Pirate Day 2018

Percy:  Even though  we don't post on Wednesday any more, it doesn't feel right to let Meow / Woof Like a Pirate Day go by this year without participating.

Marcus:  Jan still doesn't have Photoship Elements on the computer since the last installation scared her out of two lives.

Percy:  Unlike cats, humans don't have more than one life, and I think you mean Photoshop.

Marcus:  Do you see any "shop" in that graphic?  I see a ship.  Perhaps you need glasses.

Percy:  It was depressing to look at our old Pirates Day graphics since most all of those in the pictures are gone now.  But Jan found us this one with just you and me and the high seas.

Marcus:  I wish you hadn't said "high seas".  Now I'm seasick.  Why is this boat rocking?

Percy:  I think that's Jan jumping up and down on the deck trying to make things seem more realistic.

Marcus:  Well, it's going to become very realistic when she has to clean up pools of dog barf.

Percy:  But we only rented the ship for the photo shoot.  Jan won't have to clean it up.

Marcus:  You don't think she's going to pay extra to have someone else clean it up, do you?

Percy:  In that case, I suggest you heave ho ... uh, heave to ... throw up over the railing into the water.

Marcus:  Now that the ship has stopped rocking, so has my stomach.  How about we go grab us some hardtack and grog to celebrate the day, matey?

Percy:  Sounds like a good idea.  But can we make it quick?  I have an emergency.

Marcus:  What's the problem? 

Percy:  My wooden leg appears to  have termites.

We are joining the Pirate Day Pet Parade with hosts Dash Kitten, Barking from the Bayou, & Bionic Basil.

Talk Like A Pirate Day 2016

Percy & Marcus

Merci:  Shiver me timbers!  T'is familiar. Do we need to pillage another island for booty for a new graphic?

Cyndi: Visiting landlubbers can have a dreg o' rum on us today. Oh, wait, thee cork fell out of thee barrel and thee rum spilled in that big storm last week.

Merci:  Yarr! We don't really have anything to serve our visitors today, do we?

Cyndi:  Blimey! Nay. What grub didn't fall overboard in thee storm, we stashed away for today's party, but Marcus found it.

Merci:  Shiver me timbers! So thar's nothing left for thee party, is thar?

Cyndi:  Not a morsel.

Merci:  Alas! We'll just have to thank visitors for coming by and tell them thar's a party on thee 3rd pirate galleon to our right, although we're not sure if it's a frivolous party or a walk thee plank party.

Cyndi:  Perhaps we should skip that one and advise them to do thee same, but thar's a big party just a mile downriver.

Merci:  Wait, isn't that thee pirate galleon whar everyone got so three sheets to the wind last year thar was a huge fight and half thee participants fell overboard and drowned?

Cyndi:  Right. I'd forgotten about that. We can cross that off thee list too.

Merci:  Ahoy! How about if we forget about sending visitors to another galleon to party and just send out for pizza?

Cyndi:  Blimey! Fine. How many visitors be we expecting? Er ... how will we pay for the pizzas?

Merci:  We could plunder thee Pirates Nest Bar for loose swag. Drunken pirates be always dropping doubloons and trinkets.

Cyndi:  That's a tough bar. On second thought, let's just turn off thee poop deck light and hide thee welcome mat.

Merci:  Alas! Ye git thee light. I'll turn over thee mat.

Graphic by Ann of Zoolatry.

Thank you to this year's hosts for Talk Like A Pirate Day, Pirate Louisdog Armstrong and Matey Bear Cat.

Talk Like A Pirate 2015

MERCI:  Well, even with all the reminders - and Jan added it to her calendar! - we still almost missed Meow or Woof Like a Pirate Day.  But the Funny Farmer Furry Buccaneers are ready to sail.

MICAH:  We asked Jan to rework a couple of graphics we've used before.  It was sad to remove Cameron from this one.

SAM:  We've had a lot of fun with this over the years.  I guess every furry dreams of being a pirate.

PERCY:  We have posted this one a couple of times but we can only remember one - possibly two - humans noticing the non-furry.

MARCUS:  We changed the text this year.  First, we ran it through a pirate translator site to make certain our speech is authentic.  We can't afford to be cited for inappropriate speech!

BUDDY:  This is our Caturday Art blog hop picture.  The hop is hosted by Athena. We just loved those circles when we tried a halftone pattern in Photoshop Elements.

CYNDI:  After looking at this picture for a while, the room is starting to move in circles.  I think I'm dizzy.

RUSTY:  And our Sepia Saturday blog hop picture.  The hop is hosted by Ruckus the Eskie & Earl's World.

Talk Like A Pirate Day

Buddy:  Hey, guys, it's Talk Like A Pirate Day, better known among us furries as Meow or Woof Like A Pirate Day.

Cyndi:  Are we prepared or has Jan been sleeping on the job again?

Micah:  Believe it or not, we have a new old graphic to post.

Cameron:  What's a new old graphic?

Sam:  It's the graphic Jan made us for Frankie's Pirate Day a few months ago.  She added.Percy.

Merci:  Oh, right.  Marcus wore two eye patches back them.

Rusty:  Well, at least he's only wearing one this time!  It's a wonder he didn't fall overboard wandering around like that.

Marcus:  Okay, I misunderstood and made a mistake.  But it made you laugh so it wasn't a total disaster.

Percy:  You're right.  You did make us laugh.  But as for today, I don't think you understand that "shiver me timbers" doesn't mean the timbers are cold. 

The Funny Farmer Felines do not have a Mousebreath interview to publish this week. 

Stop by the Pet Parade hosts Rascal and Rocco's blog to learn who is the Featured Favorite this week.

The Pet Parade is co-hosted by Bionic Basil, Barking From the Bayou, Love is being owned by a husky, and yours truly (Jan's Funny Farm).

There are two parts to this blog hop, so be sure to enter your blog url for the first and your social media links for the second. 

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Pirate Frankie Friend or Foe

We are so pleased to join a host of others to write a chapter in the book, Life of Frankie Furter Pirate King of Blogville.  He looks pretty good in his pirate patch, but thankfully he is only wearing it for today.  Last month his mom had a scare.  She thought Frankie would be losing his eye, but fortunately he will not be.

Dachies with Moxie came up with the idea and you can find the list of participants on their blog.  Each chapter is written by a different blog. 

In his honor, this is our pirate experience with Frankie Furter.  It's a very scary tale, so pull up a cushion and have a cutlass handly.

Buddy:  We heard the news that Frankie Furter, Pirate King of Blogville, is in our area and might drop by to check us out.  We are on high alert, not sure whether he is friend or foe.

Cyndi:  We hope he will be our friend, but if not, we have a cutlass aboard to defend ourselves.

Cameron:  Will one of you please explain to me how we are all supposed to protect ourselves when we only have one cutlass?

Merci:  That's easy.  We share it.  Surely he'd be fair and give us time to pass the cutlass around?

Micah:  Girls must have different rules of war than guys.  We don't stop fighting to change defenders.  We fight to the death!

Percy:  Not with a cooking knife we don't!  What kind of pirate calls a galley knife a cutlass? 

Sam:  Well, hopefully he'll be a friend and we won't need to worry about our lack of cutlery... er, weaponry.

Rusty:  *crash*  Shhh.  Did you hear that?   *crash*  There it is again.  Do you suppose Frankie is already aboard?

Buddy:  *bang, crash*  That can't be him.  A pirate king wouldn't be crashing about.  He'd want to sneak up on us and attack without warning.

Cyndi:  Who's got the cutlery knife?

Micah:  Uh-oh, I left it in the galley.

Merci:  You mean we're defenseless?

Sam:  Afraid so.  Perhaps if we crowd together, we'll have a better chance of survival.

Cameron:  You're joking, right?  If we crowd together, he could decapitate all of us with one swing.

Rusty:  *moves away from crew*  Right.  Spread out now and find something to brandish for a weapon.  Merci and Cyndi, find somewhere to hide.

*CRASH, BANG, CRASH*

Percy:  He's coming closer.  If I haven't told you guys before, I should tell you now, it's been fun knowing you and I'm sorry I found Jan's hiding place and stole most of the treat bags for myself.  

Marcus:  Hey, guys, where are you?  I can hear whispering but I can't see anything.  How did you all manage to find your way up to the deck without breaking a leg or something? 

Buddy:  Marcus, I told you to go put on an eye patch to make Frankie feel at home here.  One, just one eye patch.  What goofus puts on two .... Never mind.  You gave us quite a scare with all that racket.

Marcus:  Is Frankie here yet?  Did I miss him?

Sam:  No, but we have a score to settle with Percy.  Now, what was this about stealing our treats?

Percy:  Is that what you think I said?  Fear must have clouded your hearing.  I would never!

*voice from abaft*  Ahoy, there mateys, it's Frankie Furter, Pirate King of Blogville.  I come in peace with a flagon o' rum.

*collective sigh of relief from entire crew*


You can read the next chapter at Two French Bulldogs.

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