My sister’s dog Angus and new friend Pearl. Pearl came from the dump but obviously polished up nicely. This was written by a 5 year old (some years back). It just keeeels me. Was your 5 year old that smart? Mine, either. Or if he was, he was in the wrong environment.
Winter set back in today, rained last night, and it got cold. Apparently the plants and bees haven’t noticed. The wisteria on the patio cover is coming on full bore, and when you stand underneath, the whole structure fairly hums with bees. (click for a little larger view) Our big lovely German Shepherd, Gunnar, a.k.a. [...]
found on http://defectiveyeti.com/2010/03/02/reward/
I got this for Christmas. Well, not this card, but a little remote control device. It doesn’t work on ANY of my cats, dammit. I suppose since it’s powered by postive thinking that it’s MY FAULT that it doesn’t work. Feh.
Fur kid parenting, that is … This would be Scuff having crab on newspaper with us the other night. The Montevina Zinfandel was very good but also very sulfite-heavy and just about made me explode. Scuff and Bob both liked it, though. Gad, I guess I should straighten up that bookshelf. Amazing how I don’t [...]
I ask you: Which parts of the couch and chair do you think are most comfortable? I wish I could fit up there. Cheetah becoming one with the back of the couch. This is the diabetic cat. She comes up and sits on the half wall there beside her when it’s time to get her [...]
This dog … has no trouble relaxing. She leans on Bob, and then pretty soon she’ll melt right into the floor. Have you ever seen a dog sit like this? Lorena, watch for signs in Backup Dog. This started after 5 years. It may be happening because she is getting as old and fat as [...]
a.k.a Rad, the birthday boy. I’m pretty sure by the look on his face that Mair is his bitch. Rad, enjoying a carrot.
Mom sent this for Rad’s 2nd birthday Katie, the cat in the picture, is the bane of Rad’s life. Rad is Mair’s dog. Katie is bigger than the dog. If Mair would send me a picture of the dog, I’d be happy to post him, too.
I was looking out the kitchen window at the hummingbird feeder and saw a hummingbird, hanging upside down on it from one of the perches, perfectly still. “My, God, I’ve finally killed one with my homemade sugar syrup!” was my first thought. Second thought was that the mixture had been out there too long and [...]
