbys. The first person we saw with several dogs seemed to know Gus and said hello from across the street, and Gus borked in reply.

Thank you so much!
Best, Paige

Today’s Borking Report… and the Potato is Enraged by a Lawn Ornament


Well, the Potato’s schedule will be changing next week from Mon and Weds to Mon and Friday. Weds will be becoming a work day at about the time Gus needs to get kitted up and I could have switched him to the afternoon but there are more people walking about in the afternoon and it does get hotter. Mornings are better and then he can spend the day sleeping off the long haul.

It’s not really a long haul. He goes to the end of the block and back. It’s a good chance for him to stretch his legs, get a run in, and most of all… roll about in wet grass.

The Potato does have a curious behaviour when he’s out and kitted up. If he comes across something he feels is dangerous and you step closer, he will butt you in the shin with his nose to push you back. Because you have to be protected at all costs and since you obviously cannot see the danger, he is there to tell you to step away… so he can scare it off.

He did come home after scolding a lawn decoration for existing and promptly rolled around the living room like a katamari damacy ball. Grinning the entire time. He’s a dork.

From his Auntie Paige
Here is the ghost as promised. Gus did not like it and wanted me to stay away from it. My knight in shining armor!

Thank you so much! Best, Paige